The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard

A solid kick sent the burly man flying five meters away, crashing into the wall and even hanging there for three seconds before falling down and twitching non-stop.

"Striking someone like hanging a picture! The masters of National Martial Arts really are something!!"

Following behind Zhong Chou, there was a young man with a cold demeanor, fear apparent in his eyes.

Wu Xu shook his hand casually and said with a smile: "I'm someone who likes to resolve issues peacefully. I hate fighting the most. Let's continue to talk things out nicely, no rough stuff, okay."

With that, Wu Xu settled into the sofa, watching Zhong Chou and his entourage with a beaming smile.

After a brief silence in the private room, everyone's breathing became rapid. They looked at Wu Xu in disbelief; no one expected this brother, who seemed to be sucking up to Young Master Jun, to actually be such a terrifying expert! Especially those younger ones, their eyes were practically glowing green with envy as they looked at Wu Xu.

Every man dreams of being a martial artist, and there's nothing more addictive than the feeling of obliterating strong opponents with casual gestures.

Zhao Jun was also dumbfounded. It had been two years since he got to know Wu Xu, and even though Wu Xu was good at fighting when he saved Zhao Jun from the thieves' den, he wasn't as exaggerated as now, was he? Could it be that this guy had come across a master of National Martial Arts in the past two years? Shit, how underhanded, to meet such a master and not even notify him. At the very least, he could have let him tag along as a nominal disciple! Learning a few moves would not only be impressive in the Martial World but also provide a great Dharma Method for showing off in situations like the present.

However, Wu Xu's actions and words were giving Zhao Jun a lot of face, a faint flush of pride crossing his face as he smiled and said: "Hehe, my brother has a bit of a temper, really sorry about that, troubling Young Master Chou."

Zhong Chou's face looked ugly as he turned his gaze toward Wu Xu, a murderous look in his eyes sending a chill through Wu Xu's heart.

"Shit, he has got his sights on me. He's a wolf that must be eliminated to prevent future troubles." A thought suddenly sprang into Wu Xu's mind, startling even himself with the unbelievable ease with which he considered killing a person!!

But thinking about the character of Zhong Chou, and the forces behind him, Wu Xu's face darkened. This wasn't a person who liked to let things go, so the best method was to take the opportunity to get rid of him.

"Hehe, it's all good, Young Master Jun's brother is really unexpectedly impressive. Admirable skills," said Zhong Chou with a smile back on his face, seemingly unfazed by the severe injury of his subordinate.

Wu Xu kept his face calm, but his mind became even more vigilant. This type of smiling tiger was the most dangerous and deceitful.

"Alright, now that we've exchanged greetings, I won't keep Young Master Jun from enjoying himself any longer. We'll host Young Master Jun another day and I hope you will grace us with your presence," said Zhong Chou. With that, he turned around to leave.

"Dong Lianhua." Zhao Jun called out abruptly, and the young man who had been following Zhong Chou with trembles softened in his legs, almost kneeling as he looked towards Zhong Chou for help.

Zhong Chou, still smiling, walked out the door unflinchingly, his men carrying the burly man who had been kicked by Wu Xu behind him.

A look of despair filled Dong Lianhua's eyes, feeling a bitter taste spreading in his heart; it was truly tough being a wallflower.

"Hehe! Dong Lianhua, you've grown up, haven't you," Zhao Jun looked at Dong Lianhua with a smile, but a hint of coldness flickered through his gleeful eyes.

Dong Lianhua shook all over and couldn't hold out any longer, falling to his knees and crying out: "Brother Jun, Brother Jun, please let me go. It wasn't what I wanted, it's all Zhong Chou's doing, really, it's all his doing."

"Really? So, Zhong Chou has become so Divine that he can immediately know the content of my phone calls to you, and even timely come to warn me?" Zhao Jun said with surprise and an audible tsk-tsk.

Dong Lianhua, however, turned pale and was speechless.

"Do you know? The boyfriend of the girl you've been eyeing, he's my brother here," Zhao Jun said with a smile, gesturing at Wu Xu.

Dong Lianhua's gaze suddenly became dull, and his body stiffened!

The boyfriend of a master? Was that someone he could afford to provoke? It was all over for him now.

"Actually, I don't really want to do anything to you; after all, we've known each other for a while. You tell me, how will you compensate?" Zhao Jun asked calmly.

"Compensate!" Upon hearing this, Dong Lianhua's eyes lit up as if he had gone from hell back to heaven, and he eagerly said: "I'll compensate, I'll compensate. One million, no, two million, how about that?"

"Smack!" Zhao Jun slapped him, causing Dong Lianhua's nose to gush blood.

"Two million? Trying to get rid of a beggar, are you? Five million. One cent less, and I'll cripple a part of your body," Zhao Jun said in a deep voice.

"Five million!!" Dong Lianhua almost blacked out from the shock. Shit, he was just a rich second generation; the amount of money he could control was limited! Two million were already bleeding his heart, five million, could he even afford it?

"You don't have it? Then like this, one million per body part. Both hands, both feet, and your little Lianhua, should be enough to cover the debt," Zhao Jun said with a sinister chuckle.

"My… my little Lianhua!!" Dong Lianhua instinctively clenched his legs as sweat started beading on his forehead.

"I have it, I have it! I'll pay!" Dong Lianhua's voice was filled with misery and deep regret, lamenting why he had to suck up to Zhong Chou for no reason, now reaping the bitter fruits.

"Hehe, that's the way to talk. You know my account number, just transfer it there, go ahead," Zhao Jun said with narrowed eyes and a smug smile.