"Lin Mu, don't think that just because you're skilled at kung fu you can act recklessly. I'm telling you, no matter how strong your martial arts are, they're no match for political power. You'll regret it sooner or later; you can't afford to offend Young Master Hao with his identity and background!" Qiangzi stood up, clutching his chest, and looked at Lin Mu as he spoke.
"Oh really? His background is impressive, I know that already. Alright, let's see just how powerful his background is!" Lin Mu nodded with a grin and then shoved the cigarette he was holding into Qiangzi's mouth.
Bang! Lin Mu suddenly swung a punch into Qiangzi's belly, and the next moment, Qiangzi seemed to spring backward as if launched by a super spring, quickly flying backward. Lin Mu stood there, clapped his hands, and watched as Qiangzi flew twenty meters away and fell to the ground. "Kid, go back and tell that idiot to use his backing to deal with me. I'm always ready for him, ha ha!"
