Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 234 A Gift of Unparalleled Strength

Jeff Maxson —

The mastermind behind this terrorist attack was seeking revenge against Oliva, but was not the "leader".

Both IDEAL and the Insect Organization are using this incident; their real target is Hina Hongo and the chemical weapons she possesses.

After all, they are an international criminal organization. Even if Jeff dies, they will not scatter because of this, and they will continue to carry out the original plan.

Continue searching for Hongo Hime!
This is an excellent quality, enabling the task to be completed efficiently.

This is also a very unlucky quality, because they will inevitably run into Oliva, the "Unbound One" who is going down from the eighteenth floor.

……

……

Oliva passed through the seventeenth floor and arrived at the sixteenth floor, where he was immediately confronted by several groups of assassins and mercenaries, totaling about twenty people.

The group of people were spread out throughout the guest room corridors, gradually searching each room.

Upon seeing Oliva, the criminals realized that Jeff upstairs had been killed, and they didn't have much time left.

"Hold him!"

The squad leader ordered, "There aren't many rooms left to search. There's only one 'Unbound One' after all; they can't control the entire building!"

Upon hearing this order, Oliva couldn't help but laugh. "So that's how it is. You didn't know, the 'monster' is also in this building..."

Seeing the squad leader's blank expression, Oliva shrugged helplessly, "Rather than angering the 'monster,' you'd rather be bullied by me—you'll thank me."

He slowly stepped forward and entered the group of criminals wielding sharp weapons.

One of them raised a dagger and stabbed Oliva in the abdomen, but it was blocked by Oliva's taut muscles, leaving him stunned on the spot.

"This knife can't pierce my abs."

Oliva reached out and pressed down on the man's head, pushing him backward against the wall, then took another step forward and applied force.

Click!

The man's head was forced into the wall, creating a hole in the brick, and his body continued to twitch involuntarily.

This scene was far more shocking than any swift attack, leaving the onlookers, including the criminals, wide-eyed and even shivering.

This is the unparalleled strength of the Unbound One!

"Gentlemen, resisting arrest is wrong, and this was just a gentle warning."

Oliva shook his head. "I won't be polite with you guys anymore!"

"..."

The criminals were all on high alert, but before they could utter a sound, suddenly—

Ode!
Swish!
Two figures suddenly rushed out from either side of Oliva, each kicking the two foremost criminals away.

It's Shiraki Seika and Ohma!
The two finally caught up with Oliva, and showed no intention of letting him have his way, each beating up the thugs next to them with punches and kicks.

bang bang bang...

The criminals' formation was torn apart, and they were knocked down one by one, never to rise again.

Yamashita Kazuo, who arrived later, was somewhat bewildered, "What's going on with those two...?"

"It's not satisfactory."

Wu Fengshui stood beside Yamashita Kazuo and began to answer.

Seeing that Yamashita Kazuo still didn't understand, Wu Fengshui continued to explain, "Because their opponents are about to be completely taken away, those two are very unhappy."

Yamashita Kazuo blinked and saw Oliva turn his head and smile at him and Wu Fengshui, saying, "That's right."

Olba, hands on his hips, moved over to the two men and looked at them as they fought. “In Arizona State Prison, it’s been a long time since anyone has dared to be ‘unsatisfied’ in front of me.”

"I thought that on this trip to Tokyo I would only see the son of the 'monster' - Baki Hanma, but I didn't expect to meet so many interesting guys."

"Yes, I should thank Sonoda properly, since he invited me here."

"Now, we should first thank those two people properly—for using what they like."

After speaking, Oliva casually stepped forward and punched an assassin away, the force of which startled Shiraki Seiwa and Ohma.

Wang Ma frowned, turned around and stared intently at Oliva, but did not make any move, his body language clearly showing hesitation.

"What's wrong? It sounds like you're hesitating. Are you troubled by something lately?"

Oliva waved his hand, ignoring the hesitant Ohma, and turned to look at Shiraki Sei.

This time, Oliva finally showed some interest.

Because Shiraki Cheng had already turned around and was walking towards Oliva step by step, grinning with a happy smile.

"good……"

Shiraki Cheng stood in front of Oliva, surrounded by several hesitant criminals, each holding a sharp blade, yet none daring to take a step forward.

"I really have to thank you, kid."

Oliva had a good impression of Shiraki Cheng, saying, "Thanks to you for arresting Dorian, my work has become much smoother."

