Super Fighting Tokyo.

"...!"

Just as I was thinking this, suddenly, I ran into a group of gang thugs.

It was still dark and a little chilly, so they were gathered around a fire, chatting and laughing occasionally.

Such a group of people will definitely cause trouble when they see unfamiliar outsiders.

"Ha ha……"

Himuro Ryo smiled faintly: "When they come to cause trouble, let's ask them for information about the Two Tigers District—that's the rule in the inner city."

After preparing for battle, the group decided to relax for a bit.

But when they passed by, the gang thugs remained unmoved, not even glancing at the weapons beside them, completely unfazed.

"……what?"

Ice Room Ryo suddenly felt puzzled.

Those gangsters weren't General Zhang's men, so why didn't they show any hostility, or even bother to shout a few words?

Immediately afterwards, the gang thugs got up one after another and picked up hammers and other weapons from the side.

Himuro smiled faintly, thinking to himself: That's right!

To his utter surprise, the gangsters' target wasn't them, the outsiders, but a dilapidated, empty building next door.

"Hey! They're demolishing the house! Don't stand in the corner!"

"Hey yo!"

"Get to work, get to work!"

"Who took my helmet...?"

The gang thugs put on their helmets and carried not weapons, but hammers or chisels for demolishing walls.

They worked closely together and began demolishing the house in an orderly manner.

This scene left Himuro Ryo stunned.

It is well known that the "spatial planning" of the inner city is a mess, with new apartments or buildings constantly being built without any consideration for others.

Even if they occasionally wreck the house, it's usually for revenge or to claim territory. Why are they wearing a helmet today?!

"that……"

Confused, Himuro Ryo asked tentatively, "Isn't this the Erhu District? What are you doing?"

"……what?"

The gang leader, though still looking menacing, didn't seem too fierce after putting on a helmet.

"From outside?"

The gang leader sized up the group and explained impatiently, "Can't you tell? We're rebuilding the neighborhood—it's the new boss's order; he thinks it's too chaotic here."

"If you want to fight, go somewhere else, or you'll anger Erhu's new boss."

"..."

This serious answer left Himuro Ryo speechless.

Whether it's the Three Wolves neighborhood or the Two Tigers neighborhood—why are they all taking the peaceful route? Is this still the lawless inner city?

Himuro Ryo's eyes twitched, and he pressed on, "Where is Erhu's new boss now?"

"It's probably at the border between Erhu and Yilong. There's a temporary camp there. He should have been there last night and hadn't left."

The gang leader waved his hand and called out, "Hey kid, could you help push this cart over here?"

Shiraki Cheng: "...?"

Shiramu Cheng: "Oh."

"..."

After delivering the cart, the group, fearing they would be forced to stay and help, quickly left and continued deeper into the Erhu neighborhood.

The further you go, the stranger it becomes.

Compared to the "purely peaceful" Sanlang neighborhood, the ecosystem in Erhu is actually more inclined towards "housing construction".

Not only was the chaos of the inner city gone, but even those unruly thugs were forced to start building up the neighborhood.

Demolishing dilapidated buildings, rewiring electrical wires, planning building layouts, eliminating safety hazards, etc...

If things continue at this pace, Erhu will eventually become a model neighborhood!

……

……

With doubts in their minds, the four continued walking towards Yi Long's direction, following the directions given by the gang leader, and finally found the camp at the border.

It was not luxurious there, far inferior to General Zhang's main camp. There were only a few simple huts and a few tents in the yard.

"..."

The sun had not yet risen, and only a few rays of morning light were beginning to fall.

The people in the camp noticed four outsiders.

Some of them had fought with Wakatsuki samurai at the entrance of the passage before, and now they were on high alert, but they were not afraid of Wakatsuki samurai.

"Wait, wait..."

After the four entered the camp, some thugs stepped forward and raised their hands to indicate that they meant no harm.

"Feel free to rest if you want, but let's stop fighting or territorial disputes here. We're not fighting anymore."

The leader of the thugs glanced at one of the small houses, his expression clearly tense and frightened, and whispered an explanation to the four outsiders:

“If another conflict breaks out in Erhu Street, it will ‘anger’ Mr. 2.”

...Mr.2?

Upon hearing this, both Wu Fengshui and Bing Shiliang looked puzzled, unable to match the names for a moment.

Wakatsuki nodded. "Is that man's nickname?"

Shiramu Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then blinked, his mind racing with memories, and finally remembered something, "...Mr. 2? Second Master??"

"Shhh!!"

The ringleader raised his index finger, signaling the four to keep their voices down.

"Although it's still dark and he's asleep, he's still hearing everything. Gossiping behind his back will only bring trouble."

This exaggerated explanation drew everyone's attention to the small house, as if the entire house was radiating a powerful aura.

Just who exactly is Mr. 2?!

"..."

The group remained there and waited patiently.

As the sun gradually rose, there was finally movement in the direction of the cabin.

But to everyone's surprise—even Shiramu Cheng's—the real source of the noise wasn't the small house, but the "storage cabinet" next to the door.

Because it was so inconspicuous, even Shiramu Cheng only just realized it.

The dilapidated "decorative storage cabinet," barely large enough to hold one person upright, was pushed open with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, a man walked out—

He wasn't very tall, about 178cm, and quite young. He was wearing loose-fitting work clothes, which clearly showed the outline of his strong muscles.

He had a deep-set face, thick eyebrows and large eyes, a sparse and rugged beard, and medium-length hair tied up with a blue-green headscarf.

...Was he sleeping in the locker?

While everyone was still in a daze, the man in the turban smiled and greeted everyone warmly.

"Good morning, Everyone!"

“Oh! New guests at the camp? Welcome, I’m Kebar.”

"..."

Bai Mucheng saw the man's face clearly, and his pupils couldn't help but tremble slightly as memories surged through his mind.

You can't be wrong!

The man before them was none other than Mr. 2—[Second Master] Kebar!

The reason he earned this title is actually related to the "Unbound One" Oliva.

Oliver was also known as "the freest man on earth," a monster that even the USA could not contain, forcing the United States to recognize his status.

This "Kebar" is widely recognized as "the freest second-generation man on earth" and a strongman who successfully made the United States submit!

If all goes well, this "Second Gentleman" will go to Arizona State Prison in the United States, where he will challenge "The Unbound" Oliva.

However, it makes no difference now.

Since the ultimate goal is to challenge Oliva, it doesn't matter whether it's in the "unfree" prison or the "freest" Inner City...

For Mr. Kebar, it made no difference.

Chapter 444 [The Second Master]

Welcome!

Kebar smiled brightly, his enthusiasm shining even brighter in the morning light.

As Bai Mucheng looked at that face, his memories surged rapidly as he recalled information about the person.

—Kebar.

Nicknames: Mr. 2, Second Master.