One person: Lu family bodyguard, who shattered Longhu Mountain with a single palm strike.

As night falls, the food street near Tianjin University Town is brightly lit and bustling with people.

Lu Linglong is a ruthless, lazy bum, and she completely let loose on this street.

"Lin Mo! Give me ten of those grilled lamb skewers!"

"And those takoyaki over there, with extra bonito flakes!"

"Two servings of the grilled squid from the front, please!"

Lu Linglong weaved through the crowd, her pink pigtails swaying back and forth.

Lin Mo followed behind, his hands full of plastic bags of all sizes, and even a huge cup of unfinished fruit tea hanging around his neck.

As a bodyguard, he now looks no different from a laborer.

But he walked lightly, and his expression showed no impatience whatsoever; in fact, it exuded a sense of ease.

As the crowds in the night market grew denser, Lin Mo appeared nonchalant, but in reality, his century-old, pure internal energy was slowly circulating within him.

The combined effects of a century's worth of refined internal energy and the Iron Palm technique he had just acquired had amplified his five senses to an extremely terrifying level.

Within a radius of tens of meters, no rustling of the wind or even the slightest change in airflow within a crowd can escape his perception.

Just now, he had already sensed several extremely subtle fluctuations of Qi near this university town.

Not only are there extraordinary individuals, but their strength is also considerable.

"It seems there are quite a few extraordinary people in Tianjin," Lin Mo muttered to himself.

But his expression remained completely calm. He even casually pulled out a piece of roasted gluten that Lu Linglong had just bought from the bag and took a big, satisfying bite.

So what if there are extraordinary people? It's none of his business.

As long as these people don't provoke his boss, Lu Linglong, he will never actively seek trouble.

When you're out and about, meddling in other people's business is just a form of overtime.

Unless the boss asks for more money, don't even think about getting him to do a second more work.

Lin Mo is just an emotionless person who clocks in and out on time!

Just as Lin Mo was munching on grilled gluten and carrying bags, preparing to catch up with Lu Linglong,

A person walked towards us, swaying unsteadily.

The man was dressed in casual, somewhat shabby street vendor clothes, with his head down, hands in his pockets, and walking in a timid and even slightly sleazy manner.

What's most eye-catching is that this person has a signature "four-leaf clover" hairstyle on their head.

The other person was wandering around aimlessly, his eyes occasionally glancing at the legs of a scantily clad girl by the roadside.

Lin Mo's gaze swept over the other person, and the memories of Su Hui in his mind were instantly triggered.

That bob haircut, that sleazy vibe, that shameless attitude...

Zhang Chulan!

At the center of the vortex of fate in Under One Person, he is the absolute male protagonist of the original work!

Lin Mo paused slightly as he chewed the grilled gluten, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

In this world, Zhang Chulan is an absolute troublemaker.

He carries the secrets of the Qi Body Source Flow and is involved in the core of the Jia Shen Rebellion. Anyone who gets involved with him will face troubles from Quanxing, the Ten Elders, Na Du Tong, and even various hidden sects.

If it were any other time traveler, they would probably be rushing over to curry favor with him, thinking about how to latch onto his coattails or steal his opportunity.

But Lin Mo's heart remained unmoved; in fact, he felt a little disgusted.

"Once you've messed with this guy, do you still think you can leave work on time? Dream on."

Lin Mo not only didn't intend to approach her, but instead very naturally took half a step towards Lu Linglong, making way for this chosen one.

For Lin Mo, Zhang Chulan was nothing short of endless free overtime.

Is he getting his labor for free?

No way!

Lin Mo, carrying his bags and chewing on grilled gluten, casually brushed past Zhang Chulan.

The two were physically only about half a body length apart.

In the instant the two crossed paths, Zhang Chulan was completely unaware of Lin Mo's unusual behavior.

In Zhang Chulan's eyes, Lin Mo was just a miserable office worker who was dragged out shopping by his girlfriend and was panting heavily from exhaustion.