Shiramu shrugged. "So, how do you plan to thank me?"

"Well..."

Oliva looked conflicted, then suddenly raised his right palm and asked with a smile, "How about this? All I'm proud of is this muscular physique."

"Excellent, fantastic!" Bai Mucheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded. "Let me experience it firsthand—"

Before he could finish speaking, Oliva suddenly pushed forward with his palm, striking Shiramu Cheng's outstretched arms squarely, his monstrous muscles exploding with incredible strength.

call out!
Bai Mucheng suddenly became "blurred".

He was pushed backward like a cannonball, sliding in the air for more than ten meters, crashing into four or five criminals in succession, and finally slamming his back against the wall at the end of the corridor.

Boom!

The smooth wall was cracked by the back of the white wooden beam, and the cracks spread like a spider web, with pieces of gravel falling down.

"call……"

Bai Mucheng exhaled a breath of hot air, leaving a large handprint on his raised forearm, with wisps of white smoke rising from it, the force almost penetrating his body!

He struggled to pull himself out of the wall, and the brick wall behind him collapsed with a "crash," revealing the steel bars inside and the guest rooms.

Oliva's push sent Bai Mucheng flying more than ten meters, crashing into a wall and collapsing it!

"——Click!"

Bai Mucheng coughed hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He finally caught his breath, choking so hard that tears welled up in his eyes, but he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Great, awesome! Fantastic!!"

Oliva's "gift of gratitude" truly satisfied Shiraki, filling up much of his previous "dissatisfaction" and making him feel refreshed and happy.

This is the "most free" superhuman force palm strike on earth. Although it is definitely not at full strength, how could Bai Mucheng refuse it?
I won't feel right until I try it!
Unfortunately, the palm strike came too fast, and Bai Mucheng couldn't think of a countermeasure for a moment, or even dissipate the force.

Perhaps we could try a different approach?

—I'd like to try again.

Bai Mucheng suddenly had this idea.

However, when he looked up and searched for Oliva again, Oliva had already broken through the criminals' defenses and headed to the fifteenth floor.

"Let's keep Wang Ma's gift for now..."

"Goodbye, Shiraki-kun."

"After all, it's a commission, so of course I have to complete it well and not let anyone beat me to it."

Oliva winked and waved casually, "Well then, I'm going to arrest the death row inmates first, so you won't get any!"

After saying this, the person vanished without a trace.

Bai Mucheng stood there, the two halves of the palm print on his forearm gradually turning red, sure to leave bruises, but he couldn't help but laugh, "How despicable..."

……

……

The twelfth floor, the presidential suite—

The room where the "kidnapping" took place.

Sikorsky, who was inside the building, naturally noticed the strange noises and even smelled the inexplicable stench of blood.

"What kind of pointless trick is this?"

Sikorsky frowned, his displeasure gradually festering.

He stared at Yujiro Hanma on the sofa by the window, his expression becoming increasingly playful as he pondered how to launch a sneak attack.

At that moment, Sikorsky suddenly noticed a detail.

The strongest creature on earth was now leaning back on the sofa, his whole body relaxed and stretched out, his eyes closed, and his breathing steady.

No way… ?
Amidst that deafening roar, Yujiro Hanma actually... fell asleep!?

Sikorsky craned his neck to observe and finally confirmed his judgment.

He couldn't help but turn back to look at the hostages in the room. "Isn't now the perfect opportunity to fight the 'strongest on earth'?"

These words were clearly muttered to himself—a way of convincing himself.

"..."

Upon hearing this, the hostages present—Arisa, Kozue, Garuda, Maruk, and Hongo Hina—simultaneously shook their heads, hoping that Sikorsky would abandon this idea.

Sikorsky: "..."

I am really looked down upon!

He made up his mind, clenched his right fist, and slightly protruded his middle finger joint, adopting the "knuckle fist" grip that best suited his finger strength.

It's now!

Sikorsky was about to throw a punch at Yujiro when suddenly—

boom!
The door to the presidential suite was kicked open by the criminals who were searching the room.

Sikorsky's sneak attack was interrupted.

The criminals rushed into the room and saw a Russian man clenching his fists and stomping his feet, displaying an indescribable sense of frustration and anger.

"Not again? Not again!"

Sikorsky grinned, furious, and glared at the intruders. "Where did you come from?!"

(End of this chapter)