Chapter 528 The Situation Is Really Dire

Chapter 528 The Situation Is Really Dire

The first punch hit Wang Xiaohei's cheek hard. Wang Xiaohei's head suddenly swung to one side, and blood spurted out of his mouth, mixed with a few knocked-out teeth. His cheek swelled up instantly, like a ripe rotten peach, and a deep fist mark appeared on his skin. The skin around the fist mark turned purple at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With the second punch, Qi Tongwei hit Wang Xiaohei's abdomen directly. Wang Xiaohei curled up like a shrimp. He felt as if his internal organs were mixed together. The severe pain made it impossible for him to breathe. He could only make a "uh uh" sound in his throat. His body flew backwards and knocked over several tables and chairs before stopping.

The third punch, without any pause, landed on Wang Xiaohei's eye socket. Wang Xiaohei's eye socket instantly turned black and blue, and his eyeball seemed to be about to pop out of his eye socket. His vision became blurred, and his eyes were full of golden stars. His body was already shaky, but Qi Tongwei's attack continued.

Wang Xiaohei was almost knocked unconscious by this series of attacks, but his instinct for survival and the resentment in his heart made him fight back in anger. When Qi Tongwei punched him again, he used all his strength to dodge sideways, then rushed towards Qi Tongwei's legs, hugged Qi Tongwei's legs, and bit them hard.

Qi Tongwei roared in pain, raised his leg to shake off Wang Xiaohei, and punched Wang Xiaohei's back at the same time. Wang Xiaohei endured the punches raining down on his back and refused to let go. His teeth were deeply embedded in Qi Tongwei's leg muscles, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Qi Tongwei finally broke free from Wang Xiaohei's bite, his legs were covered in blood. He became even more angry and rushed towards Wang Xiaohei again. The two wrestled with each other, punching and kicking each other, neither giving in.

Qi Tongwei's fists rained down on Wang Xiaohei's body. Wang Xiaohei's nose was twisted to one side, and blood kept flowing, staining his face and clothes red. Wang Xiaohei was not to be outdone. He used his remaining strength to slap Qi Tongwei in the face. He used all his strength in each slap, and Qi Tongwei's face began to swell up.

The people around were stunned by the sudden violence. Some tried to pull them apart, but the two were fighting so hard that they could not get close. Gao Yuliang shouted anxiously, trying to calm Qi Tongwei down, but Qi Tongwei could no longer listen.

Wang Xiaohei gradually fell into a frenzy while being beaten, his eyes full of ferocity. He used his knee to hit Qi Tongwei's abdomen fiercely, and Qi Tongwei bent over in pain. Wang Xiaohei took the opportunity to hit Qi Tongwei's back with his elbow. Qi Tongwei staggered, but soon stabilized his body. He grabbed Wang Xiaohei's arm and twisted it hard, and Wang Xiaohei screamed.

The two men rolled on the ground, knocking the tables and chairs around them to the ground. Qi Tongwei and Wang Xiaohei were covered with wounds, and their clothes were torn to shreds. Their fight had lost their minds and was a complete instinctive release.

During the fierce struggle, Wang Xiaohei touched a broken porcelain piece, which was a piece of tableware that had been smashed by the creditor. He held the porcelain piece tightly and scratched it towards Qi Tongwei's neck. Qi Tongwei sensed the danger and dodged suddenly. The porcelain piece cut a long gash on his neck and blood immediately gushed out.

This completely enraged Qi Tongwei, and he was like a ignited gunpowder barrel, bursting out with even greater power. He grabbed Wang Xiaohei's hand holding the porcelain piece and twisted it hard, causing the porcelain piece to fall to the ground. Then he used his other hand to hit Wang Xiaohei's temple. This punch made Wang Xiaohei dizzy, his body swayed a few times, and he almost fell down.

But Wang Xiaohei still managed to stand firm with his ruthlessness, and he rushed towards Qi Tongwei, and the two of them entangled again. At this time, they were both exhausted, but hatred and anger made them continue to attack each other.

The creditors around were also frightened by the fierce fighting scene. They did not expect things to develop to this extent. Some creditors began to worry that they would be implicated and wanted to sneak away. The hotel employees were anxiously waiting for the police to arrive. They were afraid that this fight would bring greater disaster to the hotel.

Gao Yuliang looked at the two people fighting, and his heart was filled with regret. He regretted not stopping Qi Tongwei, and he also regretted getting involved in Wang Xiaohei's mess. He knew that no matter what the outcome of this fight was, it would bring them irreversible consequences.

The fight between Qi Tongwei and Wang Xiaohei continued, and their bodies were covered with wounds. Qi Tongwei's face was covered with blood and bruises, and his movements began to slow down, but the anger in his eyes was still not extinguished. Wang Xiaohei was not much better, he was injured in many places, and every time he moved, he was accompanied by excruciating pain, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted, wanting to fight Qi Tongwei to the death.

The creditors were trembling in fear, not daring to breathe. Their eyes wandered over the wrestling Qi Tongwei and Wang Xiaohei, and they quietly moved back, wanting to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible, fearing that they would be dragged into more trouble by this chaos. One of the creditors had beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, and he nervously looked at the door, ready to find the right moment to slip away.

The hotel staff were anxious, with deep worries in their eyes. They gathered together tightly, and some of them looked towards the door from time to time, hoping that the police would arrive soon. A young waitress bit her lip and looked at the mess of the hotel with tears in her eyes. She knew that this incident might be a disaster for the hotel.

Gao Yuliang was extremely anxious, his brows were tightly knitted together, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He paced back and forth around the two men, trying to find a chance to pull them apart, but the two were fighting too fiercely, and he couldn't get close at all. "Qi Tongwei, Wang Xiaohei, stop fighting!" His voice was a little hoarse, but his shouting seemed so powerless amid the roars of the two men.

Qi Tongwei was panting heavily, and every punch he threw was filled with anger. His face was covered in blood, which mixed with sweat and flowed down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground. His eyes were burning with anger, as if he wanted to completely devour Wang Xiaohei. "Scum like you should be punished!" He roared, and although his movements were slow, he still threw every punch with all his strength.

Wang Xiaohei's condition was also extremely bad; his hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn to tatters, and his body was covered with bruises and wounds.