Super Fighting Tokyo.

Wu Fengshui spent the entire afternoon shopping at the black market in Erhu Street, buying rare smuggled weapon parts and the like.

At this moment, she seemed to have skipped over many plot points, feeling only a lot of questions in her head.

Moreover, weighing 49kg, she has a crucial problem—

"Where did Shiraki go?"

"..."

Just as I was pondering this, other friends came to help.

Ryo Himuro of Hyotei, weighing 82kg, arrived just in time.

He lightly leaped onto the pile of brick and tile ruins, his feet landing firmly, and was startled by what he saw.

"They attacked here? What about Shiraki? How is he?"

"..."

Next, the 206cm tall and 165kg Umibozu, Kōro Yoshiaki, walked step by step onto the pile of brick and tile ruins.

He had a clear view of the chaotic and dilapidated streets.

Even the usually composed old fisherman couldn't help but widen his eyes. "Hmm, look at the extent of the damage here, it's no less than a typhoon passing through! It's terrifying..."

Finally, the 193kg "Tiger" Wakatsuki Samurai took firm steps and walked onto the pile of brick ruins.

The composed Wakatsuki analyzed, "They can't find him...? But with Shiraki's strength, he'll be fine."

"..."

49+82+165+193=489。

The four people, weighing a total of about 489 kg, stood together on the brick and tile ruins, looking around in search of Bai Mucheng's whereabouts.

Wu Fengshui had good eyesight; he spotted the Ten Ghost Snake King Ma waving from afar, as if he were greeting them.

"Wang Ma is in great shape!"

"Hey, what's Ohma saying?"

Wu Fengshui raised his hand to shield his eyes from the sun, opened his eyes, and read Wang Ma's lips.

He said: "The white wood is beneath our feet."

"Um……"

The four men crossed their arms and fell into a brief moment of contemplation before simultaneously snapping out of their reverie and looking down at their feet.

Beside an inconspicuous brick, you can see Bai Mucheng's shoes, which have not yet been buried.

"Wow!"

The four were startled and quickly retreated from the brick and tile ruins to help move bricks and dig out the white wooden supports buried by the collapsed wall.

……

……

The crowd was making a ruckus over the collapsed wall.

Kebar sighed softly and turned his gaze back to the direction Oliva had run off in.

"In this world, there is indeed something with the strongest fragrance, but it's not that handkerchief..."

After saying that, Kebar stretched and turned to leave.

……

……

Bai Mucheng was dug out from under the bricks by his friends and was finally able to catch his breath, his eyes somewhat dazed.

It seems that after being buried by bricks, I suffered secondary injuries?

"call……"

Bai Mucheng let out a long breath and spat out a mouthful of saliva.

He was supported by Himuro Ryo on his left and by Wakatsuki Samurai on his right, barely able to stand, looking at the deserted battlefield in the distance.

"...They've all left?"

Bai Mucheng was puzzled and turned back to Wu Fengshui in front of him.

The two faced each other, tilted their heads, looked left and right, as if they had skipped over many plot points, and question marks popped up above their heads.

Finally, Bai Mucheng burst out laughing, his eyes narrowing and his shoulders shaking.

"Pfft... Hahaha!"

Wu Fengshui followed closely behind and burst out laughing.

The others also looked helpless, grinned and echoed, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction.

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

The fierce battle in the inner city, which should have been extremely dangerous, was transformed into another intense conflict by the interference of these powerful invaders, who incorporated different personal styles.

The original schemes and plots seemed to have become insignificant and trivial.

Chapter 463 The Prelude to the Competition

The invasion launched by the Four Turtles neighborhood finally ended with Oliva's wails and everyone's helpless laughter.

After this battle, the mercenaries in the Four Turtles district suffered an unimaginable blow.

Those "individual strongmen" roaming the inner city terrified many mercenaries, causing them to risk breaching their contracts to withdraw.

Tokyo Electric Power Company (TEPCO), IDEAL, and the Insect Organization—these three evil organizations entrenched in the Shikame district are completely demoralized and unlikely to cause any further trouble in the short term.

"..."

Tokita Ohma asked an acquaintance to take Kiryu Setsuna, the "Beautiful Beast," to the hospital, and also entrusted Shiraki Shō's friend, Sakurai Anne, to treat her.

In Ohma's view, Kiryu Setsuna was not entirely wicked.

He simply had a different kind of tragic childhood—one unlike his own.

Later, he was caught up in the conspiracy of the Insect Organization and used by them. In the end, he went insane due to the overuse of "Exorcism" and was controlled by his obsession.

After the hallucinations in his mind subsided, Kiryu Setsuna no longer saw others as Tokita Niya, and therefore stopped attacking them.

The rest of the journey depends on how he chooses to walk it.

—Even though he's really annoying.

……

……

That night.

Erhu Street, by the campfire at the campsite.

Shiraki Cheng, Wu Fengshui, Wakatsuki Samurai, Himuro Ryo, Ten Demon Snake Ouma, Horu Yoshicheng, Kebar——

The seven people gathered together, enjoying a hot stew and He Luji's specially made grilled fish, truly a feast for the senses.

Regarding the fishing port near Horo Yoshiaki, related business operations are underway, and many members of the Kengan Association are happy to make connections. There should be results soon.

The taciturn old fisherman did not offer any lengthy explanation, but simply expressed his gratitude to everyone repeatedly, promising to remember their kindness.

"..."

Shiraki suffered injuries.

—Mainly abrasions all over his body, including his face, from being crushed by bricks after falling to the ground, and then being stepped on by several people.

Wu Fengshui smiled sheepishly as he applied medicine to Bai Mucheng.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..."

The girl chuckled dryly, "I didn't expect that when Shiraki was sent flying, he was thinking about Mr. Oliva. He screamed so loudly."

"..."

When Tokita Ohma spoke, he explained in detail how Oliva showed the handkerchief and how Kebal spat on it.

Shiramu Cheng grinned, "Olive and his girlfriend have a really good relationship."

Wu Fengshui nodded, "Yes, they were so close that they even lived together in prison."

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned once again.

"Huh~~!?"

Even Kebar couldn't help but gape in disbelief, "...Living together?? In prison?"

"Grandpa said it."

Wu Fengshui continued applying the medicine to Bai Mucheng's face, recalling:

"According to intelligence gathered by the Wu clan—"

“In that Arizona state prison known as the ‘Black Pentagon’, Mr. Oliva and his girlfriend are living together.”

"That prison was Mr. Oliva's territory. Whether it was famous paintings, sculptures and other works of art, luxurious rooms, or gourmet food, wine and all kinds of books, everything was limitless to him."

"And in that prison where there was no lack of freedom, he still had his girlfriend by his side."

"..."

Kebar couldn't understand what he was hearing.

He frowned deeply. "Since Oliva is a prisoner, what can he possibly repay with this kind of life in custody? What can he possibly learn from this experience?"

Wang Ma raised an eyebrow and interjected, "Words like 'reflection' and 'repayment' are completely irrelevant to that muscular man, aren't they?"

"Humph……"

Kebar poked at the fire and looked at Wu Fengshui, "So, what kind of woman is his girlfriend?"