Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 232 The Arrival of People

The lobby on the first floor of the hotel.

With the explosion on the seventeenth floor, the entire hall immediately descended into chaos.

Mixed in with the crowd—the members of IDEAL and the Insect Organization—also began to search for Hongo Hina's whereabouts.

Their objective was chemical weapons, so they weren't focused on taking hostages. They simply confirmed that Hina Hongo wasn't there and sealed off the first floor to ensure no one got out.

boom!boom!
Two gunshots served as a show of force, intimidating the panicked crowd and causing them to huddle in a corner, where the perpetrators examined them one by one.

At that moment, a robust young man, wearing trousers and a hoodie, suddenly burst into the hotel.

His blond hair was very eye-catching, and even though it was late at night, he was still wearing sunglasses, giving off a strange aura.

Swish!
An IDEAL assassin stepped forward, pressed a dagger against the young man's neck, and said in a menacing tone, "Hey, you're not from the Metropolitan Police Department, are you? Where are you from?"

"……ha!"

Upon hearing this, the young man couldn't help but laugh, grinning to reveal a few white teeth.

The next second—

Boom!
The young man pushed his wrist up, knocking away the assassin's dagger, then reached out with his left hand and grabbed the assassin's neck, squeezing hard with his five fingers.

Click!

The assassin's neck was snapped on the spot, and his body went limp.

But the young man was still not satisfied. He suddenly flipped over and twisted his waist, slamming the limp assassin heavily to the ground with a loud "boom".

The hall's ornate floor tiles were smashed to pieces on the spot, revealing eerie cracks filled with blood plasma.

"Garuda is having a great time, and even the feng shui is getting aroused..."

"Since everyone's so happy, let me be happy too tonight!"

Snapped!
The young man shattered the sunglasses with just two fingers, revealing his ferocious eyes, which were the unique "black background with white pupils" of the Wu clan.

But compared to Wu Fengshui's eyes, the young man's eyes were more ferocious, and just looking at them seemed to give off a bloody smell!
His name is Wu Lei'an!

Wu Fengshui's older brother, nicknamed "Demon Man", is 188cm tall and weighs 94kg.

His unique violence and killing intent, combined with his extraordinary talent, made him, at only 21 years old, already recognized by Wu Huiliyang.

"IDEAL and bugs? What a thoughtful bunch. This way, no matter how many I kill, no one will care, right?"

Wu Lei'an raised a middle finger, beckoned to the assassins in front of him, and revealed a sinister grin: "Come on, and then die!"

"..."

Faced with the sudden intrusion of the "Wu family," the criminals in the lobby on the first floor were all focused, and some even began to call for backup.

Wu Lei'an knew this, but he still accepted all comers and even deliberately let them ask for help, while he kicked another criminal over.

Swish!
The large hand gripped the criminal's neck, pressing down until he foamed at the mouth, his body convulsed, and he struggled wildly.

"I don't care about street fighting or criminal conspiracy. I just want to kill you all!"

boom!
Another person's head smashed into another floor tile in the hall.

Wu Lei'an's eyes were full of mockery as he glanced past the uninteresting ordinary people and searched for his next target.

Suddenly, a handsome and robust young man rushed into the lobby on the first floor, entering the field of vision of Wu Lei'an and the criminals.

Baki Hanma – Arrival!
If there's anyone in this kidnapping case who was most worried about the kidnapped person, it would definitely be him.

After all, Matsumoto Koe was just an ordinary girl, and this incident also involved "Hanma Yujiro," reminding Baki of many unpleasant memories.

When Baki was 13 years old, he fought a wild beast in the mountains called "Yasha-sama" and eventually became friends with it.

However, Yujiro Hanma, in order to mock Baki, also fought with Yasha-sama and killed him in the battle.

Years have passed, what will Yujiro do next?
Baki's eyes darted around, his gaze sweeping over the devastated hall. He frowned and strode quickly toward the stairs.

Seeing this, the assassins and mercenaries along the way tried to stop them.

But the boy's patience had reached its limit, and unwilling to waste any more words, he opened his mouth and shouted—

"Don't move!"

The fierce fighting spirit emanating from the roar intimidated the criminals present, none of them daring to step forward, while also piquing Wu Lei'an's interest.

"Ah! Baki Hanma?"

Wu Lei'an scrutinized the boy's face.

The two had met from afar at the Tokyo Dome underground arena before, but they had never spoken to each other and were only "familiar with each other's faces".

"Is the champion here to find a girlfriend?"

Wu Lei'an made a casual joke, but Baki paid no attention. He was only focused on finding Kozue and went straight upstairs, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Wu Lei'an didn't dwell on it too much.

He is indeed a "problem child" within the Wu clan, but as a member of the Wu clan, he will faithfully complete the tasks entrusted to him.

