Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 109

The young police officer, holding pen and paper, looked utterly dejected.

He sidled up to Iori Ichika and began to sob, “Ichika-nee, listen to their answers! How am I supposed to write a statement like this?”

"Speaking of which, Sister Yihua, your swimsuit looks really good... wait, no!"

The young officer pointed at Shiraki Seika and Goji Doppo, continuing to complain, "Although I also felt a sense of satisfaction, they went too far. At least admit it was an 'impulsive' act..."

“If we just publish the facts like this, there will definitely be some naive young people who blindly imitate us, putting themselves and others in danger.”

"..."

Yi Hua, however, didn't care at all.

Or perhaps, not long ago, she had just experienced something truly—major.

To thank Valkyrie for organizing the knockout tournament and for giving her a great time, former terrorist Hina Hongo made an unexpected move.

She actually took a small portion of the chemical weapon she had and sent it directly to the Metropolitan Police Department as a "reward"!

Thus, because she recovered the "chemical weapons" left behind by the God's Army, Iori Kazuka gained the favor of her superiors, and even the top-ranking "Superintendent General" praised her highly.

Compared to being "mailed chemical weapons," this situation is actually nothing.

"Whatever, just write the questions yourself. You guys are used to fooling the media, so this is a piece of cake for you."

Iori Kazuka waved his hand, revealing his thuggish cop aura.

Suddenly, her cell phone lit up in the waterproof bag on her arm; someone was calling.

Yi Hua answered the phone, "Hello? This is the unlucky patrol chief who was hoping to have a relaxing weekend but ended up at a karate dojo for a team-building event and was forced to watch people fight. Who is this?"

"Well done, Inspector Iori!"

The excited voice coming from the other end of the phone was none other than the current Superintendent General of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, Masaharu Take.

"You just recovered the chemical weapons, and then you took down the serial killer and the escaped convict. You truly are a model police officer. I knew you could do it!"

"……what?"

Yi Hua was stunned, then was praised highly by the big boss, "Keep up the good work and continue to deal with those troublesome guys, I have faith in you!"

Yi Hua: "..."

wink.

Yi Hua: "...Huh?"

……

……

In the distance, the shower area.

The faucet was spraying water.

Shiraki Sei and Goji Doppo, one on each side, washed off the bloodstains on their bodies and chatted idly.

"Hey Shiraki-kun, you've really gone too far..."

Yuji Doppo complained, but it sounded more like a joke, "Beating that kid Modo Atsushi wasn't enough, he even wants to kill the current director of the Shinshin-kai. The Shinshin-kai has really lost face!"

"Even in the 'underworld'—the world of underground boxing—isn't this a bit rude?"

"..."

Shiraki Cheng washed his fists and retorted to Yuji Doppo, "Don't play dumb, uncle. Wasn't it you who asked an acquaintance to send Brother Katsumi to the Kengan Arena?"

"Hehe, that's right!"

Yudi Dubu seemed to suddenly realize something, and chuckled, "Young man, you really are from the 'inner world,' whether it's the scars on your body, the will when you fight, or your attitude towards combat..."

"Those kinds of things are impossible to obtain in the world of online battles, no matter how hard you try."

"Your friends are quite something too!"

Yudi Dubu's gaze shifted, looking at the crowd in the distance. His eyes swept over Li Youba, Tianma Xiwang, Maruk, and finally landed on Wu Fengshui.

"The one who uses boxing, the one with very distinctive eyes, the one with a rather fine 'rough gem,' and the Wu clan..."

Recalling the past, Du Bu said readily, "Speaking of which, when I was young, I even fought with a master from the Wu clan!"

Shiraki washed his face. "The legendary Doppo of Gochi, you're truly knowledgeable." Doppo raised an eyebrow. "Of course! Because I'm the OB of the Underworld!"

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

Shiraki Cheng: "...What is OB?"

Doppo pouted regretfully, "Does nobody understand anymore these days? OB—old boy, means graduate or senior, which means I'm a 'veteran' in underground fighting!"

You've gained a lot of useless knowledge!

After Shiraki finished washing up, he was about to meet up with the others when he was suddenly stopped by Doppo.

Dobu tilted his head, looking resentful, "Brother Shiraki, this is a rare opportunity, why are you pretending to be so reserved? Why don't you punch me a couple of times for fun?"

"……good!"

Bai Mucheng had anticipated this, and suddenly twisted his waist and turned around, raising his hand to deliver a heavy punch.

Strangely, Shiraki's punch landed precisely in front of Goji Doppo's face, only two fingers' width away.

Can't reach it?
No, even a novice fighter wouldn't misjudge their reach—that is, their attack range, and Shiraki Sei would never make a mistake.

So the answer is that Yuji Doppo only slightly shifted his feet and accurately saw through Shiraki Sei's punching limit!
Dudu, suddenly seized by a playful impulse, sighed softly, "Oh? Why can't I hit it..."

To Dubu's surprise, Bai Mucheng showed neither astonishment nor doubt, but instead his eyes suddenly swelled with blood vessels and his pupils trembled rapidly.

All engines are running!

call out!
Shiraki Cheng followed up with a second punch, faster than before, his movements as fluid as liquid, as if he were not the same person!

? !
Du Bu took a small half-step back and leaned back slightly, finally managing to make Bai Mucheng's fist miss its mark and stop in front of him even without "defending".

"Phew! That was close."

Just as Dubu was about to make a joke, he suddenly felt a tickle on the tip of his nose, followed by a drop of blood.

"Hey, did you get a scratch? Uncle, I wanted to show off a bit!"

"You're really something, Brother Bai Mu. It seems you have a good master. This fist also has the potential to improve further."

Doppo suddenly straightened up, his lips touching Shiramu Cheng's fist.

relative……

"The new generation is like monsters, I'm falling behind!"

……

……

Tenma wanted to accompany Iori Kazuka, and the two went to the shower area.

They suddenly noticed that Shiraki was shaking his hands vigorously, while Goji Doppo was laughing as he put on his bathrobe. Both of them had a little nosebleed.

Did they fight?
Ichiwa didn't care about any of that and explained, "No problem, you've been classified as 'good Samaritans,' and you might even get a certificate of merit from the Metropolitan Police Department—though it's not very useful."

"But in short, no more police officers will bother you."

Yi Hua flipped through the documents and then began to explain, "In addition, that vengeful killer and the escaped 'Mad Believer' are not accomplices."

"The reason it appeared here is a very coincidental coincidence; even the plot of a movie wouldn't proceed this way."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Yuji Doppo suddenly laughed, raised his head, and sighed leisurely, "Just as I thought."

He put his hand on Bai Mucheng's shoulder and explained with a smile, "It was precisely because of this feeling of coincidence that I ended my self-imposed exile and came back from the deep mountains."

"But the reason I ended my cultivation could not possibly be because of those two scoundrels."

"You probably had a similar feeling, didn't you, Shiraki-kun?"

"An even fiercer 'struggle' is about to begin..."

Yudi Dubu patted Bai Mucheng on the back.

"But I haven't had enough rest yet. If I get back to my senses, those brats will bother me again. Brother Bai Mu, why don't you treat me to a meal?"

"OK, it's settled then. I'll send you an autographed photo of the founder of the Divine Heart Society! It's super rare!"

(End of this chapter)