Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 245 The Ubiquitous Experts
"……who is it?"

Sikorsky opened his eyes wide and looked at the soldier with the knife who had suddenly appeared.

He was in his thirties, lean, with short black hair, a slight stubble, and a military-style headband.

Behind him, there was a patch of broken wall plaster that blended into the surrounding corridor and was barely noticeable unless you looked closely.

It's an excellent disguise!
"Enough with the nonsense!"

The soldier with the knife stroked his stubble and chuckled, "To an escaped death row inmate, I am of course your enemy."

As he spoke, the soldier toyed with the short knife in his hand, tossing it back and forth between his left and right hands, occasionally twirling it to create a few flashes that reflected a sharp, cold glint.

major……

Sikorsky observed the movements of the soldier with the knife.

Highly professional, clean and efficient, without any hesitation, completely different from street thugs, clearly knows how to use a knife!

"Have you finished your combat capability assessment?"

The soldier with the knife raised an eyebrow, noticing that Sikorsky's face was covered in blood and several of his teeth were broken, and then he chuckled.

"Heh, you got taught a lesson first, looks like there are quite a few experts here..."

He turned his head and saw Bai Mucheng chasing after him. He immediately understood. "So that's it. It's him. I heard the captain's teacher mention him."

Shiraki stepped forward quickly, about to chase after Sikorsky, but was suddenly stopped by a sharp military knife.

"Hey bro! Look, he's running away, let me have a turn!"

The soldier with the knife twirled it, then gripped the hilt in reverse, leaning forward slightly to assume a military combat stance, facing Sikorsky directly.

"..."

Whether it was Tokita Ohma, Shiraki Sho, or the onlookers outside the building, they could all discern from the soldiers' movements—

This person is undoubtedly a battlefield expert, far surpassing the criminals in the building, and is also a master of the knife!

He was one of the members of Kaiya's team.

"It's not fun to just kill small fry since you've come to help out. Catching big fish is much more interesting!"

The expert swordsman lowered his body, exuding a chilling aura reminiscent of gunpowder smoke, and pointed directly at Sikorsky, causing the surrounding air to subtly distort.

"..."

Shiraki Cheng twisted his neck and went to Tokita Ohma's side to watch the battle with him.

As the expert swordsman said, Sikorsky is only concerned with escaping now, so there's no point in chasing him. It would be better to find a more worthy opponent.

Looking back now, I think many of the criminals inside the building were probably killed by Kaiya's team.

"Ok?"

Shiraki noticed that there was another person hiding in the shadows beside him, "Yamaichi Kazuo" who was with Ohma, and at this moment he finally dared to show his face.

"Indeed, it's more reassuring to have more of our own people around."

Sweating profusely, Yamashita Kazuo sidled between Shiraki Sei and Ohma, secretly sizing up the swordsman. "That one's one of us too... right?"

Bai Mucheng nodded and smiled, "Yes, they are active-duty special forces soldiers."

Yamashita Kazuo breathed a sigh of relief. "That's great, you and Mr. Wangma can finally rest."

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

Wang Ma: "..."

Seeing that the two did not reply, Yamashita Kazuo's eye twitched, and he forced a dry laugh, "You and Mr. Ohma both want to rest... right?"

"..."

……

As the three were talking, Sikorsky also looked up.

He could tell that the knife-wielding expert in front of him was no ordinary person; his strength far surpassed that of the criminals in the building.

However, rather than confronting Shiraki Cheng immediately, it would be better to entangle with the swordsman for a while and take the opportunity to think about the next strategy.

Just do it!

Having made up his mind, Sikorsky strode forward, throwing a quick right knuckle punch.

Swish!
But the moment his fist was thrown, Sikorsky suddenly felt a chill and immediately stopped, pulling back his fist and swaying slightly.

Immediately, Sikorsky saw that the expert swordsman had already raised his blade, waiting for him to throw a punch.

"Very cautious, blond guy."

The knife expert raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "Just a little bit more and I'll be able to dislocate your right hand."

Before he finished speaking——

Swish!
The knife expert's low kick forced Sikorsky to dodge to the side, pressing him close to the wall and further compressing his space to dodge.

Swish!

The sharp military knife was brandished, leaving scratches on the brick wall and occasionally cutting Sikorsky's skin, making for a very dangerous scene!

"You won't get a chance to breathe in front of me!"

The expert swordsman approached step by step.

Sikorsky felt as if his vital points were being sucked in and relentlessly attacked!
...This won't do!!

With a ferocious expression, Sikorsky ignored the pain all over his body, leaped to the side, landed on the wall, and grabbed the ventilation duct bracket with his fingers.

Swish!
Using the momentum, he flipped over, evaded the pursuit of the knife expert, and jumped to a spot not far ahead, then sprinted towards the hall.

