Super Fighting Tokyo.

The man looked at Tokugawa.

Tokugawa's eyes lit up. "Oh! Isn't this 'Sikorsky'? You arrived first!"

……

Death row inmate Sikorsky has arrived!

Chapter 152 Sikorsky

The man who suddenly appeared squeezed into the crowd on his own, displaying an arrogant attitude as if no one else was around.

Wu Fengshui kept his face turned, turning his eyes to scrutinize the man.

Judging from his appearance and skin color, he was probably Russian, in his thirties, with short blond hair.

He was wearing a dark brown long trench coat, a turtleneck shirt underneath, trousers, and sneakers.

He is 190cm tall and weighs approximately 100kg.

—Very strong!

Wu Fengshui could vaguely tell that this Russian man's strength was definitely above that of many professional fighters!

"..."

The man arrived at the stands, looked down at the arena, surveyed the blood-stained ground where the match had just ended, and observed Shiraki Sei and Kou Momiji standing within it.

"Hehe, can they shake hands and make peace after a fight? What a harmonious and loving atmosphere in the competition."

"But this kind of thing is only for competitions and cannot be called fighting."

The man commented on the match with a relaxed expression.

At the same time, Wu Fengshui had already put his hands on his hips, seemingly stretching to relax, but in reality, he had already reached for the pistol tucked into his waistband.

She sensed a merciless killing intent and an unbridled ferocity emanating from the man!

Similar to his elder brother "Wu Lei'an", it was an aura that only "murderers" could possess!

"……Um?"

The man turned his head, as if only then noticing the others, and introduced himself with a smile: "Hello, I am Sikorsky, and I am here at your invitation."

"But I never expected this place to be like this. It smells so good..."

Sikorsky chuckled and remarked, "There's a wonderful, pungent smell of blood everywhere, even on this young woman. It's quite unexpected."

Hearing this, Baki Hanma rubbed his nose in boredom, but couldn't smell anything.

“This Xiko… um.”

He wasn't very good at saying foreign names, so he skipped it.

"You can't smell your own body odor, can you? After all, there's still blood between your knuckles that hasn't been wiped clean."

"..."

Sikorsky raised his hand to look and found that it was indeed the case, so he casually wiped it on his clothes, his eyes still fixed on Wu Fengshui.

"Speaking of which, I've heard that somewhere in this country, there is a 'Wu Clan' who are born for battle and have distinctive heterochromatic eyes."

"If I have the chance, I would love to visit him. I wonder if I could taste defeat there?"

"..."

Wu Fengshui already knew the identity of the visitor.

His name was "Sikorsky," and he was one of the five death row inmates who escaped from prison due to synchronicity and came to Tokyo.

According to intelligence, he can climb missile silos up to 100 meters high with his bare hands using only his finger strength and relying on minor damage and rust marks!

Even during his escape, he suffered a fatal blow to Alexander Galen, the great wrestling hero who had only ever been defeated in his life.

"Haha, this gentleman is looking for the Wu clan or something, that's really dangerous..."

While laughing it off, Wu Fengshui was looking for an opportunity to draw his gun and fire.

But then, Wu Fengshui stopped moving.

Because she suddenly saw that in the spectator stands on the other side of the distance, there were several people from the "Wu clan".

Leading the group was a lean old man, none other than Wu Huiliyang, the current patriarch of the Wu clan!

Behind Wu Huiliyang, a young man sat with his arms crossed and a sinister smile on his face.

That man was Wu Fengshui's elder brother, and also one of the few ferocious and eccentric individuals in the Wu clan—

Wu Lei'an!

"Grandpa Chief and my eldest brother are here!?"

Wu Fengshui was startled, realizing that the storm was brewing tonight, so he took the initiative to move away and avoid the battle, choosing to observe the situation quietly.

Upon seeing this, Sikorsky immediately lost interest.

Well, anyway, my target isn't women, and it's obvious there's something more interesting tonight.

"I can't wait!"

Sikorsky glanced around at the crowd.

“Any girl here has experience shooting and killing people. The people here are definitely more interesting than any judo champion or Inugari Kaneshiro.”

"By the way, the blood between my knuckles must be from that pig hunter, right? Haha..."

"..."

Hearing the man's words, Pegasus Hope, who was a little further away, couldn't help but swallow hard, his pupils trembling uncontrollably.

What is all this nonsense?!

Pig Hunting...isn't he a famous professional wrestler? Was he attacked by that "Sikorsky"?

Seeing that Pegasus was afraid, Mitsuyo Koishi moved a few steps to the side, protecting his junior behind him.

Mushi smiled faintly and sighed, "He's quite an interesting fellow..."

Upon hearing this, Sikorsky looked at Mushi and his eyes lit up. "Ha, I knew it! This guy is much stronger than that judo champion!"

Mushi smiled and replied, "Want to give it a try? When it comes to dealing with death row inmates, I'm 'more direct,' you know~~"

……

……

The atmosphere in the VIP stands was becoming increasingly tense.

Just then, an old yet powerful voice rang out from not far behind.

"Haha, what a beautiful scene."

Everyone turned to look and saw an elderly man with white hair, dressed in a traditional kimono, walking towards them accompanied by guards.

The visitor was none other than the current chairman of the Kengan Association, a figure whose status in the financial world was comparable to that of Tokugawa.

Katahara Mitsudo!

"Continue on your own path, strong ones."

Mie Tang narrowed his eyes and surveyed the entire underground arena.

"The strong should be arrogant, the strong should look down on everyone, until the moment they fall to the dust!"

"..."

When Tokugawa saw the newcomer, he smiled and went up to shake hands with him, and the two old rascals couldn't help but jump up and down.

Mie Tang chuckled and said, "Oh, I've arrived as promised, and I've even brought Sikorsky with me."

Tokugawa could not hide his elation, "I have been waiting for this for a long time too, and it has finally come!"

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Metsudo went to Yusa's side.

Mie Tang was quite considerate of this young girl whom he admired, knowing that she was not suitable to participate in the following matters for the time being.

So, after saying hello, he had one of his guards leave with Yusa.

"What happened next probably can't be considered a 'competition' anymore..."

"..."

Arisa didn't seem to care about this.

She wasn't someone who hadn't seen the world, and she also possessed a uniquely optimistic attitude, so she obediently followed the guards away.

But as she was about to leave, Yusa looked at her older brother, still feeling a little uneasy.

"Sister Fengshui... never mind, Mr. Mushi... never mind too. Sister Xi, could you please take care of my brother who has difficulty moving around? Thank you so much!"

Tianma Hope paused for a moment, then said, "Ah, okay."

Wu Fengshui and Mu Shiguangshi stared at each other blankly.

Do we look that unreliable?

"Exactly, I'm not only interested in A-Cheng's bones..."

"..."

As Arisa left, most of the other audience members were also leaving.

But upon closer inspection, some people remained motionless, while others were "entering," peeking out from various parts of the venue.

Among these people were many familiar faces, as well as some conspicuous strangers.

"Wow, tonight is going to be so lively!"

Leaning on his cane, Mie Tang looked at the bustling crowd gradually leaving beside him and said quietly, "Well, before I begin my explanation, it seems someone is planning some underhanded tactics."

The words had barely left his mouth when suddenly—

Swish!