Super Fighting Tokyo.

The silence was finally broken by the referee's announcement.

"The outcome is decided! The victor is Shiraki Cheng!"

"..."

Bai Mucheng stretched his arms, turned around and found a curtain to wipe away the bloodstains stuck to his body.

But at that moment, Mupu, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly struggled to his feet, his heavily injured body trembling as he stood up, "It's...not over yet..."

Shiraki Cheng became interested.

Megumi added, "Lord Sada Kuni... will not lose..."

Bai Mucheng was disappointed.

He ignored Mu Pu, but suddenly sensed something unusual and instinctively jumped back to dodge.

And in the next instant—

boom!

The hall door shattered with a crash, and a figure flew backward, along with flying wood chips and door panels, crashing into Mu Pu, who was already teetering on the brink of collapse.

Splash...

Mu Pu was trapped under the door, and he was completely out of sight.

The one who smashed the door was a burly, strong young man who appeared to have suffered a severe blow to the abdomen and was clutching his stomach, retching incessantly.

It's Maruk!

Shiraki noticed early on that Maruk had already taken advantage of the chaos to leave, and besides that, Baku and Ito Kaiji were also nowhere to be found.

So now, who has "brought Maruk back"?

"..."

Bai Mucheng looked towards the gate.

A tall man walked slowly from that direction. He was wearing a suit, the fabric of which accentuated his muscular physique. He had a short, frizzy hairstyle, wide-open eyes, and a noticeable chemical burn scar on his left eye socket.

"Not bad, kid, and you're a lackey of the Liar Eater... So you're that murderous Demon Rodm?"

"But in the end, it was just a sheep to be slaughtered, with only weak military force."

The man wore a sinister grin as he scanned the entire lower hall.

"They're all junk... huh?"

He finally fixed his gaze on Bai Mucheng and said with a playful smile, "There are still some I can take a look at. Do you want to play with me?"

"..."

Bai Mucheng remained silent, then began to move his ten fingers.

The man could also see through Bai Mucheng's plan and was about to step forward when suddenly a figure stood up and blocked the way between him and Bai Mucheng.

"No...you're wrong!"

Maruk clutched his lower abdomen, blood and saliva still lingering at the corner of his mouth, staring intently at the man, gritting his teeth and panting, "Maruk is Maruk, not Rodm!"

"Furthermore, Maruk isn't Brother Tapir's follower, he's a friend!"

Maruk had clearly been beaten badly by the man; his body was covered in bruises, and even the skin on his chin had been scraped off, with beads of blood constantly oozing out.

But he still stood in front of the man, saying, "Maruk wants to atone for what Rodham did, and Maruk also wants to help his friend!"

"Maruk will no longer kill, but Maruk doesn't want to lose either!"

Maruk took a deep breath, swallowed the blood in his mouth, looked back at Shiraki Cheng, his expression young but resolute, "So—Brother Cheng, now it's Maruk's turn to fight!"

"..."

Hearing this, the man suddenly found it very interesting.

"He said he wouldn't kill anyone, but the 'killing intent' hadn't subsided at all. But he wasn't lying either; he was probably trying to take responsibility for his sins, gradually accepting the killing intent, which led to the 'fighting spirit' that came from his nature."

"Hmm, that Rodm... no, 'Maruk,' how did he become like this? Who did he learn it from?"

The man stroked his chin, finding it increasingly amusing.

"The Liar Eater is intelligent, but only knows how to use tired jokes from Fist of the North Star. His 'strength' is not up to that level."

"so--"

The man's senses were quite sharp; he glanced behind Maruk and sized up the "Brother Cheng".

Is it because of you?

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Galo

Shiramu Cheng's eyes met the man's.

Both were very perceptive people. The man could see the influence of Shiraki Sei on Maruk, and Shiraki Sei also found the part about the man in his memory.

"His name is Jialuo!"

Suddenly, a hand reached out and rested on Bai Mucheng's shoulder.

Shiraki turned his head and found that it was Kaji Takaomi.

