From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

The newcomers were two uniformed police officers.

The man in front, a man in his thirties with a square face, glanced around the messy living room as he entered, his gaze finally settling on Lu Yunzhou.

"We received a report of intentional assault. Who committed the act?"

Lu Yunzhou put down his chopsticks and stood up: "I made it."

He didn't intend to explain.

People like Zhao Liqun have a network of connections behind them. These two policemen coming over in the middle of the night were clearly not there to uphold justice.

Sure enough, before he finished speaking, the two men pulled out handcuffs and walked straight toward him, skipping the questioning process altogether.

Ye Churan shoved her chair aside with a bang and rushed in front of Lu Yunzhou, spreading her arms to block him: "Wait a minute! Zhao Liqun broke into my house first with malicious intent towards me. Lu Yunzhou was protecting me! You can't just arrest people like this without asking any questions!"

"Get out of the way!"

The square-faced policeman shoved her arm away, his voice harsh, "Obstructing law enforcement, take you away too!"

Ye Churan staggered back a step, her face deathly pale.

Lu Yunzhou glanced at her, and already knew what was going on.

Zhao Liqun's uncle works in the bureau; with that little influence, it would be easy for him to send two people over to interrogate him.

Resisting now would only add another charge of resisting arrest, which isn't worth it.

He reached out and pulled Ye Churan behind him, whispering, "Teacher Ye, don't panic, I'll cooperate with them, everything will be alright."

"No!"

Ye Churan gripped his sleeve tightly, her voice trembling, "They're clearly Zhao Liqun's gang. What good will it do you if you go with them?"

Lu Yunzhou gently pried her fingers apart and smiled at her: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

The cold handcuffs were fastened to his wrists, and two policemen, one on each side, led him out.

Ye Churan stood by the broken door frame, trembling so badly she could barely stand.

Watching Lu Yunzhou's figure disappear around the corner of the stairwell, she bit her lip and stood there stunned for three seconds before turning around and rushing back into the room, frantically searching for his number on her phone.

Forty minutes later.

Lu Yunzhou was shoved into an interrogation room and his hands were handcuffed behind his back on a chair.

But this is not a police station.

He kept an eye on the direction of travel, and the car turned into the southern industrial zone of the city, finally stopping in an office building converted from an abandoned factory.

The room was dimly lit, with only one incandescent light overhead, the light shining down on it glaringly.

He leaned back in his chair, his breathing steady.

He'd seen all sorts of interrogation methods during his years in the army, so this little scene wouldn't scare him.

The current situation is clear: he can break through this building with his strength, but what happens after he breaks through?

It's foolish to confront public authorities head-on before even dealing with Chu Tiankuo's power.

We need to find someone.

After a moment's thought, I realized there was only one person in Sheng'an City who could challenge the police system.

Su Qingwan.

Before he could think any further, the iron gate was pulled open from the outside.

Two men in plain clothes walked in; one was short and stocky with a buzz cut, and the other was tall and thin with a gold chain.

The man with the buzz cut locked the door behind him, and the man with the gold chain dragged a chair over and sat down opposite him, crossing his legs.

"Confession".

Jin Lianzi pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and tossed it onto Lu Yunzhou's lap. "Sign it, and you'll suffer less. Don't sign it..."

He grinned, "Then don't blame the brothers for being rough."

"Before you sign," Lu Yunzhou looked up at him, "I need to make a phone call."

"Call up?"

The man with the buzz cut chimed in from the side, scoffing, "Don't you know who you've offended? Who's going to bail you out? What are you daydreaming about?"

Lu Yunzhou didn't reply, glanced at the confession, and twitched his lips: "I won't sign it."

The smile on Jin Lianzi's face vanished, and his eyes darkened.

He and the man with the buzz cut exchanged a glance, and they both stood up at the same time.

Jin Lianzi raised his leg and kicked Lu Yunzhou in the abdomen.

In his view, a person with their hands cuffed behind their back had taken a solid kick and was definitely not going anywhere.

Halfway down the path, Lu Yunzhou twisted his wrist.

He channeled his inner energy into his arms, and the steel handcuffs emitted a piercing metallic crack as the rings snapped open.

