Chapter 23: Can They Take the Money?
Inside the Sihai private room.
Su Tianyu and Lu Feng fell onto the sofa together. The latter grabbed the iron tissue box from the tea table and began mechanically smashing it against Su Tianyu's head and face.
Su Tianyu's left arm shielded the front of his face, his body curled up on the sofa, with no room to fight back.
"Bang bang bang...!"
Lu Feng smashed repeatedly, one hit after another. The edges of the iron tissue box were very sharp, almost shredding Su Tianyu's entire left arm. Several circular holes and long strips of torn flesh were gushing blood, staining the sofa cushion red.
After more than a dozen consecutive hits, Lu Feng's mouth and nose began to emit heavy and obvious panting sounds. After all, he was in his thirties, and his lifestyle had been quite corrupt in recent years. When he wasn't drinking heavily, he was ripping panties. His physical condition had long since deteriorated significantly. After this bout of hand-to-hand combat, his body was somewhat overdrawn.
"Bang!"
Seeing Lu Feng's movements slow down, Su Tianyu pulled his upper body back and kicked Lu Feng in the face.
Lu Feng was kicked off the sofa. Su Tianyu stood up with bloodshot eyes, completely ignoring the wounds on his body. He grabbed the ashtray from the table and smashed it down on Lu Feng's head.
Lu Feng blocked it with his arm and stood up, retreating while panting.
Su Tianyu swung his arm and smashed the ashtray directly into Lu Feng's cheek, then bent down to pick up half of the broken floor lamp rod from the ground and jabbed it straight at Lu Feng's neck.
"Squelch!"
A thug rushed over from the side and slashed Su Tianyu's back with a knife, but he still didn't care, only charging towards Lu Feng.
The thug was about to chase with his knife, but was blocked by the Bai brothers. Both sides began hacking and smashing at each other.
In fact, when Su Tianyu was fighting Lu Feng one-on-one, the Bai brothers had taken a lot of heat for him. Several burly men in the living room were in a bloody battle with these two. Otherwise, no matter how fierce Su Tianyu was, he would have surely been taken down by now, because the room was small and the opponents were numerous, giving him no advantage in the fight.
Lu Feng's body was somewhat exhausted, and seeing that Su Tianyu still had a sharp half iron rod in his hand, he instinctively stepped backward.
"Squelch!"
Su Tianyu jabbed the broken rod directly into Lu Feng's back. He quickened his pace again, scrambling onto the windowsill in panic.
Su Tianyu chased after him, still like a mad dog, not saying a word, just jabbing fiercely at Lu Feng with the rod.
Lu Feng's thigh was stabbed and bleeding profusely. He wanted to fight back, but the other's rod was too long. Staying here would mean being stabbed into a honeycomb. So in his urgency, he reached out to open the window and stepped outside.
Su Tianyu paused slightly, then immediately chased to the window. Looking up and out, he saw that there was a set of iron external stairs on the outside of the fourth floor, and Lu Feng was taking big steps running down.
Su Tianyu gritted his teeth and also climbed onto the windowsill, but the rod was too long and got stuck in the window frame. He immediately abandoned the weapon and chased out empty-handed.
Lu Feng heard footsteps and looked back to see Su Tianyu covered in blood but still chasing him. He suddenly felt a sense of helplessness.
One running, one chasing, in the blink of an eye they reached the staircase position at one and a half floors. Su Tianyu pressed his left hand on the iron railing and jumped down, kicking Lu Feng in the head.
The iron railing was only about half a meter high, only reaching Lu Feng's waist. So when he lost his balance, he instantly fell from the stairs and crashed heavily onto the ground.
Su Tianyu didn't bother to walk down the stairs either. He immediately vaulted over the stair railing, jumping down from one and a half floors, straddling Lu Feng's body, and started swinging his fists.
Lu Feng lay on his back on the ground, his left hand shielding his face, his right hand groping around on the ground. He picked up an empty wine bottle placed at the restaurant entrance and gritted his teeth as he smashed it towards Su Tianyu's head.
"Bang!"
Su Tianyu lowered his head, and the bottle shattered on the left side of his back neck. Immediately, a large amount of blood seeped out from the hair on the back of his head, and most of the shattered glass shards poured into Su Tianyu's collar, piercing his skin.
"You little bastard, I'll kill you!" This was the first thing Lu Feng had said since the one-on-one fight began. He slowly moved to stab Su Tianyu with the broken bottle.
Su Tianyu still pursed his lips without saying a word. His left hand pressed down on Lu Feng's arm holding the bottle neck, while his right hand swung punches, hitting Lu Feng's Adam's apple one after another.
After they rolled on the ground fighting fiercely for more than ten seconds, Lu Feng had basically given up struggling. It wasn't that he didn't want to fight anymore, but he truly had no strength left. He felt like his lungs were about to explode, and he couldn't even lift his arms.
Su Tianyu grabbed the other's collar and took the half-broken bottle, stabbing Lu Feng's ribs seven or eight times in succession. By the end, the bottle neck had shattered repeatedly, and the broken glass edges had been crushed. At least half of it was buried in the flesh of Lu Feng's ribs.
On both sides of the road, the police officers under Wang Daolin and those under Li Xing were stunned seeing the two blood-covered combatants. They stretched their necks, momentarily unable to react.
"Damn, they've fought all the way down!" The police officer beside Wang Daolin was the first to react. He stepped forward, drawing his gun and shouting: "Damn it, you don't know when to quit, do you? Fighting all the way outside, you think we don't exist?"
Lu Feng's ears were ringing, his mind blank. He couldn't hear the shouting at all.
Su Tianyu straddled Lu Feng's body, the blood from his head, face, and chest dripping down, staining half of Lu Feng's old face red.
"Still want to fight?!" Su Tianyu gripped Lu Feng's neck with both hands and asked in a low voice.
Lu Feng lay sprawled out, and it was unclear whether he was too dazed to respond or still in a state of shock. In any case, he only shook his head slightly, without any reaction.
Su Tianyu grabbed Lu Feng's collar, pulling his upper body up, and shouted with bulging eyes: "I'm asking you, still want to fight?!!"
"Stop right there!" The police officer rushed over.
Su Tianyu looked at Lu Feng and shouted through gritted teeth: "Do you know why we had to get six hundred thousand from you? I just wanted to tell you, when something's over, it's over. If you fucking want to drag it on endlessly, then we'll fight to the death! Fuck your mother, my father was sentenced to death when I was eighteen, at nineteen I was conscripted and sent to an independent battlefield. I've even lain in a mass grave for half a month. Do you think I'm afraid of your damn Changqing Gang?"
"Thud!"
Lu Feng's body fell heavily to the ground, his legs straightening out, motionless.
Su Tianyu slowly stood up, his steps unsteady, supported by the police officer beside him.
......
Thirty seconds later, the police officers rushed to the fourth floor and were shocked by the scene before them. The room was covered in blood, with dropped weapons everywhere. Su Tianbei, Kong Zhenghui, and others could no longer stand independently, all supporting each other.
"Can I take the money?" Su Tianbei, with the tendon in his right hand cut, pointed at the money bag and shouted: "Can I?!"
There were still some fighters on Changqing Company's side who weren't satisfied, but with the police officers there, they didn't dare to make a move.
Kong Zhenghui shook off his brother's arm, walked three steps towards the money bag before falling down, but after a moment, he still gritted his teeth and crawled up, grabbing the money bag. He turned back and shouted: "Let's go!"