"Hehe, I'll go find him to play with later!"

Wu Lei'an cracked his neck, making a series of sharp, popping sounds. His heterochromatic eyes were fixed on the other criminals, and he grinned maliciously. "Don't just stand there, come again!"

……

……

Inside the stairwell, Shiraki Seihei, Wu Fengshui, Tokita Ohma, and Yamashita Kazuo—the four of them—continued their ascent upwards.

During the journey, Wang Ma learned that the cause of the incident was "Sikorsky," which was later used by IDEAL and the Insect Organization, and had nothing to do with "Liu Longguang."

"Although it was done by a death row inmate, it seems like they've targeted the wrong person..."

Yamashita Kazuo's legs trembled, clearly still terrified. "Mr. Ohma, what should we do now? Leave here?"

"I want to stay and help."

Wang Ma calmly responded, "When facing a criminal, 'those who can fight' should step in—that's common sense in the world of martial arts, right?"

"what……"

Yamashita Kazuo was sweating profusely, yet he felt a sense of relief. "Although Mr. Ohma is a fierce fighter, he's always ready to help others... Mr. Ohma is truly a good person..."

"Thanks, Mr. Yamashita."

Wang Ma looked at the thin, middle-aged man beside him and said, "You could have run away long ago, but you stayed with me all this time. You're such a kind-hearted person!"

"Ah! Thank you..."

Yamashita Kazuo was stunned, but also felt much more at ease.

But then he heard Wang Ma change his tone, grinning maliciously, "Besides, any battle, no matter when or where, is a good opportunity to test yourself!"

Mr. Yamashita: "..."

Indeed, Mr. Wang Ma's "world" is still too terrifying...

……

……

In the design of this hotel, the 17th and 18th floors are banquet halls or restaurants, with no guest rooms, so the space is relatively spacious.

With its abundance of debris and cover, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, making it ideal for a standoff with the Metropolitan Police Department.

The four of them went up to the seventeenth floor, which was in complete disarray, and finally arrived at the eighteenth floor—the location of the real culprit in this terrorist attack.

The hostages were all held under house arrest in a tool room.

The real culprit—the hooded man—was sitting in a chair in a corner of the eighteenth floor, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, with a pile of cigarette butts at his feet.

"..."

Upon seeing the four people who had arrived, the hooded man spat disdainfully, "Hmph, how boring. Looks like I'll have to kill a few hostages first."

He stood up, holding a shotgun in his right hand and pulling up his hood with his left.

Under the lights of the building, a creepy and terrifying face suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes!
He was a middle-aged white man in his forties, his face covered with scars, and there was even a twisted "groove" on his head that ran diagonally down from the right side of his head to the inner corner of his left eye.

It's hard to imagine what kind of trauma this white man suffered to leave such a horrifying scar!
"You should be considered... helpful citizens?"

The man looked at the three men and one woman in the distance and raised his shotgun without hesitation. "I only want to see Oliva. You all get to the tool room, or I'll detonate the explosives."

"..."

The four people—or more accurately, the "three" excluding Yamashita Kazuo—were all thinking of countermeasures upon hearing this, and soon came up with many solutions.

But before they could act, they suddenly heard a loud bang from upstairs.

Boom!
It seems that something heavy hit the top floor.

Immediately afterwards, there was another loud "boom," even more exaggerated than before, making the entire building seem to tremble, with the force of an earthquake.

Boom!
It was the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground again.

However, the second time, the sound was closer to everyone, as if it were coming from upstairs!
The next second—

Boom!

With a loud bang, the top floor slab of the eighteenth floor was suddenly smashed open, creating a large hole, and a large amount of rubble and debris fell down.

A figure jumped down from the large hole and landed steadily on the eighteenth floor with a "thud".

Looking up, your gaze can pass through the large hole in the ceiling of the eighteenth floor, through the large hole in the ceiling of the nineteenth floor, and finally reach the night sky, with a helicopter circling above.

"—?!"

Everyone immediately realized what was happening.

The first "thump" was the sound of the person jumping from the helicopter and landing on the rooftop.

The first loud "bang" was the sound of someone breaking through the nineteenth floor.

The second "thump" was the sound of him falling into the nineteenth floor.

As for the final sound, the answer is right before our eyes!

In order to quickly reach the eighteenth floor, the man parachuted into the building from a helicopter and smashed through two floors in quick succession!

Who exactly is this person? And how did they do it?
"—!"

Everyone stared wide-eyed. The smoke and dust had not yet cleared, and they could only vaguely see a huge, burly figure standing steadily with his bare hands.

"Good night, ladies and gentlemen——"

The man's voice was elegant and refined as he introduced himself: "I am, Oliva."

(End of this chapter)