Lu Buping's originally smiling face sank.

Seeing that his grandfather was angry, Lu Yifei was beside him, secretly pushing Lin Mu's waist and signaling him not to say anything more.

"These, that's my 'high opinion', principal, you don't like to listen to it, but please don't say anything about ordinary people in the future, if you haven't experienced their psychology, you don't have their qualifications!"

"If you say my words, you will definitely be unhappy, I know, if it were me, a junior child in front of me, and I would be angry if I said that I was not. If you want to fire me, that's fine, maybe in the eyes of you social elites, they look ridiculous, and I look stupid. ”

"But that's what I said in my heart, and after I said it, I was happy!"

Brushing Lu Yifei's hand away, not looking at his angry and annoyed eyes, Lin Mu stood up and was about to leave.

"Are you really not afraid that I will fire you?" Lu Buping's tone was complicated.

"The people are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death?"

As the old saying goes, Lin Mu forced himself to leave the office building.

Looking up at the sky, it was relaxing.

In the office, Lu Buping was silent, but Lu Yifei walked behind him and gave him a beating on the back.

"Lin Mu is really annoying, he doesn't understand anything, and he still talks about grandpa, and he is a good-natured person like grandpa, so he won't be angry. If it were someone else, he would have scolded him to death, hum!"

"Okay, okay, little girl, don't be obedient, I won't fire him, you can rest assured!" to his own precious granddaughter in the palm of his hand, where would Lu Buping not know her thoughts, and laughed and scolded angrily and funny at the moment.

"Hehe, I knew you were the best, grandpa!"

……

Lin Mu naturally didn't know Lu Buping's reaction, but he didn't regret saying these words.

It's like he never regretted drowning those three scum in the heavy rain that day.

Especially after the experience of that day, Lin Mu felt more and more relaxed in his heart.

Even people have been killed, so how can these trivial things in this life really make him feel as heavy as Mount Tai?

This kind of psychology is a bit similar to the one in "Human Skin Inn 2", the person who usually has a cowardly personality, but once he kills someone and really faces his heart, the whole person's temperament suddenly changes.

The vision of seeing the whole world is different, and the psychology of doing things is naturally different.

The metaphor is somewhat inappropriate, but the meaning is one meaning.

Walking out of the school gate, Lin Mu inquired casually and knew the location of the reporter team.

The reporter team of "Focus Interview" was bribed, and Lin Mu didn't believe the news at all.

After all, they are not ordinary tabloids and small media, since they are thousands of miles away, they have worked hard to come for that little money.

And if it is really bought, there will be no news circulating in the local area, just do it in private, who is so idle that everyone knows it?

However, Lin Mu's first goal is not the reporter group, but the ......

"Master, I'm in a hurry, I've got the rest of the seats in this car, let's go quickly!"

Lin Mu took out a hundred yuan and handed it to the owner of the van.

In front of the soft sister coin, the owner naturally agreed, there were only four people in the car, and he was happy to be light.

"Wang Mingkou has arrived!"

Getting out of the car, Lin Mu stretched his waist, moved his muscles, and inquired about the roadside vendors, knowing where the target was.

"Hehe, brothers, after this ticket, we will be able to catch up in the future! Don't worry, in this place, we are here!"

On the roadside food stall, a young gangster sitting in the Malaysian Golden Knife stretched out his thumb and looked at the four younger brothers under his hand, full of spirit.

It's just that the cowhide just blew for a few seconds, and I heard the face slap next to me.

"Paralyzed! Eat here, and you can hear a group of **** screaming, boss!

The young gangster was furious when he heard this, and turned his head to see a little white face who was more handsome than himself, sitting at a table on the side and scolding angrily.

Looking at the angry look on that kid's face, it's an eyesore to watch.

The boss was humiliated, and the younger brother under him naturally would not give up the opportunity to get ahead.

It's just that as soon as a gangster went up, he saw that kid directly sneaked attack, and a quick punch hit him in the lower abdomen, which made the little gangster roll his eyes and fall to the ground softly.

This person is Lin Mu.

When the other gangsters saw it, they were furious and stepped forward directly to prepare to beat Lin Mu.

Coming here alone, naturally not to be beaten, Lin Mu's right hand shook from his waist, and a nunchuck was pulled out.

The sound of sticks was muffled, and the ground was full of howls.

In terms of fists and feet, these people may still be able to cause some trouble for Lin Mu, but once they use the street sharp double-end bar, they will immediately soften.

Many people have a misconception.

That is, no matter how well a martial artist practices martial arts, he will have to suffer if he encounters dozens of thugs besieging him on the street.

And the special forces in the army, even if they deal with a group of gangsters empty-handed, are also handy.

This view cannot be said to be wrong, but it is definitely biased.

When kung fu is really practiced to a certain level, mastering a weapon, and then relying on the terrain and battle rhythm, fighting with that group of thugs is like a tiger entering the flock.

In particular, many kung fu evolved from weapons, like Tai Chi.

With one hand in front and one hand behind, it seems that the enemy is slashing with a knife, and the hand that he stretches out in front of him is only sent to the opponent's knife.

But some people have verified that this posture evolved from the ancient sword and shield soldiers.

In this way, in many kung fu, the actions that are difficult for the master to understand cannot be clearer.

Hardwood sticks are not lethal, but like a baseball bat hitting with all its might, it can blow up pork bones, and a double truncate hit on the body is enough to make people lose the ability to resist!

There was a wail.

Lin Mu stepped forward and took out the mobile phone on the gangster's body.

Above, sure enough, there are some call logs I want, as well as text message conversations.

"Paralyzed, dare to do something to labor and management! I'll beat you, you bear child!"

Lin Mu's face was full of "anger", and he kicked a few gangsters on the ground for a while, explaining what it means to be "annoyed and angry".

Around, more and more people gathered around.

But on their faces, there was not the slightest fear, there was no indignation that the locals were beaten, only ......

Only pleasure!

Only the joy of seeing evil deeds punished!

Surrounded by a group of people, Lin Mu didn't seem to feel anything, just continued to fight, scolding in his mouth!

"A few useless little gangsters! I just dare to do it myself, so I provoke my brother, thinking that I am one of those soft eggs who can't fight back, scolds and doesn't fight back, and is bullied to the point of peeing on the head? They don't know that you are a paper tiger, don't I know that I don't know?!"

"Brother, brother, stop fighting! I know it's wrong! Don't fight!" A little gangster on the ground couldn't stand Lin Mu's fists and kicks, and suddenly begged for mercy.