Chapter 22 Bloodbath at Fortune Inn
Aside from Li Hongze's subtle hint, the main reason why Lu Feng decided to take action was that his mentality had been shattered.
In the first half of the incident, Lu Feng had taken advantage of Changqing Company's resources and had basically gained the upper hand. However, in the second half, he had inexplicably become passive in every aspect. His henchman, the floral shirt man, had been caught, the deal he was about to close in Zhanan district fell through, Zheng Fu'an from the management committee had expressed discontent towards him, and Li Xing had publicly scolded him more than once. To make matters worse, Lu Feng had even lost his own reputation. As for the financial losses, it was beyond words.
You see, Lu Feng wasn't just some big boss wearing a suit. He was the leader of Changqing Company, a true member of the underworld. And what did someone like him value most? His face!
Changqing Company's aggressive actions had not only failed to achieve their goal but had also resulted in them having to compensate the four companies that Lu Feng despised with a total of 600,000 yuan. How could anyone bear this? If they continued to operate like this in the future, who in the industry would still fear Changqing Company? Who would still give face to Lu Feng?
If someone in the underworld lost their face, how would they make money?
Therefore, Lu Feng was truly anxious. Killing these few people would only result in Ma Zai going to jail, a price that he could afford to pay.
"You don't agree? Then just do it!"
...
From the moment Su Tianyu swung the floor lamp at Lu Feng, it was clear that a bloody brawl was inevitable.
At the door, over twenty thugs from Changqing, wielding machetes, steel pipes, and other weapons rushed in and started attacking anyone they saw. Dozens of people inside the room immediately engaged in a chaotic fight.
Su Tianbei and his younger brother Su Tianzhan each pulled out a kitchen knife from their pockets and charged towards the place with the most people.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting!" Liu Laoer shouted hysterically, but no one paid any attention to him. He quickly looked at the people coming towards him and skillfully slipped into the bathroom of the private room, locked the door, and pressed against it with his shoulder, afraid to make a sound.
Bai Hongbo saw that the situation inside the room was too intense, and he was starting to feel a bit scared. With his mouth agape, he ran to the bathroom door and kept knocking and shouting, "Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu, open the door for me!"
Liu Laoer remained silent.
"Uncle Liu, let me in, someone's coming... Uncle Liu, open the door, Uncle Liu you son of a b****! Why are you being such a jerk?" Bai Hongbo's voice was mixed with anger as he kicked the door repeatedly, but it remained closed.
"Poof!"
As Bai Hongbo continued to shout at the door, someone came from behind and slashed him in the back with a knife.
Bai Hongbo, who had not yet fully recovered from his previous injury, was knocked down to the ground once again.
Just then, Bai Hongbo's younger brother, who had been stabbed twice but was still standing, grabbed the Nepalese military knife he had brought with him and swung it at the group of thugs surrounding his brother. With a bloody hand, he pulled his brother up and shouted, "We each have only one life, what are we afraid of! Dad is already so old, let these dogs go to jail. Damn it, kill them all!"
Upon hearing this, Bai Hongbo was also instantly ignited with rage. He quickly got up with his chubby body and began to fight the other party with the nearby chair. With his eyes red and his whole body roaring like a panda with a stabbed butt, he yelled, "I'll fight you guys!"
On the side of Su Tianbei, Kong Zhenghui and his brother also rushed over. Although these two brothers were not easy to get along with, they were definitely not weak in a fight. Their father, who was also around 60 years old, had been set up and thrown into prison, and they didn't know how much suffering he would endure there!
New grudges and old hatred were being settled at this moment.
Su Tianbei, Su Tianzhan, Kong Zhenghui and his brother, the four of them were fighting with more than ten people at the door. They were backed up against the wall and had nowhere to dodge. If they didn't fight back, they would surely be beaten down.
The people from Changqing Company were not weak either. After three or four people were beaten back, the people on the outskirts immediately filled in, cursing and swinging their deadly weapons.
In the center of the living room, Su Tianyu, who was silent like a mute, had already engaged in a fight with Lu Feng.
Lu Feng's head had already been hit twice with Su Tianyu's desk lamp and was bleeding profusely. But when the two of them got close, the narrow lamp was useless and they had to resort to punching and grappling.
These two men had no habit of yelling and cursing when fighting to the death. They only gritted their teeth, clenched their mouths, and stared directly at each other, trying their best to attack each other's vital points.
At first, Lu Feng didn't think much of Su Tianyu. He thought he was just a kid and didn't look very strong. But when they really started fighting, Lu Feng found it difficult to subdue him.
