Super Fighting Tokyo.

Clearly, Kuroki single-handedly broke through the entire passage and ultimately stood firm, suppressing the villains of the Six Insects District!

"Hmm, that's a good practice session!"

Kuroki turned his head to look at the man in the black suit who had come to visit the set, "Please tell Mr. Katahara that everything is fine with the Rokumushi."

……

……

The second one is located in the lower left and southwest of the map, which is also the hometown of Tokita Ohma—the Tokita district.

It is recognized as one of the most chaotic neighborhoods.

Unlike the situation with [Demon Spear] Kuroki Gensai, when Katahara Metsudou arrived in his black suit, the battle at the entrance to the Tokita Pass was just beginning.

Blocking the path of the villains was a massive, muscular, and imposing figure, an absolute heavyweight.

Height 190cm, weight 170kg!

Unparalleled strength! Mr. Unchain! King of the Prisons! The freest man on earth!

【The Unbound】—Biscayne Oliva!!

"Nice to meet you, gentlemen..."

Oliva gracefully bowed to the menacing thugs, his lips slightly pursed, a gentlemanly and kind smile on his face.

"Even if you live in a lawless place, you still can't commit crimes!"

"——Do you understand?~~~~?"

Chapter 439 Unacceptable Freedom

The man in the black suit who was sent to the entrance of the Tokita Street district to visit the set and record the footage is one of Katahara Mitsudo's private soldiers—one of his bodyguards.

At that moment, he truly felt that he was very lucky.

Because he got the chance to witness Mr. Unchain's battle firsthand!

"Ah..."

What an honor! What a stroke of luck!

The man in the black suit adjusted the camera on his chest, bowed to Oliva in front of him, and said, "I wish you a successful start."

OK!

Oliva turned around, winked, and then stood at the end of the passageway, facing the Tokita district on the inner side of the city.

He took off his American Fedora hat and, along with his sunglasses, tossed it back to the black-suited spectator.

Then, by exerting force with both arms and back, a "ripping" sound was heard, and the beach clothes with gorgeous patterns on his body tore apart!

Before anyone could react, Oliva jumped up again, pulling his lower body out of his trousers and shoes.

Despite their enormous size, their movements were light and graceful!

Snapped!

Oliva landed barefoot, wearing only a black pair of briefs, tilting his head slightly back, revealing his body without reservation.

—?!

The man in the black suit behind him and the hundreds of thugs in front of him were all stunned.

Ultimately...

What exactly is going on with that body?!

Her arms were enormous, even thicker than a woman's waist.

Beneath his dark skin, his muscles were like armor, extremely dense and hard, radiating a metallic sheen!

Ultimately, ultimately, ultimately...

Can the muscles of "human" creatures really be that muscular?

"..."

……

It wasn't just the thugs and black suits of that time.

Now, everyone is gathered together watching a video.

When I first saw the body of Hyotei Ryo in person, I was quite shocked and swallowed hard.

"This is the freest man on earth..."

"exactly."

Katahara Metsudo, in a deep voice, began to explain the origin of the nickname "Olive".

"There are two Pentagons in the United States."

"One of them is well-known as the USA Department of Defense administration building, also known as the 'White Pentagon'."

"The other one, located in Arizona, is a state prison."

Its other name is—Black Pentagon!

"It could be because the building is pentagonal in shape, or it could be because it is a gathering place for elite criminals from all over the United States."

Katahara Metsudo slowly said:

“In that Arizona state prison, which housed 4071 of the worst criminals in the United States, Biscayne Oliva was number one.”

"In other words, he's the strongest fighter in the entire United States!!"

……

……

In the video, a well-informed thug from the inner city also tells his companion about the background of "Olive".

But unlike the thugs in Arizona state prisons who were taught a lesson by Olba, mere rumors cannot deter the thugs of the inner city.

Moreover, those who are active in the Tokita district are the worst of the worst!

So, the crowd moved first.

Swish swish!

The thugs bared their teeth and claws, charging forward with knives or bare hands, attacking Oliva fiercely.

Without changing his expression, Oliva threw a powerful uppercut forward.

Whoosh!

That wasn't the sound of "hitting something," it was more like "overturning waves," and in reality, it was "overturning the crowd," sending four or five thugs flying into the air!

Swish!

Four or five thugs were sent flying by Oliva's fists, spinning sideways in mid-air for more than a dozen times before crashing heavily to the ground, their fate unknown.

"Hoo~!"

Oliva twisted his neck, looking relaxed. "I thought I could easily spin around twenty times. Looks like I've been on the plane for too long and my joints are stiff."

"That won't do; we need to get ourselves in the right state of mind."

As Oliva finished speaking, his eyelids rolled up, and his smile became both gentle and sinister.

"After all, once I've arrested you all, I'll treat you to a big meal to make up for your long journey..."

Click!

With a sharp crack, someone nearby, holding a shotgun, cocked a bullet and fired a sneak attack—aiming to kill directly.

boom! boom! boom!

Three shotgun shells blasted into Oliva's side, but Oliva only protected his head and groin, completely ignoring the rest.

When all the bullets were fired, Oliva tensed his muscles again, and the steel balls of the bullets popped out with a "pop pop pop" sound, with only a few drops of blood flowing out.

It turns out that those bullets and steel balls only grazed Oliva's skin!

"Looks like you don't know, but compared to my muscle density, the caliber of this shotgun isn't enough..."

Oliva murmured, then strode forward and punched the gunman in the chest, sending him flying like a cannonball.

Boom!

The armed thug crashed into the wall, cracking a large section of the wall plaster.

"..."

Oliva's battle continues; fast forward the video.

But just half an hour later, this group of urban thugs was no different from prison thugs—

They all knew of the power of the "Unbound One".

As a result, the strongmen of the Tokita district dared not fight any longer. After collecting the corpses of the few remaining heinous criminals, they left one by one.

"Ha ha……"

Oliva smiled and turned to stand in front of the man in the black suit who was filming the set visit.

Seeing that the other party was nervous, Oliva smiled and said, "Don't worry, you were just lightly hit by a shotgun a few times. You'll be fine after eating something."

"what……"

The man in the black suit then realized what was happening and quickly handed over the prepared backpack, which contained medicine, US dollars, and even two sets of clothes.

Oliva was pleasantly surprised. "Oh! How thoughtful! Even Dorr didn't think of this. Thanks!"

He patted the shoulder of the man in the black suit, his eyes fixed on the camera, his gaze shifting as if he had thought of an interesting suggestion.

"Hey, there must be other people here in the inner city to resolve this trouble, right? Please send them my video recording; I have something to say."

What I want to say is—