Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

"Drink up!"

Vajra Eight Postures, Huo Da Ding Elbow!

This move was learned by Feng Daemon from Zhao Chen. Because the moves were very fluid, he mastered them very quickly.

Like an arrow released from a bow, Kaze Daizaemon charged forward, his fist aimed straight at Izumi Shion's face.

Faced with the fierce attack of Kaze Daizaemon, Izumi Shion certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to take the hit head-on.

He lowered the muzzle of his X-gun and fired two shots at a vampire corpse on the ground.

Just as Kazedaizaemon thought to himself, "I've succeeded," the vampire's corpse suddenly exploded, splattering blood all over his face. Blinded by the blood, Kazedaizaemon immediately lost his sight.

Unable to see clearly ahead, Kaze Daizaemon did not panic. Instead, relying on his memory, he continued his attack towards Izumi Shion's location.

With a loud bang, Kaze Daizaemon, who felt he had been hit, heard Izumi Shion cry out in pain.

"Damn it~."

Izumi Shion, clutching her arm, gritted her teeth and endured the pain.

His arm was accidentally grazed by Kaze Daizaemon's fist and it was broken!

This is terrifying; the man before me possesses terrifying power.

If his enhanced suit were still intact, he might have been able to exchange a few more blows with him, but now...

It's better to take him out remotely.

Taking advantage of the strong wind, Zaemon wiped the blood from his face, and Izumi Shion raised her X-gun.

After the two shots, liquid leaked from Kazedaizaemon's enhanced suit, and it began to malfunction.

"good chance!"

Seeing that Kaze Daizaemon's enhanced suit had failed, Izumi Shion realized that this was a perfect opportunity to kill him. How could she give up such a chance? Since they were already mortal enemies, what harm was there in killing him one more time?

"stop!"

"Tch!"

Just as Izumi Shion was about to pull the trigger of the X-gun, aiming it at Kaze Daizaemon's head, a bag of trash flew from the side, knocking the X-gun out of Izumi Shion's hand.

But at the same moment the X-gun left her hand, Izumi Shion also pulled the trigger.

With a bang, Feng Daemon's left calf was blown apart.

"Aaaaaaah!"

The pain of a broken leg is so intense that even the toughest man can't help but scream.

Although she failed to kill Kaze Daizaemon, breaking one of his legs was enough for Izumi Shion.

'Without legs, this big guy probably can't catch me anymore.'

Before the enemy's reinforcements arrived, Izumi Shion turned and ran.

Sakata Kenzo, who had rushed over, deactivated his invisibility and stared through gritted teeth at Izumi Shion, who disappeared around the street corner.

"Damn it, he got away."

"...I'm sorry, I was rash."

Seeing that Kazeda Zaemon was pale and looked like he had lost too much blood, Kenzo Sakata immediately picked up one of his arms and used his superpower to lock the blood vessels and muscles at the broken leg.

Despite the excruciating pain that was convulsing all over his body, Kaze Daizaemon gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go quickly, we can't stay here any longer."

"I know! Hang in there!"

Sakata Kenzo, carrying the lame Kaze Daizaemon, staggered away from this place of trouble.

Unbeknownst to them, at the far end of the street, a reporter from a gossip magazine secretly snapped a picture of their profiles as they left.

"I've finally found the bombshell..."

Dusk, in Zhao Chen's apartment building.

"It's those guys again."

On the sofa, Togo Juzo is wiping down the X sniper rifle.

On the opposite sofa, Sakuraoka Sei is bandaging Kaze Daizaemon's broken leg.

Sitting directly on the floor, Nishi Joichiro kept changing channels with the remote control in his hand, his mind completely elsewhere than on the television: "Izumi once told me that there is a group of people hiding in human society."

“They are vicious and extremely cruel, and they specifically hunt down members of the GANTZ squad like us.”

"Who are they?" Togo Juzo, who had polished his X sniper rifle to a gleaming shine, asked in a cold voice.

"Vampire!" Zhao Chen, who came out of the bedroom, looked like he had just taken a shower, his hair still wet and dripping water.

