4
RED LANTURN RUSH
I sat in my Cadillac, sirens blaring, Heavy Metal Music banging on my stereo as I drove to Hill Street where I saw the small Red Lantern Bar (I had passed it dozens of time's running around this part of the city).
I jumped out of car and ran to the door. I could see through the window that the Red Lantern had the works of a normal sports bar, it's walls where painted a blood red and where adorned with all sorts of pictures the tables where also painted red with red candle holders, and the benches where made of a dark wood, the bar was make of the same dark wood.
And it was here that I saw Feng (that scumbag) beating the crap out of the poor barkeep, elderly Chinese man whose wrists and ankles where cuffed and tied.
I pushed open the doors saying, "HEY! STEP AWAY FROM THE BARKEEP!"
Feng pushed the poor man on to a booth seat and said, "You'll have to go through me!"
He, suddenly, pulled out a switchblade.
Damn!
Feng lunged forward with his knife, I side blocked it and roundhouse kicked him in the ribs. He stumbled back and then swung around with a roundhouse punch. I guarding blocked it and gave him a snap kick in the chest. He stumbled back long enough for me to deliver a nice 'dragon-drop kick' in the chest. Feng fell on to the floor hitting a table disassembling it.
"You look tired," I said, sympathetically. "Maybe I should come by later."
Suddenly Feng jumped up and threw his knife at me, I was, just, able to dodge it. And it still went whizzing inches past my head.
"Guess not."
I ran at him with a jump-snap kick that disassembled a table, as well as hit Feng in the chest. I then went at him with two or three punches. And then a thrust kick followed by a crescent kick. He stumbled back and I gave him a 'leaping tiger' kick.
Feng fell to the floor, beaten.
I just shook my head.
I went to the elderly barkeep who looked up at me, relived, as I pulled him up and went to undo his bonds.
"You-you saved me," He said, amazed and relived at the same time. "I was afraid he'd chop me good."
Suddenly I heard running footsteps and I turned just in time to see Feng run out the door.
Aw, Shit!
"Hey!" I yelled. "He's getting away!"
I ran to the door.
"Sorry 'bout the mess!" I called to the barkeep as I went to the door.
"Hey come back!" He pleaded.
"Free drink?" He offered.
As tempting as that sounded, I ran out the door.
I was going to get Feng in custody one way or another.
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This is Nick Kang, Live, in pursuit of another Dumb-Ass criminal, I thought as I ran after Feng. Arms pumping at my side.
I could of drawn out my Desert Eagles and had him on the ground, neutralized, in ten seconds flat. But I couldn't. There where a lot of innocent pedestrians in between me and Feng.
Feng swung around with a Colt .45 and fired off several rounds.
Crap!
People jumped on to the ground trying to avoid the gunfire. And I still kept after Feng.
"Can't shake me huh!" I yelled to Feng.
He swung around and fired off a few bullets each didn't even come close to hitting me. Suddenly Feng went out on to the street and went up to a Black SUV and threw the driver out on to the street and jumping in to the drivers seat.
Resisting arrest and Grand Theft Auto? I thought. Boy, he's really gonna have time in San Quentin.
I then ran out on to the street and pulled out my Desert Eagles and pointed it to a driver of a green Jeep Wrangler.
"Give my your car, your keys, and get your ass out!" I yelled going to the driver's side of the car.
The driver jumped out the car, apparently both shocked and scared.
I went into the driver's seat saying to the owner, "Nice wheels, what a shame."
I guess this alarmed the driver, snapped him out of the shock of having a gun pointing at you since he suddenly started yelling, "Bitch! Some mutha fucker jacked me from my ride!"
But I had no time for niceties, I drove after Feng and started to fire at his car.
Bullets sprayed the back of his car and then I hit the gas. Ramming the back of his car with a metallic WHAM!
He shot back, shooting the hood and the window shield. I rammed him again with the Jeep then I drove to his right side and shot out his back left tire. Then I rammed his left side, pulling the pit maneuver, making him spin out. I then got out of the Jeep and got down for cover. Feng started shooting at me. I quickly jumped out of the cover I was taking and shot at the neutralizing spot on his leg.
Feng crumbled to the ground, his gun slipping from his fingers. He clutched his bleeding leg. I ran to him, guns pointed at Feng.
He reached over for the gun, hand on the hilt, when I stepped on his wrist to keep him from shooting at me anymore then he already had.
"GOTCHA FREAK!" I yelled, angrily at him. "IT'S OVER YA HEAR!"
A.N- Yeah it's short but the next one will be coming up soon