His left hand shot out like lightning, his five fingers gripping the gold chain's ankle, while his right leg shot out, his heel striking precisely the side of the opponent's knee.

"Click."

With a dull thud as if his bones had dislocated, Jin Lianzi collapsed to the ground, his knees twisting outwards at an eerie angle, letting out a pig-like scream.

The man with the buzz cut reacted quickly, grabbing a nearby metal folding chair and swinging it over.

Lu Yunzhou raised his forearm to block, and the iron chair hit his forearm with a dull thud. The chair leg bent on the spot, and fragments scattered all over the ground.

The man with the buzz cut nearly popped his eyes out. He instinctively reached into his pocket, pulled out a stun gun, and thrust it toward Lu Yunzhou's chest, blue arcs of electricity crackling around it.

Lu Yunzhou dodged to the side, grabbed the other man's wrist holding the stick with his right hand, and twisted it outwards.

Another sound of bone cracking.

The man with the buzz cut bent his wrist at an impossible angle, and the stun gun bounced twice on the ground.

Lu Yunzhou casually pulled him down, throwing him next to the gold chain.

Only the sounds of two people rolling on the floor and groaning could be heard in the interrogation room.

Lu Yunzhou bent down and took out his phone from his buzz cut pants pocket.

"password."

The man with the buzz cut was sweating profusely from the pain and trembled as he recited a six-digit number.

Lu Yunzhou unlocked his phone and dialed a number.

It rang three times before being answered.

"Who is it?"

Su Qingwan's voice came through the receiver, carrying a hint of languor from just waking up.

"President Su, this is Lu Yunzhou."

There was a moment of silence on the other end, followed by a soft chuckle: "Calling me at this hour, have you thought it through? Are you willing to agree to my conditions?"

"We'll talk about the terms another day. I've been taken to a place in the south of the city, under the guise of the police, but it's actually a private interrogation room. They want to force me to sign a confession."

"Oh?"

Su Qingwan's tone held a hint of interest. "You've offended them thoroughly. Tell me, who is this person?"

"Zhao Liqun, your connections with the Education Bureau."

"understood."

Su Qingwan responded with a faint "Wait."

The phone hangs up.

Lu Yunzhou threw his phone on the ground, sat back down in his chair, and closed his eyes to rest.

The two people on the ground were curled up like shrimp, not daring to breathe, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at him.

Not long after, hurried footsteps came from outside the iron gate, followed by a violent banging on the door.

The door was locked from the inside. After waiting a few seconds without receiving a response, the people outside used a breaching machine.

"Bang!"

The iron gate was knocked away, bounced off the wall, and then bounced back.

A dozen fully armed police officers filed in, shields, batons, riot helmets, and completely surrounded the interrogation room.

"Quick! Subdue him! He assaulted a police officer!"

The man with the gold chain on the ground perked up immediately upon seeing people approaching, clutching his knee and screaming, "This guy's a violent criminal! Call an ambulance!"

"Shut the fuck up."

A gruff voice came from behind the crowd.

The police officers automatically made way for a bald, middle-aged man who stepped in.

He wasn't very tall, but his belly was sticking out quite far. The buttons on his uniform were taut, and he had two bars and two stars on his epaulets.

Qian Dabao.

The deputy director of the municipal bureau, and Zhao Liqun's maternal uncle.

His gaze fell on Lu Yunzhou, sizing him up twice, and he sneered, "You've got some nerve, injuring law enforcement officers on my turf. Do you know what that's called? It's an even bigger crime."

Lu Yunzhou looked up at him, his posture relaxed, his tone indifferent: "Have your superiors come and talk to me."

"What?"

Qian Dabao's face immediately darkened, and he slammed his hand on the table next to him. "Do I need to involve my superiors to deal with a small-time thug like you?"

He turned and waved to the armed police officers behind him: "Get him! Cripple his limbs first!"

A dozen or so men, wielding shields and batons, pressed towards Lu Yunzhou.

"Stop right there!"

A deep, powerful voice boomed in from outside the door.

Everyone froze at the same time, turning around to look at the doorway.