Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 118 A Strong Heart
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The roof of the car was ripped off by the explosion, from which thick smoke and flames poured out.

Passersby fled in terror.

"What happened!?"

"That car caught fire? Did it spontaneously combust?"

"Explosion...it's an explosion! Watch out!"

"Someone's burned to a crisp! Their body's shattered, ugh..."

"..."

Amidst the commotion, a figure hurried through the crowd, went to a nearby underpass, descended the stairs, and stopped to rest when no one was around.

Wow!
He took off his expensive, charred suit jacket, which still smelled of gunpowder, causing the man to frown slightly. He then threw it to the ground.

"Fuck..."

The black-eared man leaned against the wall, rubbing his fingers, unable to suppress his inner rage.

[Caracal] Billy Greco - No matter how much he planned, he never imagined that someone in this country would detonate a "military grenade" in the street!
If he hadn't acted quickly, grabbing the driver and pinning him down to shield him from the blast, and then jumping out of the window to escape first, things would have been far worse than just "clothes being burned."

"Damn monkey, FUCK! He used a grenade! Ugh..."

Billy, who was pressed against the wall, also felt a faint pain in his back.

Clearly, Billy wasn't as nonchalant as he appeared when he took Shiraki's slam on the Kengan ring.

Billy's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his pupils rolled around, and he muttered to himself.

"I remember that type of grenade is only issued to the Metropolitan Police Department's SWAT team..."

"..."

Tick, tick, tick, tick...

As I pondered, rhythmic footsteps echoed through the deserted underground passage.

Another person walked down the stairs.

Billy turned his head and looked at the person who came in. A brief look of surprise flashed in his eyes, which was then replaced by a mocking expression.

"Hahaha, is this a coincidence? We've met again so soon."

"There's a saying that goes, 'Trouble is bound to come from the slightest provocation.' If you want to live a good life, you should keep your distance from 'ghosts and gods,' but you've actively come after them..."

"Hey, do you really want to die?"

Bi hooked his tie with his fingers, looked up at the newcomer, who was none other than Shiramu Cheng, whom he had just fought.

Clearly, Shiraki Cheng had only given Billy a quick treatment after he left the boxing gym before rushing over, wearing only a T-shirt and shoes, without even wiping the blood off his face.

To Billy's surprise, the wound in Shiraki's mouth had stopped bleeding, and even his scarlet left eye, which had been congested from being struck in the temple, had returned to a faint pink.

You recovered so quickly! Is it because of your special constitution? No, that's not right...

Billy noticed that Shiraki Cheng had powder in his mouth, indicating that he had used medication before chasing after them, and the same was true for his eyes, which had been treated as quickly and properly as possible.

"……call!"

Bai Mucheng smacked his lips, feeling a slightly bitter taste on his tongue, but the bleeding from the inner wound had stopped.

"Brother Gu Hai's medicine is very effective, and Miss Xing's treatment was also very quick. It's truly rare to find such excellent 'partners' and 'doctors'..."

He blinked hard in his left eye, squeezing out a few bloody tears. His vision cleared, and he slowly walked down the steps to stand in front of Billy.

Billy shrugged helplessly and exclaimed, "You really are terrifying. Using grenades for a sneak attack, what's the difference between that and a terrorist attack?"

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

Shiramu Cheng: "...What?"

Billy chuckled darkly, "To be honest, I'm quite surprised that you were able to so decisively arrange for someone to attack me. That's quite a tactic."

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

Scratching his head.

Shiramu Cheng: "...Um, what are you talking about?"

"Are you unwilling to admit it? Do you not want to expose the mole within the Metropolitan Police Department?"

Billy raised his hands, saying helplessly, "Yes, it's okay. Anyway, what brings you here?"

"Ah, I know that!"

Bai Mucheng felt relieved and shook his finger with a smile. Suddenly, his face darkened, his fighting spirit raged, and he grinned, revealing his bloodstained teeth.

"At the very least, I must finish all the fights I want to fight!"

……

...Outside the underground passage, in a corner.

Nozomi Tenma, Kana Mitani, and Anne Sakurai arrived a step later.

