Soon after, a chaotic sound of footsteps arose, as a group of tattooed, bare-chested youths appeared in the alley, wielding machetes and yelling as they hacked at each other.
Strangely, their machetes never seemed to hit one another, but mostly landed on the body of Tu Fu, who lay on the ground.
Tu Fu's face bore a tragic smile, blood incessantly flowing from the wounds on his body, until he soon stopped breathing.
The sharp knife, once used for slaughtering pigs, had somehow ended up in a nearby trash can, submerged by a pile of rubbish.
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The death of Tu Fu caused a considerable stir in the underworld of Zhongzhou.
About how Tu Fu had died, there were various opinions, but the message from within the Hungry Wolf Group, where Tu Fu had belonged before his death, was—that Tu Fu was killed in a street fight by a bunch of thugs.
Of course, no one believed this answer.
