Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 221 Amusement Park and Candy
boom!
With Retsu Kaioh's punch landing, Dorian collapsed unconscious, marking the end of tonight's duel.

There were many participants.

In their encounters with "Aquaman's Fist," everyone had their share of victories and defeats, and most were quite satisfied.

The outcome of the duel with "Dorian" was without a doubt.

Witnessed by Retsukai-oh, the president of the Kengan Association, the Thai royal family, the founder of the Shinshin Association, and many other parties.

Winner: Shiraki Sei!
"Oh, we won—!"

Bai Mucheng clenched his right fist and raised it, gesturing to the crowd.

Everyone responded in different ways: some clapped in celebration, some nodded and smiled, and some shouted in greeting...

Bai Mucheng grinned broadly, "Great, fantastic!"

Although a real battle doesn't necessarily need an audience, it was still quite exhilarating to end amidst cheers and applause from the crowd.

……

……

The message that the battle was over was sent out approximately five minutes later.

The Metropolitan Police Department, which had been waiting for a long time, arrived.

Several patrol cars crowded the streets around the martial arts school; two ambulances were parked in front of the school—beside the dilapidated courtyard wall and the street.

In terms of danger to ordinary people, Dorian is far less insane than Speck, but he has indeed caused the Metropolitan Police Department and fighters to suffer heavy losses, so they have to be treated with caution.

"..."

The team leader was an old acquaintance—Iori Kazuka.

She sent one team of doctors to examine everyone in the hospital, and another team of doctors to give Dorian, who had collapsed and was unconscious, some basic first aid.

This was a "duel," not a "private execution."

If the difference between these two is confused, then the outcome of the battle with Dorian becomes meaningless, which is not what the martial artists present are looking for.

However, Dorian is wanted for murder and is extremely dangerous, so leaving him alone is not an option.

"In short, let's take Dorian into custody first, and then we'll talk about other things—international law and such, I'll probably just extradite him and put him to death..."

Yi Hua's gaze swept around, and he saw that the nearby streets were in a mess, with potholes of all sizes everywhere, and even spider web-like cracks on the road surface.

The outer wall of the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall collapsed in one section, and there were even explosions and fires at the entrance!
It seems there's also acid corrosion involved?

What exactly happened tonight? Judging from the situation, calling it a "war" wouldn't be an exaggeration...

"..."

The doctors in charge of examining Dorian also noticed these signs and couldn't help but worry.

"Hey, such a big fuss, just to arrest a seriously injured patient, won't there be any problems?"

"I heard he's a death row inmate who escaped from the US, he's very dangerous..."

As they were talking, the attending physician suddenly noticed that Dorian had somehow woken up.

He was wrapped in bandages all over his body, with a brace on his nose, and plaster casts on his hands and legs. He opened his lifeless eyes and stared blankly at the night sky above.

"—?!"

This scene terrified the doctors, who didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

"Gudu..."

Seeing this, Iori Kazuka swallowed hard and forced a smile, trying to comfort him, "It's alright, the Metropolitan Police Department is still here, we'll find a way."

But turning her head, Yi Hua couldn't help but look at Bai Mucheng, "Are you alright...? How are you feeling? If something really happened, would you still be able to fight?"

Before Bai Mucheng could speak, Lie Haiwang beside him responded in a low voice, "There's no need for that anymore."

"Eh……?"

Upon hearing this, the doctors and police officers were all taken aback.

King Lie sighed softly, "Right now, we don't even need a barbed wire fence to trap Dorian."

"..."

The doctors stared at each other, unable to comprehend what Retsukai-oh had said.

The next second—

Swish!
Dorian suddenly sat up, startling the doctors who gasped and even fell to the ground, trying to kick their legs and run away.

But to everyone's surprise, Dorian did nothing.

He sat there, still looking up at the sky, his eyes wide open as he gazed at the night.

"sugar……"

Dorian murmured, his voice sounding somewhat childish, "Candy... fruit..."

Everyone around looked at each other.

Dorian pointed to the sky, gesturing for everyone to look at the stars, "Look, they're little candies, but there are so few..."

The night sky over Tokyo is indeed difficult to see stars due to the city lights; only a few scattered, blurry ones are visible.

"I want...candy..."

Dorian lowered his head in disappointment, but then noticed that the lights in the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall were on, and his face lit up with joy. "There's candy too! Lots and lots of it..."

He called all the stars and lights he saw candy.

His tone at that moment also had an inexplicable naivety, which seemed extremely abnormal.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Dorian suddenly stood up from the ground, ignoring his broken left knee, and hopped and skipped into the courtyard of the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall.

He reached out to try and touch them, and even though he couldn't grab the "light-up candies," he was still very happy.

"Haha, an amusement park..."

Dorian pounced on a heavy tire, flipped it forward with force, and laughed heartily as he heard a muffled "thump."

Immediately afterwards, he went to the horizontal bar, put his elbows on the bar, lifted his legs off the ground, and swayed back and forth as if he were on a swing.

"Ha! I'm going to... have a blast! Haha..."

Dorian was having so much fun that he accidentally fell to the ground, rolled forward a few times, and crashed into a 150kg sandbag not far away.

He stood up on one leg, looked at the sandbag in front of him, and reached out to stroke the marks left by practice on it.

suddenly--

Dorian squatted down on his right leg, facing the sandbag, and began practicing the basic stance training in boxing. His movements were standard and solid, and he did it using only one leg.

But in the end, he collapsed to the ground due to exhaustion, and just sat there blankly, without saying a word.

"..."

Rito felt that Dorian was still putting on an act and was about to expose him when Retsu Kaioh stopped him.

