Super Fighting Tokyo.

Everyone was shocked by this and shook their heads vigorously, beads of cold sweat dripping down their faces. "No, no, no, we're not..."

Oliva interrupted, "How about we try it now? Let me sabotage your interference operation?"

"No, no, no, no..."

The crowd shook their heads repeatedly, their voices growing softer and softer.

However, Oliva did not intend to make things difficult for them.

After exhaling a puff of cigar smoke, he pursed his lips. "The criminal groups from outside have now withdrawn from Inner City."

In other words, the inner city has returned to its former state.

"If I remember correctly, a long time ago someone tried to rule the inner city by force, but it seems that nothing came of it in the end, right?"

That's because there wasn't an opportunity.

Oliva threw away his cigar, stood up, and opened his arms.

"So let's set up a huge arena together, in the very center of the conflict zone, and build a super-large arena."

"Let's hold a fighting tournament!"

Oliva grinned, “Everyone in the entire city can participate, including me, the strongest in America, and Shiraki Cheng, who defeated Mr. Second.”

"The winner of the arena will be the one to determine the strongest in the inner city."

"Compared to the back-and-forth gang warfare, this kind of competition is much more exciting!"

Oliva gritted his teeth, unleashing his willfulness to the fullest extent, his confidence and pride swelling to the heavens, and loudly commanded:

"Just do it this way, and do it as soon as possible!"

"..."

……

The bosses and leaders summoned by Oliva quickly left to instruct their subordinates to make preparations to meet Oliva's demands.

They had no choice, after all, it was Oliva who gave the orders—the ultimate nightmare for every elite criminal in that world.

As for the "conflict zone fighting tournament" he mentioned, everyone was only interested in watching.

...Participate? Don't be ridiculous!

No one who can survive in the inner city would willingly seek death.

Therefore, no matter how much Oliva talks, only two people will step onto the arena that determines the strongest in the city.

【Mr.Unchain】Biscayne Oliva, VS, 【Fighting Spirit】Shiraki Cheng!

……

……

That night, inside the room.

Oliva spoke again with his lover who was in a prison in the United States.

This time, however, Oliva's longing and love reached their peak, making him unable to control himself any longer.

“Maria! You…are so beautiful…”

Oliva did not hesitate.

Would you like to watch my match?

"Then let the people on the field witness your beauty! I want them to know what it means to go beyond love—!"

Chapter 482 Departure

In the city, it's a new day again.

Autumn has passed and it is now winter; it will probably snow soon.

In this lawless land of the inner city, there aren't many places where it's comfortable to spend the winter, so some people consider going "outside" for a vacation.

But today, not a single resident of the inner city went out.

Moreover, they were certain that even if a blizzard struck, there was no need to go out in the next few days, as the temperature in the inner city was already sufficient.

"..."

Under Oliva's orders, underlings from various gangs went to the center of the inner city and busied themselves in the conflict zone, setting up a large arena.

An epic fighting tournament is about to be held here!

The flame ignited by this game is far more comforting than any heater or air conditioner, and it's much harder to let go of, making it something you don't want to miss.

"..."

After last night, news of the competition spread throughout the city, sparking much discussion among local residents.

"Oh……"

"It's about to begin as expected."

Who do you think will participate?

“Olive and Shiraki Cheng”.

"Hmm... Is there no one else?"

"will not."

"But even if it's just the two of them, the viewership ratings for this battle in the inner city will still be 100%!"

"Haha! So that means this is a top-tier, royal treatment that those guys outside can't enjoy!"

"..."

In this lawless land, the residents chatted freely, even forgetting the feuds between their respective gangs.

To explain why—

Because they have the same goal!

They both tossed and turned, unable to sleep, anxiously wondering: which would win—[Battle Spirit] or [Mr. Unchain]?

Similarly, the three who are currently traveling in the inner city—

【猛虎】Wakatsuki Takeshi, 【HYotei】Himuro Ryo, and 【阿修罗】Tokita Ohma share the same idea.

They gathered in a small restaurant converted from a shipping container, eating ramen for breakfast.

"Olive had already set up the ring, so he didn't refuse and actually accepted Shiraki's challenge."

"but……"

"The most free man on earth, that well-known title, and those muscles that are at their peak, are no joke."

"...Shiraki Cheng has become stronger."

"After the battle with [Second Master] Kebar, you could all vaguely sense it, right? The fighting spirit he unleashed when he threw his last punch."

"Yes, that's a level that surpasses the previous stage."

"..."

The three chatted casually.

After eating and resting for a while, Tokita Ohma was the first to stand up, clapped his hands, and said, "Let's go, let's continue training. It's only proper etiquette to keep moving forward."

Wakatsuki and Himuro exchanged a glance, then nodded and smiled, "Indeed, indeed..."

……

……

In the morning, at the Erhu Street campsite.

After packing his backpack and putting on his jacket, Shiraki Cheng leisurely walked out of the camp, carrying the souvenirs he had bought for his family.

"...?"

Watching Bai Mucheng's departing figure, the neighborhood thug asked curiously, "Do you need to bring a backpack when you go out for your morning exercise? Where is Boss Bai Mu going?"

Although he had some doubts, the younger brother didn't ask too many questions.

He wasn't afraid of Bai Mucheng, after all, this boss had a great personality, he just felt there was no need to be.

"I'm really looking forward to the arena battle between [Fighting Spirit] and [Mr. Unchain]..."

The younger brother muttered to himself.

……

……

The environment in the inner city was not good; smoke and fumes were everywhere.

Therefore, after staying here for so many days, even with several sets of clothes to change into, Shiramu Cheng inevitably got a little dirty.

It's like being on a long trip, looking travel-worn and exhausted.

"..."

With his backpack on, he strolled around, admiring the scenery, heading straight for the "exit" of the Tokita district.

About half an hour later, you will be able to see the entrance to the outer wall passage of the Tokita Street area.

This place was not far from Oliva's villa, so Oliva quickly learned of Shiraki's whereabouts.

When Bai Mucheng reached the entrance of the passage, Oliva was already waiting there.

"..."

Oliva, dressed in a suit and fine leather shoes, raised an eyebrow at Bai Mucheng and said, "Hmm, you look quite energetic!"

Shiraki Seiya smiled and looked the other man up and down, "But when it comes to dressing up, Mr. Oliva is definitely more skilled..."

Oliva pursed his lips, a proud look on his face. "Of course, you little brat still have a lot to learn, whether it's style or matching!"