Chapter 23 Can I Take the Money?
Inside the Four Seas private room.
Su Tianyu and Lu Feng both fell onto the sofa, with the latter picking up the iron tissue box on the tea table and mechanically smashing it against Su Tianyu's head and cheeks.
Su Tianyu blocked his left arm in front of his face, and his body was nestled on the sofa, leaving no room for counterattacks.
"Bang, bang, bang...!"
Lu Feng continued to strike one after another, the corners of the iron tissue box were sharp, and it almost punctured Su Tianyu's entire left arm, leaving several circular and elongated flesh wounds that oozed blood, staining the sofa cushion crimson.
After hitting more than ten times in a row, Lu Feng's nose and mouth began to breathe heavily and obviously. He was already in his thirties and had lived a dissolute life in recent years. He usually either drank heavily or tore his pants. His physical function had already declined a lot, so after this bout of fighting, his body was somewhat overdrawn.
"Bang!"
Seeing that Lu Feng's movements were somewhat slow, Su Tianyu leaned back his upper body, raised his leg, and kicked him in the face.
Lu Feng was kicked off the sofa, and Su Tianyu got up with red eyes, ignoring the wounds on his body, picking up the ashtray on the table and smashing it towards Lu Feng's head.
Lu Feng propped himself up with his arms and panted as he backed away.
Su Tianyu swung his arms and smashed the ashtray directly onto Lu Feng's cheek. He then bent over and picked up the broken floor lamp pole on the ground, and stabbed it directly at Lu Feng's neck.
"Spurt!"
A thug rushed over from the side and lifted his machete to slash Su Tianyu's back, but he ignored it and only rushed toward Lu Feng.
The thug tried to chase after him with his machete but was stopped by the two brothers from the Bai family. Both sides began to fight each other.
In fact, when Su Tianyu was attacking Lu Feng, the two brothers from the Bai family had already helped him block a lot of enemies attacks. Several strong men in the living room were also fighting against these two. Otherwise, even if Su Tianyu was fierce, he would have been beaten down at this time because the space in the room was small and the opponents were many, so it was not advantageous to fight.
Lu Feng's body was somewhat weak, and he saw that Su Tianyu still had a sharp half-pole in his hand, so he instinctively stepped back.
"Spurt!"
Su Tianyu held the broken end of the stick and directly stabbed it into Lu Feng's back. He quickened his pace and frantically climbed onto the window sill.
Su Tianyu chased after him like a mad dog, not saying a word and only using the stick to fiercely poke at Lu Feng.
Lu Feng's thigh was pierced and bleeding profusely. He wanted to fight back, but the opponent's stick was too long. If he stayed, he would be stabbed into a honeycomb. So in desperation, he reached out and opened the window switch, taking a step out of the window.
Su Tianyu was slightly stunned but immediately chased to the window. Looking out, he saw a set of iron external stairs on the outside of the fourth floor, and Lu Feng was running down the stairs.
Su Tianyu gritted his teeth and also climbed onto the window sill, but the stick was stuck at the window and difficult to retrieve. So he directly abandoned his weapon and chased after him empty-handed.
Lu Feng heard footsteps and turned around to see Su Tianyu covered in blood, still chasing after him. Suddenly, he felt a sense of powerlessness.
The two of them ran and chased each other, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived at the location of the stairs on the first and a half floors. Su Tianyu pressed his left hand on the iron railing and jumped down, kicking Lu Feng's head.
The iron railing was only half a meter high and could only reach Lu Feng's waist. So when he lost his balance, he fell off the stairs and landed heavily on the ground.
Su Tianyu did not continue down the stairs but immediately flipped over the railing and jumped from the first and a half floor, riding on Lu Feng's body and began throwing punches.
Lu Feng lay on his back, covering his cheek with his left hand and fumbling around on the ground with his right. He picked up an empty wine bottle placed outside the restaurant and bit his teeth, rushing to smash it on Su Tianyu's head.
"Bang!"
Su Tianyu lowered his head and the wine bottle shattered on the left side of his neck. Following that, a large amount of fresh blood seeped out from his hair and the broken glass shards mostly poured into Su Tianyu's collar, piercing his skin.
"You little bastard, I'll kill you!" This was the first sentence Lu Feng had said since the one-on-one began until now. He held the wine bottle slowly and was about to stab Su Tianyu.
Su Tianyu still pursed his lips, not saying a word. His left hand was pressing on the arm of Lu Feng, who was holding a bottle of wine, while his right hand swung his fists, hitting Lu Feng's throat one after another.
After the two of them fought on the ground for more than ten seconds, Lu Feng had basically given up struggling. It wasn't that he didn't want to fight, but he really had no strength left. He felt like his lungs were about to explode, and he couldn't even lift his arm.
Su Tianyu held the collar of Lu Feng's neck, holding a broken half of the wine bottle that he had snatched, and repeatedly stabbed Lu Feng's ribs seven or eight times. In the end, the mouth of the wine bottle shattered continuously, and the broken pieces of glass were buried at least halfway into Lu Feng's flesh.
