Chapter 63 Under Siege

Inside the Four Seas private room,

Su Tianyu and Lu Feng collapsed onto the sofa together. The latter grabbed the iron tissue box from the coffee table and began mechanically smashing it against Su Tianyu's head and face.

Su Tianyu used his left arm to shield his face, his body huddled on the sofa, with no room to fight back.

"Thump, thump, thump...!"

Lu Feng struck blow after blow. The edges of the iron tissue box were sharp, tearing Su Tianyu's entire left arm apart. Several round and long gashes appeared, spurting blood that stained the sofa cushion crimson.

After more than a dozen consecutive blows, Lu Feng's breathing grew heavy and labored. He was, after all, over thirty years old, and his lifestyle in recent years had been decadent, filled with heavy drinking and whoring. His physical functions had long declined. This close-quarters brawl had pushed his body to its limit.

"Thump!"

Seeing Lu Feng's movements slow, Su Tianyu pulled his upper body back and kicked him in the face.

Lu Feng fell off the sofa. Su Tianyu, with bloodshot eyes, got up, ignoring his wounds, and grabbed the ashtray from the table, smashing it down on Lu Feng's head.

Lu Feng used his arm to block the blow, gasping for breath as he retreated.

Su Tianyu swung his arm and smashed the ashtray directly onto Lu Feng's cheek. He then bent down, picked up a broken piece of the floor lamp, and thrust it straight at Lu Feng's neck.

"Pfft!"

A lackey rushed over and slashed at Su Tianyu's back with a knife, but he ignored it, focusing only on Lu Feng.

The lackey tried to pursue with the knife, but was blocked by the Bai brothers. The two sides clashed, hacking and smashing at each other!

In fact, when Su Tianyu was single-handedly attacking Lu Feng, the Bai brothers had taken a lot of the heat for him. Several strong men in the living room were battling with them, otherwise Su Tianyu would have been taken down by now, no matter how fierce he was. Because the room was small and the opponents were numerous, it wasn't an advantageous fight.

Lu Feng was feeling weak and saw that Su Tianyu still had a sharp piece of iron in his hand, so he instinctively stepped back.

"Pfft!"

Su Tianyu, holding the broken end of the lamp, stabbed it directly into Lu Feng's back. He quickened his pace again, scrambling haphazardly towards the windowsill.

Su Tianyu pursued him, still like a mad dog, not saying a word, just using the metal rod to stab at Lu Feng.

Lu Feng's thighs were gushing blood from the stabs. He wanted to fight back, but the other man's weapon was too long. If he stayed there, he'd be riddled with holes. In desperation, he reached out and twisted the window switch, stepping out of the window.

Su Tianyu was slightly stunned, then immediately followed to the window. Looking out, he saw a set of iron external stairs on the outside of the fourth floor. Lu Feng was running down them.

Su Tianyu gritted his teeth and also climbed onto the windowsill. But the rod was too long and difficult to maneuver through the window, so he simply discarded the weapon and chased after him with his bare hands.

Lu Feng heard the footsteps and turned his head. Seeing Su Tianyu covered in blood but still chasing after him, a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.

The two ran, one chasing the other. In the blink of an eye, they reached the halfway point between the first and second 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 half a meter high, reaching only to Lu Feng's waist. Losing his balance, he immediately tumbled down the stairs, falling heavily to the ground.

Su Tianyu didn't bother walking down the stairs. He simply vaulted over the railing from the halfway point, jumped down, straddled Lu Feng's body, and began throwing punches.

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 beer bottle placed outside the restaurant door and, gritting his teeth, smashed it towards Su Tianyu's head.

"Bang!"

Su Tianyu ducked his head, and the bottle shattered on the back of his left neck. Immediately, a large amount of blood seeped from his hair at the back of his head, and most of the broken glass shards poured down 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 fight began. He slowly raised the broken bottle, trying to stab Su Tianyu.

Su Tianyu remained silent, not saying a word. He used his left hand to hold down Lu Feng's arm holding the bottle, and his right hand punched Lu Feng's Adam's apple, blow after blow!

After the two rolled around on the ground for a dozen seconds, Lu Feng had basically given up struggling. It wasn't that he didn't want to fight, but he really didn't have any strength left. He felt like his lungs were about to explode, and he couldn't even lift his arms.

Su Tianyu grabbed the other man's collar, picked up the half of the beer bottle he'd snatched away, and stabbed it into Lu Feng's ribs seven or eight times. Towards the end, the mouth of the bottle kept breaking, and the broken glass shards were crushed, with at least half of them buried in the flesh of Lu Feng's ribs.

On both sides of the road, the police officers under Wang Daolin and Li Xing were stunned by the sight of the two blood-covered combatants. They stretched their necks, unable to react for a moment.

"Damn, they're fighting downstairs!" The police officer next to Wang Daolin was the first to react, stepping forward, drawing his gun, and shouting, "Damn it, you're asking for it, aren't you? You're fighting out here? Do you think we don't exist?"

Lu Feng's ears were ringing, and his mind was blank. He didn't hear the shouts 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 grabbed Lu Feng's neck with both hands and asked in a low voice.

Lu Feng lay sprawled out, not knowing if he was too dazed to reply, or if he was still in a state of shock. In any case, he only shook his head slightly, not reacting at all.

Su Tianyu grabbed Lu Feng's collar, dragged his upper body up, and roared with wide eyes, "I'm asking you a question! Still want to fight?!"

"Stop it!" An officer rushed over.

Su Tianyu looked at Lu Feng, gritted his teeth, and roared, "Do you know why I insisted on getting 600,000 from you?!! I just want to tell you, what's done is done!! If you're still not over it, then we'll go all the way to the death!! Goddamn it, my father was sentenced to death when I was eighteen, and I was sent to the independent war zone when I was nineteen. I've even laid in a mass grave for half a month!! What am I afraid of from your Changqing Gang?!"

"Bang!"

Lu Feng's body fell heavily to the ground, his legs straightened, motionless.

Su Tianyu slowly stood up, his steps unsteady, and was supported by a police officer next to 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 weapons were scattered all over the place. Su Tianbei, Kong Zhengwei, and others could no longer stand on their own and were supporting each other.

"Can I take the money?!" Su Tianbei's right hand tendon had been severed. He pointed at the money bag and shouted, "Can I?"

Some of the Changqing Company's men were still unconvinced, but the police had arrived, and they didn't dare to fight anymore.

Kong Zhengwei shook off his brother's arm, took three steps towards the money bag and fell down, but after a while, he still gritted his teeth and crawled up, grabbed the money bag, and shouted back, "Let's go!"