Zhao Chen, who had walked over to the sofa, glanced at Feng Daezaemon, who was enduring the pain of his broken leg with his eyes closed, and said angrily, "...I mean, are you guys stupid? Three against one and you still got your legs broken and killed in return, it's utterly shameful!"

"I'm sorry, Yuzuru-sama, it's my fault for not keeping up in time," Kenzo Sakata said, bowing his head in self-reproach.

Hiroto Sakurai was filled with regret: "I'm sorry, I was late, that's why..."

"Alright, alright! You two stop arguing about who's right and who's wrong. It's all this idiot's fault."

Picking up the towel hanging over his shoulder to dry his hair, Zhao Chen kicked the sofa where Feng Daemon was lying and said, "Stop lying around like a corpse. With your leg broken like that, instead of going to the hospital for treatment, you're lying in my house waiting to die. Aren't you afraid of getting an infection?"

"Sorry, I was negligent."

Realizing what had happened, Kenzo Sakata was filled with regret. He grabbed his hair and shouted at Hiroto Sakurai, "Sakurai, come help me, let's take him to the hospital."

"It's too late to realize this now!"

Zhao Chen, who had styled his hair into an afro, listened to the faint sirens of an ambulance coming from downstairs and said, "By the time you guys go downstairs now and take a taxi to get him there, this guy will have already lost too much blood."

Kishimoto Megumi emerged from the bedroom carrying a hairdryer, wearing an oversized white T-shirt.

Her clothes were mostly soaked, revealing glimpses of an indescribably beautiful sight. She pouted and said, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and take Brother Feng downstairs."

"Yuzuru-sama, let me blow-dry your hair."

After Kenzo Sakata and Hiroto Sakurai worked together to get the unconscious Daizaemon Kaze downstairs.

Seiya Sakuraoka, who was sitting on the sofa, put down the bandage in his hand and said with some concern, "His leg should be fine, right?"

"Of course, as soon as the next mission starts and we're teleported into the room, that guy Kazedaizaemon will be fully recovered, don't worry." Zhao Chen said, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, flipping through TV channels with the remote.

Seeing Kishimoto Megumi drying his hair behind Masato, Sakuragaoka Sei finally lowered his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good..."

"By the way, senior, what are your plans for dealing with those guys?"

At that moment, Nishijo Ichiro suddenly asked a question.

Chapter 311 Damn newbie, new weapon acquired!

Knowing what Nishijouichirou was asking, Zhao Chen slowly put down the TV remote control.

"Dongxiang, you're coming with me tomorrow."

"Hi!"

Without even asking where they were going, Togo Juzo solemnly bowed his head in response.

However, just because Togo Thirteen doesn't ask questions doesn't mean others won't.

Kishimoto Megumi turned off the hairdryer with a click and asked with concern, "Yuzuru-sama, will tomorrow be troublesome?"

"Don't worry, I'm just going to chat with a few people and have a meal. Nothing will happen." Zhao Chen smiled and tilted his head back, resting his head on Kishimoto Megumi's enormous, indescribable breasts.

"Wouldn't it be a bit too few people if we only let Togo go?" Sakuragaoka Sei said with concern, "Why don't we let Nishijo-kun go too?"

“I’m fine with it, senpai.” Nishi Joichiro had long intended to volunteer.

However, Zhao Chen also had a plan for him: "No, you don't need to come with me. Before the mission begins, you will stay at the hospital and keep watch."

"The hospital? Senior, are you worried that those guys will..."

"Well, better safe than sorry."

Zhao Chen nodded, then raised his hand and poked Kishimoto Megumi, reminding her to continue drying his hair.

The next day.

Tokyo's eastern district.

Togo Jūzō carried a black briefcase and followed Zhao Chen 317 at a steady pace.

"Lord Yuzuru, who are we going to visit?"

"Since those guys are showing up as yakuza, let's fight fire with fire."

Upon hearing this, and looking at where he had come from, Togo Juzo immediately understood.

"I see... It's the Sumiyoshi-kai."

Before you knew it, the break was over.

On the evening of the day the mission was to begin, everyone except the four from the hospital gathered at Zhao Chen's apartment.

In the living room, Zhao Chen sat on the sofa with an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Boqi, lying at Zhao Chen's feet, was listlessly licking his lips.