“Dad, he…”

Dorian sat on the ground with his legs outstretched and his hands circling in front of his chest, looking like a child caught up in an embarrassing memory.

"My dad only gave me two candies..."

"But I...want lots and lots of candy!"

Dorian looked up, his eyes devoid of light, his voice filled with fear and grievance.

"Dad is always like this, even though I love eating candy..." "I wanted to tell Mom these things, but she...is gone..."

"candy……"

"..."

Everyone was stunned for a moment upon hearing Dorian's words, but then they suddenly realized what he meant.

For Dorian, it was through continuous victories that he sustained his beliefs.

However, when he realized that he could not leave any opponents behind, and had never even won a single time, both his mind and heart chose to collapse, ultimately turning him into this childlike figure.

"..."

Retsukai walked slowly over, squatted down in front of Dorian, and put his hands on Dorian's shoulders.

“Brother Dorian…”

Looking at his former fellow disciple, Lie Haiwang couldn't help but shed tears, and softly comforted him, "I'll buy you a bunch of candy."

Dorian's eyes lit up as he looked at Retsu Kaioh, his face full of anticipation, "Re...really?!"

Retsu nods, "I'll buy you as much as you want, even if it's as big as a small mountain, it doesn't matter!"

"Really?!"

"Yes."

"Are you really going to buy it for me?!"

"um, yes."

"..."

……

Subsequently, the ambulance carrying Retsu Kaioh and Dorian, accompanied by the Metropolitan Police Department, drove away from the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall.

The road ahead is uncertain, but it is a rare opportunity that belongs to Dorian.

"..."

Looking at the mess, Shiraki shrugged and turned to talk to the others, but Yuji Doppo spoke first.

"Hmm, it's not comfortable staying here like this, I'm leaving now!"

After saying this, Du Bu left with Keji.

Gaolang and Larma XIII also departed from another direction.

Afterwards, accompanied by Qiaoxiang and his guards, Mie Tang greeted Bai Mucheng and left with a smile.

The rational person has also disappeared without anyone knowing when.

"..."

Looking at the suddenly deserted courtyard, Bai Mucheng was still a little unaccustomed to it. He turned to look for Wu Fengshui, but found that Wu Fengshui was also nowhere to be seen.

"...They've all left?"

Bai Mucheng paused, then shrugged helplessly.

That makes sense; everyone's tired tonight, so it's good for them to get some rest early.

Arisa and Maruk should still be staying at Garuda's house, in other words—only Shiraki Cheng is at the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall tonight.

"like……"

Bai Mucheng paused, a sense of loss washing over him.

Since he couldn't sleep anyway, he took advantage of the darkness to tidy up the messy street and exterior walls, intending to gather up the rubble first.

After working for more than half an hour, I broke out in a light sweat, which felt very comfortable.

suddenly--

call out!
A can of ice-cold beer was thrown from a distance and caught steadily in Bai Mucheng's hand.

Bai Mucheng looked up and saw that it was Wu Fengshui.

Did they leave and then return?

Just as he was wondering, Wu Fengshui raised his thumb and gestured behind him.

It turns out to be Doppo and Katsumi, Gaolang and Lamarma, Metsudo and Shoka, and even Rito.

Apart from Retsu Kaioh, who was guarding Dorian, everyone else had returned!
Most of them had changed into dry clothes, and some were carrying late-night snacks, suggesting they had met by chance in the neighborhood and then came together.

"……what?"

Shiramu Cheng held the can of ice-cold beer in his hand and blinked.

Before he could react, Wu Fengshui grabbed his neck with one arm, leaving Wu Fengshui somewhat puzzled.

"Shiraki-chan, didn't you take a shower or change your clothes?"

Wu Fengshui pinched his nose. "Didn't Uncle Du Bu say that it's not comfortable to just stay here like this? Of course, we need to take a shower and change our clothes."

Bai Mucheng then realized what was happening.

It turns out that the group left so quickly not to go home and rest, but to wash up first and then buy a lot of late-night snacks on the way back.

"Brother Bai Mu, you haven't misunderstood, have you?"

Dubu changed into casual clothes, held up a can of ice-cold beer, and casually joked, "We left too quickly, are you feeling lonely?"

To everyone's surprise, Bai Mucheng nodded and frankly admitted, "Yes, I just can't bear to part with you all. I feel that such an opportunity is rare and it would be a pity to waste it."

"..."

After saying that, without paying any attention to the stunned Dubu, Bai Mucheng turned around and went to wash up and change his clothes.

Doppo scratched his head. "Oh dear, this is really..."

After a fierce battle, the excitement is still lingering in the mind, making it impossible for anyone to sleep peacefully. At this time, a gathering to relax is the perfect way to unwind.

When they came to their senses, everyone was already drinking heartily!

All night long.

Under those lights that resembled little "candies"...

……

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Arisa and Maruk returned home together to find the place in a mess, with traces of the previous battle and remnants of the subsequent party.

Clearly, everyone ate and drank to their hearts' content, enjoying themselves until the early hours of the morning before finally stopping.

The guards took turns keeping watch, the fighters rested on the ground, and Miedang, Lamar, and Shexiang slept on the floor in the martial arts hall.

Maruk scratched his head. "Wow, this is a mess! It'll take a while to clean up..."

Yusa, however, stood with her hands on her hips, seemingly unconcerned. "It's great, this feeling is not bad."

Maruk was puzzled.

Yusa stretched and explained to Maruk with a smile, "The house can be cleaned anytime, but gatherings like this are rare. We're lucky to have this opportunity, right?"

(End of this chapter)