He even gave Lin Mo a look of sympathy.

Lin Mo didn't even give him a second glance and strode forward.

His control over his century-old internal energy had reached a flawless level.

If he doesn't actively unleash his true qi, his entire body has no temperature and no qi fluctuations.

Even the gears of cause and effect slipped completely at this moment, failing to mesh with him even slightly.

Zhang Chulan walked away without noticing.

Lu Linglong was completely absorbed in the world of food, holding up the takoyaki she had just bought, and beckoning to Lin Mo.

"Lin Mo! Come and try this, it's super delicious!"

"The boss is here."

Lin Mo quickened his pace, leaned over and took a bite of the small meatball that Lu Linglong handed him, and casually commented, "Not bad, but there wasn't enough bonito flakes."

The two continued walking along the night market, the atmosphere relaxed and pleasant.

However, what Lin Mo didn't know was...

In the dark alley of the night market, just a few dozen meters away from them.

On the roof of a two-story building.

A pair of ethereal, calm eyes, with a wild beast-like quality, were fixed intently on Lin Mo's back.

There was no emotion in his eyes that a human being should have.

Only the purest vigilance and precaution.

The owner of these eyes is none other than Feng Baobao, who is hiding in the shadows and responsible for monitoring and protecting Zhang Chulan!

At this moment, Feng Baobao is squatting on the edge of the eaves.

She was wearing a large, sloppy coat and holding a half-eaten cucumber.

But she froze on the spot, even her breath stopped for half a second.

In the instant that Lin Mo and Zhang Chulan brushed past each other.

Her originally calm and unwavering "beast instincts" suddenly went off like a madman, sounding the highest alarm!

In Feng Baobao's extremely abnormal perception, the young man carrying large bags, wearing a white shirt, and looking extremely ordinary was not an ordinary person at all!

This is absolutely a terrifying and ruthless person who is disguised as an ordinary person but can tear everyone apart at any time!

Even as she looked at Lin Mo's back, she felt a throbbing pain in her skin, and every hair on her body stood on end!

"Oh ho."

Feng Baobao blinked her ethereal eyes and tilted her head slightly.

She hadn't experienced this kind of oppressive feeling, which made even her soul tremble, for many years.

As Gouwazi once said, if you encounter this kind of person, never confront them directly; call them immediately.

Feng Baobao decisively stuffed the half cucumber into her pocket.

She pulled an old-fashioned smartphone with a cracked screen from her large pocket, skillfully dialed a number, and made the call.

The phone was answered after ringing twice.

"Hello, A-Wu? What's wrong?" An old voice came from the other end of the phone.

Feng Baobao stared at Lin Mo's receding figure and reported to her supervisor in an extremely serious Sichuan dialect.

"Hey kid, something's happened."

Xu Xiang's voice tightened instantly on the other end of the phone: "The Quanxing people have made their move? Zhang Chulan is in danger?"

"Not Quanxing." Feng Baobao shook her head, her tone still ethereal, but the content carried a chilling undertone. "Zhang Chulan just passed by a kid, and he was incredibly fierce."

"Fierce?" Xu Xiang was taken aback. "What level of fierceness? For you to use 'fierce' to describe them, who exactly are they?"

Feng Baobao was silent for two seconds, seemingly assessing Lin Mo's strength in her mind.

Then, she gave an answer that shocked Xu Xiang.

"My gut feeling tells me that if I were to fight with that kid..."

"He could chop me in half with one slap."

……

At this moment, inside the office building of Nadutong North China Branch.

Xu Xiang was sitting at his desk, holding a freshly brewed cup of hot tea.

Upon hearing Feng Baobao's seemingly random remark, his hand trembled violently!

"Clatter!"

The scalding hot tea spilled directly onto his suit trousers, making him gasp for breath, but he didn't bother to wipe it off.

"Ah Wu! You're not kidding, are you?!"

