Super Fighting Tokyo.

"..."

Himuro Ryo stroked his chin. "If that's the case, it must be related to the underworld, right?"

"Do not."

The old man took a sip of tea. "That's not a common story."

"The shady dealings that Kebar did were not on land, but at sea... To put it bluntly, he was a pirate."

"The method is very simple—"

"The pirate group led by Kebar used its ships to block the path of other passenger ships, forcing them to stop."

"Then, using rope hooks, they would grab the edge of the boat, rush onto it in one go, subdue the boat in one go, and finally rob the money."

"If the story ended here, then Kebar could only be called a 'peerless delinquent' at best."

"But at the age of seventeen, his life took a turn for the better."

"—He made up his mind to make his island independent!"

Wu Huili said in a deep voice:

“From childhood, Kaibal received martial arts training from his grandfather Na Yingcai and began to pass on that martial arts to his subordinates.”

"And taking this opportunity, all cold and hot weapons were banned!"

"This action is not about promoting any naive sense of justice."

"It's because Kebar had an unwavering belief in victory that supported his plan."

"..."

"It is said that Kebar's training can be described as 'extremely brutal', with sweating and bleeding being just the basics, and the intensity surpassing all other military training."

"They fought with their bare hands—against bare hands, against weapons, against firearms, against explosives..."

"Even with a large number of casualties, such as being killed by blades or wounded by guns, not a single person voluntarily applied to leave."

"That's because Kebar's presence allows his subordinates to truly feel what 'inevitable victory' means!"

"When no new wounds are inflicted on any of their members—"

“An unarmed ‘Kibar Legion’ has been completed.”

"Immediately afterwards, Kebar began to incite independence."

"But Kebar was too young, and the inhabitants of that poor little island were skeptical of his words."

At this point, Wu Huiliyang suddenly smiled knowingly.

"However, if we're talking about who hates his actions the most, it has to be—"

"Politicians who believe they have the world under their control."

……

……

Next, Wu Huiliyang talked about a "top secret event" that even the Wu family could not guarantee was completely accurate, and some details could only be pieced together.

After Kebar launched the "independence movement".

The White House, inside the conference room.

Then-President Go Bersh dismissed the idea and planned to immediately deploy the military, using aircraft and aircraft carriers to surround the island as a deterrent.

Just as the order was about to be given, one of the president's bodyguards, a man named "Kammermayer Ressen," suddenly took the president hostage.

It turns out that Rasen was also a subordinate of Jo Kebar on that small island!

He was ordered to infiltrate the president's inner circle.

At close range, Leisen was able to rotate the president's head 360° with his bare hands, thus intimidating everyone on the spot.

According to Leisen, at this moment, in every one of the fifty states in the United States, two people like him have been placed.

Those people are capable of single-handedly hijacking a plane and seizing a nuclear power plant!

"..."

Then, Raisen turned on the television in the conference room, showing the politicians a live broadcast—

That was a villa in California, and also the home of President "Bersh".

Meanwhile, Kebar had already arrived at the door and was enjoying the sunshine and warmth in the living room, while all the villa's guards had been eliminated.

In other words, the president's military force was utterly defeated by Kebar "one man"!

As the First Lady, the wife of the president, she was sweating profusely with anxiety, realizing that she was Kebar's hostage and could die at any moment.

But her seven or eight-year-old child was too young to understand, so he had a very pleasant chat with the enthusiastic Kebal.

Kebar sat on the president's sofa. "Little brother, do you like your father?"

The little boy nodded vigorously, "I like it the most!"

"Me—too—?!"

Kebar laughed heartily, thus ending his "visit".

"What do you all think of the president's house?"

Kebar stood at the president's doorstep, facing the live camera, and in a relaxed tone, issued a warning to the group of weak politicians—

"Looking back on your arrogant and conceited life, and then suddenly stopping to reflect on your blind spots, you will realize that it was not all in vain."

"Well then, goodbye..."

Kebar waved goodbye, and the live stream ended.

Thus, he elevated his homeland—that oppressed and exploited island—to a status equal to that of the strong.

Thus, Kebar became "Mr. Two," that is, the second generation of the freest man on earth.

……

……

This story sounds like a myth or legend.

But what makes it even more shocking is precisely that this story exists in "reality." It is because it is "not a legend" that it has "legendary shock value"!

"..."

He Luji paused, then murmured softly, "He was a warrior."

A few beads of cold sweat trickled down Himuro Ryo's forehead. "Just what did that 'Second Master' Kebar accomplish?"

Bai Mucheng stared at the flickering campfire, "...Fight."

"Yes, it's just a battle."

Suddenly, someone spoke up, interrupting the campfire chat. It turned out to be Kebar, who had gone out for a stroll and had now returned to the group.

He had his hands in his pockets, still wearing that relaxed smile.

Shiraki Seiji grinned and continued, "Even if it's difficult, even if the opponent is strong—we must fight, we must fight without ever giving up."

"People like that are truly respectable..."

Chapter 449 Only These Three People in the World

To entertain the new boss and guests, the underlings of Erhu Street bought many fresh saury from outside.

It was late autumn.

At this time of year, the saury is past its fattest and most delicious season, but it still retains a fair amount of fat, though the flavor is still quite good.

Roast them over a campfire, then sprinkle with a little salt; they're very juicy when you chew them.

The group sat around the campfire, eating slowly.

"..."

【Umibozu】He Luji, turning his head every now and then to steal a glance at Keibar.

The composed old fisherman still finds it hard to believe that the young man who spared his life was once a pirate and is now the president of a small island.

Moreover, he is someone who can stand on equal footing with the United States through his own military strength!

“Mr. Kebar…”

He Luji couldn't hide his inner doubts, "Why would someone as capable as you come to the inner city?"

Kebar continued eating fish, the firelight illuminating his young face.

He smiled faintly, "The reason is simple, as Bai Mu also mentioned."

"..."

Shiraki nodded. "It's for that guy from the Tokita Nexus district, the strongest fighter in all of America—[Unbound] Biscat Oliva."

As he spoke, Bai Mucheng looked up at the sky.

"Even without weapons, they are strong enough to rival 'America' in hand-to-hand combat."

"Both of them would want to teach the other a lesson, right? It would be very appealing to both of them."

"..."

"Yes."

Kebar spat out the fishbone in his mouth and added, "Whether it's in the Arizona state prison or in this inner city, there are several people who want to fight Oliva."

"Just like you and me, Shiraki."

Kebar looked at Shiramu Cheng, "My territory has already surrounded Oliva. He should be getting impatient soon and want to fight me first."

"...It was just a fight, there's no order of precedence!"

Bai Mucheng took a sip of water and sighed leisurely, "'Bare hands' is so convenient; it can be done anytime, anywhere, which is why we have this 'era of bare hands.'"