Chapter 15 Pulling the Curtains
In the lobby.
Su Tianyu saw that Third Sister had already run up to the second floor. He had originally planned to intercept her at the stairs, but when he looked up, he saw that Daxiong had already been surrounded by six or seven people. He was holding a table in his hands and wildly swinging it around, in a very precarious situation.
On the left corner of the room, Su's workers crouched down obediently, with no intention of getting involved. Su Tianyu knew that if he didn't rush up to help Daxiong, he would most likely end up dead or injured.
Without further hesitation, Su Tianyu swiftly and decisively ran towards the side of Daxiong. He didn't make any evasive movements and his pace was extremely fast.
In the blink of an eye, Su Tianyu arrived at the side of the crowd. The thugs on the other side also noticed him, and one of them shouted loudly, "It's him, the one who took Feng Ge's ear!"
In his desperation, the thug blurted out his confession, admitting that he was a member of Changqing Company. It was clear that both sides had their own share of idiotic followers.
Hearing the shout, two men turned around with their machetes and looked straight at Su Tianyu. Without any hesitation, they swung their machetes at him.
At this moment, Su Tianyu, who was known as the most cowardly of the Su family, faced the two machete-wielding thugs. He did not show any fear and, instead, quickly stepped to the side, dodging a slash aimed at his head.
"Bang!"
As the thug raised his arm again, Su Tianyu punched him directly in the throat with extreme accuracy.
With just one punch, the thug holding the machete was instantly hit and he retreated three steps, bending over and gasping for breath. His eyes were bulging from the pain.
The other muscular man saw that Su Tianyu reacted quickly and immediately swung his machete forward, chopping twice with all his strength.
Su Tianyu dodged the two slashes in succession, using sideways and backwards steps. It was like two soldiers fighting with bayonets on the battlefield. The thug, on the other hand, was too eager in his movements and swung his machete too many times, causing him to lose his balance.
"Crack!"
Su Tianyu took two steps back and raised his arm, still accurately grabbing the wrist of the person holding the machete and pulling forward with force, causing the person to instinctively lean forward.
"Bang! Bang!"
Su Tianyu turned to the side and kicked the right knee joint of the person's leg twice with the heel of his foot, each accompanied by a distinct cracking sound.
"Buk!"
The burly man stumbled from the kicks, and with Su Tianyu still holding his arm, he was instantly pulled down to the ground.
Su Tianyu pulled the man's arm and kicked him three times in a row with the heel of his foot towards his temple, back of the head, and other vital points. The man was instantly stunned and even dropped his machete.
Although Su Tianyu's movements were not particularly graceful, his characteristic was clear: quick and accurate strikes at the human body's vital points, with very decisive and nimble movements.
After dealing with the two men, Su Tianyu retreated again because, at this point, half of the thugs in the room were charging toward him with their machetes.
In the center of the crowd, Daxiong held the registration table that had been smashed into pieces and took advantage of the reduced pressure on his side to continuously use his body and brute force to smash away two men before immediately running towards the stairs.
Su Tianyu retreated to the dimly lit hallway entrance, already holding the other person's machete. Despite the large number of people on the other side, he still had no fear on his face and stood facing the hallway.
"Cut him!"
The opposing thugs shouted as they charged toward him.
The leading man in the floral shirt also got up from the ground, touching the blood on his head and cursing, "Motherf****r, this stinky guy still dares to fight back, someone holds that idiot down!"
"Tap tap!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was suddenly a hurried sound of footsteps outside the main hall door, and about thirty or forty people rushed into the room without warning.
Hearing the sound, the floral shirt turned his head and was stunned to see so many people rushing in together.
In front of the crowd, Su Tianbei, wearing a short-sleeved shirt with gauze wrapped around his arms and an expressionless face, shouted, "Close the curtains."
"Rattle, rattle!"
The three Su family members at the back raised their arms and directly pulled down the rolling curtain door of the main entrance of the main building, and locked it with iron bolts.
The door was closed!
The room suddenly became quiet, like a morgue. More than ten thugs, including the floral shirt guy, gathered together, sweating profusely.
"What can a few workers do? Who the f*** comes up first, I'll kill him!" The floral shirt guy was also a fighter. He gritted his teeth and shouted, rushing towards Su Tianbei with a machete in hand.
Upstairs, there was a sound of footsteps. Su Miaomiao stood tall and took out two kitchen knives from the second-floor canteen, and rushed down shouting, "They even dared to bully us at our doorstep! Second brother, beat them up!"
"Take them all down!" Su Tianbei's wounds were not fully healed, but he was the first to rush up.
The forty or so people who came this time were not ordinary workers of the Su family, but the core group of brothers, led by their cousins. Those with the surname of the leader alone were more than twenty people, and the other members were all veteran employees who followed Second Elder Su to start the business, and they tended to stick together.
Su Tianbei was able to come so quickly because Su Tianyu had made arrangements in advance. So all forty people were ready to fight, and their weapons were all tools they usually used for work. Hooks for picking up garbage that were more than two meters long, narrow triangular iron bars, steel chains for bundling iron trash, as well as heavy weapons such as shears all made an appearance one by one.