Lu Feng was well-trained, otherwise, he wouldn't have earned the nickname "The Number One Machete in Zhanan" due to his quick reflexes, body coordination, and ruthless attacking style that were all much stronger than the average person. Although he wasn't as exaggerated as in martial arts films where one person could take on a hundred, in a one-on-one fight, ordinary people definitely couldn't withstand even two punches from him.
In the living room, Lu Feng grabbed Su Tianyu's collar and pulled him back with a side step, trying to use the inertia to knock Su Tianyu down. However, Su Tianyu firmly held onto his arms, and as his body drew a half-circle on the ground, he suddenly stood up and kneed Lu Feng in the stomach.
"Bang!"
Lu Feng's eyes bulged with pain, and he clutched Su Tianyu's arms. Losing his balance, he and Su Tianyu fell onto the sofa together.
—---
On the street downstairs,
A police officer called Wang Daolin's number on the phone, "It seems that Fortune Inn is causing trouble, should we go up?"
"How did it happen?" Wang Daolin was a little confused.
"I don't know," the officer shook his head.
"What can you do if you go up? Who are you going to catch?" After thinking for a moment, Wang Daolin replied, "Don't worry about it. Li Hongze isn't an idiot, he knows what to do."
"Got it," the officer responded.
Across the street, another group of police officers called Li Xing, "There's a commotion going on inside."
"Did Wang Daolin's people go up?" Li Xing asked.
"No, they're still on the other side," the officer replied.
"Then don't worry about it. Let them do whatever they want," Li Xing cursed with some dissatisfaction, "But if there are casualties, I'll arrest Lu Feng along with them!"
After speaking, Li Xing hung up the phone.
......
In the Four Seas private room.
Su Tianbei was lying on the ground, covered in slash wounds and scratches from steel pipes all over his chest, arms, and legs. He looked like a blood gourd, which was extremely frightening.
"Kneel down and call me grandpa! I'll let you go if you give me money, you bastard!" Another man with blood pouring down his head pointed a machete at Su Tianbei and shouted.
Su Tianzhan bent down and pulled Su Tianbei up, and the latter gritted his teeth and stood against the wall with his back: "Fuck, I'll either let you kill me today or I'll definitely take the money and get out of here by myself!"
The man with the machete looked at the Su brothers and the Kong brothers, who were almost unrecognizable, and shouted, "Let's chop off his mouth!"
"Whoosh!"
The crowd rushed forward once again.
Chapter 22 Bloodbath at Fortune Inn
Aside from Li Hongze's subtle hint, the main reason why Lu Feng decided to take action was that his mentality had been shattered.
In the first half of the incident, Lu Feng had taken advantage of Changqing Company's resources and had basically gained the upper hand. However, in the second half, he had inexplicably become passive in every aspect. His henchman, the floral shirt man, had been caught, the deal he was about to close in Zhanan district fell through, Zheng Fu'an from the management committee had expressed discontent towards him, and Li Xing had publicly scolded him more than once. To make matters worse, Lu Feng had even lost his own reputation. As for the financial losses, it was beyond words.
You see, Lu Feng wasn't just some big boss wearing a suit. He was the leader of Changqing Company, a true member of the underworld. And what did someone like him value most? His face!
Changqing Company's aggressive actions had not only failed to achieve their goal but had also resulted in them having to compensate the four companies that Lu Feng despised with a total of 600,000 yuan. How could anyone bear this? If they continued to operate like this in the future, who in the industry would still fear Changqing Company? Who would still give face to Lu Feng?
If someone in the underworld lost their face, how would they make money?
Therefore, Lu Feng was truly anxious. Killing these few people would only result in Ma Zai going to jail, a price that he could afford to pay.
"You don't agree? Then just do it!"
...
From the moment Su Tianyu swung the floor lamp at Lu Feng, it was clear that a bloody brawl was inevitable.
At the door, over twenty thugs from Changqing, wielding machetes, steel pipes, and other weapons rushed in and started attacking anyone they saw. Dozens of people inside the room immediately engaged in a chaotic fight.
Su Tianbei and his younger brother Su Tianzhan each pulled out a kitchen knife from their pockets and charged towards the place with the most people.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting!" Liu Laoer shouted hysterically, but no one paid any attention to him. He quickly looked at the people coming towards him and skillfully slipped into the bathroom of the private room, locked the door, and pressed against it with his shoulder, afraid to make a sound.
Bai Hongbo saw that the situation inside the room was too intense, and he was starting to feel a bit scared. With his mouth agape, he ran to the bathroom door and kept knocking and shouting, "Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu, open the door for me!"
Liu Laoer remained silent.
"Uncle Liu, let me in, someone's coming... Uncle Liu, open the door, Uncle Liu you son of a b****! Why are you being such a jerk?" Bai Hongbo's voice was mixed with anger as he kicked the door repeatedly, but it remained closed.
