A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 242 Supernatural Trading

"who?"

The most surprised among these people was the masked man in the white suit who called himself "Explosive Fist".

He's a supernatural being, even if he's at the lowest level, E. His five senses are beyond those of ordinary people. How could he not have noticed such a conspicuous guy?

“I am a ‘supernatural killer’,”

The other party actually put their hands together respectfully and introduced themselves.

"Supernatural forces should all be expelled!"

? ?
This guy, has he gone mad?

Not to mention the 'Explosive Fist' in the white suit and those yakuza members dressed exactly the same, even James, kneeling on the ground, had the same thought flash through his mind.

For an ordinary person, intruding into a deal between yakuza and gangsters is tantamount to suicide. If it's a supernatural being, then shouting to expel the supernatural is tantamount to denying oneself, isn't it?
"No matter where you're from, you madman,"

Pointing at the inexplicable 'ninja,' the man in the white suit gave the order with his explosive fist.

"kill him."

swish swish swish swish,

Amidst the synchronized sound of guns being drawn, the yakuza members in black suits and sunglasses pulled out their weapons and fired.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
Although many people claim that a new era of the supernatural has arrived.

But for many more people in the island nation, this is a hopeless 'end times'.

Various supernatural disasters have consumed most of the Metropolitan Police Department's attention. As a result, yakuza and supernatural organizations have sprung up everywhere—these organizations may be nothing more than ants in the eyes of the strong, but in the eyes of ordinary people...

It's a nightmare that dominates everything!

Opening fire directly in the port area, something that used to make headlines instantly, is now just an everyday occurrence.

As long as the fighting doesn't reach the area under the jurisdiction of the Metropolitan Police Department, even the police are too lazy to take action: because those who will engage in gunfights are either yakuza or gangsters, and it would be better if they were all dead.

brush----

Another possibility is that it exists in the supernatural.

With a flash, a man dressed in a red ninja outfit and wearing a metal mask that covered the lower half of his face, with the words "Super Kill" engraved on it, nimbly flashed behind a pile of steel at the construction site.

His body was not strong enough to withstand bullets.

But it's okay, technology can make up for all of this.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh

Several beams of light flashed from the steel and shot out, deeply penetrating the body of the black-suited yakuza who had fired the gun.

Forehead, shoulders, chest, thighs.
"what!"

"I've been shot—"

"Idiot, it's a shuriken!"

The so-called 'shuriken' is a cross-shaped throwing star: it is only natural that the opponent, dressed as a ninja, would have excellent shuriken throwing skills.

Just as these yakuza gunmen were striking, several fist-sized objects were thrown at them:

Thump, thump, thump,

As these things exploded, large plumes of white dust were scattered down.

"My eyes, my eyes!"

"What is this? Could it be quicklime?"

Caught off guard, the gunmen were enveloped in white dust. They immediately felt a burning pain in their eyes, and tears streamed down their faces uncontrollably. The sunglasses could only block the strong light, but not the powdery quicklime.

What era are we living in? How can anyone still use such underhanded tactics?
'Ha, you little rascal.'

Even a certain 'mountain god' found it amusing.
'With my power, I can easily slaughter these guys.'

'No,'

While rejecting the suggestion in his mind, the red-clad ninja—namely, Fujikido Kenji—had already rushed out from behind cover.

'I am an assassin who banishes supernatural forces.'

Since they are assassins dressed as ninjas, they naturally don't care about being aboveboard.

These techniques, belonging to ninjas in history, must also be honed into one's own methods: as long as it can kill the target, he has no taboos.

Taking advantage of the obstructed view, Kenji Fujikido rushed in front of the yakuza members in black suits, throwing punches and kicks; it was a simple attack, but it was all fatal to these elite yakuza! Neck bones were violently broken, hearts were stopped by heavy blows, and every move was enough to kill.

In just a few seconds

Seven or eight yakuza members in black suits were killed on the spot.

"why?"

Letting these yakuza members fall, the red-clad ninja turned his head, his gaze beneath the mask landing on the white-suited 'Explosive Fist'.

"They are your companions, aren't they? Why didn't you make a move?"

"companion?"

Facing the strange man in front of him, the 'Explosive Fist' in a white suit opened his arms.

"Don't get me wrong, they're just regular soldiers, ordinary people you can see anywhere."

In this era, supplies can be replenished at any time!

That's right,

In times of peace,

Only a minority are willing to join the yakuza.

But in the supernatural era, amidst social upheaval, there are plenty of people willing to take the risk.

The supernatural being known as 'Exploding Fist' certainly didn't just watch his subordinates being slaughtered: these men in black suits had already completed their mission.

"I have already seen through your abilities."

He's just an ordinary E-level supernatural being.

Having just gained power, are you already eager to 'fight for justice'?

Extremely stupid!

"Next-"

boom,

A miniature explosion came from beneath his feet, and the force instantly propelled the man in the white suit to unleash his 'Explosive Fist'.

So fast!

His pupils contracted sharply, and Fujikido Kenji instinctively raised his arms in front of him to block.
boom! !

An explosion that came right next to him sent him flying.

? ?
After rolling a few times on the ground, Fujikido Kenji steadied himself by kneeling. Looking down, he saw that the sleeve of his right hand, which was covering his face, had been blown open.

