Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 235 Mutual Fighting and Self-Fighting

"And where did you all come from?!"

Sikorsky frowned as he stared at the intruders.

There were three men, each fully armed, wielding sharp blades and carrying pistols at their waists. Their faces were bloodstained, and they were definitely not ordinary thugs or hooligans.

Is he a mercenary? Or an assassin?
Given that Sikorsky comes from the Russian mafia, and considering the previous explosion and the smell of gunpowder in the corridor, it's not hard to guess what's going on.

"Terrorist attack? What a disappointment..."

He turned to look at the three criminals, a slight smirk playing on his lips, a sinister murderous aura emanating from him, as if he intended to kill them to vent his anger.

Upon seeing this, the three criminals suddenly widened their eyes, and cold sweat poured down their foreheads.

"Hey, are you guys serious? You're scared already?"

Sikorsky was puzzled, and suddenly his whole body trembled as he sensed the strange aura behind him.

Turning around, they saw that Yujiro Hanma, who had been sleeping, had opened his eyes and was staring at everyone with a playful expression.

The next second—

Swish!
Yujiro braced himself against the armrest, used the momentum to leap into the air, flipped his entire body more than once in mid-air, and finally landed steadily on the carpet with his toes pointing downwards.

"—!!"

Sikorsky then realized that the three criminals were not afraid of him, but of Yujiro Hanma, who had just woken up!

"..."

Yujiro's eyes darted around, taking in the situation inside the room, and then he caught a glimpse of the flashing police lights outside the window downstairs.

"a bunch of idiots."

He grinned, his facial muscles hard as steel, forming a mocking smile. "Babies, stay away, or you'll fly away."

Just that one inexplicable sentence.

His dark red hair stood on end, strand by strand, making the phrase "hair standing on end in anger" a reality at that moment!
Upon seeing this, the girls in the room, along with Maruk, all took a few steps back and huddled in the corner as much as possible.

Even Sikorsky, due to the eerie atmosphere, couldn't help but take a few steps back, completely exposing the three culprits to Yujiro.

What happened after that instant was unbelievable and could not even be described as a "cause and effect"!

Afterwards, Arisa described it to Shiraki Shiraki in this way—

"how to say……"

"Baki's father, Yujiro Hanma, is extremely hot around him, almost like an engine."

"In front of that uncle, the two criminals suddenly dropped their weapons and started fighting each other, with blood splattering everywhere."

"The remaining one, let alone trying to stop him, he even started beating himself, and wouldn't stop even when his face was bruised and swollen!"

Arisa crossed her arms and continued reminiscing:

"Hmm... Although neither of us has ever met our own fathers, this must be what a 'terrifying father' is like, right?"

"The perpetrators started fighting each other, or beating themselves."

"It's like this: your mischievous behavior gets discovered by your terrible dad, and then the brothers who don't get along start blaming each other."

"I need to punish myself first before my dad beats me up!"

"They beat him until his head was bleeding, his teeth were broken, and his face was covered in bruises—but they still didn't stop!"

"..."

Yujiro stretched, yawned, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his knuckles, and finally spoke.

"stop."

With just two words, the three criminals froze as if they had received a command.

"Your choice is correct—"

Yujiro looked at the three criminals and said, "If even one of you escapes, I will kill you all on the spot."

"However, if you attack me, the outcome will be the same."

"Then let's use the self-inflicted injury strategy, deliberately hurting each other, even hurting ourselves, to end it in this way—that would be better."

"I'll spare you then."

Yujiro put his hands back in his pockets, his dark red hair hanging down, returning to his slicked-back hairstyle.

Seeing this, the three perpetrators visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although their faces were covered in blood and gore no matter how you looked at them, there was a sense of complete peace of mind.

"..."

Yujiro pursed his lips, then suddenly his nose twitched as he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

"The smell of gunpowder is so nice..."

He strolled towards the door, his tone casual, "To me, the battlefield is like an amusement park!"

As he passed Sikorsky, Yujiro glanced at him.

"After waiting so patiently for so long, he's still debating whether or not to call. He's so adorably honest."

"As a reward for you, my son 'Baki Hanma' is in this building right now. If you want to challenge him, go find him."

Yujiro then changed the subject, "--Only if you can survive in this 'urban steel jungle battlefield'."

"This is the kind of real-world practice you wanted, enjoy it."

Yujiro stepped out of the room. "I've said enough tonight. I'm leaving..."

He walked straight to the elevator, casually pried open the tightly closed door, and then stepped forward. He lost his footing and fell into the dark elevator shaft.

call out--!
Yujiro landed and disappeared without a trace.

This is the twelfth floor!
But strangely enough, no one thought Yujiro would get hurt as a result.

