Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 81 Alien Invasion

Not long after, one day.

Someone once bumped into Takaomi Kaji at a coffee shop.

He asked curiously about what happened that night on the Espooro, including the gambling match between Akagi Shigeru and Sada Kuni.

"Hmm? You're asking about Mr. Akagi, who's hailed as the 'Man of the Gods,' what kind of fighting style does he have?"

Kaji Takaomi tried to describe it.

"His gamble is not just about whether he is strong or not."

"How should I put it? They're incredibly popular, with a huge number of admirers..."

"Simply put—it's incredibly flashy, a natural talent, and a unique playing style that no one can imitate!"

……

……

"The victory has been decided."

Nightwalker Queen Koichi bowed slightly and announced the result of the bet, "Lord Akagi has won."

"……hehe"

Shigeru Akagi remained seated, his hands resting on his thighs, his gaze shifting from Sada Kuni to the surveillance cameras surrounding the reception room.

"I see, so your cheating method was 'artificial vision', right?"

“You are completely blind, so you give up your eyes and use electrical stimulation to stimulate your optic nerve and use machines like cameras to see.”

"If I'm not mistaken, that guy named Mupu must have 'connected' all the cameras in this room to your brain, so you can see my cards with the camera."

Akagi Shigeru looked at Sada Kuni—or more accurately, at his neck, where a portable artificial vision camera served as Sada Kuni's "eyes."

"Not bad, that's a really ingenious tactic..."

Akagi Shigeru smiled faintly and said, "Sata Kuni, thank you. I had a very enjoyable time tonight."

"..."

Sada Kuni remained silent.

On the other hand, Ito Kaiji, who witnessed the entire gambling game, was both shocked by Akagi Shigeru's gambling skills and relieved.

"Great!"

Kaiji Ito clenched his fist and said with delight, "In that case, according to the reward that Baku promised me, he can help me pay off my debts!"

But then, Ito Kaiji suddenly heard Yagami next to him continue talking about the results of the bet.

"The loser, with a rope around his neck, performs a death dance..."

"According to the previous agreement, Lord Sada-kun, you will lose one billion yen in gambling money, as well as your life."

"You will be hanged."

"..."

Kaiji Ito was stunned upon hearing this.

Wait, what about hanging? A billion yen bet is outrageous enough, why take someone's life? Are high-stakes gambling games really this dangerous?!

Zawzawazawa……

Kaiji felt his heart pounding.

Whoever loses dies.
If I help Akagi Shigeru get the cards so he can win the bet, wouldn't that be tantamount to me killing someone?!
“…Hmm!?”

Kaiji had never personally experienced something that was almost like an urban legend, and at this moment he even felt a little nauseous and couldn't help but squat down.

Seeing this, Shigeru Akagi helped him up and sighed softly.

"It's normal to feel uneasy, but that's gambling, Kaiji-kun."

Akagi Shigeru's tone remained calm, unchanged from beginning to end.

"Gambling is not about gain or loss to me. What I hope for is that people will die meaninglessly because of winning and losing."

"That is what touches on the essence of gambling—meaningless death."

Shigeru Akagi patted Kaiji on the shoulder.

"If you can't accept the thought of dying meaninglessly, I think you'd better not gamble."

……

……

The announcement of the results of the upper-level gambling game also caused a stir among the lower-level people.

The mercenaries on Sada's side frowned as they pondered their next move, facing the imminent execution of their leader.

The debtors who were watching were simply shocked, and their thoughts were similar to those of Kaiji Ito: they never thought that someone would actually lose their life!
"Are they going to kill someone? By hanging?"

"Isn't that illegal? Should we call the police...?"

"Can someone explain the betting game we just played?"

"..."

The discussions grew increasingly noisy, causing widespread irritation, and even the mercenaries and men in black began to be swayed.

Just as the situation was becoming increasingly tense, Tonegawa, who was standing in the crowd, suddenly let out a low shout, instantly calming the scene down.

"A bunch of idiots! If you gamble, you have to pay up, even if it means your own life. If you can't pay up, don't gamble. If you don't want to die, you have to win!"

"..."

Tonegawa's words stunned the panicked debtors.

Regardless of what the debtors thought, Tonegawa breathed a slight sigh of relief and looked at the mercenaries on Sada's side.