Anyone could see that "Billy Greco" was no good person. They were a little uneasy, so they hid in the shadows and secretly observed the situation, peeking out from above, below, and in the middle.

Anne Sakurai recalled: "【Black-Eared Demon】...I had heard of this assassin's nickname. There was very little information about her, but every assessment of her was terrifying."

"It is said that the guy has a very special constitution, and is a 'short sleeper' like Edison and Napoleon."

"..."

Hope was puzzled by this, "Short sleepers...are people who sleep very little, right? What does that have to do with strength?"

Sakurai Anne explained with a smile, "Although there is no more information, the so-called 'extraordinary people and phenomena' mean that ordinary people are often mediocre, while experts usually have some 'special characteristics'."

"For example, my longing for your eyes, my pursuit of immortality, or Brother Shiraki's unusually strong fighting spirit..."

"Oh right, you've seen Naoya Okubo's matches, right? I heard he also tried being a comedian, and his thought process is just as weird."

Sakurai Anne lay on Hope's back, tilting her head to look down at the passage.

"Those who 'establish themselves' in this world often possess a unique 'intense' quality..."

……

……

Inside the underground passage.

Shiraki and Billy Greco stood still, their eyes gleaming with an unusual light, remaining silent as if waiting for the opening bell.

And in the very next second—

Among the dozens of lights in this underground passage, several bulbs connected in series experienced a momentary fluctuation in current.

Then, with a "snap," the light flickered for a moment, creating an unusual darkness.

It was in that pitch-black moment—

Swish!
The figures of [Fighting Spirit] and [Cat Demon] intertwined and overlapped!
"DIE!"

Billy's jab is executed with his fist still held vertically, ensuring the fastest possible initiation and relying on his physical attributes to compensate for the power.

This time, Shiramu Cheng stopped defending head-on and instead used his wrist to deflect Billy's fist, causing it to slam into the wall next to him.

boom!
A hole appeared in the brick wall instantly, the surface of the bricks shattered, and cement pieces fell down in a flurry.

But this terrifyingly powerful punch was just a feint!

The next second, Billy took a step forward and threw a punch, creating a sharp gust of wind, as if a basin of blades had been poured out!
Bai Mucheng leaned back to dodge, his eyes stinging from the wind, but he didn't blink.

All engines are running!

His consciousness completely took over his body, utterly ignoring any physiological reactions. His eyelids remained perfectly still, allowing all of Billy's combos to fall into Shiraki's eyes, and he quickly locked onto any openings.

Swish!
Bai Mucheng jumped off the ground, flipped and spun from bottom to top, and kicked out with a swift kick.

【Gulie Flip Kick】!
A powerful kick came from below. Billy stepped back and dodged to the side. Although he barely avoided the foot, his cheek was still grazed by the heel.

puff!

One side of his cheek was slashed open by the foot knife, and a small piece of flesh was even scraped off. Blood flowed out instantly, and it looked extremely painful!

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Billy staggered back several steps, blood dripping from his face, his pupils bloodshot, as he could no longer suppress his savage killing intent.

"Hehe, brain... brain... let it wander around..."

"..."

Shiramu Cheng tiptoed, lightly brushing the ground as he moved sideways, searching for an opening to attack.

Billy spread his fingers, veins bulging on the back of his hand, and the muscle texture of his arms and neck was visible. His eyes followed Bai Mucheng's movements.

A new round of fierce fighting is about to begin, but the next second—

!!!

Shiraki and Billy both sensed something and stepped back to dodge, but they were still a beat too slow.

A heavy and imposing figure, with heavy steps, came hurtling towards us at high speed, like a fully loaded truck!
boom!
Shiraki and Billy tried to block it, but were both knocked away by the "hard object," staggered back a few steps to steady themselves, and half of their bodies were still numb from the shock.

The two looked up and saw a burly man standing between them, wearing Metropolitan Police Department tactical armor, a helmet, and holding a riot shield and a baton.

Kiyoaki Aguya's face was gloomy, his cold and ruthless eyes wide open. He struck the riot shield with his baton, producing a muffled sound that was extremely oppressive.

Boom! ! !
"You bunch of criminal maggots, none of you will escape..."

"Let justice begin!"

(End of this chapter)