Super Fighting Tokyo.

There is some truth to that, but it was precisely these things that Baki, who was extremely annoyed at the moment, disliked hearing the most.

"I said, uncle..."

Baki took a step forward and walked up to Gensai Kuroki.

The handsome young man, standing at 171cm, looked up at the 185cm tall, bearded man, yet his imposing presence was in no way inferior.

"I don't know who you are, and my family's connections aren't anything to be proud of..."

The boy snapped, "So don't pretend to be an elder here!"

It's clear that Baki is provoking them.

After all, just moments before, he had mustered the courage to confront Yujiro Hanma, only to be found to be trembling in the legs, and the matter was ultimately dropped.

This boy, who had just turned eighteen, certainly needed an outlet for his emotions.

However, Kuroki is not the type of person who always retaliates when provoked.

Moreover, what he seeks is a battle against a formidable foe, not tonight's Baki Hanma—a son whose mind is filled with thoughts of his father.

"Hmm, I'm sorry, you're absolutely right."

Kuroki nodded. "I misspoke. What I saw and heard tonight was very rewarding, and I couldn't control myself. I guess my cultivation is insufficient."

"..."

Baki also felt that he had gotten too excited and was a little embarrassed. "In short, that was my ugly blood feud, and it has nothing to do with anyone else."

After saying this, Baki picked up the clothes he had thrown on the ground, turned around and took his leave.

The rain-soaked clothes made the boy very uncomfortable; "It's so cold..."

"..."

The strongest father and son on earth departed one after the other.

Retsu Kaioh looked at his teacher, his mind filled with Yujiro's words as he left.

"Teacher, are you going to fight Yujiro?"

"……Ha ha ha ha!"

Upon hearing this, Guo Haihuang burst into laughter for no apparent reason. "For martial artists, whether or not to fight is decided by both sides. Why do you even ask?"

Before Lie Haiwang could answer, he waved his hand and said, "It's getting late, I'll stay at your house tonight."

Retsukai-oh naturally agreed.

Guo Haihuang: "Oh right, give me a handful of melon seeds, I want to try some foreign flavors."

Retsu Kaioh: "..."

Two more people left.

……

When it was Tokita Ohma's turn, he had come tonight for Ryu Ryu-kwang, but instead witnessed the actions of a group of "supreme" experts.

Having gained a great deal, Wang Ma also wanted to train and improve himself, so he took his leave.

"..."

Meanwhile, the headquarters noticed Gensai Kuroki and couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.

Headquarters lit a cigarette. "A master of the 'Strange Arm Style'?"

"It's a pleasure to meet you. You must be the head of the Honbu-ryu Jujutsu?"

Recalling the events of the night, Kuroki's serious face was filled with emotion. "The reason why the heroes are surging about is probably not because of Liu Longguang, but because of each other."

The headquarters chuckled and joked, "What are you saying? That's too mystical!"

"Yes, that's true."

Kuroki turned and took his leave.

The headquarters then tried to leave, but was stopped by Shiraki Cheng, which surprised them.

"What's wrong? Brother Shiraki, do you have something to say to me?"

"indeed."

Bai Mucheng scratched his head, hands on his hips, and pointed to the park not far away. "Let's help deal with that 'corpse' together?"

The headquarters understood, "As expected of [Ogre], they really went all out. Although they didn't aim to kill him, they still delivered the final blow to Liu Longguang."

"So, what should we do?"

The commander, with a cigarette dangling from his lips and a worried expression, said, "Times have changed. If we leave it unattended, it'll cause trouble. Let's just dump it in the middle of nowhere."

Nightwalker Princess Gu Yi suggested, "If necessary, the gambling master can take care of disposing of the corpse."

Upon hearing these words, Bai Mucheng suddenly turned his head and stared at the two of them in astonishment, as if he had seen two dangerous individuals.

He quickly pulled Yusa aside and lectured her, "Listen carefully, after you've done something heroic and killed the criminal, the first thing you should do isn't to dispose of the body, but—call the police."

Bai Mucheng took out his phone and waved it.

The main body and the night patrol paused for a moment, their eyes immediately darting around, realizing that they had been influenced by habitual thinking, and felt rather guilty.

However, Yusa hesitated even more, muttering softly, "I actually wanted to contact Sister Fengshui and have the Wu clan's big brothers come and clean up the mess..."

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

Wow, that's impressive!

……

……

And so, late at night—

Superintendent Sonoda Morio was sleeping soundly at home, still feeling the fatigue from his previous trip to Wuzhili, and even his dreams were filled with beautiful fireworks.

Suddenly, a phone call woke up Morio Sonoda.

"Um... Hello? This is Sonoda."

"Brother Sonoda, Yujiro killed Ryuko Yanagi. You need to get some people to clean up the mess... no, collect the body... no, clean up the crime scene... um. Anyway, come over here!"

Sonoda: "..."

Sonoda: "..."

Sonoda: "...Huh?"

……

……

After that, it was up to Morio Sonoda and Kazuka Iori, two friends from the Metropolitan Police Department, to take care of things.

The headquarters and the night march bid farewell one after the other.

Shiraki, accompanied by Yusa, did not return directly to the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall. Instead, feeling a bit hungry, they decided to find some late-night snacks nearby.

As I was strolling around, I spotted a ramen shop and went inside.

Upon opening the door, one could see an old-fashioned bar counter, and inside was a customer, none other than Baki Hanma, who had left first.

"what!"

Baki was quite surprised, but upon closer inspection, the idea of ​​having a late-night snack made sense, so he scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

He was about to greet her when he heard Yusa shout out loud—

"Wow! Lots of vegetables, lots of minced garlic, lots of oil, mildly spicy! Big bowl, chewy!!"

Upon hearing this, the shop owner realized that the young girl was a gourmet and was quite amazed by her familiar way of ordering.

Baki chuckled dryly, "An expert, huh..."

"After all, we should enjoy life! Why don't you try eating like this, Baki-kun?"

Yusa sat quietly not far away, waiting for the owner to serve the food, without disturbing her older brother.

"..."

After receiving a signal from Baki, Shiraki sat down at the next table with a smile.

He admitted that he didn't know how to eat as well as his younger sister, so he ordered the same thing and then reminisced with Hanma Baki.

"I originally thought it was just Liu Longguang, but then Lie Haiwang and his teacher were added, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this tonight."

Baki sighed, "Life is unpredictable; we might run into each other anytime."

"You and Yujiro are like this too, right?"

Bai Mucheng rested his chin on his hand and chatted casually, "Who knows, at some point, for some reason, I might suddenly want to have a fight..."

Baki wasn't surprised by this; perhaps he had already thought of it. "That kind of thing isn't bad, actually."

Bai Mucheng nodded, "Indeed, but who will win?"

"..."

Baki ate his ramen and said, "No matter what, I'm going to fight."

"Fight if you can win, don't fight if you can lose—that's not the kind of fighting I'm looking for."

"Who is stronger, who is weaker—I'm no longer interested in that kind of thing."

"..."

The owner served the ramen, and Shiraki thanked him.

As Baki sipped his soup, he glanced at Shiraki, who was enjoying his meal, and suddenly felt a little curious.

"Brother Bai Mu, what kind of battle do you want to fight?"

Chapter 346 What kind of battle will we fight?