Super Fighting Tokyo.

"My hands are all red and it hurts so much!"

Haha~~~~

Kebar put his hands on his hips, raised an eyebrow, and looked completely unconcerned.

This scene caused the villains of the Four Turtles, who were members of that criminal organization, to all retreat in unison.

Some people even lost control of their bladders, their urine "dripping" and soaking their crotches.

They turned and ran, completely unconcerned about their exposure or any other plans...

The war of attrition that could kill Tokita Niko back then could not succeed against Shiraki Shō and Keibar!

They are not human!

Since we can no longer rely on strategies, there's no need to linger for even a moment.

"..."

Before long, the people in Sigui Street completely dispersed.

The loss of Bailong and [Nangka], two top-tier martial artists from IDEAL, has severely weakened the Four Turtle District, forcing them to retreat temporarily.

……

……

Kebar took out a headscarf from his pocket, used it to wipe the battle marks and bloodstains from his face, and then tied the headscarf back on his head.

"call!"

He let out a long sigh, glanced at Bailong lying on the ground, and then called to the neighborhood thugs in the distance.

“It would be bad if a fight broke out. Please take this killer to the hospital and then call the police—let the local police handle it.”

"..."

The underlings nodded repeatedly, cobbled together a makeshift stretcher, and carried the unconscious Bailong away.

Then, Kebar tilted his head and yawned, rubbing the tears from the corners of his eyes. "The weather's perfect, I'm going to take a nap..."

Just as he was about to leave, he saw Tokita Ohma turn his head to look at him, with the eyes of a warrior.

"Mmm~~~~"

Kebar thought for a moment, "Oh! You're Mr. Erhu?"

"It's Ohma, Tokita Ohma..."

Wang Ma drooped his eyelids. "We clearly had dinner together last night. Have you forgotten me?"

"Oh! How could that be? You're Shiraki's friend!"

Kebar chuckled dryly and shook his head. "But your name is a bit complicated. Is it named after the Inner City district? Did you come up with it yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Ohma lowered his head and smiled faintly, "No, Tokita Ohma—that's the name my master gave me."

Seeing Wang Ma's expression, Kebar understood.

"I see. Judging from your expression, you must really like this name, right?"

Kebar put his clothes back on, put his hands in his pockets, and said, "Your master must be a very easy-going person, and you two have a very good relationship."

"...Ah, I guess so."

Wang Ma nodded frankly.

Then, he recalled the battles that Shiraki Cheng and Kebar had just fought.

"You two are really strong..."

"Two completely different fists, completely different styles, but equally powerful."

Wang Ma took a deep breath and thanked Keibar and Shiraki.

"Thank you."

"Thanks to you guys, those boring guys didn't interfere, and I was able to fight a battle without any regard for the consequences."

At that moment, Kiryu Setsuna came close again, but was pushed away by Ohma's large hand.

Ohma sighed and glanced at Kiryu Setsuna beside him.

"—Our entanglement with this guy has finally come to an end at our 'starting point'."

"That way, I can move forward with peace of mind. This guy might feel the same way, but the rest depends on what he does."

On the other side, Kiryu Setsuna's "auditory hallucinations" subsided, he stopped seeing everyone as Tokita Nitora, and finally calmed down.

"Anyway, thank you very much, [Second Master]."

Upon hearing Ohma's words, Kiryu Setsuna chose to remain silent, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

"..."

Kebar shook his head with a smile, "Don't worry about it. After all, this is my territory, and what just happened was quite a surprising and entertaining experience."

"...Your territory?"

Someone spoke up to refute this.

Kebar looked in the direction of the sound and found that it was Bai Mucheng.

At this moment, Shiraki Sei was standing next to the "footprints" left by Kaibar, examining them with great interest and looking around.

"If I had to name it, this is the Three Wolves District, my territory."

"From this perspective, Mr. Kebar, you have left your footprints on my territory."

Bai Mucheng grinned, "In that case, you and I will—"

Before he could finish speaking, Kebar interrupted jokingly, "You and I are going to 'walk down the aisle'? I don't want that!"

"but……"

Kebar changed the subject, becoming serious, and said, "If you want to pick a fight, your reason is just right."

"Even if there's no wind, even if we fight here—I'm ready to fight anytime."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the oppressive atmosphere around them instantly intensified, as if even the air itself was distorted, turning into a storm between Shiraki Cheng and Keibar.

——！

Bai Mucheng's eyes widened, a glint of shrewdness appearing deep within them.

The tension between the two gradually escalated.

At that moment, a sudden change occurred—

Boom!

Something slammed hard against some kind of heavy metal.

Following the sound, everyone looked and saw a sloping passage leading to the "underground" next to a ruin in the distance, at the end of which was a heavy iron gate.

As mentioned before, the inner city has "underground blocks" that are almost the same size as the surface area, and even have many layers, where many masters are hidden.

Between the surface and underground, there are several passageways, some of which are controlled by local gangs, while others have long been abandoned.

The iron gate that everyone was looking at was covered in dust, and it was estimated that it hadn't been opened for a long time.

Now, a bulge suddenly appears on the left corner of the iron gate, as if it had just been hit, revealing a hole.

Was it pried open with tools?

……No.

He was "beaten" into it!

Four thick, chocolate-colored fingers emerged from that opening.

……! ??

Before anyone could react, they heard a voice coming from the other side of the iron gate through the crack.

It sounded like two people were having a conversation, with one of them being particularly flustered.

"Mr. Oliva, please don't damage the gate. There needs to be a boundary between the surface and the underground, otherwise those people will cause trouble!"

"What does it matter? Since the underground district has already lost, let's just listen to me—let's live peacefully together, both above and below ground!"

As he spoke, the four black fingers suddenly exerted force.

Crack!

With a tooth-grinding tearing sound, the entire metal gate was ripped apart from the side, twisted and deformed like paper.

Everyone was stunned.

By manpower alone? To tear open a metal gate?

—That's an air-raid shelter gate that's over ten centimeters thick; even cannons can't penetrate it!

Click!

With another forceful pull, the large hand snapped the steel gate horizontally, folding it up to reveal half of the gate's structure.

Splash...!

Smoke and dust billowed, gradually revealing an exaggeratedly muscular figure—

Biscat Oliva, the Unbound One.

He tore open the gate with his bare hands, bypassed Kebar's territory, and rushed over from the underground district, followed by his underlings from the Ten Demon Snakes district.

"Is this where Kebar fought?"

"And Brother Shiraki, is he... here too?"

Oliva's eyes rolled around.

Upon seeing Kebar and Shiraki, he couldn't help but beam with joy, his eyelids crinkling upwards, his tone leisurely and playful.

"What a coincidence, you're all here!"

Oliva dusted himself off, stepped forward, and smiled gentlemanly.