stjorthotic Chapter 9: The Bloodbath of Unit 43
Chapter 9: The Bloodbath of Unit 43
"Scarface." The young man with slightly green hair gestured towards the corner with his chin. "Machine number 43 is over there."
The young man named Scarface looked up in the direction his companion had indicated and, sure enough, saw a blond-haired guy excitedly playing a computer game.
"Let's go, let's take him down!" He shrugged off his vest and strode over.
Scarface and his two companions walked up to machine number 43 and slapped the blond-haired guy on the head.
"Kid, you've been pretty cocky lately!"
Huang Mao was playing at a crucial moment when he suddenly got hit on the head and immediately became furious.
"Who the hell are you, daring to hit me!"
The blond-haired man turned to the three people behind him and yelled, "Was it you who hit me just now?"
Scarface spat dismissively, "So what if it's me? You think dyeing your hair blonde makes you a gangster?"
"You dare to harass my brother's woman? I'll teach you a lesson today."
He had barely finished speaking when he raised his hand and threw another punch.
Seeing the opponent throw a punch, the blond-haired man instinctively dodged to the side, barely avoiding the attack.
"Ouch, you actually dare to dodge!" Scarface was furious and prepared to throw another punch.
This time, the blond guy was completely enraged.
He was playing a game for no reason when he was slapped and now they want to hit him again. Do they really think he's easy to bully?
The blond guy threw off his headphones and tossed the ashtray at the other guy, yelling, "You son of a bitch, aren't you done yet?"
"If I don't beat you to a pulp today, you'll think I've been around for nothing."
With a loud "bang!", the ashtray hit Scarface squarely on the shoulder, making him wince in pain. He immediately cursed, "Damn it, brothers, beat him up!"
The other two companions, seeing that Scarface had been injured, immediately rushed over to help.
As the blond-haired man kicked the chair away and stood up, he grabbed the keyboard from the table and smashed it into the face of the first green-haired youth who rushed up.
"Snapped!"
With a sharp crack, the keyboard slammed into the green-haired youth's face, shattering several keys and causing him to stumble back a few steps in pain.
The blond-haired man threw down the keyboard and continued charging towards the young man next to him.
Although he doesn't have much of a fighting style, he's ruthless.
I used to fight with people over computers in internet cafes, and I got into no fewer than twenty fights. I would swing anything that was convenient, like keyboards, ashtrays, or even monitors.
Scarface rubbed his shoulder, saw that both of his brothers were injured, cursed a few times, and rushed forward again.
Seeing the menacing Scarface approaching, the blond-haired man grabbed a Coke bottle from the table and smashed it down on the man's head.
"Bang!" The bottom of the Coke bottle cracked open, and the brown liquid splashed all over Scarface's face.
Scarface didn't expect this kid to be so good at fighting. Even when it was three against one, they didn't gain any advantage.
But now that they'd already started, he couldn't just leave so easily. He had no choice but to bite the bullet, grab a chair from the side, and while Huang Mao was entangled with his two brothers, he slammed it hard into Huang Mao's back from the side.
"Smash!" The plastic chair slammed into the blond man's back and shattered into pieces.
"Damn it!" the blond-haired man gritted his teeth and groaned, his anger reaching its peak.
He quickly turned around, punched Scarface in the face, and straddled him, throwing wild punches.
"You son of a bitch, you're going to kill me, huh? I'll kill you today!"
Scarface was beaten so badly he couldn't fight back. He could only raise his fist to protect his face, but his nose was still bleeding profusely.
There were quite a few people in the internet cafe. When they saw the fight break out, they all stood up to watch the commotion, and some even took out their phones to take pictures.
At this moment, the green-haired youth got up from the ground, wiped the blood from his nose, and glared fiercely at the yellow-haired man.
They had never been so embarrassed before. If word got out, how would they ever face the world again!
The green-haired youth reached into his pocket, pulled out a switchblade, and rushed forward.
Then, aiming at the blond guy's stomach, he stabbed him directly.
"Pfft!"
The ten-centimeter-long blade was completely embedded in the blond-haired man's stomach.
In an instant, blood was everywhere.
The blond-haired man felt a chill on his stomach and looked down to see the green-haired youth's hand gripping the hilt of a knife, the blade completely embedded in his left abdomen.
The white shirt he was wearing was being soaked with red blood at a visible speed.
"Damn it..." the blond-haired man cursed angrily, clutching his stomach with both hands.
Scarface, lying on the ground, was also terrified by the scene.
Normally, you can fight as fiercely as you want without any problems, but using a knife is a much bigger issue. If you accidentally kill someone, your life is over.
Scarface scrambled to his feet and turned to run out the door.
The green-haired youth quickly realized he had caused trouble and turned to run away in fright.
Soon, several screams erupted from the internet cafe.
"Murder! Someone has died!"
"Call the police! Someone's been stabbed to death!"
With his hands covering his bleeding stomach, Huang Mao gritted his teeth and walked towards the door.
Go to the hospital, go to the hospital right now!
After Huang Mao left, the internet cafe gradually quieted down.
A student who looked like a teenager saw that the computer screen that the blond-haired guy had just set up was lit up, so he walked over excitedly and plopped down on computer number 43.
The bloodstains on the ground were still wet, but he didn't care at all. Holding the mouse with bloodstains on it, his hands were trembling with excitement.
Just as he was about to open "Fantasy Westward Journey", he saw the QQ chat box in the lower right corner flash a few times.
The boy opened the chat window and saw a message from a friend named "Singing of Loneliness":
Honey, I'm going to take a shower and rest now. We'll continue playing tonight.
You should get some rest too, love you!
The boy looked at the message in the chat window, then glanced down at the bloodstains on the ground. After a moment of silence, he typed a reply:
[This is not the person in question.]
After sending it, he added:
The owner of that QQ account was stabbed while online and is bleeding heavily from their abdomen.
I doubt he'll survive. Please accept my condolences.
After typing this line, the boy immediately closed the chat box and quickly opened "Fantasy Westward Journey".
As soon as the game started, the screen suddenly flashed and closed.
"Holy crap!"
At the same time, Su Qianqian had just turned off her computer and was heading to her bedroom with her pajamas.
She planned to take a nice shower, get a good night's sleep, and then continue playing games with her husband that evening.
……
"Boss, two bowls of hot and sour soup, and three steamers of xiaolongbao."
Lin Bei had just sat down in front of a breakfast shop when he called out to the owner.
This breakfast shop is one that Lin Bei has been eating at since he was a child. It's not only good value for money, but the food is also very delicious.
In his previous life, after he went to university, the breakfast shop closed down, and he never had the chance to eat there again.
Now that I've been reborn, I absolutely have to try it!
Song Qingning sat down next to Lin Bei, staring at his dark circles: "Didn't you say I could eat as many xiaolongbao as I wanted?"
"You only ordered this much? Enough to fill anyone's teeth?"
"How could I forget about you?" Lin Bei suddenly realized and called out again, "Boss, five more drawers!"
"That's more like it." A smile finally appeared on Song Qingning's round face.