Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 49 A Van of People

Swish!
Maruk threw the punch completely subconsciously, even launching a "sneak attack" from behind.

But the next second——

Gina suddenly crouched down to dodge Maruk's fist, then braced herself with one hand and spun around to kick Maruk in the head.

boom!
Maruk raised his forearm to block, his movement was not deformed, but he was kicked and moved a few centimeters to the side.

"pain……"

It was a piercing pain that went deep into the bone marrow!

Maruk's right forearm was covered in ripped fabric and a large swollen patch of skin, which did not look like the work of "human beings".

"Huh, it's blocked?"

Gina jumped up and down, looking Maruk up and down again. "You look flustered. Are you afraid of me? Am I scary?"

"what……"

Maruk loosened his right fist and looked at Gina, who was approaching step by step, and suddenly became helpless.

Want to fight?
I'm about to be killed!?

The older brothers taught Maruk to kick before he gets killed!
Swish!
Maruk kicked upwards with all his might, his leg slamming into the air.

Ji Nai dodged to the side, moved to Maruk's side, pulled back her right fist into a charging stance, and the five-pointed star in her eyes shone with excitement.

"Hmm, it's not just 'fast,' it's also 'sturdy.' I haven't fought something like this in a long time..."

"what--?!"

The murderous intent beside him startled Maruk, so he gritted his teeth, clenched his fist again, and rolled his eyes, finally locking onto his target.

The next punch from both of them will be serious!

boom!
With a powerful swing of his fists, one on the left and one on the right, the force of his blows seemed to distort the air, even producing a hissing sound.

But before the two sides collided—

Ode!
Bai Mucheng suddenly took a big step forward, crossed his left and right hands, and opened his palms to meet the two fists.

Snapped!Snapped!
Two fists, one large and one small—two different in feel but equally powerful—were blocked by Bai Mucheng's palm and firmly grasped by his five fingers.

"call……"

Bai Mucheng stood with his knees bent, feeling the remaining strength in his arms surging wildly, as if countless ants were crawling up his muscles, a tingling sensation running through his upper body.

Ji Nai withdrew her fist, raising an eyebrow. "You actually blocked it? You two are both very capable!"

Maruk finally snapped out of his daze and quickly withdrew his hand, apologizing and massaging Shiramu Cheng's forearm. "I'm sorry, Maruk was startled..."

"..."

Shiraki gently patted Maruk to comfort him, but his hands were still trembling, clearly indicating that taking those two punches was not easy.

Maruk needs no introduction; after all, he was a successful human experiment, a modern-day Frankenstein, whose physical abilities far exceeded those of the "human" species.

On Hime's side, Shiraki Cheng could also feel it from her fist.

This girl named "Hongo Hime" has tendons that are far stronger than those of ordinary people. If she compresses her tendons to the extreme and then bursts them out in one go, it's like putting a spring in her arm, and the power is even more astonishing!

It's likely that the foreign assassin was punched like that, shattering his skull and leaving his entire face caved in.

The group looked at each other in silence. Just as Ji Nai was about to speak, three more people walked into the alley.

"Oh—hey!"

The leader, a Chinese man, looked less like a policeman and more like some kind of official thug. He shouted, "The Metropolitan Police Department is here! If you fight again, we'll arrest you all!"

The Metropolitan Police Department's vehicle was equipped with contraband such as stun guns. The three men intended to use them to help, but they didn't expect the fight to have already ended.

So, Ichiwa contacted his superiors at the Metropolitan Police Department and asked them to send someone over to clean up the area, while he would handle things on his own.

"Wow, he got beaten up so badly..."

Hope, hands in his pockets, craned his neck to observe the three foreign assassins lying motionless on the ground. "They're not even breathing anymore. Even if they're lucky enough to be rescued, they'll be paralyzed for the rest of their lives, right?"

"They deserve it! They're always causing trouble and just looking for problems for others."

Yi Hua took out his phone, took pictures of the three foreigners, checked the results briefly, and then got the results.

"Ah, I've got it! The Metropolitan Police Department's internal files do indeed have records of it."

She pointed to the scarred man—the one Bai Mucheng had knocked down—and introduced him: "This man is called Kirubert Ezzack, an international fugitive. He was originally a U.S. Marine, but later became addicted to killing and became a professional hitman."