On both sides of the road, the police officers under Wang Daolin and Li Xing, as well as their subordinates, were all stunned when they saw the two criminals covered in blood. They stretched their necks, but for a moment, they didn't react.
"Oh my god, they fought all the way down here!" The police officer next to Wang Daolin was the first to react. He drew his gun and rushed over, shouting, "Damn it, they don't want to give face, do they? They fought outside and act like we don't exist, huh?"
Lu Feng's ears were buzzing, and his brain was blank. He didn't hear the shouting at all.
Su Tianyu rode on Lu Feng's body, and blood from his head, face, and chest fell, dyeing half of Lu Feng's old face red.
"Still want to fight?" Su Tianyu squeezed Lu Feng's neck with both hands, asking in a low voice.
Lu Feng lay on his back, not knowing whether he was too dizzy to reply or still in a daze. He just shook his head slightly, without any response.
Su Tianyu pulled Lu Feng's collar and lifted his upper body, staring at him and shouting, "I'm asking you, still want to fight?"
"Stop right there!" The police officers rushed over.
Su Tianyu looked at Lu Feng, gritted his teeth, and shouted, "Do you know why I have to ask you for six hundred thousand yuan? I'll tell you, when something is over, it's over. If you keep dragging it out, we'll fight to the death! Damn it, my father was sentenced to death when I was eighteen, and I was sent to the independent battlefield at nineteen. I've even lain in a dead man's pit for half a month. Do you think I'm afraid of your damn Changqing gang?"
"Bang!"
Lu Feng's body fell heavily to the ground, straightening his legs, motionless.
Su Tianyu slowly stood up, his footsteps unsteady, and was supported by the police officer beside him.
—---
Thirty seconds later, the police rushed to the fourth floor and were stunned by the scene before them. The room was full of blood and there were dropped weapons on the floor. Su Tianbei, Kong Zhenghui, and others were unable to stand on their own and were supporting each other.
"Can I take the money?" Su Tianbei's right hand was horribly slashed, and he pointed to the money bag and shouted, "Can I?"
There were also soldiers from Changqing Company who were dissatisfied, but when the police arrived, they dared not act again.
Kong Zhenghui shook off his younger brother's arm, took three steps toward the money bag, and fell down. After a moment of rest, he gritted his teeth and got up, picked up the money bag, and shouted, "Let's go!"
Chapter 23 Can I Take the Money?
Inside the Four Seas private room.
Su Tianyu and Lu Feng both fell onto the sofa, with the latter picking up the iron tissue box on the tea table and mechanically smashing it against Su Tianyu's head and cheeks.
Su Tianyu blocked his left arm in front of his face, and his body was nestled on the sofa, leaving no room for counterattacks.
"Bang, bang, bang...!"
Lu Feng continued to strike one after another, the corners of the iron tissue box were sharp, and it almost punctured Su Tianyu's entire left arm, leaving several circular and elongated flesh wounds that oozed blood, staining the sofa cushion crimson.
After hitting more than ten times in a row, Lu Feng's nose and mouth began to breathe heavily and obviously. He was already in his thirties and had lived a dissolute life in recent years. He usually either drank heavily or tore his pants. His physical function had already declined a lot, so after this bout of fighting, his body was somewhat overdrawn.
"Bang!"
Seeing that Lu Feng's movements were somewhat slow, Su Tianyu leaned back his upper body, raised his leg, and kicked him in the face.
Lu Feng was kicked off the sofa, and Su Tianyu got up with red eyes, ignoring the wounds on his body, picking up the ashtray on the table and smashing it towards Lu Feng's head.
Lu Feng propped himself up with his arms and panted as he backed away.
Su Tianyu swung his arms and smashed the ashtray directly onto Lu Feng's cheek. He then bent over and picked up the broken floor lamp pole on the ground, and stabbed it directly at Lu Feng's neck.
"Spurt!"
A thug rushed over from the side and lifted his machete to slash Su Tianyu's back, but he ignored it and only rushed toward Lu Feng.
The thug tried to chase after him with his machete but was stopped by the two brothers from the Bai family. Both sides began to fight each other.
In fact, when Su Tianyu was attacking Lu Feng, the two brothers from the Bai family had already helped him block a lot of enemies attacks. Several strong men in the living room were also fighting against these two. Otherwise, even if Su Tianyu was fierce, he would have been beaten down at this time because the space in the room was small and the opponents were many, so it was not advantageous to fight.
Lu Feng's body was somewhat weak, and he saw that Su Tianyu still had a sharp half-pole in his hand, so he instinctively stepped back.
"Spurt!"
Su Tianyu held the broken end of the stick and directly stabbed it into Lu Feng's back. He quickened his pace and frantically climbed onto the window sill.
Su Tianyu chased after him like a mad dog, not saying a word and only using the stick to fiercely poke at Lu Feng.
