The Lost Tomb Vol. 7

Chapter 12: Wreaking Havoc In Heaven

The situation downstairs wasn't clear for a while, but Fatty's side had already started a big fight. The tables were all turned over and the dishes were all smashed. The four guys who rushed into the room first were knocked down by Fatty in an instant, but he was also injured. The other side saw that Fatty was so fierce that they dared not lean forward any more. One of them rushed out of the door and shouted, "Security! Security! Call the security guards up!"

The old woman off to the side was shocked to death by our actions, and the little girl was so scared that she turned pale and hid behind the middle-aged woman. I looked around and thought, which side should I help? I looked downstairs and saw that the drop was quite high. I was afraid I couldn't jump down like that, so it was safer to follow Fatty and fight the security guards.

Just as I was groping around looking for a weapon, I suddenly saw the old woman's two bodyguards rush in and stand between me and them. The old woman said, "Are you crazy? Do you know what will happen if you offend the boss here?"

I couldn't control the situation now that it had already started, and I was also a person who had no scruples when it came to fighting. I had been full of resentment earlier, but now I was angry and said, "It's like you said. This hotel has been open too long and the boss is too stable. Someone has to give him some stimulation. Let's be good people and send Buddha to the west. Today we'll give the bosses here some stimulation." At this point, I took a sip of tea and threw the cup down.

I was just about to get up and join the melee, but I suddenly remembered my appointment with the old woman. I immediately looked at my watch and found it was already 4:25. I suddenly felt a rush in my heart and asked Fatty, "Can you hold on for another five minutes?"

Fatty was stuck in the doorway and directly knocked the last man down with a head-butt before inexplicably saying: "Huh? Fuck, do you have to go to the bathroom or something?"

I copied Fatty's tone and answered, "We've been sitting here for so long, and have been through a lot of trouble and mockery. We can't give up all our efforts. Just for five minutes, then we'll let Granny see what perseverance is."

Fatty was happy: "Mr. Naive, you're such a chicken shit when we're in the tombs, but who knew you were actually quite dashing when it comes to dealing with people? You remind me of when I was younger. Well then, I'll show them what I'm capable of and let you show your perseverance." With that said, he closed the balcony door and propped all the tables and chairs against it.

Someone soon knocked against the door outside, so Fatty leaned against it and began staring at his watch.

My heart beat faster. This time, I knew I had really made a name for myself, and I figured the next thing would make my grandfather roll over in his grave. I looked downstairs and saw the chaotic mess. A man who rushed up was knocked down by Poker-face, and Pink Shirt was protecting the front of the glass cabinet. The two men looked at each other but hadn't yet come to blows.

The good thing about fighting in such a place was that there was no way to call the police. The auction itself was illegal, and the only way to settle the dispute was by determining who was a better fighter. But Poker-face couldn't use his skills in such a place. If the other party was a zombie, it wouldn't matter how hard he hit them, but for these living people, it was impossible to break their necks one by one. I believed he was showing them mercy, so we shouldn't have any problems getting out of here. If Fatty and I jumped from here as soon as the time came, we would only suffer a minor injury or two.

I felt better when I thought about it, but just as I was trying to breathe a sigh of relief, the old lady suddenly said to the two bodyguards, "Pull him from the stool."

As soon as I heard this, I froze and saw the two young men coming at me. I shouted, "Granny, you can't cheat!"

"Since you've smashed this place, why can't I beat you up? Who's playing dirty?" Granny Huo pointed at me with her hand, "Do it!"

I cursed in my heart and immediately called to Fatty: "Protect me! Protect me!" All while squeezing the stool with my hands and pushing my ass back in the seat.

As soon as Fatty saw my situation change, he swung the stool up to rush toward me, but clashed with the Huo family. Those few middle-aged people who had been eating outside grabbed Fatty, and they all started wrestling with each other. By this point, the two bodyguards had reached me and grabbed my sleeves.

I tried my best to break free, and immediately grabbed the nearby railing. When they pulled my arm, I bit them, making sure to keep my ass on the stool. After making a scene for a while, the old woman became impatient and cried, "Leave him, and grab his stool." They immediately tried to grab the stool by my crotch, but I quickly clamped my legs shut to protect the stool.

They grabbed my thighs and nearly tore them apart, but Fatty finally arrived. He tore off his clothes and rushed out of the crowd. As soon as he came up, he squeezed all of us with the pressure of Mount Tai.

The two bodyguards were supposed to be quite skilled, but they were suddenly pressed down by such a heavy force, so it was difficult to break free in such a short amount of time. Even I was squeezed under the two and almost suffocated.

At the same time, the blocked door finally burst open, and several security guards rushed in with batons, already in a furious state. The scene was as chaotic as a children's fight.

My intestines were green with remorse. I really didn't expect this kind of change would happen in a mere five minutes. Several security guards rushed directly to Fatty and hit him on the head with their batons. Fatty gave a roar and turned back to protect his head with his hands, blocking the sticks falling like rain. He shouted, "Fuck! Is it time yet?" As soon as he had finished speaking, his throat was beaten with a stick and he screamed repeatedly.

I stretched out my hand to look at my watch, but I couldn't see it at all. Seeing how Fatty had been hit by the security guard, I didn't care about whether the time was up or not, and shouted, "It's time!"

"Damn it!" Fatty gave a loud roar and rushed out to topple several security guards. As soon as the weight on my body was loose, I immediately turned to the person who was pressing on me and kicked out with one knee. I then stood up and grabbed Fatty. "Let's go! Let's go downstairs!"

Fatty's eyes were red as he patted my hand. "What a joke!" He grabbed the slender carving table on one side and cursed the security guards: "Fuck your grandfather, the tiger doesn't show his true power. I'm addicted to payback and I'm at peak performance today. I'll take you head on, and see which of you thinks life is too long!"