Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 239 Weighing It
Wu Lei'an —

21 years old, 188cm tall, 94kg.

Nickname: [Demon]!
The "biggest problem child" among the younger generation of the Wu family, and also Wu Fengshui's older brother.

The last time Shiraki met him was at the Tokyo Dome underground fighting arena—when the "Kengan Zetsumei Street Championship" started.

At the time, Bai Mucheng was sleeping soundly with his head on Wu Fengshui's lap after his battle with Hao Hongye, and only woke up after the Wu clan left.

So for Bai Mucheng, this was indeed the first time he had formally greeted Wu Lei'an.

The encounter between the two was indeed somewhat "bloody".

The bodies of the perpetrators were scattered all around, each one beaten beyond recognition, several with their necks twisted and their spines piercing their necks.

"Heh heh heh!"

Wu Lei'an grinned slyly, his hands still dripping with someone else's blood. He rubbed them on the wallpaper, leaving a trail of bloody handprints.

He strode towards Bai Mucheng, circled around to Bai Mucheng's side, and wrapped his right arm around Bai Mucheng's neck, laughing uncontrollably.

"Hey bro! Having fun with feng shui lately?"

Wu Lei'an leaned against Bai Mucheng and used his clothes to wipe his hands. "You're a bit heavier than me, maybe 101? You're quite sturdy!"

"..."

Just as Bai Mucheng was about to respond, Wu Lei'an suddenly patted him on the back.

"I knew you'd come back. After all, it's much more interesting inside than outside. You can pick a fight with anyone you want!"

Before he finished speaking——

Swish!
Wu Lei'an suddenly shifted his feet to the side, bypassing Bai Mucheng from behind. He then wrapped his left arm around Bai Mucheng's neck and slammed his right claw down towards Bai Mucheng's groin.

The instant his palm struck, Bai Mucheng raised both hands, grabbed Wu Lei'an's left arm, bent over, and used his shoulders as a fulcrum to lift him up and throw him forward.

[Back-to-back throw]!
Swish!
Wu Lei'an was thrown out, spun around in the air, and finally landed steadily in a half-squatting position, touching the ground with his toes.

Bai Mucheng's throw wasn't serious, and Wu Lei'an's grab was just a joke.

"Ah hahaha!"

Wu Lei'an weighed his right hand in his hand, grinned, and showed off his white teeth. "Hmm, it's huge!"

Bai Mucheng raised an eyebrow and smiled, a hint of lingering fear in his eyes, and couldn't help but tiptoe a little.

At that moment, Wu Fengshui's voice came from the walkie-talkie in Bai Mucheng's pants pocket.

She saw her elder brother, Wu Lei'an, through the miniature camera on the side of the white wooden earpiece, and then turned up the volume of the specially made walkie-talkie.

"Big brother, stop messing around!"

Wu Fengshui reluctantly tried to dissuade him, "Grandpa is furious about Garuda, let's deal with the terrorists quickly."

"What are you worried about? Feng shui..."

Wu Lei'an straightened up and twisted his wrist. "I'm not a madman with a screw loose. I can tell the difference between fooling around and a commission. There are still many people in this building waiting for me to fleece them!"

"And can't you tell? I've already tried really hard to say hello!"

"The one you should really 'persuade' is the one who wants to stay even though he has no requests—"

Wu Lei'an grinned, his dark eyes fixed on Bai Mucheng. "You can hardly resist, can you? Want to have a fight?"

"...Great, fantastic!"

Bai Mucheng felt relieved and bounced around to stretch his body. "That's how you play on the battlefield, that's the most fun!"

Wu Lei'an laughed even harder, beckoning with his middle finger, "Hey! I'm starting to like you a little too!"

The next moment——

Swish!
The two pushed off the ground with their feet and sprinted forward at the same time, so fast that they almost left afterimages. In an instant, they raised their legs high and their ankles collided with each other.

boom!
This was a tentative kick, with roughly the same power.

But then, the two made different choices in their actions—

Wu Lei'an stomped his foot on the ground and changed his move extremely quickly. Relying on his excellent physical abilities, he threw a punch straight at Bai Mucheng's face.

call out!
At extremely close range, the first move has the advantage!

Seeing this, Bai Mucheng suddenly stepped forward and got even closer to Wu Lei'an.

Land, step on the ground, twist your hips and waist!
In one fluid motion, the right elbow is swung horizontally forward.

[A fierce tiger unleashes its fury in retribution!]
boom!
This elbow strike landed directly on Wu Lei'an's left forearm as he threw a punch, deflecting his forward strike and causing his upper body to tilt to the right, exposing his back.

Bai Mucheng used the momentum to slide slightly backward and then threw a quick straight punch forward.

[Luke's Weapon Suppressor]!
boom!
The punch landed squarely on Wu Lei'an's nose, causing it to bleed.

Wu Lei'an felt a stinging sensation in his nose, but he didn't care. He grinned and withstood Bai Mucheng's fist, then pushed his right palm forward, hitting Bai Mucheng in the face as well.

Boom!
This blow was equally severe, causing Bai Mucheng to spit out a nosebleed.

The two took a few steps back to create distance between each other.

"Ah! You know Muay Thai, Shiraki!"

Wu Lei'an grinned maliciously, "Plus karate throws and military combat techniques... This is interesting!"

He tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, then wiped the blood from under his nose with his left hand.

suddenly--

Swish!
Wu Lei'an swung his left hand violently, flicking the blood off the back of his hand, which struck Bai Mucheng in the eyes.

After hitting the target with one blow, Wu Lei'an did not pursue the attack.

Because he clearly noticed that even when blood hit his eyes, Bai Mucheng's eyelids did not move, and he stared straight ahead as the blood soaked his eyeballs.

"Anticipating that I would be blinded by blood, I prepared myself for the attack and avoided the physiological, subconscious blinking?"

Wu Lei'an raised an eyebrow, "Your practical experience is quite good!"

His grin widened, bloodshot veins appeared deep in the black whites of his eyes, and his breathing grew hoarse. "It's rare for someone to challenge me to a fight, so let's have some real fun tonight!" "Great, fantastic!"

Bai Mucheng twisted his neck, making a crackling sound, and blood flowed down the corner of his eye, casting a faint red hue over his vision.

Both of them became a little more serious.

The next moment——

Ode!
The two charged toward each other again.

In that split second, another figure darted out, rushing to the two of them, ready to launch a sneak attack.

But to the "third person's" surprise, Bai Mucheng and Wu Lei'an reacted at the same time, stopping their punches the instant they were about to throw them and turning to look out the window.

A tall Russian man wearing a long-sleeved shirt and tactical boots suddenly appeared beside the two.

It was none other than "one of the death row inmates"—Sikorsky!

He was wandering around the building, searching for Hanma Baki's whereabouts, when he happened to run into Shiraki Seiwa and Wu Lei'an, so he took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

When his sneak attack failed, Sikorsky remained calm and showed no fear whatsoever.

"Having fun, you two? Is this what they call the 'Steel Jungle Battlefield'?"

Sikorsky smiled and said, "Count me in, or I'll get jealous—"

The words are not finished yet.

Shiraki Sei and Wu Lei'an simultaneously changed their tactics and attacked Sikorsky.

The former stepped forward, turned, and slammed his elbow horizontally;

The latter pushes off the ground with his left leg, propelling his right leg to push off forcefully to the side;
Swish!
Sikorsky had anticipated this and kicked Bai Mucheng in the abdomen first, forcibly widening the distance between them. On the other side, he lowered his arm to block Wu Lei'an's kick.

Boom!
Bai Mucheng's elbow strike missed, and Wu Lei'an's kick was also blocked.

Even so, the immense force emanating from the two individuals still took Sikorsky by surprise.

"Oh……"

Sikorsky staggered backward.

Wu Lei'an clenched his fist, gathering his strength.

Shiraki Cheng directly slapped Sikorsky's leg open with a "smack," then raised his right leg high, aiming at Sikorsky's abdomen.

Swish!
Wu Lei'an's heavy punch, combined with Bai Mucheng's front kick—

The two attacks landed on Sikorsky at the same time, forcing him to retreat and deflect the force.

shhhhhhhhh...

Sikorsky retreated repeatedly, while Shiraki Cheng and Wu Lei'an continued their pursuit, finally getting half a step ahead of him as they approached the window.

"Is it fun?!"

Wu Lei'an's face contorted with rage. His movements were swift and decisive, striking Sikorsky in the abdomen before he could react.

boom!
Sikorsky was sent flying backward, his back slamming into the floor-to-ceiling window and shattering the glass.

Wow——!
Broken glass flew everywhere, and Sikorsky fell out of the window, plummeting from the high-rise building and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

This is the sixth floor!

huh... huh...

A cool breeze blew in from outside the window.

"Falling from that height, he'd be half-crippled even if he didn't die. He's finished."

Wu Lei'an narrowed his eyes and raised an eyebrow, then suddenly changed the subject: "—Idiot, I'm all too familiar with the feeling of killing, who are you trying to fool by playing dead!"

He could tell from his intuition that Sikorsky was definitely alright!
"..."

Shiraki knew about Sikorsky's intelligence and his "adept climbing" finger strength, so he made the same judgment.

He was about to go to the window to observe when Wu Lei'an suddenly turned around and kicked him, making him a beat slower.

"Hahaha! I'm going first!"

Wu Lei'an, unwilling to let his prey escape, rushed to the window first, leaned out of the building, and looked in the direction where Sikorsky had fallen.

But strangely, Wu Lei'an saw nothing at all.

Sikorsky didn't hang outside the building, nor did he fall to the ground; he simply vanished into thin air!

"—?!"

Wu Lei'an was startled.

Before he could figure out what was going on, he suddenly heard Sikorsky's voice.

"When I escaped from Evans Prison, the only way was to climb up the smooth, hundred-meter-high inner wall of a missile silo with my bare hands."

"In other words, I am better than any other rock climber in the world."

"Climbing up the uneven exterior of this hotel is as easy for me as climbing stairs..."

"..."

Wu Lei'an realized that Sikorsky's voice was coming from "above" him!

"!!"

Wu Lei'an turned his head and looked up, only to see that Sikorsky had already climbed up to the seventh-floor exterior wall with his bare hands and was looking down at him from above.

"An urban steel jungle battlefield? I can fight with all my might here!"

Sikorsky laughed loudly, "Got it! Aha—!"

He kicked down with both legs, his two military tactical boots crashing down, his heels slamming into Wu Lei'an's face.

boom! !

(End of this chapter)