Chapter 1503 - 1518: I’m a Very Responsible Guy

Chapter 1503: Chapter 1518: I’m a Very Responsible Guy

"We are Young Master Cheng’s men, you hit our Young Master Cheng, how are you planning to settle this?" Lanzai looked at Lin Mu coldly and said.

"Hehe, turns out you’re under that idiot." Lin Mu grinned, then continued, "Well, it’s not surprising, birds of a feather flock together. An idiot naturally has a bunch of idiots working for him. So you’ve come to settle the score with me? Fine, to be fair, I’ll let you all accompany your master in the hospital for a while. Very fair, yes, I’m a person who loves fairness."

"Lin Mu, you’re damn arrogant." Lanzai pointed at Lin Mu coldly and said.

"I would say you’re more arrogant, daring to point at me? Do you know the consequences of pointing at me?" Lin Mu sneered, then swiftly executed a powerful and rapid palm blade.

Poof, it was just like a real butcher’s knife, and in the next second, Lanzai’s wrist bent at an unnatural ninety-degree angle and hung down immediately. Lanzai clutched his injured wrist, kneeling on the ground, twitching uncontrollably, and let out a wail like a pig being slaughtered.

Undoubtedly, Lanzai’s wrist was chopped off by Lin Mu, just like chopping off a chicken’s claw.

"Hehe, try pointing at me again?" Lin Mu taunted as he looked at Lanzai.

At this point, Lanzai was in excruciating pain that was unbearable. Originally, he came with a group to deal with Lin Mu, yet before even making a move, his wrist was ruined.

This Lanzai happened to be a small leader—his heart filled with agony—thinking that only by breaking Lin Mu’s arms and legs with his own hands could he vent the hatred in his heart.

"Brothers, attack." The injured Lanzai leader commanded.

Thus, the eager Lanzai group could no longer hold back, gripping blades and bats as they rushed at Lin Mu.

"Hehe, you bunch of ****, want to fight with me?" Lin Mu sneered and charged at them with his bare hands.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Mu’s figure mingled into the Lanzai crowd.

Although this group of Lanzai was somewhat skilled, it’s only relative to ordinary people. Compared to Lin Mu, the super soldier king, they were leagues apart, like eighteen streets apart!

Lin Mu struck swiftly, like a tiger entering a sheepfold, and soon screams resounded from the crowd. This bunch of Lanzai was utterly defenseless, beaten by Lin Mu like a pack of stray dogs, ****, sprawling on the ground. Lin Mu arranged their bodies to form two English letters, one ’S’ shape, and the other ’B’. Yes, from now on, this is how I’ll deal with idiots!

Although Lin Mu’s English wasn’t great, this idea was indeed fantastic!

A little over ten seconds later, Lin Mu returned to his seat, and the group of Lanzai had been arranged into an SB pattern on the ground, each lying there, screaming continuously.

Lin Mu looked at the group of Lanzai on the floor, shrugged indifferently, "Didn’t I say earlier, flies should ****, why come to a place like this? Better run to the toilet to ****. And remember, go to a public toilet, that way you can eat different shit."

The Lanzai whose wrist Lin Mu had broken earlier had his facial features twisted together, clearly not expecting Lin Mu’s skills to be so formidable. You should know the people he brought weren’t pushovers, but it seems in front of Lin Mu they were no match, like an adult fighting a bunch of kindergarten kids, or like Ultraman fighting a group of little monsters, that feeling was truly exhilarating!

"Lin Mu, I’m telling you, offending our Young Master Cheng, you’re definitely not going to get a good end." Lanzai glared at Lin Mu and said.

"Hehe." Lin Mu smiled at Lanzai and then said, "I never liked eating good fruit, and dude’s not gonna let you get any good fruit either!"

Just as he finished speaking, Lin Mu’s figure mysteriously appeared in front of the Lanzai leader. The Lanzai leader was stunned but before he could react, Lin Mu grabbed his arm and yanked it back, twisting it into an unnatural ninety degrees. With a crisp cracking sound, the Lanzai’s arm was dislocated by Lin Mu. The Lanzai leader groaned in ecstasy, then grimaced and half-crouched on the ground, nearly hurt to the point of soiling himself!

"Hehe, don’t blame me, it’s your own fault for walking so hastily. Not to worry, let me put it back for you, I did say that I’m a very responsible person." Lin Mu smiled slightly, then reattached the broken arm for Lanzai.

Then Lin Mu yanked again, and another cracking sound was heard.

"Hehe, don’t run away, cooperate a bit, it’ll be over soon..."

Just like that, Lin Mu repeatedly tormented this Lanzai’s small leader until he was close to fainting from the pain before letting go. This Lanzai, after a few minutes, was curled on the ground like a shrimp, mumbling indistinctly, with only half a life left.

"Alright, I couldn’t reattach your arm, really sorry about that." Lin Mu said with an apologetic look, finding that the thing was truly broken, even an immortal couldn’t save it!

And Lanzai’s arm hanging vertically looked utterly pathetic.

"I’ll give you ten seconds to get out of my sight, or I’ll really make you ****." Lin Mu looked at this group of Lanzai and said.

This group of Lanzai, hearing Lin Mu’s words, endured their severe pain, twisted their hips, and crawled to their feet. The power disparity was too great; they couldn’t afford to fight and had to escape for their lives.

"Wait, wait." Lin Mu stopped the group of Lanzai.

The group of Lanzai looked at Lin Mu in terror; it seemed this Living Yama wanted to regrettably change his mind! Especially after what happened earlier, their boss was almost beaten senseless and the thought scared them. The arm being twisted off and reattached, that kind of pain is not easy to bear, watching it made them shiver.

So Lin Mu’s words were quite effective, and the Lanzai stood in front of Lin Mu like obedient dogs.

Lin Mu looked at the group of Lanzai, smiling with his mouth open, "Did you not hear me clearly earlier? Or is there too much dog hair in your ears, making them defective? I said to roll out of my sight, do you not understand what roll means?"

The Lanzai looked at Lin Mu, with complex expressions. If they rolled out of the hotel, and some nosy netizens saw them, wouldn’t they become an internet sensation? That would be embarrassing enough to disgrace their ancestors, and forget about mixing again on the streets!

But on second thought, being embarrassed is more comfortable than being crippled by Lin Mu, nearly half-dead, right?

Lin Mu glanced at the group of Lanzai, "Obey, because being beaten is not a pleasant experience! You’ll end up with broken arms and legs!"

The Lanzai exchanged glances with one another, communicating with their eyes. Naturally, the result was the same; the Lanzai group obediently lay back down on the floor.