"The other two... their faces were a bit blurry from being slapped, but they are most likely very famous professional killers who recently entered the country."

"..."

Shiraki stroked his chin, suddenly wondering, "Can a 'very famous' professional assassin really be considered a good assassin?"

"Who told them to be both professional killers and do all that other dirty work? In short, they're idiots!"

Yi Hua shook his phone. "Anyway, let's hand these three over to the Metropolitan Police Department—if anyone survives, someone will be there to extract information from them."

"--The Metropolitan Police Department doesn't know much about IDEAL either. If you want it, I'll secretly send you the information later."

"..."

After Yi Hua took care of the aftermath, everyone remembered Ji Nai.

The fallen professional assassin was proof enough of Hina's "strength," and now it was time to ask for her consent. But before anyone could speak, Hina interjected, "So, what do you want from me? I'll try my best to help!"

Everyone was taken aback, but Ji Nai remained calm.

"These two older brothers... and those three older sisters over there, including Sakurai-san, you guys are all very interesting!"

"The feeling of unpredictability is really interesting, so it's okay to play along with you guys, right?"

"..."

Looking at this large group of people, Bai Mucheng thought for a moment and suggested, "How about we go to my house?"

……

……

Shiraki's house.

At this moment, the house is empty.

Two thugs sneaked in, acting suspiciously, and were carrying two buckets of paint.

They are former members of the "Tragic Tooth Group" and are currently unemployed.

"Big brother, is this the place?"

"The location is correct. Our Inoue-nii-san went bankrupt because of that brat, otherwise we wouldn't be unemployed!"

"But... how are we supposed to get revenge on someone even Komada, the 'Niou,' couldn't beat?"

"Idiot! Just like dealing with that kid Baki Hanma, even though we can't beat him, we can sneak away when he's not home, splash paint on him, and write on the wall to humiliate him!"

"That makes so much sense! I heard that guy has a younger sister, she'll definitely be so angry she'll cry, right? Hahahaha..."

The two gangsters became increasingly excited as they talked, then opened the paint bucket and prepared to start writing.

Just then, a van drove up from the street and stopped in front of Shiraki's house—in front of the two thugs.

"..."

The thugs stared at each other, wide-eyed, as a high school girl stepped out of the van. She looked like Shiraki Makoto's younger sister, Sakurai Arisa.

This immediately energized the thugs.

"Brother, should we throw paint on her?"

"You idiot, you'll get into trouble. Just dye her school uniform and make her cry!"

Two thugs, full of enthusiasm, walked over carrying paint buckets.

Then--

Maruk got out of the car and stood behind Yusa, still sulking from what had just happened. He pouted and looked at the two thugs with an unfriendly expression.

And then--

Shiraki Shō, Tenma Nozomi, Iori Ichika, Mitani Kana, and Hongō Hina got out of the car one after another, staring at the two uninvited guests with great interest.

"..."

The two thugs froze, unsure how to put down the paint bucket they were holding. Finally, their arms trembled, and with a "splash," red paint splattered all over them.

"you--"

Maruk stepped forward, clenching his fists, and bluntly asked, "Are you bad people?!"

"no no……"

The two thugs shook their heads repeatedly, "We're into human body art!"

After saying that, he ran away without looking back.

Seeing this, Hina Hongo was even happier, exclaiming, "This place is sure to be very interesting!"

She recalled what the people had told her in the car just now.

One is the "women's fighting group" that Tenma mentioned, and the other is the "fighting center" that Shiraki mentioned. Both things sound pretty good.

"First, let's take a look at the fighting center at Shiraki-nii's house!"

Hina grabbed Arisa's arm and skipped into the yard, then Arisa led her to the dilapidated dojo.

Then, Ji Nai stared at the dilapidated building in front of her, stunned, her face expressionless.

She recalled how Bai Mucheng had enthusiastically introduced a whole bunch of things to her in the car, and she had been looking forward to it with starry eyes.

"..."

Ji Nai stepped to the front of the dilapidated house and gently tapped the supporting pillar with her fist. With a loud crash, the supporting pillar broke, and half of the house collapsed completely.

"Mmm~~~!"

After thinking for a moment, Ji Nai pointed to the "ruins" in front of her, turned to look at Shiramu Cheng, and asked seriously, "Excuse me, is this a garbage dump?"

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

A subtle sense of frustration welled up inside me.

(End of this chapter)