Those guys still have guns. If they get agitated and the first bullet goes off, the situation will be irreversible, and few people will survive.

As long as the situation calms down, at least a gunfight won't break out for the time being, and there might still be room for maneuver!

Now... Tonegawa is starting to worry about something else—those three "monsters".

That is, Shiraki Seiwa and the other two.

Tonegawa had a feeling that if they got serious, the scene would be even more terrifying than a gunfight!
……

……

"The loss was so decisive, it was boring."

Galo stretched his arms, pushed Maruk aside, and then locked his gaze on Shiramu Cheng.

"Now that the betting is over, there's no need for me to play with this little house cat anymore. I'd better do something that interests me."

"...Great, fantastic!"

Bai Mucheng grinned and slowly stepped forward.

Both sides were watching each other's every move, and a battle was about to break out.

But once again, a figure appeared, blocking the way between the two.

However, it wasn't the previous Maruk, but rather the panting Baku who had run all the way from the broadcasting room.

"..."

Baku was even weaker than Kaji Takaomi, and was so exhausted that he was out of breath and unable to speak for a long time.

Galo frowned, looking at his former friend with extreme displeasure. "You lowly stray dog, I can snap your neck anytime. What are you doing here?"

"Of course—we'll win!"

Baku held his breath and pointed at Gara, "I will never lose, whether it was against the gambling leader before, or in the future... I will never lose..."

“Mr. Galo, you don’t need to rush to action tonight. Save your strength.”

"I'll show you what it means to be 'unbeatable' and what a gambler who only exists in myths really is!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Jialuo's eyes darted around.

Baku's meaning was clear: he didn't want Baku to fight Shiraki, and even wanted to win him over—just like many years ago.

From a rational point of view, there was no need to agree to such an absurd thing, but the Baku had the ability to precisely pique the other party's interest with its words.

What kind of "invincible" gambler...

Galo really wanted to see how Madarame Baku would end up dying a miserable death!

"..."

Seeing that Gara had stopped moving, Baku breathed a sigh of relief and turned his attention back to Shiraki Sho.

How can we persuade Shiraki Cheng?
Baku scratched his head and whispered, "Don't blame me for bothering you, Cheng. I advise you to save your energy; the excitement tonight isn't over yet."

Shiraki Cheng also became interested, "How so?"

Baku's face darkened, and he gave a bitter smile. "What I'm worried about hasn't happened yet, and at the same time, I'm very unlucky, so what I'm worried about is bound to happen!"

……

……

Upper floor, reception room.

The staff at the gambling den have already set up the "hanging" props.

Nightwalker Princess Koichi bowed slightly to Sada Kuni, as if it were an invitation from the Grim Reaper, and smiled, "Lord Sada Kuni, please."

"..."

Sada Kuni remained silent.

At the same time, his companion behind him—the bald man—could no longer contain himself and hissed, "We don't need to die on this pointless gamble!"

"You're nothing but a bunch of trash, let me show you!"

The bald man rushed to the other side of the observation deck in a few steps, opened the door there, and the deck and the sea outside came into view.

On the dark sea, a medium-sized cargo ship was anchored, the arms smuggling ship that Wu Fengshui had seen earlier.

The bald man pulled out a remote control.

"As soon as I press the button, the missiles on that ship will be launched. Although they won't be able to attack the city, you will all be buried with us!"

"If you don't want to die, get off this ship!"

"..."

The bald man's face was contorted with rage; he had given up all hope.

But the next second——

An elegant gentleman appeared silently outside the door, raised his leg and delivered a high kick, knocking the remote control out of the bald man's hand, and then stomped down heavily, pressing the bald man's head to the ground.

boom!
"..."

Behind the gentleman's figure, another figure appeared, his eyes darting around as he looked everything in sight.

Before anyone else could react, the second figure suddenly introduced himself, even deliberately adjusting his voice and making a corny joke.

"We are—aliens—from—a—distant—planet..."

……

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lower level.

Baku patted Shiraki Cheng on the shoulder with an expression that said, "I knew it," grinding his teeth together.

"See? There's definitely a bad situation. Aliens have invaded..."

Baku paused, then changed the subject, introducing, "That guy who's talking—he's the leader of the Gambler's Club."

(End of this chapter)