"Fool, times have changed."

The man in the white suit, 'Explosive Fist,' raised his palm, and wisps of blue smoke rose from his metal gauntlets.

"Shuriken? Quicklime? What kind of antiquities are these—"

As he spoke, he lifted his white suit jacket and pulled out a long strip of 'ammunition' from his waist, inserting it into his boxing gloves.

The explosive gauntlets and kinetic impact boots were equipment provided to him by the organization. They could unleash explosions at close range, increasing damage and providing propulsion; if used by an ordinary soldier, these would undoubtedly be wrist-ending killers and ankle-breakers.

The supernatural being's physique is fully capable of withstanding such an impact and using it in return.

While they may not possess the terrifying destructive power of the strong, the weak still have their own fighting style: with the support of these high-tech equipment, even E-level supernatural beings can unleash E+ level strength.

Of course, there's an even simpler way: fight with a Barrett.

However, most supernatural beings do not like firearms.

Because that kind of thing doesn't allow you to train yourself.

Have you come to terms with reality?

The man in the white suit, who called himself "Explosive Fist," approached step by step and raised his fist.

"Then go die—?!"

The ninja, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly stretched out his body, his whole body like a spring, and his clenched fist roared toward the 'Explosive Fist's' chin.

Bang!
Caught off guard, the man in the white suit was knocked backward on the spot.

My vision went black, and I almost fainted.

Don't faint!!

Beneath the demon mask, he bit his tongue hard, the taste of rust spreading through his mouth. As he fell backward, he braced his hands on the ground with his 'Exploding Fist'.

Boom, boom!

Two explosions
The person was thrown high into the air backwards in a "flying" motion.

However, before he could regroup, the red-clad ninja had already charged forward again with a punch!

Kenji Fujikido's tactics are indeed very old-fashioned, but that doesn't mean they are ineffective. In this era, who dares to say whether technology or physical strength is stronger?

"you--!!"

Without time to think, 'Explosive Fist' clenched his fist.

Using a fighting style that matches its name, it blasted towards the man in front of it!
The two figures immediately became entangled, their fists raining down on each other in a fierce exchange of blows. The intense hand-to-hand combat left James, the gang leader who was scrambling to escape, dumbfounded.

Damn it, is this even human?

Of course not!

Many supernatural beings don't even consider themselves human.

boom! boom! boom!
The fierce confrontation was accompanied by an explosion at the construction site; the outcome was decided in just over ten seconds.

"Pfft!"

Blood flowed from beneath the demon mask. The white-suited man, who had been pierced through by a 'bursting fist' with a karate chop, looked up unwillingly and questioned him.

"You're not an E-level."

“I never said that,”

After gaining the power of the 'Iwato Mountain God', Kenji Fujikido started at the D-rank.

In terms of strength, speed, and physique, he far surpasses this 'Explosive Fist,' meaning that this guy was destined to fail from the very beginning.

There is no other reason than the difference between the supernatural powers acquired.

“Recite your death poem.”

The hand was suddenly pulled out, and amidst the splatter of blood, the life of the 'Explosive Fist' was taken away.

Let the other person fall down.

"Is this what a real supernatural battle is like?"

To be fair, this "Explosive Fist" is very skillful in both technique and experience.

If it weren't for Fujikido Kenji's superior physique, strength, and agility, he would be the one lying on the ground now.

This victory had nothing to do with him.

It's just a matter of overwhelming the 'panel'.
'Ha, a true master of war doesn't need illustrious achievements; he's content with simply crushing the enemy?'

The 'Iwato Mountain God' in his mind rolled over and went to sleep, no longer paying attention to this guy.

This means that someone has temporarily lost interest in him.

"Crush the enemy?"

After obtaining this supernatural power, did he also become a strong person?
His gaze fell on the 'coffin' in the middle of the battlefield, and Kenji Fujikido stepped forward and grabbed the 'coffin' with both hands.

click,

With the eruption of supernatural power, this high-tech creation was suddenly pried open.

“The intelligence was correct,”

Upon seeing the 'thing' in the coffin, Kenji Fujikido's eyes flashed with anger.

Inside the coffin lay a young girl.

She was wearing only a thin surgical gown and remained motionless; she looked like a delicate girl.

In reality, he is a supernatural being!
Can finding the 'Ashiya Heritage' or obtaining the 'Supernatural Injection' grant you instant access to the heavens?
The real world isn't that wonderful; there's another possibility:
"Smuggling it out, and then..."

It has become a raw material for the production of supernatural injections!

They may spend their entire lives in a culture tank, or even be reduced to breeding machines.

This was originally one of Tokyo's 'new urban legends,' something ordinary people would just ignore. With Kenji Fujikido's current strength, he could easily investigate in secret—with the influx of mercenaries, adventurers, and ambitious individuals, the island nation's 'underworld' had long been rife with undercurrents and lurking in the shadows.

"The headquarters?"

Such an organization,
He will never stand idly by.

The fight against supernatural forces begins here!
He would first use these supernatural techniques to practice and become stronger, but before that: his gaze fell on the girl in the coffin, who was still breathing.

The red-clad ninja quickly left the scene after hoisting the coffin.

(End of this chapter)