Seeing that his tough words just now did not scare these forty people, the floral shirt guy knew he was done for. When Su Tianbei and his men rushed over, he knew he had no chance to escape.
Large iron bars and hooks were raised in the air, and they rained down on the dozen or so thugs in the center of the hall. Screams and curses filled the air.
The floral shirt guy stood in front of the crowd and fought for less than three seconds before being knocked down by four or five people. He never stood up again and was directly trampled on like a piece of gum.
After about two minutes, there was the sound of windows being smashed from inside the room, followed by several thugs running out in a group. The Su family members chased them for less than a hundred meters, but as soon as they saw the opponents had already dispersed and were jumping over walls, they did not continue the pursuit.
Su Tianbei squatted down and pulled the floral shirt guy's hair, "Paratroopers, big circle boy, right? Pretty tough, right?"
"If you're a warrior, let's duel one-on-one...!" The man in the floral shirt didn't back down and replied hoarsely as he lay on the ground.
"Fine, let's have him duel!" Su Tianbei got up and pointed at the man in the floral shirt, shouting.
More than ten workers lifted their feet and continued to duel with the man in the floral shirt.
Su Tianyu hadn't been fighting since his second brother entered the room. He walked quickly over and grabbed his brother's neck, whispering to him, "The left warehouse was emptied by Third Sister yesterday..."
"I know, there are people outside," Su Tianbei whispered back.
As soon as the two finished talking, the two dilapidated warehouses to the left of the Su family garbage dump caught fire.
"It's on fire! The people who came to destroy the factory set the warehouse on fire!" Su's workers outside shouted loudly.
—---
Zhanan District.
Lu Feng answered the phone while playing mahjong, "What's going on?"
"Boss Feng, Su's garbage dump was prepared. We hadn't been inside for long before fifty or sixty people rushed in and attacked us..."
"What? How could they be prepared?" Lu Feng stood up in disbelief and asked, "What about Ah Ming (the man in the floral shirt)?"
"I...I don't know. We fought with them in the house, broke up, and each ran away. I don't know if brother Ah Ming ran out," the other person replied.
Lu Feng pushed aside the mahjong tiles in front of him and turned to leave.
Ten minutes later, Kong Zhenghui heard that there was trouble at the Su family warehouse and immediately called Su Tiannan, "Have the police arrived yet? Okay, tell the injured workers not to leave. I'll bring people there immediately!"
Chapter 15 Pulling the Curtains
In the lobby.
Su Tianyu saw that Third Sister had already run up to the second floor. He had originally planned to intercept her at the stairs, but when he looked up, he saw that Daxiong had already been surrounded by six or seven people. He was holding a table in his hands and wildly swinging it around, in a very precarious situation.
On the left corner of the room, Su's workers crouched down obediently, with no intention of getting involved. Su Tianyu knew that if he didn't rush up to help Daxiong, he would most likely end up dead or injured.
Without further hesitation, Su Tianyu swiftly and decisively ran towards the side of Daxiong. He didn't make any evasive movements and his pace was extremely fast.
In the blink of an eye, Su Tianyu arrived at the side of the crowd. The thugs on the other side also noticed him, and one of them shouted loudly, "It's him, the one who took Feng Ge's ear!"
In his desperation, the thug blurted out his confession, admitting that he was a member of Changqing Company. It was clear that both sides had their own share of idiotic followers.
Hearing the shout, two men turned around with their machetes and looked straight at Su Tianyu. Without any hesitation, they swung their machetes at him.
At this moment, Su Tianyu, who was known as the most cowardly of the Su family, faced the two machete-wielding thugs. He did not show any fear and, instead, quickly stepped to the side, dodging a slash aimed at his head.
"Bang!"
As the thug raised his arm again, Su Tianyu punched him directly in the throat with extreme accuracy.
With just one punch, the thug holding the machete was instantly hit and he retreated three steps, bending over and gasping for breath. His eyes were bulging from the pain.
The other muscular man saw that Su Tianyu reacted quickly and immediately swung his machete forward, chopping twice with all his strength.
Su Tianyu dodged the two slashes in succession, using sideways and backwards steps. It was like two soldiers fighting with bayonets on the battlefield. The thug, on the other hand, was too eager in his movements and swung his machete too many times, causing him to lose his balance.
"Crack!"
Su Tianyu took two steps back and raised his arm, still accurately grabbing the wrist of the person holding the machete and pulling forward with force, causing the person to instinctively lean forward.
"Bang! Bang!"
Su Tianyu turned to the side and kicked the right knee joint of the person's leg twice with the heel of his foot, each accompanied by a distinct cracking sound.
"Buk!"
The burly man stumbled from the kicks, and with Su Tianyu still holding his arm, he was instantly pulled down to the ground.
Su Tianyu pulled the man's arm and kicked him three times in a row with the heel of his foot towards his temple, back of the head, and other vital points. The man was instantly stunned and even dropped his machete.
