Urban Ace Bodyguard

In front of the logistics department's warehouse, Lin Hai was frowning in thought.

Fan Jian, unwilling to give up, said, "Li, Brother here has been with Mingya Group for seven or eight years. Give me some face, issue the things to Brother Lin. I'll take the responsibility for this."

Li felt troubled and said, "Brother Jian, I really can't make the call, and it's Bitch Li, Director Li has given the order."

"Damn that old hag Bitch Li." Fan Jian spat out hatefully; it was a pity that he was just a small ant, unable to surpass Bitch Li in terms of relationships and power.

"Sigh, endure for a moment, calm seas and broad skies, let it go." Lin Hai realized that Li didn't mean to make things difficult for him but was being instructed by someone else, speaking straightforwardly.

It wasn't that Lin Hai intended to let this matter go, but troubling Li was pointless.

"Just let it be? Are we, the security guards, not human? Why should we let that old hag bully us?" Fan Jian was somewhat angry, and it seemed he had a feud with Bitch Li.

"Sigh, Brother Jian, just endure it. We have neither money nor power, living at the bottom; those high ranks in the company can make up any excuse to make us lose our livelihoods and drink the northwest wind…" Li said in consolation.

Fan Jian sighed and glanced at Lin Hai, feeling a bit unable to preserve his dignity.

Lin Hai didn't care; he slightly smiled and patted Fan Jian on the shoulder: "It's nothing, Brother Jian. What's the big deal? We should be open-hearted as humans."

"Heh, what a statement of being open-hearted. Lin Hai, if only you had that little bit of pettiness."

An annoyingly frivolous voice rang out, causing people to frown deeply with an intense feeling of disgust.

There, Xiao Jiba, clad in Armani, approached with an arrogant smile.

That smile, in Lin Hai's eyes, was no different from courting death.

When Li saw Xiao Jiba, a timid look appeared on his face.

Everyone in the company knew that Xiao Jiba had a powerful father backing him. If it weren't for his dad being the police chief, Li might have gone up and beaten up this flamboyant guy.

"Was it you who had Bitch Li make things difficult for me?" Lin Hai raised an eyebrow; this kid had repeatedly caused trouble for him, really sick of living.

Xiao Jiba laughed heartily, seeming to enjoy seeing Lin Hai troubled, and haughtily said: "So what if it was? What if it wasn't? Lin Hai, I haven't admitted to doing anything, so don't falsely accuse me." This chapter was made possible by the MV_LEMPYR community.

Fan Jian frowned but didn't dare to step forward; after all, a small security guard, he didn't dare to offend the police chief's son.

"Heh, how could I dare to falsely accuse Young Master Xiao? Even if it really was Young Master Xiao who did it, I'd have to act as if I didn't know. Young Master Xiao giving me a hard time, that's a sign of esteem towards me, Lin Hai." Lin Hai suddenly changed his tone, showing a humble smile as he spoke.

Xiao Jiba's eyes flashed with surprise, but soon showed contempt – this is the man that Su Wanjing fancied? Tsk tsk, under his own power, still pretending to be subservient, thinking he was some big shot, but turns out to be no different.

"Heh, only the wise understands adaptability. Lin Hai, I see you have talent. Just kneel down and apologize to me, and we'll erase all past grievances. If you behave well, I might even help you out," Xiao Jiba regained his arrogant expression, looking down at Lin Hai through his nostrils.

Fan Jian glanced at Lin Hai with some disappointment in his eyes. He had thought he was a real man, but now it seemed, sigh, but thinking about it, he found it understandable, for it's typical for someone struggling at the bottom to lack the courage to offend the police chief's son.

Xiao Jiba, with a calm demeanor, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and exhaled a ring of smoke with indulgence, waiting for Lin Hai to kneel down and apologize, then relishing that charming sense of superiority.

"Heh, Young Master Xiao, you think so highly of me?" Lin Hai blinked his eyes, smiling even more brightly.

If any of Lin Hai's old brothers or acquaintances were here to see this expression, they would know that Lin Hai was about to get serious. The more he showed a humble, kind, and harmless smile, the more he would reveal the other half hidden within his body—a storm-like attack and overwhelming dominance, along with a touch of frightening cruelty.

