From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

The guard on the left fired first.

Lu Yunzhou pressed down on Su Qingwan's shoulders, and the two of them rushed behind the long table.

Bullets grazed the edge of the table, and sawdust covered them.

He raised his gun in response.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Two guards fell to the ground, one shot in the knee and the other with his wrist pierced, his pistol flying far away.

"Escort Ninth Master away!"

The remaining two overturned the table, blocking Lu Yunzhou's firing path.

The alarm bell is still ringing.

With the showerheads on full blast, the water jets slammed down, soaking the documents on the table into a mess.

The elders rushed towards the side door, knocking over seven or eight chairs in the process.

A guard rushed into the hall, leaning against the doorframe and shouting, "Ninth Master, the first guard post and the stairwell have both fallen! That kid got his gun back, we couldn't stop him!"

Ninth Master stood up, his face crinkling with wrinkles.

"If you can't even hold off a single bodyguard, what use are you to Yundian?"

The guard lowered his head, not daring to reply.

"Take Ninth Master to the safe house!"

The head of the guards stood protectively in front of Ninth Master, saying, "Boss Lei, take the others and go through the back door!"

Lei Hu wiped the water from his face, pointed at Su Qingwan, and roared, "Detain this woman! If that Lu fellow dares to pursue her, cut her first!"

Fengshan, hiding behind the overturned chair, also shouted, "Don't let them get together! Hurry up and do it!"

"Whoever touches her dies."

Lu Yunzhou stood up from behind the table and pointed his gun at Lei Hu.

Lei Hu quickly squatted down.

The guard leader grabbed a solid wood chair and threw it over.

Lu Yunzhou sidestepped and was about to pull Su Qingwan back to the door when the fireproof partition on the right suddenly fell down.

The heavy mahogany door crashed down from the top, separating the two people.

Lu Yunzhou kicked the door, but it only shook a few times.

Su Qingwan's reprimand came from behind the door.

"Let me go!"

"Chairman Su, please bear with me for a moment."

Lei Hu, panting heavily, asked, "How good is your bodyguard?"

"I'd like to see if he can take down all fifty-odd people in the underground district!"

Immediately afterward, the sound of the scabbard hitting the table reached Lu Yunzhou's ears.

"Sit still!"

One of the guards shouted, "If she dares to resist again, I'll slit her throat first!"

Lu Yunzhou paused for a moment while holding the gun.

Su Qingwan was right behind the door.

Her breathing, the rustling of her clothes, and the soft sound of the blade pressing against her flesh were all clearly captured by her enhanced hearing.

"Yunzhou, don't worry about me!"

Su Qingwan called out from behind the door, "Go find Zhou Cheng and tell him to send people over!"

"Want to call someone now?"

Lei Hu interrupted her, "It's too late! The underground area is sealed off; he can't get out today!"

Lu Yunzhou took two steps back and looked up at the end of the passage.

More than twenty guards advanced in two rows.

The front row held riot shields and short batons, while the back row held guns.

Water flowed down their clothes, their shoes waded through the puddles, and their footsteps drew closer.

"Put down your weapons!"

"Kneel down with your hands behind your head!"

Lu Yunzhou removed the magazine and glanced at it.

Six shots left.

He pushed the magazine back up and ripped off the water-damaged headset.

"What if I don't kneel?"

The man leading the group, hiding behind a shield, said, "Ninth Master has given the order: any resistance will be dealt with on the spot. If you take another step, we'll open fire!"

Lu Yunzhou took a step forward.

"open."

Gunshots rang out immediately.

He flipped over the metal cart on the side, using the cart to block the first volley of bullets.

The metal sheet bulged and dented repeatedly, and the cart was forced to back away by the impact.

Lu Yunzhou braced himself against the wall and fired four shots in quick succession.

Four gunmen in the back row were shot in the arm.

As soon as the formation broke, he pushed the metal cart into the front row, causing the shield and the people to fall over together.

