A street urchin turned academic genius, starting by saving the blind school beauty.

Chapter 109 Disarming a Blade with Bare Hands

Lu Zhaoye took a deep breath as he returned to the blind spot of the surveillance camera. Thinking of what his aunt had just said, a cold glint flashed in Lu Zhaoye's eyes.

After the cafeteria ladies and gentlemen disappeared, Lu Zhaoye did not hesitate and swaggered back to the factory gate at the security office.

The security room was still filled with smoke, and it was pitch black outside. Two middle-aged men were eating instant noodles when they suddenly heard the sound of the glass being pushed open.

"Hello, you two gentlemen, we meet again."

An older man immediately looked up and saw that it was the same kid from that afternoon who had returned. He put down his instant noodles and started cursing.

"You brat, are you looking for trouble? Scaring me in the middle of the night... Wait, young man, don't be impulsive, let's talk this out."

Lu Zhaoye's eyes were cold, a strange smile playing on his lips, as he tossed a brick up and down in his hand.

"Uncle, if you don't know how to communicate properly, I can teach you," Lu Zhaoye said with a ruthless expression, displaying the fierce aura of the blond-haired man.

"We can communicate, we can communicate," the two uncles were also startled, and their legs went weak when they saw the big brick in Lu Zhaoye's hand.

If you only make 3,000 yuan a month, who would work hard for you?

Lu Zhaoye nodded, pointed at the uncle who had cursed him, and said coldly,

"You, call that guy surnamed Cao."

"what?"

"Just tell him that if he doesn't want anyone to know about that, he should get out here right now."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, not understanding what was being said, but Lu Zhaoye wouldn't give him time to react. He immediately raised the brick in his hand again and said in a deep voice,

"What, you don't want to?"

The uncle immediately became obedient and quickly picked up the old phone on the table and dialed a number.

"......"

By the time the man surnamed Cao came out of the door, Lu Zhaoye had already quietly moved to a blind spot in the surveillance camera's view.

Only one person came out, a somewhat overweight, balding middle-aged man wearing old-fashioned blue-rimmed glasses, who looked quite sleazy.

Cao Jian was initially flustered by the guard's tone, thinking that his secret had been exposed, so he immediately ran out.

After all, if someone were to catch him cheating, his wife would definitely kill him.

But when he saw only a young, inexperienced boy standing at the door, his anxiety immediately subsided.

After all, he's just a brat, how could he possibly know about my infidelity?

However, being cautious, he decided to test the waters first, walking up to Lu Zhaoye with a very fake smile on his face.

"Young man, what can I do for you?"

Lu Zhaoye was completely unaware of anything at the moment. The only thing he knew was that the person in front of him had hit Uncle Xu, but he was not flustered at all because he did not believe that a director who exploited his employees could be a good person.

He sneered, giving Cao Jian no friendly look and refusing to engage with Cao Jian's words. Instead, he changed the subject and asked...

"So you're the one surnamed Cao?"

Upon seeing the child's behavior, Cao Jian frowned slightly, becoming even more cautious.

"Yes, it's me. Little friend, what can I do for you?"

Lu Zhaoye was somewhat surprised to hear Cao Jian's cautious tone. He hadn't expected that his handsome appearance wouldn't have made this pig-headed man relax.

However, Lu Zhaoye remained convinced of his belief: this idiot must have done something shameful. So he slowed his speech, a smile playing on his lips.

"What, you've completely forgotten what happened that day?"

Cao Jian's mind went blank for a moment, a flicker of panic crossing his eyes. What happened that day?

Which day was this?

Could it be about going to a hotel with your lover a few days ago, or about embezzling employee wages...?

Cao Jian swallowed hard, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He quickly pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, offered two while bowing and scraping, saying...

"Young man, I... don't quite understand what you mean."

Lu Zhaoye slapped Cao Jian's hand away and said with a sneer,

"If you don't want others to know, then don't do it in the first place."

Cao Jian looked at Lu Zhaoye, whose appearance was so delicate and refined, yet whose tone and demeanor were so steady yet ruthless. He was completely overwhelmed by this contrast, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

"Young man, name your terms, and I'll agree to anything you ask."

Lu Zhaoye was secretly pleased, realizing that his skill in disarming the man with his bare hands had been effective. He quickly changed the subject to disrupt the bald man's train of thought.

Do you know who I am?

Cao Jian had already prepared himself for this brat to make exorbitant demands, but upon hearing Lu Zhaoye's question, he instinctively spoke up.

"have no idea."

"My surname is Xu, and Xu Feng is my father," Lu Zhaoye said.

Cao Jian's eyes widened. He instantly remembered that he had beaten up Xu Feng that morning, but how come he didn't know that Xu Feng had a son?

"You hit my dad, and now my sister's eyes can't be cured."

The more Lu Zhaoye spoke, the colder his expression became, a chilling glint flashing in his eyes. He once again displayed his long-standing image as a blond-haired thug.

"I'm capable of anything."

Upon hearing Lu Zhaoye's words, Cao Jian's vision went black. He, who valued his life above all else, suddenly felt his legs go weak. After all, when people are truly desperate, they are capable of anything.

Lu Zhaoye stared at him and said coldly, word by word.

Where is my dad?

Cao Jian dared not try to be clever and spoke honestly.

"It's in the dormitory behind the factory."

Lu Zhaoye moved closer to Cao Jian, his eyes fixed intently on him.

"How is he?"

"Don't worry, I just locked him in the dorm, he's perfectly fine."

Lu Zhaoye felt relieved, and then he continued,

"Take me to him."

Cao Jian didn't dare to hesitate, so he bowed and nodded, and then led Lu Zhaoye into the factory area.

Lu Zhaoye followed behind him with his hands in his pockets, secretly turning on his phone to record.

They didn't encounter many people along the way; the employees were either on the night shift or already asleep.

So nothing happened along the way, but Cao Jian, who was walking in front, had already come to his senses.

Is this greenhorn kid trying to fool him?

But Cao Jian looked at Lu Zhaoye and realized that he didn't quite look like him. After all, this steady yet ruthless demeanor was not something that an ordinary person could fake.

However, Cao Jian was a man of experience and not one to be trifled with. He turned around, his eyes fixed on Lu Zhaoye, and slowly spoke.

"Young man, are you trying to fool me?"

But Lu Zhaoye already knew that this guy wouldn't back down, after all, he had just changed the subject to distract him.

Once Cao Jian comes to his senses, he will surely attack him again, but that's nothing to him.

He stretched out his left hand, pressed something hard against Cao Jian's waist, narrowed his eyes, and said in a cold voice,

"You can give it a try."