From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

The Porsche drove into the old industrial area of ​​Donggang, with only two minutes left on the navigation system's countdown timer.

Mu Qingying was tied up deep inside the cold storage, behind a layer of iron mesh, with rope wrapped around her wrists and waist, and her mouth taped shut.

My newly bought white shirt was covered in dust this afternoon, and my hair was a mess.

Upon seeing Lu Yunzhou clearly, she shook her head frantically.

More than a dozen people stood outside the iron fence, their faces covered by black masks, holding steel pipes and short knives in their hands.

There was another person guarding behind Mu Qingying, the blade pressed against her shoulder and neck.

Lu Yunzhou glanced at the exit and the positions of the crowd.

The main entrance was blocked off, and three people guarded each of the left and right passages.

The wire mesh was driven into the ground with expansion bolts, and the knife-wielder was hidden behind Mu Qingying, with no angle to strike.

The leader tapped the ground with a steel pipe: "Hand over Yuanchuan's winning bid contract and the VIP black card Xiao Sihai gave you tonight."

The other party was able to say these two things, and had been staring at him for some time.

The kidnapping was just to force him inside; there was no intention of a fair exchange.

Lu Yunzhou took half a step forward, his right hand gripping the silver needle box in his pocket.

The man guarding inside the iron fence grabbed Mu Qingying's hair and pressed a short knife against her neck.

A red mark immediately appeared on her skin, and she was forced to tilt her head back, only a suppressed sob escaping her throat.

From this angle, the silver needle had to pass through the iron mesh while also brushing against Mu Qingying's face.

If she were even half an inch off, she would be the first to get hurt.

Lu Yunzhou felt a tightness in his chest.

He's willing to take risks and dares to fight.

But with the knife pressed against Mu Qingying, he couldn't afford to lose control.

Lu Yunzhou threw the silver needle box and his phone to his feet: "I can't gamble with her life. Come at me."

Two thugs stepped forward to search him, took his car keys, and kicked the silver needle box into the corner.

The leader raised his hand.

Eight thugs formed a circle, and first smashed steel pipes at Lu Yunzhou's shoulders and back.

He turned to protect the back of his head, but just as the first blow landed, his legs were swept from the side, and he crashed into the iron net.

Mu Qingying was right behind him, separated by the net.

Lu Yunzhou did not dodge, but instead positioned his body in front of the iron gate.

A thug kicked from the side, and Lu Yunzhou took two steps back, his right foot stepping into the drainage ditch.

The steel pipe swept across his ankle, making a cracking sound from the bone. He knelt down on one knee, his forehead covered in sweat.

Lu Yunzhou did not fight back. Over the course of more than ten minutes, the thugs took turns attacking him.

Whenever someone approached the iron fence, Lu Yunzhou would prop himself up to block them.

His arms protected all the vital areas, but his ribs and right ankle were getting increasingly painful.

Later, he could only stand by leaning against the iron fence, and a pool of blood had gathered at his feet.

The tape on Mu Qingying's mouth was soaked with tears.

She kept banging against the back of the chair, trying to make them stop, but she couldn't make a complete sound.

Seeing Lu Yunzhou fall, the leader finally called a halt.

He squatted down beside him, used a steel pipe to lift Lu Yunzhou's chin, and warned Lu Yunzhou to hand over the items within three days, and not to investigate who was behind tonight.

Lu Yunzhou didn't respond, but he remembered the scorpion tattoo on the other person's right hand.

A dozen or so people left in two vans, their tires crunching over gravel, and they quickly disappeared outside the factory wall.

Lu Yunzhou waited a while before looking up.

Unable to put his right foot on the ground, he could only drag his body with his left leg to crawl to the iron gate.

The latch was welded with a steel bar about the thickness of a thumb. He grabbed the door frame, pressed his inner energy into his arm, and pulled three times before he finally broke the weld.

The iron gate crashed to the ground.

Lu Yunzhou picked up the short knife left behind by the kidnappers and cut the ropes binding Mu Qingying.

After the tape was removed, she pounced on him before she could even catch her breath.

When she touched his ribs, she stopped and only dared to support his arm.

Mu Qingying's lips trembled uncontrollably: "You clearly could have won, so why did you just stand there and let them beat you?"

Lu Yunzhou wiped the blood from his mouth: "With the knife to your side, I can't gamble."

She lowered her head, tears falling one after another onto his clothes.

Lu Yunzhou braced himself against the iron gate and stood up. His vision went black twice, but he still bent down to pick up his phone.

The screen is broken, and pressing it a few times has no effect.

Mu Qingying was about to help him go out to find someone, but Lu Yunzhou grabbed her wrist: "You can't tell Feng Qianyi, Su Qingwan, and Shen Luoyan about this. If the news gets out, they'll arrest you again."

She wanted to object, but her gaze fell on his collapsed right foot, and the words stuck in her throat.

A few seconds later, Mu Qingying nodded vigorously.

She lifted Lu Yunzhou's arm and moved step by step out of the factory.

The Porsche parked outside had all four tires flat, and the kidnappers had taken the car keys.

There were no taxis nearby, and my phone wouldn't turn on.

The two walked to the freight road outside the industrial zone. Lu Yunzhou could no longer hold on and could only sit down against the railing.

An empty refrigerated transport truck drove up in the distance.

Mu Qingying stood in the middle of the road and waved.

The driver stepped on the brakes, peered out and saw Lu Yunzhou covered in blood, and immediately prepared to drive around him.

Mu Qingying took off her earring and stuffed it into the driver's hand, agreeing to pay 100,000 yuan for the fare.

The driver glanced at the earrings, then at Lu Yunzhou standing by the guardrail, and finally opened the car door.

Mu Qingying helped Lu Yunzhou lie down on the chair and patted his face, saying, "Lu Yunzhou, don't fall asleep. You said you'd go to Kyoto to see my parents in six months, not even a day less."

Lu Yunzhou wanted to agree, but his throat was filled with the taste of blood.

He could only lift his eyelids and grab her sleeve.

A refrigerated truck crashed into the emergency room of the municipal hospital.

When the security guard saw that someone in the car was injured, he quickly called a nurse.

When the gurney was wheeled into the emergency room, Lu Yunzhou had already lost most of his consciousness.

In the observation area, a team of doctors is making their rounds.

The woman walking at the front was wearing a white coat and carrying a medical record in her hand.

She heard the sound of wheels, turned around, and stopped.

Luo Qingyi hurried towards the bed: "Lu Yunzhou, why did you get yourself into this state again?"