Xu Xiang grabbed the landline microphone on the table and raised his voice eight octaves.

What is Feng Baobao's skill level?

Those were just "temporary workers" in their North China region!

Even if they suffer a fatal injury, they can recover in a short time!

Whether it's close combat or the duration of one's Qi, there are very few people in this world of supernatural beings who can consistently overpower Feng Baobao!

How terrifying must someone be to make Feng Baobao say something like "I'll slap you across the face"?!

Even the presence of an ordinary sect leader or a renowned senior figure might not be able to bring such a deadly sense of oppression to the baby!

"I'm not joking." Feng Baobao's voice remained calm. "That kid just passed by Zhang Chulan and didn't do anything, but I instinctively called the police. He was really fierce."

Xu Xiang's expression changed drastically.

How could such a monster suddenly appear in Tianjin?

If this gets out of control, the entire North China region will be turned upside down!

"Baby, stay calm, and whatever you do, don't provoke him! Did you see his face clearly? Take a picture and send it to me!"

Xu Xiang immediately issued the order.

"Okay."

Feng Baobao hung up the phone, skillfully turned on her phone's camera, snapped a photo of Lin Mo's back, and sent it to Xu Xiang.

In the North China branch office.

Xu Xiang immediately sat up straight and turned on the computer's intranet system.

He directly accessed the highest security level of NaDuTong and imported the photo sent by Feng Baobao into the facial recognition database.

"Such a terrifying expert could never be an unknown figure. Is he a reclusive old monster from one of the major sects? Or a trump card secretly cultivated by some powerful family?"

As Xu Xiang typed on the keyboard, he quickly searched his mind for the top-tier experts in the world of supernatural beings.

"Ding!"

A system matching success notification sounded.

Xu Xiang stared intently at the computer screen.

An extremely detailed file slowly popped up.

However, when Xu Xiang saw the contents of the file...

He was completely stunned.

I was completely plunged into a state of utter bewilderment and absurdity.

The photo in the file was indeed of the young man who had just brushed past Zhang Chulan.

But his resume...

Name: Lin Mo.

Age: 22 years old.

Background: Orphan, graduated from a regular university with a bachelor's degree.

Recent experience: I've faced repeated setbacks in my job search since graduating from university. I submitted 37 resumes to a local job search website, but didn't get any positions.

Economic situation: He owns neither a house nor a car. Last week, he was almost evicted by his landlord and forced to sleep under a bridge because he could not afford the 500 yuan rent in the urban village.

Latest update: Two days ago, he went to the Lu family of the Ten Elders to apply for a bodyguard job and has now been successfully hired as Lu Linglong's personal security guard.

Xu Xiang stared at the file for a full minute.

He even suspected that the system was malfunctioning.

"A typical working-class person who graduated from an ordinary university and is struggling to pay 500 yuan in rent?"

Xu Xiang muttered to himself, feeling that it was utterly absurd.

"His resume is impeccably clean, with absolutely no trace of sect affiliation or extraordinary family background..."

"But he's a terrifyingly powerful person who can make a baby's heart pound, even making them feel like they'll be slapped to pieces?"

Xu Xiang closed his laptop, his eyes becoming incredibly deep.

This extreme contrast makes Lin Mo's identity seem even more unfathomable.

In this world of supernatural beings, the cleaner one's resume, the deeper one's secrets are hidden.

Xu Xiang stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the night view in the direction of Tianjin.

The Lu family of the Ten Elders.

The unfathomable and mysterious corporate slave.

And then there's Zhang Chulan, who just happened to be passing by.

Is all of this really just a coincidence?

Xu Xiang took a deep breath and immediately made up his mind.

"No, we absolutely cannot let this unstable and terrifying element slip out of our sight."

"I must find a time to personally take the baby and conduct a high-security contact test with this new bodyguard of the Lu family!"

Xu Xiang's fingers, which were resting on the desk, tightened involuntarily.

……

New book launch, hoping for some small gifts to support me!