"Poof!"
As Bai Hongbo continued to shout at the door, someone came from behind and slashed him in the back with a knife.
Bai Hongbo, who had not yet fully recovered from his previous injury, was knocked down to the ground once again.
Just then, Bai Hongbo's younger brother, who had been stabbed twice but was still standing, grabbed the Nepalese military knife he had brought with him and swung it at the group of thugs surrounding his brother. With a bloody hand, he pulled his brother up and shouted, "We each have only one life, what are we afraid of! Dad is already so old, let these dogs go to jail. Damn it, kill them all!"
Upon hearing this, Bai Hongbo was also instantly ignited with rage. He quickly got up with his chubby body and began to fight the other party with the nearby chair. With his eyes red and his whole body roaring like a panda with a stabbed butt, he yelled, "I'll fight you guys!"
On the side of Su Tianbei, Kong Zhenghui and his brother also rushed over. Although these two brothers were not easy to get along with, they were definitely not weak in a fight. Their father, who was also around 60 years old, had been set up and thrown into prison, and they didn't know how much suffering he would endure there!
New grudges and old hatred were being settled at this moment.
Su Tianbei, Su Tianzhan, Kong Zhenghui and his brother, the four of them were fighting with more than ten people at the door. They were backed up against the wall and had nowhere to dodge. If they didn't fight back, they would surely be beaten down.
The people from Changqing Company were not weak either. After three or four people were beaten back, the people on the outskirts immediately filled in, cursing and swinging their deadly weapons.
In the center of the living room, Su Tianyu, who was silent like a mute, had already engaged in a fight with Lu Feng.
Lu Feng's head had already been hit twice with Su Tianyu's desk lamp and was bleeding profusely. But when the two of them got close, the narrow lamp was useless and they had to resort to punching and grappling.
These two men had no habit of yelling and cursing when fighting to the death. They only gritted their teeth, clenched their mouths, and stared directly at each other, trying their best to attack each other's vital points.
At first, Lu Feng didn't think much of Su Tianyu. He thought he was just a kid and didn't look very strong. But when they really started fighting, Lu Feng found it difficult to subdue him.
Lu Feng was well-trained, otherwise, he wouldn't have earned the nickname "The Number One Machete in Zhanan" due to his quick reflexes, body coordination, and ruthless attacking style that were all much stronger than the average person. Although he wasn't as exaggerated as in martial arts films where one person could take on a hundred, in a one-on-one fight, ordinary people definitely couldn't withstand even two punches from him.
In the living room, Lu Feng grabbed Su Tianyu's collar and pulled him back with a side step, trying to use the inertia to knock Su Tianyu down. However, Su Tianyu firmly held onto his arms, and as his body drew a half-circle on the ground, he suddenly stood up and kneed Lu Feng in the stomach.
"Bang!"
Lu Feng's eyes bulged with pain, and he clutched Su Tianyu's arms. Losing his balance, he and Su Tianyu fell onto the sofa together.
—---
On the street downstairs,
A police officer called Wang Daolin's number on the phone, "It seems that Fortune Inn is causing trouble, should we go up?"
"How did it happen?" Wang Daolin was a little confused.
"I don't know," the officer shook his head.
"What can you do if you go up? Who are you going to catch?" After thinking for a moment, Wang Daolin replied, "Don't worry about it. Li Hongze isn't an idiot, he knows what to do."
"Got it," the officer responded.
Across the street, another group of police officers called Li Xing, "There's a commotion going on inside."
"Did Wang Daolin's people go up?" Li Xing asked.
"No, they're still on the other side," the officer replied.
"Then don't worry about it. Let them do whatever they want," Li Xing cursed with some dissatisfaction, "But if there are casualties, I'll arrest Lu Feng along with them!"
After speaking, Li Xing hung up the phone.
......
In the Four Seas private room.
Su Tianbei was lying on the ground, covered in slash wounds and scratches from steel pipes all over his chest, arms, and legs. He looked like a blood gourd, which was extremely frightening.
"Kneel down and call me grandpa! I'll let you go if you give me money, you bastard!" Another man with blood pouring down his head pointed a machete at Su Tianbei and shouted.
Su Tianzhan bent down and pulled Su Tianbei up, and the latter gritted his teeth and stood against the wall with his back: "Fuck, I'll either let you kill me today or I'll definitely take the money and get out of here by myself!"
The man with the machete looked at the Su brothers and the Kong brothers, who were almost unrecognizable, and shouted, "Let's chop off his mouth!"
"Whoosh!"
The crowd rushed forward once again.