In more open areas, it is easier to dodge and maneuver when facing a short sword!
As Sikorsky was thinking this, he passed by the door of a storage room when suddenly—bang!
A large foot, clad in a cross-country military boot, suddenly kicked the wooden door open, sending debris crashing down on Sikorsky's side.

“Wow!”

Sikorsky yelled and was kicked so hard that he slammed into the other wall.

He coughed up blood, turned his head and saw a tall, burly man dressed like a knife expert; he was a soldier in Kaiya's squad.

"Hello, I'm Kuraishi."

The burly man greeted them and strode towards Sikorsky, intending to use the wall to completely subdue him.

In a critical moment, Sikorski raised his leg and kicked hard, hitting Kuraishi in the arm.

The immense force struck, slowing Kurashi's movements by half a beat, allowing Sikorsky to slip away and continue running towards the hall.

Swish swish!
After running four or five more steps, he bumped into a baby-faced soldier with a headscarf tied on his head and a small build.

The baby-faced boy looked at Sikorsky, his aura weaker and his expression clearly tense. "He was seriously injured, yet he could still kick Kuraishi away? That's amazing..."

"Get out of here, you weakling!"

Sikorsky frowned, too lazy to listen to the praise, and shoved the baby-faced man aside with a "bang".

When he ran to the lobby and saw the night outside the window, Sikorsky finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But after catching his breath twice, the next second—

Clap!

Suddenly, a large bulge appeared on the soft sofa by the window. Immediately afterward, a soldier tore through the sofa leather, crawled out, and blocked Sikorsky's path.

"Little gecko, don't even think about jumping out the window to escape!"

The soldier jumped out of the sofa.

Sikorsky immediately turned and ran in another direction.

But next to him, a large vase was suddenly smashed, and a soldier emerged from it, kicking Sikorsky backward.

"Well……"

Sikorsky staggered a few times, feeling as if his whole body was falling apart, and he gritted his teeth in pain.

He looked up and saw two soldiers dressed slightly differently but looking the same; they were twins.

"Heh, this feeling of having nowhere to run is what makes a battlefield!"

The twins stepped to the left and right, and together with the pursuing knife expert, Kuraishi, and the baby-faced man, they completely trapped Sikorsky in the hall.

Kaeya's team, all five members assembled!
As experts, simply killing enemies is too amateurish; they plan to perfectly execute their mission—helping the Metropolitan Police Department arrest death row inmates.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing Sikorsky stuck in place, panting heavily, the knife expert chuckled, hands on his hips, "Smoother than expected! So it really was because you were injured? How lucky!"

The swordsman turned his head and looked at Shiramu Cheng, who had arrived a step behind him.

"Oh, Brother Shiraki, thank you for your help. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been easy to stop him."

He shook hands with Shiraki and greeted him warmly, "We heard from Mr. Headquarters that you defeated that 'Spek'. I heard the battle was very exciting."

Bai Mucheng smiled and nodded, taking out his business card from his pocket.

But then, the swordsman suddenly changed the subject, "Speaking of which, our captain 'Kaiya' also really wants to meet you..."

Upon hearing this, Yamashita Kazuo, who was standing next to him, suddenly swallowed hard.

He could clearly sense that the atmosphere of the friendly handshake had changed, now mixed with a burning fighting spirit that was intensifying.

Bai Mucheng handed the business card to the swordsman and said leisurely, "Have you heard of the Fighting Soul Martial Arts Academy?"

The knife expert grinned slyly, "Good name, sounds more dangerous than the Amazon rainforest!"

The two chatted happily and burst into laughter.

However, Yamashita Kazuo could clearly sense that the atmosphere was shifting towards a "sparring match" and was gradually getting out of control.

"..."

Just then, another person strolled over.

"Wow, it's quite lively here!"

Tokita Ohma walked over, hands in his pockets, and appeared in everyone's sight.

He glanced around at everyone present and said with a leisurely smile, "[Earth God] Kaeya—I've also heard of this legendary soldier. Isn't he here?"

"If you want to spar, I'm ready for either of you or Kaeya!"

Wang Ma pointed to himself, a grin spreading across his face, "I'm way better than that Russian!"

"..."

After saying this, the members of Kaiya's team paused for a moment, exchanged glances, and then burst into laughter, as if in a perfunctory agreement.

"You can't do it, Seaweed Head Guy."

The swordsman waved his hand at Ohma, shook his head helplessly, and said, "You absolutely cannot win against Captain Kaia."

Wang Ma: "..."

His forehead veins bulged, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was grinding his teeth.

"What did you say--?!"

Tokita Ohma is enraged!

(End of this chapter)