A short stick came crashing down from the right.

Lu Yunzhou raised his arm to block, and then grabbed the other person's wrist with his other hand.

A dull thud came from the joints as the short stick fell into his hand.

"Stop him!"

"Don't let him get through!"

Three knives came at him at the same time.

Lu Yunzhou parried two blows with a short stick, but was stabbed a third time in the shoulder.

The blade sliced ​​through the outer layer of the suit but got stuck in the inner bulletproof lining.

He ducked and bumped into the other person's chest, his elbow hitting the other person's chin.

As the man fell backward, Lu Yunzhou took the triangular military dagger from his waist.

One shot, one thrust.

The two people at the front plunged into the floodwater.

There was only one bullet left in the gun.

Lu Yunzhou raised his hand and turned off the corridor light.

With the lights off and the water curtain obscuring their vision, the guards could only fire wildly forward.

"Cease fire! We still have our own people up ahead!"

"He's on the left!"

"There's no one on the left, he's coming from the middle!"

Screams echoed one after another.

Lu Yunzhou hugged the wall as he passed through the crowd, slashing one gunman's arm with his military dagger before turning and breaking another man's nose.

Someone grabbed his waist from behind, and he stepped on the other person's instep and struck their temple with his elbow.

A short stick struck him on the forehead.

Lu Yunzhou staggered a couple of steps, and warm blood flowed over his brow bone into his right eye.

"He's injured!"

"Capture him, and Ninth Master will reward you handsomely!"

A dozen or so people surrounded them, brandishing knives and clubs.

Lu Yunzhou wiped away the blood that was obstructing his vision, and held the military dagger horizontally in front of him.

"Those who can still stand, come at me together!"

Five minutes later, only the sound of water remained in the main passage.

The fallen guards covered both sides.

Some people were writhing in pain while clutching their wounds, while others lay motionless in the water.

The fire hose, carrying blood, flowed into the drain, and the fragments of documents blocking it were also stained red.

Lu Yunzhou leaned against the wall and took a few breaths.

Two bullets struck his chest, both stopped by his bulletproof suit, but the pain from the impact seeped into his bones.

He was hit several times on the back and had a cut on his left arm.

The secrets of creation circulate rapidly within the meridians.

He straightened his back, switched the bayonet to his right hand, and continued walking toward the conference hall.

Lei Hu's voice came from behind the door again.

"It's been over ten minutes, and it still hasn't been dealt with?"

A guard replied, "Mr. Lei, we can't get in touch with the people outside."

"Useless! Send another group!"

"There's no one left to send..."

The room was silent for a few seconds.

Fengshan's voice changed: "More than fifty people, all gone?"

Lei Hu shouted angrily, "What's the panic? Su Qingwan is in our hands! If he dares to come in, we'll use this woman as a shield!"

Su Qingwan said softly, "Lei Hu, you'd better pray he doesn't get in."

"You dare threaten me?"

"Once he pushes open this door, you might not even have a chance to beg for mercy."

Lei Hu grabbed a pen from the table and threw it at Su Qingwan.

"Shut up!"

Footsteps sounded outside the door.

It was slow; every step I took plunged into puddles.

Lei Hu turned his head and stared at the mahogany door, his throat bobbing several times.

"Keep the knife firmly pressed down! If the door opens, cripple her arm first!"

The guard grabbed Su Qingwan's hair and held a general's sword to her neck.

The next moment, the entire mahogany door detached from the frame and crashed into the hall.

Splinters of wood flew into the bottom of the long table.

Lu Yunzhou stepped through the door and walked in.

Blood was still flowing from his forehead, his suit was riddled with bullet holes and knife marks, and the triangular bayonet in his hand hung limply at his side, blood dripping into the water along the blade groove.

Su Qingwan raised her head, her breath catching in her throat.

Lu Yunzhou looked at her and grinned.

"Mr. Su, I'm late!"