"Cut the crap, fuck, I'm letting you kneel because I'm showing you respect, don't let me down." Xiao Jiba threatened fiercely. In his view, Lin Hai was inherently a coward, and the more he bullies him, the more timid he becomes.

"Yo, Young Master Xiao, what a temper, such character, I like it. How about this, I see that you have a remarkable bone structure, truly a rare talent. How about you take me as your master and become a flutist under my wing, eh?"

Fan Jian, who had been disappointed in Lin Hai until this moment, almost couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard these words.

The previously smug Xiao Jiba, who was puffing on a cigarette, suddenly heard these words and got so angry that he choked on the smoke, his whole body violently trembling, coughing out tears and snot, and then pointed his finger at Lin Hai, glaring and saying, "You... cough, cough."

"Brother Lin, such character!" Fan Jian gave Lin Hai a thumbs up, never realizing he could stand up to the police chief's son like this—the sheer audacity alone made him worthy of friendship.

Li looked at Lin Hai's back in surprise. He didn't expect the new security guard to be so bold as to confront a spoilt brat like Xiao Jiba. Was he tired of living?

"Young Master Xiao, slow down your coughing, be careful not to cough yourself to death. I haven't done anything, if you die, it has nothing to do with me," Lin Hai squinted, lifting Xiao Jiba's chin as he spoke.

Xiao Jiba wanted to twist his head away but found his chin clamped as if by iron tongs; the strength emitted by Lin Hai's two fingers made him feel completely unable to move.

"You, what do you want to do!" A flicker of fear flashed through Xiao Jiba's eyes as he recalled how he was last handled by Lin Hai, causing his body to shudder involuntarily.

Lin Hai, with a squinting smile, chuckled, "I don't want anything, Young Master Xiao. Just be careful when you walk at night, don't die without knowing how. These are unstable times."

"Are you threatening me?" Xiao Jiba said angrily.

"Do I need to threaten you?" With just a slight bit of force from his fingers, Xiao Jiba felt a burning pain between his jaw and lips, almost bringing tears to his eyes.

"Don't, Lin Hai, let's talk this out," Fan Jian hurriedly grabbed Lin Hai's arm as he heard Xiao Jiba's cry, trying to pacify him. Having the guts to stand up to the police chief's son is one thing, but actually hurting him would be a very big deal for us security guards.

"Brother Jian, you don't understand. Some people always think they can do whatever they want, born with a sense of superiority, looking down on everyone. If you avoid them, they become even more aggressive. To deal with such people, I've always thought it's best to beat them until they're thoroughly subdued. If they still refuse to accept it, then just finish them off so they can never bother you again," Lin Hai said, and his whole aura suddenly changed.

Fan Jian felt a sudden chill rise.

Xiao Jiba looked at Lin Hai with surprise, those eyes full of murderous intent, like a terrifying beast ready to open its bloody maw and devour him.

This kind of momentum... Xiao Jiba swallowed hard and suddenly remembered the death row inmates he had seen a few times. Their gaze was in some ways similar to Lin Hai's but not the same; to his shock, he found Lin Hai's eyes to be a hundred, a thousand times more terrifying than those of the convicts.

What kind of person is this, what kind of horrific experiences must he have gone through, to develop such sharp and vicious eyes... At this moment, Xiao Jiba was on the brink of tears, hoping that this guy wouldn't go crazy and actually kill him—that would truly be an unworthy death.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

Lin Hai opened his palm and swung it forcefully, slapping Xiao Jiba across the face.

Suddenly, Xiao Jiba felt a scorching pain on his face, and his whole brain became dizzy.

After a series of slaps, Xiao Jiba's eyes saw stars, his legs gave way, and had Li not cleverly rushed to support him, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Get lost, there won't be a next time, otherwise, the punishment won't be as simple as this," Lin Hai took a deep breath and waved his hand impatiently, choosing to ignore Xiao Jiba, who was like a lump of mud.

After everyone left, on the way back to the security office, Fan Jian's eyes glimmered with excitement.

"Brother Lin, I didn't see it coming, badass! I'll follow you from now on," Fan Jian gave him a thumbs up, eyes filled with complete admiration, the incident just now had shaken him to the core. A security guard daring to beat up the police chief's son, and doing it with such brazen authority—it was something Fan Jian had always dreamt of but never had the courage to do.