Chapter 6: Mysterious Brawl (Part 2)

  Not taking the lesson to heart, but quite insightful! I secretly ridiculed him in my mind, and suddenly thought of a black foreigner standing far away. The white foreigner in front of me was so skilled, the black one next to him would not be much worse, even if he won this time, what about the next one?

  A good man doesn't take advantage of a situation in front of him, I'd better find an opportunity to escape!

  He blocked the incoming punch again, and with a familiar move, he struck his face with a fierce elbow strike. Taking advantage of the moment when he was still reflecting on it, another punch heavily hit his right ribcage. The white foreigner's face showed pain, and his body retreated backward. I quickly took two steps forward, grabbed his raised arm, turned around and put it on my shoulder, then made a fierce effort to lift it up. Although the strength was not enough to break his arm as thick as a small leg, it also pained the white foreigner so much that he let out a miserable cry, stretching out his hand to push my head.

  I didn't give him any chance to fight back, and immediately kicked his right leg with my left foot, making him maintain a very strange golden rooster independent posture. Immediately after, I turned around again, facing him with my left foot stretched out, and pulled hard with both hands. The white foreigner was subjected to this force, one foot stood unsteadily, and was swept away by my left foot, his huge body plunged forward and fell heavily to the ground again.

  The opportunity has arrived! I quickly caught up with two steps and rode on his back, my left hand grasped his wrist, my right hand grasped the concave part of his shoulder, and both hands exerted force to pull him backwards! Along with a "crack" sound, the white foreigner let out a miserable cry, and his entire arm had already dislocated.

  What are we waiting for if not now? After finishing everything, I quickly dropped my dislocated arm and ran towards the end of the alley.

  The white foreigner only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and when he looked up again, I had already run far away! He couldn't help but let out an angry roar, got up, shouted "Stop!" in English, and was about to chase after me. Who knew that his foot slipped, and with a loud crash, he fell to the ground again, splashing mud and water everywhere.

  Hearing this voice full of resentment, I was frightened and my whole body trembled as I ran with all my might, and couldn't help but quicken my pace.

  Stop? Stop and let you two fight there? Not running is foolish!

  When the white foreigner lifted his head again, I had already disappeared at the end of the alley, and he was kneeling on the ground with his right arm dangling down, punching the ground with his left hand and cursing loudly.

  The black foreigner walked over, looked at his companion who had already fled in a hurry with a helpless expression, grabbed the dangling right arm and pinched it, then made a slight effort, and with a "crack" sound, the dislocated arm was reset. The black foreigner patted his companion's shoulder, gazing towards the end of the path with a faint smile on his face: "He is the one we are looking for."

  The white foreigner stopped cursing and gazed at the small road, a cold smile spreading from the corner of his mouth.

  I ran out of the alley and sprinted down the main street, turning whenever I saw a bend, until I was panting and had no energy left before stopping. Looking back to make sure no one was chasing me, I collapsed onto the ground, leaning against a bus stop sign by the side of the road. After catching my breath for a while, I lifted my head only to find that I had no idea where I was, and then I sadly realized that I was lost!

  Everything that just happened still feels like a dream, provoking a few small tricks to get revenge is one thing, but how did two such formidable foreigners suddenly appear out of nowhere? From their eyes to their ruthless and efficient movements, they absolutely do not possess the qualities of ordinary people. Are they foreign spies who have eaten too much and are looking for something to do after drinking wine?

  It's not just ordinary people, why bother to fight with me? Rubbing my slightly numb face, the needle-like pain tells me that I wasn't dreaming! If it wasn't a dream, then... what is this place? There's no one around, do I have to wander around here all night until dawn?

  I gritted my teeth and slowly got up, my whole body aching all over. I looked around helplessly, but there wasn't a single building that I recognized in the surrounding area. Everything seemed very unfamiliar, except for some neon signs that were still lit up, telling me that I was indeed in the city where I had lived for four years. But this place, it seemed like I had never been here before!

  Sun! I've lived in this city for four years, and yet I still got chased to a dead end and lost my way. If I told anyone, they'd laugh me to death! I was so angry that I spun around in circles on the spot several times before finally noticing the bus stop sign behind me, standing there stupidly under the dim light as if mocking me. I was so furious that I wanted to slap myself, but when I thought of my already pitiful face, I couldn't bear to do it.

  After carefully studying the bus stop sign, I found myself running to another street two or three miles away from the pedestrian street. This street I had never been to before, no wonder I didn't recognize anywhere. With this injury, I have to deal with it as soon as possible, if not, my head will be swollen for half a month. I remember there is a 24-hour pharmacy a few streets away, which I heard from classmates that they can swipe cards, and now it's my only hope.

  Alas... covered in mud and injuries all over, how can I explain this when I get back to school?!

  I sat alone, holding my injured head and sighing, while at the same time a black Audi A8 sped down the night road and stopped in front of the emergency department of the city hospital. The car door opened, and several people got out and quickly walked towards the emergency room.

