Chapter 100: Two People in the Warehouse

Having served in the military, Su Tianyu's personal alertness was very high. When he heard someone calling him from the side, he immediately recognized the voice. Turning his head to look, sure enough, Daxiong was standing behind an old tin shed, supporting himself against the wall with his left hand, looking at him very weakly.

"Brother... Brother Yu... I... I...!" Daxiong mumbled a couple of words, lowering his head as he was about to collapse.

Su Tianyu immediately went forward to support him, looking around as he replied: "Get in the car first!"

......

This year's first day of the lunar year was truly a long night. At six or seven in the evening last night, Su Tianyu and the others were still visiting the Bai family. By late night, Daxiong had killed five people pursuing him at the garbage dump. And as time entered the latter half of the night, things outside the district got fucking intense, with three waves of chaos continuing until dawn.

Thinking carefully, on this morning of the second day, not only did the Bai family have to arrange a funeral, but the Tang family, Xu family, including the Yang family from the Police Bureau, and the families of those officers who were beaten to death, might all be facing the situation of cremating their loved ones.

Su Tianyu helped Daxiong into the car, sat in the driver's seat and lit a cigarette first, carefully thinking for a while before starting the car and driving away.

On the road, Su Tianyu took out his phone and dialed Kong Zhenghui's number: "Hey, do you have any medicine at home for treating dogs' external wounds?"

Kong Zhenghui was stunned: "What's wrong?"

"If you have some, help me get some. Tianbei went to the hospital, his dog is injured, asked me to help treat it."

"Ah, should have some. I'm at the hospital too, I'll have someone look for it."

"Get some good medicine, the injury is quite serious," Su Tianyu replied with furrowed brows.

"Got it, where should I send it?"

"When you have it, call me, I'll come get it," Su Tianyu replied.

"Okay," Kong Zhenghui hung up directly.

Su Tianyu turned to look at Daxiong: "You're really fucking stupid!"

Daxiong was barely conscious and didn't reply.

In the hospital, Kong Zhenghui said to his cousin: "Go to Old Wang's on Tufang Street to get some medicine for external wounds and gunshot wounds, then deliver it to Su Tianyu. Don't use your phone to call him, use a new number."

"What's up?" his cousin asked.

"Don't ask, just deliver it," Kong Zhenghui had roughly guessed what Su Tianyu was going to do, so he hadn't asked much on the phone, but chose to help with this favor, though definitely for Dog Six's sake.

"Got it," his cousin nodded.

......

Around noon, in a storage warehouse of Mingyuan Trading Company.

Su Tianyu rolled up his sleeves and tore away the clothing around Daxiong's two gunshot wounds, looking down at the bullet holes: "Daxiong, have you called your family?"

"No... no... no," Daxiong had a high fever and lay with his eyes closed, barely conscious. "I... I don't have a family anymore."

"Having no family is quite good too, being free, doing whatever you want!" Su Tianyu replied to Daxiong's words as if chatting casually, while his left hand held medical forceps, inserting them into Daxiong's wound to spread the flesh, then his right hand gripped oval-headed medical pliers and very decisively went deep into Daxiong's wound.

"Ahh!!!" Daxiong opened his eyes suddenly from the pain, his right fist pounding hard against the wooden board.

Old Wang that Kong Zhenghui found wouldn't sell him anesthetics or controlled drugs, because tracing both sales channels and sources for these things wasn't too difficult.

Su Tianyu looked down at Daxiong's hissing, bleeding wound and asked in a still very normal tone: "Daxiong, you killed people, are you afraid?"

"Not... not afraid, they... they deserved to die!"

"That's right! Life is just like this - living timidly is one day, living doing whatever you want is also one day," Su Tianyu said with fine beads of sweat on his forehead. "For people, being free-spirited is better than anything."

Daxiong gritted his steel teeth: "Brother... Brother Yu... I won't cry out. Crying out would cause trouble, implicate you! Go ahead, I can take it."

Su Tianyu looked up at him in some surprise, pausing for a moment: "Why did you break out?"

"I... I couldn't take it anymore, they... they bullied me to death, I'm afraid of prison."

"Ah?!" While responding, Su Tianyu very suddenly used the medical pliers to grip the bullet in Daxiong's shoulder and pulled it straight up.

"Squelch!"

As the bullet pressing on the blood vessel came out, blood gushed out unstoppably.

Su Tianyu immediately used the forceps to press medical cotton against Daxiong's wound, saying softly: "Want some alcohol?"

"No need... you go ahead," Daxiong had nearly ground his teeth to pieces, but from beginning to end he hadn't cried out too loudly.

In the dim light, Su Tianyu quickly treated Daxiong's most serious wounds.

......

After 2 PM.

In the Zha'nan dock gang hall, Xu Er's body lay in the main hall. Xu Hu sat in a chair with a dark face, head down as he talked with people from the Dock Workers General Association.

In the courtyard, many dock gang members had come to pay their respects, while Xu Er's young son stood beside his unofficial stepmother, wearing mourning clothes and crying loudly.

At the courtyard gate, Xu Er's lackey held a phone and shouted: "Earth burial - when will the coffin be delivered? Are you stupid?! Living people can wait four or five days, can dead people wait?"

"Brother, there are quite a few earth burials today, we can't make it! The Tang family also ordered a coffin here, I'm just getting the wood now," the other party replied very troubled. "Second Brother died too suddenly, I really wasn't prepared..."

"Fuck your mother!" the lackey exploded on the spot. "Can you speak human language?! Let me tell you, you better deliver the coffin tomorrow!"

"...Alright, I'll try my best."

"Must deliver!" the lackey shouted and hung up directly.

In Zha'nan District's largest carpentry shop, the boss cursed sideways: "Damn it, this isn't even peak season for deaths, who keeps so much coffin wood in stock?! Starting with cursing, no manners at all! If you piss me off, I'll definitely put two hidden nails under your coffin, curse your descendants' prosperity."

......

At Tianhong Port, while the dock gang people were attending the funeral, six men came ashore at the civilian port. The leader had a very horrifying face - his entire left side was fused together, looking like red flesh bumps, seemingly from burn injuries.

The six men stood together as the leader looked down at his watch and said: "Damn, traveling on public funds, and I hear the boss isn't short of money either, let's do whatever's comfortable. Find a good restaurant to eat, spend the night at a massage parlor."

"Alright!"

"What, before reimbursement, I'm still advancing the money?" someone behind asked.

"Haha, okay, you advance it first."

"...Fuck, I don't trust him. If we can't get the money back later, you have to pay me."

"Done!" The leader with half a face nodded and led everyone into the port.

......

In the warehouse.

Su Tianyu placed a bowl of instant noodles in front of Daxiong: "Eat something!"

Daxiong blinked at Dog Six, his heart sensitive and his emotions complex.

Su Tianyu opened his phone and looked down to browse Dragon City's official media. The headline was about the Police Bureau offering a 100,000 reward for the capture of the fierce criminal Wu Shixiong who had killed police officers...