Although Su Tianyu's movements were not particularly graceful, his characteristic was clear: quick and accurate strikes at the human body's vital points, with very decisive and nimble movements.
After dealing with the two men, Su Tianyu retreated again because, at this point, half of the thugs in the room were charging toward him with their machetes.
In the center of the crowd, Daxiong held the registration table that had been smashed into pieces and took advantage of the reduced pressure on his side to continuously use his body and brute force to smash away two men before immediately running towards the stairs.
Su Tianyu retreated to the dimly lit hallway entrance, already holding the other person's machete. Despite the large number of people on the other side, he still had no fear on his face and stood facing the hallway.
"Cut him!"
The opposing thugs shouted as they charged toward him.
The leading man in the floral shirt also got up from the ground, touching the blood on his head and cursing, "Motherf****r, this stinky guy still dares to fight back, someone holds that idiot down!"
"Tap tap!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was suddenly a hurried sound of footsteps outside the main hall door, and about thirty or forty people rushed into the room without warning.
Hearing the sound, the floral shirt turned his head and was stunned to see so many people rushing in together.
In front of the crowd, Su Tianbei, wearing a short-sleeved shirt with gauze wrapped around his arms and an expressionless face, shouted, "Close the curtains."
"Rattle, rattle!"
The three Su family members at the back raised their arms and directly pulled down the rolling curtain door of the main entrance of the main building, and locked it with iron bolts.
The door was closed!
The room suddenly became quiet, like a morgue. More than ten thugs, including the floral shirt guy, gathered together, sweating profusely.
"What can a few workers do? Who the f*** comes up first, I'll kill him!" The floral shirt guy was also a fighter. He gritted his teeth and shouted, rushing towards Su Tianbei with a machete in hand.
Upstairs, there was a sound of footsteps. Su Miaomiao stood tall and took out two kitchen knives from the second-floor canteen, and rushed down shouting, "They even dared to bully us at our doorstep! Second brother, beat them up!"
"Take them all down!" Su Tianbei's wounds were not fully healed, but he was the first to rush up.
The forty or so people who came this time were not ordinary workers of the Su family, but the core group of brothers, led by their cousins. Those with the surname of the leader alone were more than twenty people, and the other members were all veteran employees who followed Second Elder Su to start the business, and they tended to stick together.
Su Tianbei was able to come so quickly because Su Tianyu had made arrangements in advance. So all forty people were ready to fight, and their weapons were all tools they usually used for work. Hooks for picking up garbage that were more than two meters long, narrow triangular iron bars, steel chains for bundling iron trash, as well as heavy weapons such as shears all made an appearance one by one.
Seeing that his tough words just now did not scare these forty people, the floral shirt guy knew he was done for. When Su Tianbei and his men rushed over, he knew he had no chance to escape.
Large iron bars and hooks were raised in the air, and they rained down on the dozen or so thugs in the center of the hall. Screams and curses filled the air.
The floral shirt guy stood in front of the crowd and fought for less than three seconds before being knocked down by four or five people. He never stood up again and was directly trampled on like a piece of gum.
After about two minutes, there was the sound of windows being smashed from inside the room, followed by several thugs running out in a group. The Su family members chased them for less than a hundred meters, but as soon as they saw the opponents had already dispersed and were jumping over walls, they did not continue the pursuit.
Su Tianbei squatted down and pulled the floral shirt guy's hair, "Paratroopers, big circle boy, right? Pretty tough, right?"
"If you're a warrior, let's duel one-on-one...!" The man in the floral shirt didn't back down and replied hoarsely as he lay on the ground.
"Fine, let's have him duel!" Su Tianbei got up and pointed at the man in the floral shirt, shouting.
More than ten workers lifted their feet and continued to duel with the man in the floral shirt.
Su Tianyu hadn't been fighting since his second brother entered the room. He walked quickly over and grabbed his brother's neck, whispering to him, "The left warehouse was emptied by Third Sister yesterday..."
"I know, there are people outside," Su Tianbei whispered back.
As soon as the two finished talking, the two dilapidated warehouses to the left of the Su family garbage dump caught fire.
"It's on fire! The people who came to destroy the factory set the warehouse on fire!" Su's workers outside shouted loudly.
—---
Zhanan District.
Lu Feng answered the phone while playing mahjong, "What's going on?"
"Boss Feng, Su's garbage dump was prepared. We hadn't been inside for long before fifty or sixty people rushed in and attacked us..."
"What? How could they be prepared?" Lu Feng stood up in disbelief and asked, "What about Ah Ming (the man in the floral shirt)?"
"I...I don't know. We fought with them in the house, broke up, and each ran away. I don't know if brother Ah Ming ran out," the other person replied.
Lu Feng pushed aside the mahjong tiles in front of him and turned to leave.
Ten minutes later, Kong Zhenghui heard that there was trouble at the Su family warehouse and immediately called Su Tiannan, "Have the police arrived yet? Okay, tell the injured workers not to leave. I'll bring people there immediately!"