Previously, Takaomi Kaji had been following Shigeru Akagi, but after the gambling game at the upper level began, he left the reception room with everyone else.

He was panting heavily, clearly having run a long distance.

After this period of training, Kaji's logical thinking has improved significantly, and she can now explain the key points of the current situation in a simple way.

"Mr. Akagi and Sada Kuni's bet requires a special set of 'limited rock-paper-scissors' cards, which are only available in the lower levels."

"The side with more cards will have a greater advantage in the actual game."

"Therefore, after the 'collection phase' began, the bald guy from Sada's side and I started to take action and go down to the lower level to collect cards."

"..."

Bai Mucheng understood upon hearing this.

According to Wu Fengshui's observation, those mercenaries had infiltrated from an arms smuggling ship.

Judging by the timeline, their goal should not only be to obtain their own Kengan Association membership, but also to follow Sada Kuni's orders and assist the bald guy on his side in seizing the lower-level cards.

If the plan succeeds, not only will they gain control of the entire Espoowaru cruise ship, but they will also obtain membership in the Kengan Association and a sure-fire victory in the "Gambler's Game," achieving three goals at once.

However, the men in black, hired by Hyoudou Kazutaka, successfully thwarted the mercenaries' plan to take control of the Espoal.

Megukirou challenged Shiraki to a Kengan tournament but ultimately lost, and his plan to seize Kengan membership also failed.

Therefore, the only path left for Sada Kunio to take is to win in the gambling games!

"..."

Kaji Takaomi took a breath and leaned against Shiraki Shige to rest.

"To be honest, besides Maruk and me, Mr. Tapir also infiltrated this ship and found an ally."

“When the ‘collection phase’ began, I told Mr. Baku about the details of the bet, and the others started collecting cards on the lower level.”

"While Mr. Shiraki—you—broke into the lower hall, Mr. Baku and the others secretly slipped away with the cards, intending to meet up with me so that I could bring a large number of cards to the upper level and thus establish an advantage in the betting game."

"Although Mr. Akagi said that he doesn't care about 'advantages', in the end, you still need cards to gamble, just like the hand of a mahjong player. Even the best player needs to have cards."

"But just when everything was going smoothly, 'he' appeared..."

Kaji Takaomi swallowed hard, unable to resist hiding behind Shiraki Sei and secretly observing the man not far away.

“That guy with the ‘burned eye and afro’ – his name is Galo.”

"According to Mr. Mo, Gara was the gambling bro's original 'Notary Zero,' and might even have been the strongest among the notaries!"

"He used to be Mr. Tapir's partner, but later left Gambler."

Kaji Takaomi recalled what had just happened, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Now, Gara has become a bodyguard for an arms smuggler, who is helping Sada Kuni to seize the limited-edition rock-paper-scissors cards."

"Maruk tried to protect me and Mr. Tapir, but he kicked him away!"

"That guy is a complete monster..."

In the abandoned building, Takaomi Kaji had already witnessed Maruk's military prowess.

That's why Kaji Takaomi was even more terrified when Gara could easily suppress Maruk!

……

……

While Kaji Takaomi was explaining the current situation to Shiraki Shigeaki.

On the other side, Jialuo was also observing Baimu Cheng.

Years of real combat experience have made Galo particularly sensitive to killing intent, even able to detect sniper rifle fire from a distance, but he did not sense the slightest bit of it from Bai Mucheng.

This is very strange.

The man's fighting skills were passable, and he had just beaten up a gambling notary; the blood on the ground hadn't even dried yet.

How could someone who can go this far not have murderous intent?

……wrong.

Galo suddenly realized.

Unlike athletes who are unwilling to kill, Shiraki Sei did not resist the urge to kill;

Unlike the "sniper" on the cruise ship's observation deck, Shiramu Cheng did not simply intend to kill.

What he exudes is a fighting spirit that comes naturally.

That feeling also affects those around him, such as Rodham, the "killer of the abandoned building"—now he should be called Maruk.

"..."