Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 224 An Unhealthy Intimate Relationship
Clang, clang...

The renovation work continued and progressed rapidly with the help of everyone.

But then a strange thing happened—

As Shiraki Sei and Hanayama Kaoru began chatting, all other sounds on the construction site seemed to drop a notch, and tools were handled with care.

This situation is not difficult to understand.

Afterwards, Shiba Chiharu recalled:
"The world's number one fighter, Kaoru Hanayama, is actually talking to his friend about another friend's love life..."

"What an incredibly rare sight!"

……

……

"Um……"

Kaoru Hanayama realized he was speaking a bit too loudly, so he coughed a few times and lowered his voice slightly, "Anyway, you should have met her, right? Baki Hanma's woman—Shoko Matsumoto."

Shiraki Shigeaki nodded, "She's a friend of Arisa."

Hanayama dusted off his hands. "Baki and that girl have been spending every day together lately, going on dates to all sorts of places."

Shiraki Cheng's eyes sharpened, and he couldn't help but wonder about Hanayama Kaoru's source of information.

But given the current atmosphere, it's not good to change the subject.

Bai Mucheng recalled, "I ran into the two of them when I went to the park a while ago. They seemed to have a good relationship."

"Isn't it good?"

Kaoru Hanayama looked up at the sky. "So, what do you think? For Baki Hanma, does he want that girl? Or does he just want a woman? Which is it?"

"This one……"

Bai Mucheng, leaning on his shovel, turned and teased, "Brother Huashan, do you also gossip about your friends' relationship problems behind their backs?"

"Yes, because I care about it a lot, so I wanted to ask someone."

Kaoru Hanayama frankly admitted, "The Baki Hanma who fought with me always wanted to become stronger—stronger than my father, Yujiro Hanma."

"I chatted with him and drank with him until dawn before he fought Yujiro."

"But his current actions are making me very concerned."

Will he become stronger?

Kaoru Hanayama sighed softly, "If he just wants women, that's easy. I can find him as many as he wants, and he can choose whatever he wants."

"But that girl seems to have a huge influence on Baki's mindset, so what is Baki really thinking?"

"I'm curious, is Baki still getting stronger?"

Hua Shan Xun beckoned over to Wu Fengshui, who was eavesdropping, and asked seriously, "You and Bai Mu have a very close relationship, so I'd like to hear your opinions."

"..."

This sudden question left Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui staring at each other in bewilderment. They racked their brains for a long time, but still couldn't come up with anything.

Hua Shan Xun looked at Wu Feng Shui and asked more specifically, "So, what do you want?"

Wu Fengshui answered instantly: "I want the genes."

Kaoru Hanayama: "..."

Kaoru Hanayama: "I mean, on the level of intimate relationships, what do you crave have to do with Shiraki's strength?"

Wu Fengshui pointed to Bai Mucheng and emphasized, "It must be his genetic seed."

Speaking of "powerful," Wu Fengshui added with a smile, "Furthermore, if Bai Muqin could become even stronger, the genes she provides would definitely be better!"

Kaoru Hanayama: "..."

Something doesn't feel right.

"Brother Huashan, concern leads to confusion. Why not be more carefree and not dwell on it too much?"

Shiraki shrugged and laughed, "What's wrong with doing what you want to do and accepting both the good and the bad? He's Hanma Baki, after all."

"That's right!"

Wu Fengshui agreed, saying, "For example, I recently studied hypnosis and discovered that the Wu family has similar unorthodox techniques, but unfortunately, there are only a few words about them, so I don't know if they are effective."

She draped her elbow over Shiramu's shoulder, grinning broadly, "Shiramu-chan, want to try it out?"

Shiramu Cheng: "...No."

"Huh? You said it yourself, so be more carefree..."

"..."

Shiraki Sei and Wu Fengshui—the two began to wrestle on the spot, which quickly escalated into a series of joint locks, and they played very intensely.

Seeing the scene before him, Kaoru Hanayama finally understood.

I asked for nothing.

Wu Fengshui's thought process is extraordinary, yet Bai Mucheng's mentality is able to match it, which is completely different from that of Shaojiang and Baki.

In other words—it's completely useless!
Having understood this, Kaoru Hanayama stopped worrying about it.

After helping to move the remaining cement, he turned around and grabbed a bottle of wild turkey whiskey, sat down to rest, and still looked somewhat distressed.

