Chapter 22: Bloody Battle at Fuman Tower

Lu Feng's choice to take action was not only due to some implicit hint from Li Hongze, but more because his own mindset had been shattered.

In the first half of the incident, Lu Feng, leveraging Changqing Company's resources, could be said to have had all the advantages. But in the second half, he found himself inexplicably passive at every turn. His underling Floral Shirt had been arrested, the Zha'nan District business that was originally within easy reach had fallen through, Zheng Fu'an from the Management Council was full of complaints about him, Li Xing had cursed him more than once in public, and... Lu Feng's own ear had been cut off. As for the financial losses, that was beyond words.

It's worth noting that Lu Feng wasn't some suit-wearing big boss. He was Changqing Company's top lieutenant, a true underworld figure. And what do such people care about most?

Face!

Changqing Company had made a series of fierce moves, but not only had they failed to achieve their goal, they now had to compensate these four companies - which Lu Feng looked down upon - with 600,000 yuan. Who could stand that?

If business continued like this in the future, who in the industry would still fear Changqing Company? Who would still give Lu Feng face?

Without face, how could a person running in the underworld make money?

So, Lu Feng had truly lost it. Chopping up these few people would at most result in his thugs going to prison, and that was a price he could afford.

Not satisfied? Then let's just do it!

......

The moment Su Tianyu swung the floor lamp at Lu Feng marked the beginning of an unavoidable bloody brawl.

At the door, over twenty Changqing thugs armed with machetes, steel pipes, and other weapons rushed in all at once, slashing at anyone they saw. Dozens of people in the room instantly fell into a chaotic melee.

Su Tianbei and his brother Su Tianzhan each pulled out a kitchen knife from their clothes and charged towards the area with the most people at the door.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!" Old Liu shouted hysterically, but no one paid him any attention. When he saw the opponents running towards him, he very nimbly ducked into the private room's bathroom, locked the door from inside, and braced his shoulder against it, not daring to make a sound.

Seeing the scene in the room was too intense, Bai Hongbo felt somewhat cowardly in his heart. He ran to the bathroom door with his mouth wide open, continuously knocking and shouting: "Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu, open the door for me!"

Old Liu didn't make a sound.

"Uncle Liu, let me in, someone's coming... Uncle Liu, open the door! Uncle Liu, fuck your mother!!! How can you be so mean!" Bai Hongbo was so angry his accent became mixed, and he kicked the door several times, but the other still didn't open for him.

"Squelch!"

While Bai Hongbo was shouting at the door, someone came up behind him and slashed his back with a knife.

Big Bai's old wounds hadn't healed, and now he had new ones. He was immediately knocked to the ground.

At this moment, Bai Hongbo's younger brother, who had brought him, despite being stabbed twice, wielded his Nepalese military knife and forcefully drove away several thugs surrounding his brother. He then reached out with his bloody hand to pull him up: "We all have just one life each, what's there to be afraid of! Dad's already so old, and these dogs got him locked up. Damn it, let's kill them!"

Hearing this, Bai Hongbo was instantly ignited. He rolled his fat body up, grabbed a nearby chair, and joined the melee. With bloodshot eyes, he roared like a panda whose anus had been stabbed: "I'll fight to the death with you!"

On Su Tianbei's side, Kong Zhenghui and his brother also charged over. These two weren't easy to deal with either. Although they usually didn't talk much, they were absolutely ruthless in a fight. Their father was also around sixty years old, and had been trapped and thrown into prison. Who knew how much he was suffering in there!

Old and new grudges were being settled at this moment.

Su Tianbei, Su Tianzhan, and the Kong brothers - these four people were in a chaotic knife fight with more than a dozen people at the door. With their backs against the wall, they had nowhere to dodge. If they didn't fight back, they would surely be chopped down.

Changqing Company's people weren't holding back either. After three or four people were cut back, those on the outside immediately filled in, cursing and swinging their weapons with deadly intent.

In the center of the living room, the silent Su Tianyu, who was like a mute, was already grappling with Lu Feng.

After being hit twice on the head by Su Tianyu's lamp, Lu Feng was bleeding profusely, but once the two were entangled at close range, the long lamp became useless, and they could only engage in bare-knuckle combat.

When these two were in a death grip, neither had the habit of shouting curses. They both gritted their teeth, pursed their lips, staring straight at each other, trying every means to strike at vital points.

At first, Lu Feng didn't think much of Su Tianyu, considering him just a kid, and not looking very strong physically. But once they actually started fighting, Lu Feng found it very difficult to subdue him.

Lu Feng was trained, otherwise he wouldn't have the nickname "Zha'nan's First Blade". His reaction speed, body coordination, and viciousness in striking were all much stronger than ordinary people. Although not as exaggerated as in martial arts films where one could fight hundreds, in terms of one-on-one raw combat, ordinary people definitely couldn't withstand two of his punches.

In the living room, Lu Feng grabbed Su Tianyu's collar, stepped to the side and pulled hard backwards, trying to use the momentum to knock Su Tianyu down. But the latter firmly gripped his arms with both hands, and after his body drew a half-circle on the ground, he suddenly stood up, raising his knee to hit Lu Feng's lower abdomen.

"Bang!"

Lu Feng's eyes bulged in pain, his hands prying at Su Tianyu's arms as he lost his balance and fell onto the sofa with him.

......

On the street downstairs.

A police officer picked up the phone and dialed Wang Daolin's number: "It seems like a fight has broken out at Fuman Tower, should we go up?"

"How did a fight break out?" Wang Daolin was a bit confused.

"Don't know," the officer shook his head.

"If you go up, what can you do? Who would you arrest?" Wang Daolin thought for a moment and replied: "Don't bother, Li Hongze isn't an idiot, he knows what he's doing."

"Understood," the officer responded.

Across the road, an officer from the other camp also called Li Xing: "They've started fighting inside."

"Have Wang Daolin's people gone up?" Li Xing asked.

"No, they're still across the street."

"Then don't bother, let them do whatever they want," Li Xing cursed with some dissatisfaction. "But if someone dies, I'll arrest Lu Feng along with them!"

After saying this, Li Xing hung up the phone.

......

Inside the Sihai private room.

Su Tianbei was lying on the ground, his chest, arms, and legs covered in knife wounds and steel pipe injuries. He looked like a bloody gourd, a terrifying sight.

"Fuck your mother! You bastard, do you submit? Kneel down and call me grandpa, and I'll let you take the money and leave!" A burly man, whose head was also bleeding, pointed his knife at Su Tianbei and shouted.

Su Tianzhan bent down and tried hard to pull Su Tianbei up. The latter gritted his teeth and stood up, his back against the wall: "I submit to your mother's cunt!!! Today, either you kill me, or I'll definitely take the money and walk out of here myself!"

The burly man looked at the Su brothers who were barely recognizable, and the Kong brothers, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Do it, just chop his mouth!"

"Whoosh!"

Everyone rushed forward again.