From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

The back door of the bar closed, and the noisy drumbeats were blocked by the iron gate.

Lu Yunzhou walked two blocks before hailing a taxi.

He got off the bus at an intersection two kilometers from the old Beiling Waterworks, turned off his phone's GPS, and continued north along the abandoned road.

At 00:52, the old water plant appeared ahead.

There were piles of broken bricks outside the wall, and several sections of the barbed wire had collapsed.

Two lights were on at the main gate, and three men were guarding the gatehouse.

There is a surveillance camera in the northeast corner of the factory area, with the camera rotating every ten seconds.

Lu Yunzhou lay hidden behind the pile of waste, observing the situation inside.

There are six patrolmen, working in pairs, who patrol the factory area every twenty minutes.

There were four men guarding the entrance to the main building, each with a short knife at their waist.

Nearly an hour later, Lu Yunzhou had memorized the route.

There was a drainage ditch outside the back wall, but the water had long since dried up.

The bottom of the canal connects to the old pumping station, which conveniently avoids two surveillance cameras.

At 1:47, the patrol team changed shifts.

Lu Yunzhou climbed into the ditch and walked forward through the mud.

The old injury hasn't fully healed yet, and my right foot still feels a bit heavy when I land, but fortunately it doesn't affect my mobility.

Two men were standing at the back door of the pump house.

One of them was looking down at his phone, while the other was leaning against the pipe smoking.

Lu Yunzhou hid in the shadows behind the cement block, and only after the patrol lights turned towards the warehouse did he bend down and pick up half a broken brick.

He weighed the brick in his palm, flicked his wrist, and the broken brick grazed the ground, hitting the iron bucket five meters away.

With a loud crash, the iron bucket overturned and rolled half a circle outside the empty pump room.

The smoking man cursed, turned around to look, and the cigarette butt between his fingers flickered in the night.

Lu Yunzhou seized the opportunity to rush out from behind the cement block, his steps quick and light.

He covered the man's mouth from behind and slammed his elbow into the man's neck.

The man groaned, his legs went weak, and the legs slowly slid down his arm.

The man playing on his phone heard the noise and looked up, only to find Lu Yunzhou already right in front of him.

A punch landed precisely on the chin, and the man fell backward.

Lu Yunzhou gently supported his shoulders and back, supporting the back of his head as he lowered him down, ensuring that the body made no sound.

He quickly dragged the two security guards into the nearby ditch and took one of them's access card and walkie-talkie.

A hissing sound came from the walkie-talkie. He lowered the volume, and as the patrol lights moved away again, he swiped his card, pushed open the back door of the pump room, and quietly entered the factory area.

The room was filled with old, discarded pipes, and the narrowest part was only wide enough for one person to pass through.

Lu Yunzhou moved forward along the pipe, dodging the first group of patrolmen, and arrived at the power distribution box.

He pressed the third switch.

All the lights in the west warehouse went out.

Three members of the Crimson Scales Society came over with flashlights to inspect.

The man at the front had just rounded the pipe when Lu Yunzhou grabbed him by the neck and slammed him against the wall.

Before the two behind him could even regain their footing, one was kicked in the back of the knee, and the other was elbowed.

The three people collapsed behind the pipe, not even having time to touch the alarm.

Lu Yunzhou continued to approach the main building.

As I passed the boiler room, a question came through the walkie-talkie.

The patrol team has discovered that the gatekeeper has lost contact.

Several beams of flashlight shone from the front.

Lu Yunzhou did not dodge anymore.

He grabbed a steel pipe from the wall and charged towards the six members of the Crimson Scale Society.

The steel pipe swept across, and one person's shoulder collapsed.

The second man swung his knife at Lu Yunzhou's abdomen, but he dodged it by turning to the side, and his wrist was also struck by a stick.

The other four blocked the exit.

The space here is too cramped; they can't all go up together.

Lu Yunzhou grabbed the man at the front and pushed him away, knocking down the three men behind him.

The last person swung a stick and struck Lu Yunzhou in the right rib.

The pain from his old wound made Lu Yunzhou pause, and his anger flared up.

