"If I don't kill you, you'll kill Brother Yiu." Chen Tai pointed his blade at Dai Feng.
"Afraid you two will come at me together!" Dai Feng flicked his wrist, and the soft whip lashed towards Chen Tai's face. Chen Tai cleaved the whip in two with a single slash, sending sparks flying in front of him! Then, with a forward-winding motion, he swung his katana towards Dai Feng.
He called out, "Brother Jie! I'm Chen Tai, the 49th of the Harmony Heroes!"
Just as Chen Tai had come to his rescue with his knife, Heizai Jie took a few breaths. At this moment, Heizai Jie finally understood why this guy named Dai Feng dared to smash his Gambling den all by himself. His kung fu was indeed formidable. If Chen Tai hadn't interrupted him, he probably would have been exhausted and exposed his weakness if that attack had continued for a few more minutes.
But seeing Chen Tai's left shoulder covered in blood, fighting Dai Feng with only one hand while wielding the knife, and knowing he would be killed by Dai Feng soon, Heizai Jie gritted his teeth and shouted, "A-Tai! Step back, I'll handle this!"
Holding the Bik Gaai Cha, he lunged at Dai Feng again, truly creating a two-on-one situation.
In the distance, Scribe Hui used a bucket of water to extinguish the fire on Xianyu Shuan's body. Then he knelt down, picked up Xianyu Shuan, whose body was mostly charred black, and shook him vigorously. "A Shuan! A Shuan! Wake up! Wake up!"
Perhaps the violent shaking had an effect, or perhaps the extinguishing of the flames lessened the pain for the Xianyu Shuan, but it struggled to open its eyes a crack, its charred chin and lips twitching slightly. "..."
"Hold on, hold on! I'll take you to see a doctor!" Scribe Hui lifted Xianyu Shuan up in his arms and walked along Tai Wo Street like Headless fly.
"Tell... Secretary Song... please... please ask him to help... help... me take care of my wife and daughter, money, money... money is..." Xianyu Shuan to Scribe Hui's arms, his left hand struggling to lift up to touch something, only managing to squeeze out half a sentence before his arm fell heavily back down, and he fell silent.
"A Shuan!" Scribe Hui hugged Xianyu Shuan, tears streaming down his face. Although the two had never crossed paths before, and although Scribe Hui was jealous and envious of Xianyu Shuan for receiving more reward money from Song Tianyao, they were both cowardly and timid small fry in the big gang Fuyixing, and both were working hard to earn money for their families. This made them quite close to each other in just two days because of their shared plight, like old friends. But after only two days, one of them closed his eyes and could never open them again.
Scribe Hui turned to look at the three still fighting, put the Xianyu Shuan on the side of the street, picked up a carrying pole from the ground, and pounced on Dai Feng: "A Shuan! Wait for me to avenge you!"
Dai Feng was parrying Taihe and Heizai Jie. Although he seemed to have the upper hand in one-on-one combat, the pressure on Dai Feng increased exponentially when the two of them joined forces against him. He had to switch from a series of attacks to a defensive counterattack, and only after blocking several of their moves could he find the right moment to launch a counterattack.
Just then, Scribe Hui, carrying a carrying pole, rushed into the fray. He swung the pole around recklessly and brought it down on Dai Feng's head. Just as the pole was about to hit his head, Dai Feng tried to dodge by moving his body to the side, but Chen Tai's knife had already swept down at his waist!
"Ah!" Dai Feng shouted, his entire upper body bending backward in a backbend, as Chen Tai's knife grazed past Dai Feng's clothes!
"Thud! Thud!" Two sounds of weapons piercing flesh rang out as Dai Feng performed his iron bridge move.
Dai Feng dodged Scribe Hui's carrying pole and Chen Tai's samurai sword, but he couldn't dodge Heizai Jie's tricky Bik Gaai Cha!
As Heizai Jie bent down on Dai Feng's iron bridge, he made a vicious lunge forward, driving a Bik Gaai Cha fork into Dai Feng! Another Bik Gaai Cha fork pierced Dai Feng's waist!
Having landed a successful blow, Heizai Jie pulled out his double forks and retreated. Scribe Hui, with a single strike of his carrying pole, was rendered helpless. Chen Tai also slowly retreated a few steps, leaving only Dai Feng in the middle of the street. With a beautiful bridge move, he was stabbed by Heizai Jie, his body collapsing to the ground. He rolled on the ground, screaming in agony, blood and dirt mingling on his body. Compared to his elegant and clean demeanor when he killed Xianyu Shuan, he was now as dirty as a beggar.
Chen Tai sheathed his knife and retreated towards Song Tianyao's father. The Scribe Hui, also panicked and dropped his carrying pole, not daring to look at Dai Feng again. He followed Chen Tai, fleeing towards the tenement building where Song Tianyao lived. Only Heizai Jie grinned maliciously as he approached Dai Feng, who was still screaming and writhing in agony, "You messed with my Gambling den without any grudge? Go to hell!"
As he spoke, two Bik Gaai Cha were plunged deep into Dai Feng's chest, with the fork tips even protruding from his back and embedding themselves in the ground!
As his heart was pierced, Dai Feng's screams came to an abrupt halt. He convulsed a few times, pinned to the ground by the Bik Gaai Cha fork, before collapsing to the side, motionless.
Just as Heizai Jie pulled out his Bik Gaai Cha and straightened up, dozens of people surged from the end of Tai Wo Street. Some wore suits, some wore long gowns, and some wore vests—a motley crew of all shapes and sizes, carrying various axes and knives. They pushed past two taxis blocking their way. Leading the way was one of the youths who had been injured by Heizai Jie at the club. Seeing Heizai Jie and his dozen or so men, the youth pointed at Heizai Jie and shouted:
"It was he who led the men to burn down Mr. Du's courtyard wall!"
As soon as he uttered those words, sixty or seventy men behind him raised axes and machetes, cursing in Shanghai: "You son of a bitch! You bastard, how dare you touch Mr. Du! Do you think the Green Gang has no one in Hong Kong? The Mr. Choi Fat has ordered that the bastard who burned down Mr. Du's house be torn to pieces! Kill him! Burn down all of Wo Shing Yi's stalls Wo Shing Yee, drive the Wo He-prefix gangs out of business!"
As these foul words were uttered, the men surged towards Heizai Jie and his dozen or so henchmen like a tidal wave!
"Take Renbo upstairs and hide!" Seeing this, Chen Tai simply pulled Song Chunren over and pushed him toward the Scribe Hui, urging the two of them to hurry upstairs.
After Song Chunren and his Scribe Hui entered the building, Chen Tai, holding his knife in one hand, said to his men, "Let's go! I'll stay downstairs and guard the place! Go back to my Big Brother and tell him that some Shanghai people have started a war against the He-prefix gangs!"
Chapters 134: Brothers Fighting Tigers