Chapter 41: Bloodthirsty Slaughter
Lin Feng and others saw that there were more than twice as many people on the other side, what else could they do? Run!
"Brothers, retreat." After a loud shout, Lin Feng let his brothers run first and followed behind to cover their backs. As he ran, he turned back to look, but Lin Feng wasn't afraid at all. When he embarked on this path, he knew that one foot was in prison and the other was in the morgue.
"Brother Feng, something's wrong! There are people up ahead too." a younger brother turned around and shouted.
Lin Feng looked ahead and, as expected, saw a group of people standing about 100 meters away, their machetes glinting with a faint chill in the light of the street lamps and the neon signs of the surrounding shops.
"They all surrounded in a circle." Lin Feng gave the order decisively.
As both sides approached, Lin Feng's heart sank. With over 100 people on the other side and only more than 20 brothers on his own side, he knew they definitely couldn't break through. Lin Feng knew that he absolutely must not panic, because if he panicked, these brothers would also become disordered, and everything would be finished.
"What's everyone out here for?" Lin Feng shouted loudly.
"Money, women, status."
"As long as we can make it back alive tonight, everything will be fine. But now these bastards are trying to snatch our women and money, what should we do?"
"Kill, kill, kill." The younger brothers were stirred up like they had taken Viagra, their blood boiling with excitement from Lin Feng's words. They no longer felt as fearful as before. Now they just wanted to charge forward and hack these scoundrels to death.
"Alright, now I need a brave man to break through and find Left Hand Brother. As long as we find Left Hand Brother, we'll be safe. Who's got the guts?" Lin Feng continued to shout loudly.
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About 20 brothers shouted in unison, wanting to know who dared to break through at this moment is looking for death. When people are together, they can unite and defend, but when one person goes out, 90% will hang. However, these 20 or so people still shouted loudly, as if they were not going to their deaths, but rather there was a piece of gold waiting for them up ahead.
When the two groups of people were about to surround Lin Feng and others, Lin Feng said to Xiao Hu beside him: "Xiao Hu, whether brothers will enjoy good fortune or die here depends on you. Quickly rush into that shop next door, such shops usually have a back door." He also pointed to a small restaurant by the side of the road.
Huzi nodded firmly and said, "Peak brother, don't worry, I'm a man too. If I die, please visit my mother often when you have time." After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran towards the restaurant.
"Damn it, don't let that little brat get away!" Ma Zi shouted loudly as he saw someone trying to escape, and by the time his voice fell, there were already over a dozen people chasing after Hu Zi.
Can Lin Feng let them go and catch their beards? Of course not. He raised the machete in his hand high, filled with a fierce cry: "Kill."
In the blink of an eye, three groups of people clashed, the sound of knives colliding, flesh being cut, cries of pain, curses, and the surrounding pedestrians had already scattered at the appearance of the three groups.
Watching a brother fall beside him, Lin Feng let out a loud shout: "Damn it, go die!" After finishing, he cut the person who had knocked down his own brother in half with one knife. Whether it was the opponent's people or his own brothers around him, they were all shocked by this knife. His anger did not affect Lin Feng's brain, and he took advantage of the moment when the opponents were stunned to shout loudly: "Damn it, brothers, stand together, don't scatter!"
He raised his knife to block Mazi's incoming blow, then kicked him in the stomach and cursed: "Fuck your mother, go die!" With a backhand swing of his knife, he struck at Mazi's head. But Mazi wasn't one to be trifled with either; he blocked Lin Feng's attack with his own knife and used the momentum to roll backwards. However, his luck was poor, and before he could even get back on his feet, a younger brother from Huaxing Society stabbed him in the back and sent him directly to the underworld.
Seeing his brothers getting more and more injured, Lin Feng casually chopped down a little kid who had stabbed himself in the abdomen with a knife. Covering his wound with one hand, he shouted loudly: "Brothers, hold on for me! Hu Zi has gone to find Left Hand Brother, we just need to hold on for a bit longer and reinforcements will arrive!"
With a machete in hand, Lin Feng mechanically swung it around, and no one who got close to him could stand up again. Lin Feng didn't know how many people he had cut down, but he knew his brothers were dwindling one by one. Now all he wanted to do was use all his strength to cut down a few more before he fell himself, so as to alleviate some pressure for his brothers.
"Brother Feng, we'll cover you, retreat first! You must avenge us brothers later!" one of the brothers shouted while wielding his knife to resist.
"Damn it, Left-hand Brother will bring people to rescue us soon, hold on for me." Lin Feng angrily shouted.
"Brother Feng, we've all been ambushed. The situation with Left Hand Brother and the others isn't getting any better. It's better for some of us to escape than to die together. We're not capable of much, but you're different, Brother Feng. Left Hand Brother valued you so much, and in the future, you'll definitely become the boss. You must survive, or else our deaths will be in vain. Our brothers' revenge is counting on you." The other brothers around him also repeatedly tried to persuade him.
Lin Feng's eyes were filled with tears, he knew that his brothers were all right, if he didn't leave today, he would also be buried here with these brothers. His own life was nothing, but he couldn't die in such a meaningless way. He had to live on and avenge the death of his fallen brothers.
"Don't worry, brothers. I'll definitely avenge you." After finishing speaking, Lin Feng swung his knife to chop down several people blocking the way beside him and ran forward at the fastest speed.
The non-stop cries of his brothers kept echoing in Lin Feng's ears, and his heart was bleeding. He didn't know how long he had been running when he saw police cars racing down the street with their sirens blaring, and he couldn't help but curse: "Damn you all, a bunch of useless eaters."
Lin Feng casually walked into a store, carrying a knife and ignoring the pale face of the frightened owner, picked up the phone and dialed Xu Qiang's number.
"Honk, honk, honk"
"Hey, who the hell is this?" came a tired voice from Xu Qiang.
"Brother Left Hand is dead, all brothers are dead." Lin Feng heard Xu Qiang's voice and felt as if he had found a support, his sad tears could no longer be held back, and he cried out.
"Lin Feng, is that you? Son of a bitch, you're still alive? Haha, you're still alive. Lin Feng, listen to me, the whole city is on lockdown now, find a way back to the training grounds and we'll talk about everything when you get back." Xu Qiang said excitedly, he thought Lin Feng was also glorious (dead), didn't expect this kid to be still alive.