He grabbed the stick and pulled it forward, then his knee struck the other man in the abdomen.

The man knelt on the ground, spitting out acidic liquid, and soon lost the ability to resist.

The factory alarm finally went off.

More than a dozen people rushed out of the dormitory and the main building, some carrying knives and others carrying iron bars.

Lu Yunzhou leaned against a cement pillar, preventing them from surrounding him.

The dagger grazed past his collar.

He grabbed the man with the knife by the arm and flung him into the crowd.

Two more iron bars fell from the side, but he raised his arm to block them.

True energy flowed into his legs.

Lu Yunzhou kicked aside the three people in front of him and rushed into the main building by stepping on the fallen iron frame.

There were seven people standing in the hall.

The man walking in the middle was shirtless, with three silver studs in his right ear.

The green snake bronze ring on his right hand was exactly the same as the one in the cold storage factory.

Lu Yunzhou could no longer suppress the fire in his chest.

Snake Seven's chubby face twitched: "So it was you. You've endured so much and you're still not crippled. You're tough as nails."

Lu Yunzhou took off his mask: "You've messed with Mu Qingying, so you'll have to pay the price tonight."

Snake Seven raised his hand and waved, and six of his men surrounded him at the same time.

The blades, reflecting the overhead light, fell one after another.

Lu Yunzhou took two steps forward and bumped into one of the men, sending him flying with his shoulder.

Two knives on the right side stabbed towards his waist.

The two knives collided, and the person holding the knife was kicked to the ground.

The remaining three were about to step forward when Lu Yunzhou picked up an iron rod from beside his feet and repeatedly struck their knees.

Several cries of pain rang out in the hall, and all six people collapsed to the ground.

Snake Seven seized the opportunity to rush forward.

The short knife in his hand went straight for Lu Yunzhou's neck, stabbing him three times, each stab aimed at a vital spot.

Lu Yunzhou dodged the first two cuts, but the third cut grazed his shoulder.

Snake Seven tried to stab again, but Lu Yunzhou slapped his right arm with a palm.

Bone fractured.

The short sword slipped from his hand and fell, but was caught by Lu Yunzhou.

He flicked his wrist, and the blade pierced through Snake Seven's right shoulder, pinning him to the wooden wall.

Snake Seven was in so much pain that his face turned ashen, and his left leg trembled uncontrollably.

Snake Seven gritted his teeth: "Don't kill me. I'll tell you everything you want to know."

Lu Yunzhou pressed down on the hilt of his knife: "Who paid you to arrest people?"

Snake Seven dared not hide any longer.

The person who was looking for him was Duan Wei, Feng Shan's secretary.

Duan Wei asked for 800,000 yuan, with a deposit of 200,000 yuan to be paid

An additional 600,000 will be paid after the matter is completed.

The other party's requirements were also very clear.

They broke Lu Yunzhou's right leg and took away Yuanchuan Construction's project contract for the Nanwan Old Port.

The kidnapping of Mu Qingying was solely to force Lu Yunzhou to go to the cold storage factory alone.

After hearing this, Lu Yunzhou increased the pressure on his hands.

The knife pressed against the wound on Snake Seven's shoulder, and he managed to squeeze out a painful groan from his throat.

Desperate to save his life, he also gave Duan Wei's phone number and the meeting place.

Lu Yunzhou memorized the name Fengshan.

Snake Seven lowered his head: "I've said everything I need to say, spare my life."

As soon as he spoke, he tucked his left hand into his sleeve.

A thin steel nail flew out.

Lu Yunzhou dodged to the side; the steel nail grazed his mask and embedded itself in the wall behind him.

Snake Seven drew the short knife from his shoulder and turned to run out the door.

Lu Yunzhou took two steps to catch up and kicked him in the back.

Snake Seven fell to the ground, and just as it was about to roll over, its second kick landed on its throat.

True energy surged into the neck bones.

Snake Seven clutched his neck, scraped his heels on the ground a few times, and quickly stopped.

Lu Yunzhou picked up the fallen green snake bronze ring and his gaze fell on the snake's head.

Snake Seven's accounts are settled.

Next, it was Duan Wei and Feng Shan's turn.