Clothes Lifted Up! The Entire Internet Was Astonished by the Practical Male Dog Waist!

The yellow and blue beach volleyball spun violently in mid-air, even producing a sharp whooshing sound due to its excessive speed.

This out-of-control ball carries Zhao Kuo's rage and frustration after exhausting himself, as well as his extreme resentment at being treated like a monkey.

It veered completely off course, like a cannonball, crashing straight into the huge parasol outside the field.

Under the umbrella, Jiang Ruoyun was lounging lazily on a deck chair, her fair fingers holding a slice of bright red, chilled watermelon.

This heiress, the daughter of Beijing's richest man and always surrounded by layers of bodyguards, had absolutely no experience in dealing with sudden dangers.

Her peach blossom eyes, which always exuded a cool and world-weary aura, widened slightly in surprise.

In her pupils, the rapidly magnifying reflection of the volleyball grew clearer and clearer, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped her delicate and flawless face.

It's too fast, everything happened way too fast.

Lin Chacha, who was holding a glass of juice next to her, was so frightened that she let out a scream that shattered on the beach.

Zhou Yuxuan, watching from the screen, was also stunned. Although he wanted to see Lin Mo make a fool of herself, he absolutely did not have the guts to let the daughter of the Jiang Group be disfigured under his nose.

The person closest to the cameraman, who seemed to be the eldest brother, even instinctively closed his eyes, unable to bear witnessing the tragedy that was about to unfold.

At that critical moment, when everyone thought Jiang Ruoyun was bound to suffer a fatal head injury, it was a life-or-death situation.

Lin Mo, who had been slowly "sleepwalking" in front of the internet like a severely paralyzed patient, moved.

That lazy facade, forever etched with "I want to go home" and "I'm so sleepy," seemed to be completely torn apart in a fraction of a second.

The dead fish eyes hidden behind the dark toad-like sunglasses suddenly flashed with a sharp, cold light!

Dragons have scales that cannot be touched; they will surely enrage you.

Although Lin Mo only wanted to be a lazy bum every day, he was a man who had "food protection" ingrained in his bones.

His future long-term meal ticket, the beautiful pendant he painstakingly raised to be fair and plump.

Is this something that these useless people, created by consuming protein powder, are allowed to touch?!

That's practically suicide.

Without the slightest hesitation, without any unnecessary preparation.

Lin Mo stomped his right foot hard on the ground.

That ten-yuan plastic flip-flop instantly created a sand pit more than ten centimeters deep on the soft sand!

The violent power traveled upwards from his ankles, calves, and thighs, like an ancient dragon awakening.

No running start whatsoever!

Lin Mo was like a surface-to-air missile that had been detonated, rising directly into the air!

His jumping ability defied Newton's law of universal gravitation, leaving a chilling afterimage in mid-air.

In order to intercept the volleyball in the shortest possible time, he stretched his entire body to its maximum extent in mid-air.

This movement was like a thunderclap, a devastating event.

Because the explosive force at takeoff was so terrifying, it created a strong upward airflow.

Lin Mo's enormous sun protection suit, which netizens ridiculed as a "mobile tin foil tent," was a striking image.

Along with the faded, loose-fitting gray oversized T-shirt underneath.

In an instant, it was mercilessly and violently lifted upwards by this gust of wind!

The large fabric billowed and fluttered across Lin Mo's chest like a parachute.

Then, the "ultimate secret," which had been vaguely revealed when climbing the tree, was now presented even more openly and completely exposed to the lenses of dozens of high-definition cameras.

The sunlight poured down on that body without obstruction.

Underneath his clothes, there was neither a beer belly caused by drinking goji berry tea, nor a skinny chest from years of inactivity.

Instead, it is a perfect body with extremely smooth lines, every inch of skin containing terrifying explosive power!

There isn't even a gram of excess fat, nor the stiff, rigid, and artificially inflated muscles found in gyms.

This is a true "practical dog waist"!

The abdominal muscles, as if carved by a knife and axe, present deep, perfect grooves, exuding a deadly allure full of wildness and aggression.

Every muscle fiber pulsates with breathtaking male hormones under the sunlight.

Compared to Lin Mo's physique at this moment, Zhou Yuxuan's eight-pack abs, covered in tanning oil and glistening with moisture, were quite impressive.

It's just like mass-produced, water-injected pork from a supermarket freezer—cheap, superficial, and utterly soulless!

In the monitoring room, the director's walkie-talkie fell to the ground with a "thud," and he was completely unaware that scalding hot tea had splashed all over his crotch.

The female interns who were filming immediately covered their mouths, so excited that they stopped breathing.

Meanwhile, an epic network outage occurred on the country's largest video broadcasting platform.

Although everyone already knew Lin Mo had a good physique, in the half-second it took to see those unreserved, explosive abs, the previously noisy and frantically scrolling comments still went completely blank.

At this moment, 80 million online viewers collectively lost the ability to type, their minds completely shattered by the overwhelming contrast.

Half a second later.

The accumulated exclamation marks erupted like a volcano, completely flooding the entire screen!

[! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】

[Holy crap! Holy ...

