Super Fighting Tokyo.

"Okay, okay~!"

Shibukawa patted his dominoes trousers, strolled leisurely to the center of the arena, and urged Ho to come down to the arena so that he could demonstrate Aikido jujitsu himself.

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……

Shiraki Sei and Ho Ang-sho retreated to the sidelines and watched alongside the officers from the Secret Burial Division and the Judo Club, each gaining some insights.

On the other side, "Secret Burial Section Chief" Manabe Takumi was observing the three warriors.

He was a young man around thirty years old, wearing a suit, with a well-proportioned and muscular build, layered medium-length hair, and a handsome face.

As the head of the Secret Burial Division, Manabu Takumi's face has a very memorable appearance.

Underneath his left eye socket, there was a small patch of naturally long hair that extended from his lower eyelid to his temple.

It's not exactly ugly, but it's certainly unique.

"This is—a fighter."

The potter sighed and said slowly, "Regardless of age or gender, everyone is like a unique beast, which is truly frightening."

He looked at the cut towel and sighed to Morio Sonoda beside him:

"They can even be sharper than a blade; that's how dangerous unarmed fighters are."

"This level of danger is even greater than that of armed thugs, because no matter how sophisticated the instruments are, they cannot detect their 'danger'."

"I really can't figure it out, is this the age of technology? Or the age of bare hands?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Sonoda smiled helplessly and said, "Section Chief Manabe, I heard that your unarmed combat skills are not bad either?"

"After all, I have to deal with serious criminals, but I am still a police officer. My goal is not to become powerful, and I can't compete with those martial artists."

Manabu Takumi rubbed his stomach. "I'm hungry. I want to eat lunch..."

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……

The martial arts exercise has ended.

The officers saluted and thanked them before dispersing.

The martial artists rested at the dojo, with Sonoda and Manabe staying behind to accompany them.

"..."

After chatting for a while, Hao Angsheng suddenly turned his head and looked at Bai Mucheng beside him.

He smiled and said, "Bai Mu, we both have things we want to pursue, so we should help each other. Do you understand what I mean?"

Bai Mucheng understood.

There's really no need to say much; people naturally sense this. "Anyway, we just need to find an opportunity to have a fight, right? You and me..."

Bai Mucheng raised an eyebrow at Hao Angsheng, "Okay, when?"

Hao Angsheng pursed his lips. "Let's follow the rules of street fighting. We can fight anytime, anywhere. We can start a fight as soon as we meet. How about that?"

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

He paused, and his already smiling face gradually widened into a wide grin, grinning broadly, his eyes narrowing as he showed his teeth, looking extremely pleased.

"Great, fantastic!"

"..."

Here, we must emphasize one thing—

Duels are illegal.

Did you know? Duels are illegal!

Fortunately, since no crime has been committed at this moment, Morio Sonoda can turn a blind eye.

"Haha! Ya~!"

Sonoda nervously rubbed his hands together, and forced a smile as he instructed, "No matter what, don't fight in the police station... okay?"

—Like coaxing a child.

Shiraki Sei and Ho Ang-sei each shook their heads, of course not wanting to make things difficult for their old friend, and both smiled to appease Sonoda.

The real potter sat cross-legged to one side, his elbows resting on his knees and his palms propping up his chin.

"Anyway, with the Tokugawa family and the Kengan Association guaranteeing it, the duel won't cause any major trouble—that's great."

He muttered a complaint, mentioning another matter, "Since the Secret Burial Division was reorganized, they've been busy with things in the 'Inner City' lately."

“Some rioters are very restless, some are eager to cause trouble, and there may be malicious intent. They are spreading from that lawless place and affecting public order and stability.”

"..."

Shibukawa chuckled, "Haha! Young man, isn't this the kind of thing your Metropolitan Police Department deals with?"

"...Probably. I've been so busy I haven't even had time for lunch. My apologies."

Manabu sighed helplessly, a lunchbox he had just brought was placed beside him, and he took out an egg from it first.

Sonoda was much more relaxed by now and said with a smile, "I also heard that Section Chief Manabe really likes to eat eggs?"

"Ah."

The master craftsman nodded, holding up an egg in his hand. "Guess what I like: raw? boiled? or soft-boiled? If you guess right, I'll treat you to lunch; otherwise, you treat me."

"Okay."

Sonoda keenly noticed the egg residue in the lunchbox and immediately deduced, "It was raw!"

Manabu Takumi raised the egg to his mouth, tilted his head back, and with a "crack," crushed the shell, revealing the answer—

It's a live bead.

An incompletely developed embryo, mixed with clear egg liquid, falls into the mouth of the master potter.

"..."

The real pottery master chewed it with relish, leaving the onlookers dumbfounded, completely unable to imagine the texture of that "egg".

"Inspector Sonoda, you'll have to treat me to lunch, thank you."

Clearly, this is a trick that the master craftsman often uses, a clever way to relieve stress. Sonoda fell for it today and had no choice but to spend the money.

That said, these high-pressure executives of the Metropolitan Police Department, such as Sonoda, Manabe Takumi, and Iori Kazuka, all seem to have their own unique ways of relieving stress.

They were all forced into it...

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Two days later.

In the afternoon, Shiraki Cheng exercised as usual, running home from the distant park.

"Huff! Huff! Huff..."

He maintained a steady breathing rhythm, but his mind was occupied with something else.

Bai Mucheng did sense something about what Hao Angsheng was pursuing, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

What exactly is in one's own "Tao"?

"..."

After much thought, the answer still lies in a battle. However, I haven't seen Hao Angsheng recently, so I don't know how the two of them will fight.

I'm really looking forward to it...

And today, there is another thing that is equally worth looking forward to.

Mohammed Ali Jr, VS, [Fang of Annihilation] Ghana.

—War is about to break out!

Chapter 405 Smile!

evening.

As the sun set, Bai Mu ran back to the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall.

I sweated a lot, which felt good. Then I rested and stretched to let my body cool down, and then took a hot shower.

He is in excellent condition.

"call!"

He stepped out of the bathroom and was greeted by Wu Fengshui, who tossed him a towel and told him to dry his hair.

At this moment, the short-haired girl was already dressed, in a black tactical style, with trousers, a shirt, and a jacket with buckles on top.

"Shiraki-chan, the clothes are hanging on the sofa!"

Wu Fengshui smiled as usual, blinked his black-and-white eyes, and said, "Let's go now. I'll take you on my motorcycle. The timing is perfect."

Bai Mucheng nodded.

Because the Imperial Sakura Girls' Academy is holding its anniversary celebration, Arisa and Maruk went to a classmate's house together, so only Shiraki Sei and Wu Fengshui are there tonight.

The two were heading to the battlefield where Little Ali and Ganaa were fighting.

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……

Waaaaaah!

The motorcycle roared along, heading straight for a construction site on the outskirts of the city in the setting sun.