He probably just went straight down to the first floor and left casually.

"..." After Yujiro left, a full half minute passed before everyone in the room came to their senses.

Three criminals, Sikorsky, Maruk, and four girls.

Among them—perhaps due to the excruciating pain in their faces—the three perpetrators were the first to regain their senses.

They finally breathed a sigh of relief as they focused their attention on "Hongo Hina," intending to kidnap her and leave this terrifying building as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Maruk and Garuda roused themselves and prepared to fight together.

However, as the three criminals moved forward and passed Sikorsky, the murderous intent they exuded angered him.

"brake--!"

With a loud shout, Sikorsky clenched his fists, his middle finger knuckles slightly protruding, and swung them toward his side at an extremely fast speed.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
After three blows, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Sikorsky throws out knuckle punches, and with his extraordinary finger strength, he can even crush human flesh.

On each of the three perpetrators' bodies—the neck, face, and chest—a blood-red groove the thickness of a finger was clearly visible!
puff!

Blood spurted from the three deep, furrowed scars. Before the perpetrators could react, they fell to the ground one by one, their blood pooling together.

"An urban steel jungle battlefield... right?"

Sikorsky's mind was filled with Yujiro's words, and he suddenly felt a strange sense of humiliation.

Both opportunities to launch a sneak attack were unexpectedly interrupted, and there were also inexplicable people interfering.

“Oooooohh ...

He clenched his fists in anger, his bloodshot eyes widened, he took off his blood-stained trench coat, slammed it to the ground, and then stomped on it.

Boom!
Smelling the gunpowder in his nostrils, Sikorsky growled in a low voice:

"Whether it's Baki Hanma or anyone else, come on! Let's fight!"

Swish!
Before he finished speaking, Sikorsky rushed out of the room to search for his opponent throughout the building.

……

……

At this point, only the kidnapped hostages remained in the room.

Maruk raised his hand and suggested, "Shall we go home? Maruk is hungry..."

The girls nodded in agreement.

Just as the five were about to leave, reinforcements arrived for the criminals. Five or six men, all fully armed, blocked them inside the presidential suite.

This immediately made Garuda and Hongo Himeya very happy.

"We'll have to fight eventually!"

The two girls logged on, cracking their knuckles as they clenched their fists, ready for battle.

Just as the two sides were about to make their move, the next second—

boom!
A powerful punch landed on one of them, sending him flying sideways like a high-speed bowling ball, knocking the other criminals away.

The area outside the door was a mess.

Then, a large, dark-skinned hand gripped the door frame, followed by the emergence of a strong, muscular figure.

He was wearing black trousers and a floral shirt, and had exceptionally strong and massive muscles.

It is none other than the Unbound One, Oliva!

"Oh? So I was here first!"

Oliva rolled his eyes, looked at the hostages in the room, smiled and stepped forward, extending his hand to the girls, "Please come with me."

It is clearly visible that there are still many pea-sized wounds on Oliva's skin, which have now stopped bleeding and scabbed over, with only a few traces of blood remaining.

This scene was extremely oppressive, and even triggered Hina Hongo's instincts.

She instinctively tensed her tendons, unleashing all her strength to deliver a powerful punch to the "muscle monster" in front of her.

boom! !

The power of this punch is enough to shatter a floorboard; it's a full-force killing move, and it wouldn't be surprising if an ordinary human body were "pierced" on the spot.

But this "African American" man withstood the attack with just his abs, his feet barely moving, his clothes torn but his skin completely unharmed!
Ji Nai even felt as if she had struck a steel cliff!

"Hmm~~~~"

Oliva raised an eyebrow in admiration, "What a powerful punch! So the 'kidnapping' was just a joke after all?"

Hongo Hina did not reply, but she had already realized how terrifying the "monster" in front of her was. Five-pointed stars lit up in her pupils, and her whole face was frighteningly gloomy.

Just as she was about to fight alone, Maruk and Garuda stepped forward and stood with Gina.

"Is this what fighting side-by-side feels like? It feels amazing, I feel like a human being..."

Ji Nai opened her eyes wide, but then she and Garuda were stopped by Maruk again.

"You run, Maruk will fight to the death!"

Maruk grinned at Oliva, "It's okay! Maruk won't lose! Maruk will beat that muscular monster in the flower shirt with a little bit of thinning hair!"

A muscular monster in a floral shirt with slightly thinning hair...

Upon hearing this description, Oliva's eye twitched.

He turned to the corridor next to him and saw Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui who had caught up a step behind him. He quickly emphasized, "I have short hair, short hair!"

Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui: "..."

Turn your head, make eye contact, turn your head again.

Shiraki Seihe and Wu Fengshui: "...?"

(End of this chapter)