[What the hell is this old man with kidney deficiency?! He's a walking hormone nuclear bomb!]

[A true, top-tier V-shaped waist! This is the real deal! I declare Zhou Yuxuan's dead muscles have been executed on the spot once again!]

[I'm sorry, Lin Shen, I shouldn't have called you "Retired Grandpa" before. From today onwards, you are my one and only male bodhisattva!]

So he wasn't wearing all those thick layers for sun protection, he was wearing them to keep out us bunch of female hooligans!

The audience's frenzied screams could not affect the flow of time in mid-air.

Just as the volleyball was only half a meter away from Jiang Ruoyun's face, and even the chill on the watermelon could feel the strong wind brought by the volleyball.

A large, well-defined hand, long and powerful, descended from the sky like an eagle's claw forged from steel.

Lin Mo caught the high-speed volleyball with one hand in mid-air!

There was a muffled "bang".

The volleyball's immense kinetic energy exploded in his palm, yet it couldn't make his arm yield even a millimeter.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Lin Mo stood in mid-air in a fully drawn bow posture, his sharp waist gleaming dangerously in the sunlight.

"Who do you think you are, daring to touch my people?"

Behind his sunglasses, Lin Mo's eyes were as cold as ice.

With nowhere to grab hold in mid-air, this is the ultimate test of a person's absolute core strength.

Lin Mo's core muscles suddenly contracted and exerted extreme force, causing the grooves on his eight-pack abs to deepen instantly.

The violent force traveled through each lumbar vertebra, like a tightly wound spring being released in an instant.

The muscles in his right arm bulged high, and his wrist, with terrifying explosive force, suddenly twisted downwards!

"Get back inside!"

Accompanied by Lin Mo's cold shout.

The volleyball that was originally aimed at Jiang Ruoyun was violently slammed back along the same path by him with ten times the force of the previous volleyball!

This is no longer a volleyball game.

That's like launching a heavy cruise missile that flies right close to the ground!

The volleyball transformed into a blur almost invisible to the naked eye, tearing through the air with a sharp, explosive sound.

Zhao Kuo, who was opposite him, had just landed, and hadn't even had time to wipe the ferocious smile from the corner of his mouth.

The yellow and blue shadow of death had already covered a distance of more than ten meters and arrived in front of him in an instant.

Zhao Kuo couldn't even muster the thought of running away; his mind went completely blank.

"Bang--!!!"

A sickening, chilling sound of flesh colliding echoed across the empty beach.

The volleyball struck Zhao Kuo's unsuspecting stomach with pinpoint accuracy, like a heavy iron hammer weighing a hundred pounds.

The terrifying impact created a visible ripple of fat on Zhao Kuo's stomach.

"vomit--!"

Zhao Kuo didn't even have time to scream before his eyes bulged out and became bloodshot.

He looked like a shrimp that had been scalded by boiling water, instantly contorting into a twisted, shrimp-like shape.

The massive body, weighing over 170 pounds, was thrown backward two meters by the force of the impact, its feet leaving the ground.

Finally, it crashed heavily into the sandpit, raising a cloud of golden dust.

Zhao Kuo clutched his stomach tightly with both hands, his face turning purplish-red.

The acid in his stomach surged up like a fountain, and he lay on the sand, his eyes rolling back wildly, his limbs twitching, and he began to dry heave violently.

The extreme satisfaction of seeing the wicked reap the bitter fruit instantly brought the entire live stream to a fever pitch, with the screen filled with cheers of delight.

The instigator was Lin Mo.

It landed gracefully and steadily next to Jiang Ruoyun's recliner, like a light feather.

His chest rose and fell slightly as he breathed softly.

That burst of energy just now definitely took a lot out of him.

The floral sun hat, the same style worn by the middle-aged woman, was still firmly on her head, and even her sunglasses were not tilted at all.

However, due to the wind resistance during the fall, the sun protection clothing and T-shirt that had been blown away were still hanging messily above his chest.

It didn't immediately fall down to cover up that breathtakingly beautiful figure.

Under the sunlight, sweat slowly slid down the creases of his perfectly sculpted abs, exuding a fatal masculine charm.

On the recliner, Jiang Ruoyun was completely dumbfounded.

The slice of fresh, chilled watermelon she was holding fell to the sand with a "plop," becoming covered in mud and sand.

But this young lady, who has always been a severe germaphobe, had no time to care about the watermelon on the ground.

Her small mouth was slightly open, and she clearly swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva.

Jiang Ruoyun's peach blossom eyes, which should have been filled with tears of fright, now looked as if they were glued shut.

He stared intently, without blinking, at Lin Mo's incredibly muscular abs, which were less than half a meter away and still taut.

The surrounding noise, Zhao Kuo's screams, and the camera lens all seemed to disappear from her world at that moment.

Jiang Ruoyun felt that her brain had completely shut down, leaving only a most primitive, instinctive impulse belonging to visual animals.

She was like a puppet whose mind had been bewitched.

Under the intense surge of hormones, Jiang Ruoyun inexplicably raised her right arm.

She extended a slender, pale index finger and, trembling, gently poked at Lin Mo's still-sweating, firm abdominal muscles...