Lu Feng's thigh was pierced and bleeding profusely. He wanted to fight back, but the opponent's stick was too long. If he stayed, he would be stabbed into a honeycomb. So in desperation, he reached out and opened the window switch, taking a step out of the window.
Su Tianyu was slightly stunned but immediately chased to the window. Looking out, he saw a set of iron external stairs on the outside of the fourth floor, and Lu Feng was running down the stairs.
Su Tianyu gritted his teeth and also climbed onto the window sill, but the stick was stuck at the window and difficult to retrieve. So he directly abandoned his weapon and chased after him empty-handed.
Lu Feng heard footsteps and turned around to see Su Tianyu covered in blood, still chasing after him. Suddenly, he felt a sense of powerlessness.
The two of them ran and chased each other, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived at the location of the stairs on the first and a half floors. Su Tianyu pressed his left hand on the iron railing and jumped down, kicking Lu Feng's head.
The iron railing was only half a meter high and could only reach Lu Feng's waist. So when he lost his balance, he fell off the stairs and landed heavily on the ground.
Su Tianyu did not continue down the stairs but immediately flipped over the railing and jumped from the first and a half floor, riding on Lu Feng's body and began throwing punches.
Lu Feng lay on his back, covering his cheek with his left hand and fumbling around on the ground with his right. He picked up an empty wine bottle placed outside the restaurant and bit his teeth, rushing to smash it on Su Tianyu's head.
"Bang!"
Su Tianyu lowered his head and the wine bottle shattered on the left side of his neck. Following that, a large amount of fresh blood seeped out from his hair and the broken glass shards mostly poured into Su Tianyu's collar, piercing his skin.
"You little bastard, I'll kill you!" This was the first sentence Lu Feng had said since the one-on-one began until now. He held the wine bottle slowly and was about to stab Su Tianyu.
Su Tianyu still pursed his lips, not saying a word. His left hand was pressing on the arm of Lu Feng, who was holding a bottle of wine, while his right hand swung his fists, hitting Lu Feng's throat one after another.
After the two of them fought on the ground for more than ten seconds, Lu Feng had basically given up struggling. It wasn't that he didn't want to fight, but he really had no strength left. He felt like his lungs were about to explode, and he couldn't even lift his arm.
Su Tianyu held the collar of Lu Feng's neck, holding a broken half of the wine bottle that he had snatched, and repeatedly stabbed Lu Feng's ribs seven or eight times. In the end, the mouth of the wine bottle shattered continuously, and the broken pieces of glass were buried at least halfway into Lu Feng's flesh.
On both sides of the road, the police officers under Wang Daolin and Li Xing, as well as their subordinates, were all stunned when they saw the two criminals covered in blood. They stretched their necks, but for a moment, they didn't react.
"Oh my god, they fought all the way down here!" The police officer next to Wang Daolin was the first to react. He drew his gun and rushed over, shouting, "Damn it, they don't want to give face, do they? They fought outside and act like we don't exist, huh?"
Lu Feng's ears were buzzing, and his brain was blank. He didn't hear the shouting at all.
Su Tianyu rode on Lu Feng's body, and blood from his head, face, and chest fell, dyeing half of Lu Feng's old face red.
"Still want to fight?" Su Tianyu squeezed Lu Feng's neck with both hands, asking in a low voice.
Lu Feng lay on his back, not knowing whether he was too dizzy to reply or still in a daze. He just shook his head slightly, without any response.
Su Tianyu pulled Lu Feng's collar and lifted his upper body, staring at him and shouting, "I'm asking you, still want to fight?"
"Stop right there!" The police officers rushed over.
Su Tianyu looked at Lu Feng, gritted his teeth, and shouted, "Do you know why I have to ask you for six hundred thousand yuan? I'll tell you, when something is over, it's over. If you keep dragging it out, we'll fight to the death! Damn it, my father was sentenced to death when I was eighteen, and I was sent to the independent battlefield at nineteen. I've even lain in a dead man's pit for half a month. Do you think I'm afraid of your damn Changqing gang?"
"Bang!"
Lu Feng's body fell heavily to the ground, straightening his legs, motionless.
Su Tianyu slowly stood up, his footsteps unsteady, and was supported by the police officer beside him.
—---
Thirty seconds later, the police rushed to the fourth floor and were stunned by the scene before them. The room was full of blood and there were dropped weapons on the floor. Su Tianbei, Kong Zhenghui, and others were unable to stand on their own and were supporting each other.
"Can I take the money?" Su Tianbei's right hand was horribly slashed, and he pointed to the money bag and shouted, "Can I?"
There were also soldiers from Changqing Company who were dissatisfied, but when the police arrived, they dared not act again.
Kong Zhenghui shook off his younger brother's arm, took three steps toward the money bag, and fell down. After a moment of rest, he gritted his teeth and got up, picked up the money bag, and shouted, "Let's go!"
