Chapter Sixteen: The Work of the Whiskers

  These two people are probably among the top-notch fighters, clearly different from ordinary thugs. Whether it's their moves or their strength, they both have their own methods, and the three of them seem to still have some energy left after being held off by the duo. Scarface Three and Sun Old Six are used to robbing and killing people in their daily lives, but they don't count as top-notch fighters, and when fighting against these two who look like trained martial artists, it's clear that they're not on the same level. If you really think about it, among the three of them, only Hu Fei counts as the main force.

  Hu Fei had come to gamble after dinner, but he didn't expect to encounter such a misfortune! It's only been a few days since the tragic event at home, and Hu Fei still hasn't fully vented out the anger that has been pent up inside him. Seeing the chaotic scene around him today made his heart even more irritable for no reason. Fine, if you all want to push it, then let's have a showdown!

  The two casino thugs could see that among the three people opposite, Hu Fei was the main force despite being young. The two of them exchanged a glance and divided their work: the thin one specialized in dealing with Pockmark Three and Old Six Sun, while the tall and strong man with the highest combat value came to deal with Hu Fei.

  The tall and powerful man swung the rolling pin in his hand twice, "Whoosh! Whoosh!" Hu Fei cautiously retreated two steps back, holding the two table legs in front of his body. Protecting oneself before engaging with others is a rule for martial artists.

  He slapped the horizontal meat on his face twice, revealing a grimace that made people unbearable. "Heh heh, kid, you're unlucky today. But don't worry, I'll spare your life and just break two legs for you. Next time when making friends, be more careful not to get involved with any unscrupulous people!"

  This guy looks like a big, dumb brute, but he's actually quite cunning. Before the two of them started fighting, this one muttered to himself and thoroughly scolded his opponent. Once he felt he had said all he needed to say, he raised his rolling pin horizontally, glared with his eyes wide open, opened his mouth wide and let out a strange yell, then charged over swinging his fist!

  Hu Fei saw the opponent's fierce momentum, and quickly dodged to the side, retreating a step. He stretched out his left hand to block the table leg in front of him, while his right hand swung the table leg around with force! In his ears, he heard two distinct sounds, "Ka Cha!" and "Pa!", almost simultaneously. The two table legs in Hu Fei's hands snapped at the same time!

  The one in the left hand that was used to block was broken into two pieces after touching the rolling pin. The table leg, which looked sturdy when supporting the table, was not as durable and practical as the rolling pin when used for fighting. The right-hand strike was quite accurate, hitting the back of the tall man's neck. It is unknown whether Hu Fei used too much force or if the muscles on the man's neck were too hard, but the table leg broke into three pieces after hitting the person!

  Hu Fei took a look and said, "What's going on? Just one exchange of blows and the spearhead has become a spear handle?" Alright, even if it is a spear handle, there's no reason to waste it! With a flick of his wrist, "Whoosh! Whoosh!" The two spear handles flew out of his hands, straight towards his opponent's face!

  The hand that was hit by the table leg is now holding its neck and crying in pain. This thing is a neck! Although this neck has more meat on it than usual, it barely managed to withstand being hit by Hu Fei's table leg without being broken into two pieces, but it still hurts like hell! If it didn't break the neck this time, it could have easily made it a twisted neck or a fallen neck.

  He's rubbing his neck and wiping away tears over there, Hu Fei's two-sectioned staff is here! "Slap! Slap!" "Ah! Ah!" Two short wooden clubs are hitting him right in the face! This unlucky fighter was beaten to a pulp with blood all over his face. Earlier he was just crying, now it's even worse, saliva, tears, and snot are all coming out! How can he still fight? The pillar of this casino has lost all combat power without even exchanging one round with his opponent!

  That small and thin fighter was originally fighting against Scarface Three and Sun the Sixth, and he still had the upper hand. Who knew that just a few rounds later, the big guy on the other side would be knocked down! If he had been killed without making a sound, it would have been okay, but the big guy wasn't dead yet, and he was lying there holding his head and wailing in pain.

  The two were the door gods of the casino, and although they looked very different in size, they were actually close friends. The big guy was crying and yelling on the side, and the skinny one was naturally affected, and as he fought, his eyes involuntarily glanced at the big guy. Can you afford to lose focus during a fight? This guy wasn't paying attention for a moment, and was hit by Scarface with a broomstick on the forehead, just as he let out a "ah", the ankle of his other foot was smashed by a teacup.

  Even a thin punch is considered fierce, and he endured the injury on his legs without falling to the ground. After stumbling underfoot, he gritted his teeth and jumped to one side, then left the casino without even saying goodbye. This job can't be done, others won't play along!

  Scar Three and Old Six exchanged a glance, chuckled to themselves, and bent down to pick up the money on the ground. The gambling table had been overturned, but Hu Fei's large bet was still on the table! As they looked around, the two men were stunned - what? There was indeed money on the ground, but all that remained were scattered coins and small bills, a one-yuan note here, a copper coin there; the larger bills had all been snatched up by the gamblers who had just fled.

  Looking around or continuing to fight, the gamblers who were secretly walking out with their hands in their pockets, these two beards suddenly jumped up, one grabbed a rolling pin! The fat and thin ones had no fighting power left, so of course the two rolling pins used to maintain order in the casino were not needed either. The two rolling pins thrown on the ground just returned to Pockmark Three and Old Six this pair of beards!

  What's the mustache doing with a weapon? Robbery, of course! There are many people here, and every gambler has money on them. With the current chaotic order, I don't know if it's a qualified mustache or not to take advantage of the chaos and rob someone.

  "Halt! You son of a bitch, I'm talking to you! Hand over the money in your pocket!" The two mustachioed men cooperated tacitly, swiftly blocking off a sneaky gambler who was trying to make a dash for the door from both directions.

  Just now, the big guy fought for a while, although intense, but the time was too short, Hu Fei obviously didn't enjoy it! With a glance, he saw that group of people over there who were fighting with gamblers, these guys had weapons and weren't innocent honest people, using them to practice and vent their anger was just right!

  If saying that Fat and Thin are still somewhat considered as practitioners, then the other thugs in the casino are completely a group of rascals, hooligans, and hoodlums. These people rely on their numbers to gang up and bully an honest person, but compared to Hu Fei who has been practicing martial arts since childhood, they are not just slightly inferior.

  Hu Fei rushed over and snatched a single-handed club from one of the thugs, kicked him to the ground with one foot, and then shouted loudly as he charged into the fray. This three-foot-long single-handed short club came alive in his hands, pointing east and west, south and north, and any casino thug within five feet of Hu Fei was beaten without exception.

  Fortunately, Hu Fei's hands were light and heavy, and these beaten thugs generally only had a broken nose, swollen eyes, twisted wrists, and sprained feet. At most, they would have a fractured arm or leg, but no one would be left with a disability, let alone lose their lives.