Super Fighting Tokyo.

The invasion of numerous outsiders did not eradicate them; it merely forced them to relocate and subjected them to intense compression.

Ultimately, the truly wicked were forced to band together for mutual support, turning one of the neighborhoods black.

The representatives of this group are those two people—and the organization behind them!

Humanity's dark "desires" are lurking, waiting for their chance to strike!

"..."

……

On the other side, at the end of the tire tracks on the ground.

Kiryu Setsuna hugged Tokita Ohma, and the two were kicked away by Shiraki Sho. Although they were both badly hurt, they at least avoided the tranquilizer dart.

"Oma...Oma..."

Kiryu Setsuna had been struck in the chest by the "Extinguishing Qi" technique of the Two Tigers style, and should have been unable to move, but at this moment he was extremely excited and began to twist his body.

He completely disregarded his own injuries and hugged her tightly.

"Hey, you bastard, get out of here..."

Ohma reached out and pushed Kiryu Setsuna's face away.

Both were exhausted from fighting and unable to defeat each other, so they simply sat down on the ground to rest and looked up at the distance.

Over there, Shiraki Seiji was stretching his arms, confronting Billy and Bailong.

"Were those the guys who told you about my time in the inner city?"

Wang Ma frowned, recalling the deaths of Tokita Nitora.

Due to brain damage caused by the "borrowing," Wang Ma suffers from memory loss and has been unable to recall the complete story of the "death of the two tigers."

Although the memory is slowly returning, it will always take time or a catalyst.

Now, after witnessing the actions of those two assassins, Wang Ma suddenly realized something.

"This feeling of 'when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits'..."

Wang Ma rubbed his temples and slowly analyzed:

"At that time, Erhu had just taught me the secrets of Erhu Style, and I injured his arm, which had not yet fully recovered."

"Not long after, another man approached me. He was a burly man with long, rough white hair, and he also called himself 'Ten Demon Snakes and Two Tigers'."

"—Let's call him Bai Erhu for now."

"Bai Erhu forcefully struck my heart, causing me to go into a berserk state of [pre-borrowing]."

"Then, Kiryu Setsuna appeared and asked me to kill him."

"When I grabbed his neck, Erhu rushed back and knocked me unconscious, but because he held back, he was injured as well."

"Then, Bai Erhu reappeared and took the opportunity to fight the injured Erhu."

According to Kiryu Setsuna, Shiro was killed by Erhu.

"...This is questionable; Bai Erhu may have faked his death."

"Finally, it was Kiryu Setsuna's 'Fox Shadow Style' master, Taira no Genzan, who challenged the two without knowing the truth."

"Ultimately, this led to the deaths of Lien Chan's two tigers."

The more Wang Ma pondered it, the more suspicious he felt there was something fishy about it.

Everything was too coincidental, as if there was a mastermind behind it all, doing everything in their power to lead the Tokita Nitō into a deadly trap.

"Is it that Bai Erhu?"

"No, perhaps it's not just him, but the faction he belongs to, so it's the Insect Organization?"

After much deliberation yielding no results, Wang Ma decided to temporarily suppress the matter.

The death of Erhu and the entanglements of that year were all matters of his own "victory and defeat," just like the father-son relationship in the Fan family.

We'll talk about that later; the key right now is "the present"!

"Bai Mucheng!"

Wang Ma shouted in a deep voice, warning, "If IDEAL and the Insect Organization join forces, then there will definitely be more than two opponents. Be careful not to be forced into a war of attrition!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mucheng let out a long yawn. "Whatever kind of battle it is, it has already begun, hasn't it?"

"—Yes!"

The one who responded to Shiraki was Billy Greco, the "Caracal".

This IDEAL assassin and leader's confidant repeatedly tested the bottom line of the Kengan Association, and also had a deep entanglement with Shiraki Sei.

Bai Mucheng jumped up and down, trying to analyze, "I heard that you are being hunted by the [Unbound Ones] Oliva, you must be under a lot of pressure."

"So, the inner city is your last chance. You've partnered with the Insect Organization to turn the inner city into your base."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Billy maintained his sinister smile, his eyes darting around as if Shiramu Cheng had struck a nerve.

“Mr. Shiraki, we have a long history of grudges. I think it’s time to settle things, otherwise I will never be able to complete the leader’s mission.”

With that, Billy raised his fists. "Let's use the rules of the Kengoku League: one round to decide the winner, the loser leaves the inner city, how about that?"

"Ha ha……"

Shiramu Cheng grinned, as if he was about to agree.

The next second—

Hidden behind Billy, Bailong used his special technique: placing a small steel ball in the crook of his index finger and then forcefully flicking it out with his thumb.

[Finger snap!]

call out!

The steel ball shot silently, like a bullet, towards Shiramu Cheng's eyes.

Just as the steel ball was about to hit him, Shiramu Cheng suddenly leaned back and flipped backward, dodging the sneak attack.

Swish!

He hugged his knees with both hands, spun upside down in mid-air, and finally landed steadily on his toes, his posture light and graceful.

"Great, fantastic! I knew you guys would play like this!"

Bai Mucheng pursed his lips tightly, about to rush forward, when he suddenly felt the light above his head being blocked.

Looking up and squinting—

Suddenly, Bailong leaped into the air with astonishing leg strength, hovering about two meters in the air while his fists were half-clenched and placed in front of his mouth.

He took a mouthful of special kerosene, and the flint in his sleeve collided with his movements, shooting out sparks.

"puff!"

Bailong sprayed out the oil, which was ignited by sparks and turned into a raging inferno that swept towards Bai Mucheng and instantly engulfed him.

Facing the oncoming flames, Bai Mucheng stood sideways, pressed down with his left hand, and raised his left elbow, drawing a large circle.

[Aura Parry]!

Whoa!

The flames, carried by the air, were disrupted and torn apart by Bai Mucheng's parrying action, spreading out without burning him in the slightest...

Perhaps there's another reason: a corner of Shiraki's shirt caught fire, and it only went out completely after being patted a few times.

"..."

Watching this scene, Tokita Ohma thought, "A spinning block? There's a similar move in the Niko-ryu style..."

……

"Haha, I thought I could block them all."

Bai Mucheng shook his wrist sheepishly, his eyes gleaming, and looked up at the two of them, "Whether it's throwing knives, steel balls, or the roar of a fire dragon, bring it on!"

The aura emanating from that man was filled with surging killing intent, causing Billy and Bailong to swallow hard.

It seems that every time they meet, the man nicknamed "Fighting Spirit" gets stronger, and his troublesomeness skyrockets, reaching a terrifying level!

The two were pondering a solution when suddenly—

call out!

Behind Bai Mucheng, a dark shadow flew quickly, resembling a hidden weapon the size of a dagger.

—?!

Bai Mucheng dodged to the side, letting the dark shadow pass behind him and plunge straight into the distant brick wall, with a small portion of it disappearing into it.

Everyone turned to look.

It's actually... a windmill?

It is a common handicraft, similar to a paper-folded toy windmill, with a slender wooden rod inserted into the brick wall to keep the whole windmill firmly horizontal.

...?

How is this going?

Everyone present was stunned, completely bewildered.

Immediately afterwards, a sound came from the street in the distance, as if something was scraping on the ground.

Looking in the direction of the sound, one could see a small dark shape on the ground. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a person—a person curled up with their legs drawn up!

He rolled like a ball from afar, getting closer and closer to the battlefield.

...? ?

Everyone was stunned, wondering who was playing tricks.

The man continued rolling until he crossed the battlefield, crashed into a brick wall with small windmills stuck in it, and then collapsed to the ground, his body loosening up.

...? !