At this moment, Bai Mucheng was still trying to stop Wu Fengshui from using himself for "hypnosis" experiments. After temporarily separating the girl, he turned to Huashan Xun and suggested:

"Since you're still so concerned, why don't you just go and ask them directly?" "But not the answer to 'man or woman,' but the answer to 'Baki Hanma and Koko Matsumoto'—that's the right way, otherwise Baki will get angry."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Kaoru Hanayama couldn't help but laugh. "That's true."

Perhaps it's because I'm too focused on Baki? It's made my thoughts a bit muddled...

Thinking of this, Huashan Xun felt much more at ease. She looked up and saw Bai Mucheng being pestered by Wu Fengshui again, and casually asked, "Do you need any help?"

"That's not necessary."

Bai Mucheng politely declined, but at the same time, he was almost strangled by Wu Fengshui.

Kaoru Hanayama: "..."

Forget it, I don't understand. Let's just drink.

He simply broke open the neck of a bottle of Wild Turkey whiskey, used the bottle as a glass, and drank the entire bottle of spirit in one go.

……

……

Thanks to the large number of people helping out and the highly professional construction team, the damaged road surface and wall were repaired in just a few hours.

Looking at the fruits of their labor, everyone felt satisfied, and even Hanayama Kaoru couldn't help but drink a few more bottles of wine.

Next, simply clean up the remaining debris and wait for the cement and asphalt to dry completely.

While everyone took a break, Bai Mucheng was still thinking about what to treat everyone to for lunch.

suddenly--

Waaaaah!

At the end of the street, the roar of numerous motorcycle engines could be heard.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a group of biker gangs.

A large group of people, with an aggressive demeanor, headed straight for the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall.

Bai Mucheng turned to ask, "Brother Qianchun, did you call any other underlings to help?"

Chai Qianchun shook his head, "No, they're clumsy and I was afraid they'd cause you trouble, so I told them not to come and cause any trouble."

If that's the case, it's strange that the newcomers aren't one of our own, since this area is all part of the Huashan Group's territory, and Yan Daiwu is patrolling nearby.

As everyone was wondering, suddenly one person raised his hand, trembling.

"that……"

Looking back, the speaker was an office worker—it was Yamashita Kazuo, who was sweating profusely with nervousness.

He mustered his courage and explained tremblingly, "Those guys must be a scoundrel group that's been harassing my 'second son,' Kangfu. I heard they're called the Foolish and Chaotic Emperor."

"Yesterday, Yasuo joined that gang in order to become famous, but he was asked for a huge sum of money. Last night, he and his companions went home to steal money, and they were taught a lesson by Mr. Wangma."

"I didn't expect those guys to actually come looking for us..."

Yamashita Kazuo's legs trembled, feeling extremely guilty for causing trouble for others.

But the others didn't seem to care when they heard this.

Little things...

……wrong!
Bai Mucheng was the first to react, but it was too late to step forward and stop him.

Waaaaah!

Dozens of motorcycles, driven by the foolish and reckless emperor, drove past, breaking through the construction cordon and directly messing up the still-wet asphalt, leaving the road surface in a complete mess.

They stopped in front of the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall, the leader holding a wooden sword and carrying a terrified little brat.

That was Yamashita Kazuo's second son. He had been beaten black and blue by his eldest brother and looked pitiful and frightened. He probably didn't want things to develop to this point.

"Hey, whoever's blocking my path to wealth dares to go out drinking all night? So you've been hiding here! Seeking refuge?"

"I'll let you taste the terror of a foolish and wicked emperor!"

The leader raised his wooden sword high, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. "Don't say we're bullying you, come and fight one-on-one!"

"..."

"..."

I'm so sorry!

Dozens of bikers were beaten black and blue, and they knelt on the ground, kowtowing and apologizing, vowing to turn over a new leaf and do their best to make up for their mistakes.

"spit!"

Qianchun grabbed the leader by the collar and spat out a mouthful of blood.

With his haphazard punches and the tenacity of a super biker gang, he managed to smash the boss's wooden sword and motorcycle, and beat him unconscious.

This kind of unrestrained and bad fighting—especially the part where they beat up a car with their bare hands—was very enjoyable for the audience, which somewhat offset the annoyance of their hard work being destroyed.

"By the way..."

Everyone then came to their senses and looked at Yamashita Kazuo and Tokita Ohma.

When did these two arrive?
(End of this chapter)