  Several men were sitting at the entrance of the operating room, and when they saw someone coming, they all stood up and called out "Big Brother". The person who came was a man in his thirties, with a sturdy body and a gloomy face, followed by several big men wearing black clothes. Just as the one called Big Brother was about to say something, the light on the operating room door suddenly went out, and the door was pushed open, and several nurses pushed a hospital bed out.

  The man rushed forward and shouted at the person on the bed: "Hei Gou, it's me, big brother! Open your eyes and look at me, Hei Gou, Hei Gou..."

  The one lying on the bed was my black dog, pale and limp, with a saline drip hanging from its arm, motionless. The man, having shouted for half a day without any response, suddenly grabbed the doctor who had just walked out and roared: "Doctor, how is my brother?"

  The refined and courteous doctor had never seen such a scene before, and was already pale with fear from these burly men. Seeing the gloomy-faced man suddenly grab him, he was even more frightened, stuttering: "He... his condition is very serious, three ribs are broken, I've already set them for him, no big deal. However, both of his shoulders suffered severe blows, comminuted fractures of the clavicle. I can't handle it, can only do some simple treatment first."

  The man was furious when he heard this, pinned the doctor against the wall and shouted: "What did you say? You can't afford it? Are you a doctor or not? How are you doctors doing?! If anything happens to my brother, I'll ruin you!"

  The poor doctor was so scared that his legs were trembling, and he didn't even care about the saliva on his face. He cried out with a sad face: "I... I'm just an on-duty doctor, I can't do this major surgery alone, we... we can find experts tomorrow for consultation and make a plan. As long as you're willing to spend money, it's definitely possible to recover in a year or two!"

  The man heard this and finally showed a glimmer of hope on his originally gloomy face, asking: "Are you saying it can be cured? Good! Tomorrow I'll call all those experts over! I have plenty of money, no matter how much it costs, I'll spend it to get myself cured!"

  The doctor nodded hastily, thought for a moment, and then said hesitantly: "It's just... it's almost as if he's been crippled. He can move his hands and take care of himself, but he won't be able to do any heavy labor."

  The man who had just seen a glimmer of hope was suddenly doused with a basin of cold water, and his face fell dark again. The strength in his hands increased, and he shouted loudly: "You dare to play tricks on me! You..."

  Several big men behind him quickly pulled his angry brother aside and persuaded the man: "Brother, brother, calm down..."

  He turned his head and said to the doctor, "Alright, it's none of your business, leave."

  The doctor immediately led the nurses to push the hospital bed and disappeared into the corridor, the farther away from this moody man the better. The poor doctor's heart was already severely hit, rubbing his rapidly beating heart, secretly vowing never to be on duty again!

  The man gradually calmed down under his consolation and punched the wall twice with force. He asked coldly, "What about the other little brothers?"

  A subordinate beside him replied respectfully: "More than a dozen younger brothers were injured to varying degrees, the most serious ones need one and a half years to recover, and the lightest ones also need several months."

  "Damn it!" The man cursed loudly: "What kind of person is so ruthless! How many people are there?"

  "The injured little brother said that there was only one person on the other side."

  "What? One person?" The man was clearly shocked and looked at his subordinate with some disbelief.

  His face looked a bit unsightly, and he nodded: "Yes, the other side was just one person. Here's what happened: Black Dog Brother's younger brothers had a conflict with a young man in Old Nine's bar, and two of them were injured by that young man. Since it was Old Nine's turf, they didn't dare to cause trouble, so they went to report back to Black Dog Brother. Black Dog Brother was furious, and he brought over ten younger brothers to lie in wait at the entrance of the bar. Unexpectedly, that kid was such a good fighter, even Black Dog Brother's quick knife wasn't his match! When we received the notification and rushed over, Black Dog Brother and the others were already like this."

  "Do you know who that little guy is?"

  "I don't know." He shook his head helplessly, seeing the big brother's face turn worse again. He quickly continued: "But we will definitely investigate! There is also a strange situation. The injured little brother said that when they finished fighting, two foreigners suddenly appeared. These two foreigners were also drinking in Jiu Ye's bar at the time. One of them even fought with that kid and beat him badly. Later, that kid took advantage of the situation and ran away. However, those two foreigners shouldn't be helping us because to prove it wasn't helping us, he actually broke one of the little brother's legs... These two people are very ruthless and very powerful!"

  "Foreigners?" The man was slightly confused and asked his subordinates: "What are the identities of these two foreigners?"

  "I don't know." He shook his head helplessly.

  "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything! If you don't know, go ask your father to investigate!" The man's anger erupted again, and he kicked the chair against the wall, shouting at his subordinates: "What are you all staring at? Go ask your father to investigate! What is this nonsense! Who cares about some Jianghu master or fierce foreigner! Go ask your father to investigate, and chop off all their heads!"

  "Yes, yes." The subordinates behind him hastily nodded in agreement and turned to walk towards the stairs, quickly leaving this dangerous place.

  The man furiously swung his fists at the air and walked away with his hands down towards the cars downstairs.