Super Fighting Tokyo.

He turned his head and saw that the three people who had been by the fountain had noticed him and were now surrounding him.

Shiraki Sei, Wu Lei'an, Jack Fanma —

Although the battle was over, and these three might or might not fight them again, the headquarters was still feeling suffocated by the pressure.

"call……"

Helpless, the officer took out a cigarette from his pocket and slowly put it in his mouth.

As he searched for a lighter, he looked the three of them up and down, finally settling on Bai Mucheng. "Brother, you're completely unharmed..."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mucheng clearly disagreed.

He raised his arms, which were wrapped in cloth, and looked at headquarters with a reproachful expression. "Your arms have a few more scars now. How can you say you're unharmed?"

"Um……"

Headquarters nodded, too exhausted to even look for a lighter, and slumped to the ground, swaying unsteadily.

Bai Mucheng immediately took out his phone and contacted his doctor friends, asking them to send an ambulance to take the three injured people to the hospital.

Meanwhile, the headquarters still had the leisure to make jokes, and chuckled, "Hmph, what a thoughtful young man, but perhaps I even anticipated this!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Wu Lei'an and Jack were displeased, and several veins bulged on their foreheads.

Shiraki Shigeaki further suggested, "I learned a technique from Miyamoto Musashi: mix horse oil with rice straw ash and apply it to the wound to heal it."

"Since Mr. Benbu is a dignified successor of 'ancient martial arts,' then we'll deal with you this way."

Headquarters: "..."

Headquarters: "..."

Headquarters: "I'm sorry, I was just exaggerating. Please take me to the hospital."

"..."

Wu Lei'an pouted unhappily, then secretly kicked the headquarters' backside again, "Just wait, I'll get my revenge on you sooner or later!"

The officers at headquarters felt a chill run down their spines, but eventually came to terms with it and didn't respond at all.

……

……

A day and a night passed.

The next day.

Imperial University Hospital, ward.

The patient, who is currently recuperating in bed, is in much better condition than before and will be discharged tonight or tomorrow.

It would be good to be discharged from the hospital sooner...

This is what we truly believe.

After all, even if you're lucky enough to get a private room, you still can't smoke in the hospital, which is torture for a heavy smoker like myself.

"..."

His eyes darted around, and seeing that the ward door was tightly closed, he secretly grabbed his coat and took out a cylindrical iron box.

The outside of the tin box is black, with a picture of a pigeon facing down and the word "Peace" written on it.

It is the heavy-duty weapon of heavy smokers, commonly known as "Iron Can Peace" cigarettes.

It is also Izou's favorite.

Click...

The headquarters staff opened the metal box, about to secretly smoke one.

Suddenly, the ward door opened and a nurse walked in. It turned out to be "Yoshizawa Kokomi," who partnered with "Anatomy Demon" Eiichi.

When Kokomi saw the cigarette in the headman's hand, she quickly stopped him, saying, "Headman, you should take care of your health!"

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

Left with no other option, the officer could only sniff the can thoroughly before obediently closing it and putting it back in his shirt pocket.

He looked at Xinmei, and seeing that she hadn't left yet, asked, "So, is there anything else?"

Kokoro said, "Someone has come to visit Mr. Headquarters."

"Oh?"

Headquarters was taken aback.

Immediately, through the slightly ajar door, he saw a black eye with white pupils, rolling around before finally locking onto headquarters.

It's the Wu clan!

The headquarters suddenly felt immense pressure.

He remembered that after the battle was decided yesterday morning, Wu Lei'an told him to wait, saying that he would get his revenge sooner or later.

Is it arriving now?!

"..."

crunch.

The ward door was pushed open, and a man and a woman walked in.

It turns out to be Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui.

The two were carrying fruit when they looked up and saw that the head of the unit had already braced himself on the bed with one hand, facing the window, ready to jump.

Shiraki Cheng blinked. "Mr. Headquarters...?"

"Oh."

He lay back down on the bed, patted his thigh, and said calmly, "It's nothing, just a leg cramp, so I was just moving around."

Chapter 675 Good Friends Reunited!

Imperial University, inside a hospital ward.

As soon as Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui entered the room, they saw the head of the unit doing "lunges" on the hospital bed, saying that he had a leg cramp.

"..."

The main body leaned against the pillow, caught the apple that Shiraki Cheng threw to him, took a bite with a "crunch," and the cold sweat on his forehead gradually disappeared.

After a brief silence, headquarters finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He chuckled helplessly, "If it were Jack Van Ma or Wu Lei'an, I guess I would really jump out the window and run away, right?"

Headquarters glanced out the window and began to think seriously. "This is the sixth floor. Jumping down would cause injury, so we should climb to the top floor and then find a suitable spot to climb down."

"..."

Hearing what the headquarters said, Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui exchanged a glance, and couldn't help but shake their heads with their hands on their hips, their faces full of helplessness.

Headquarters raised an eyebrow and chuckled, teasing, "What? You don't believe I can do it?"

Shiraki Cheng denied it, saying, "No, Izou of the headquarters can certainly do it, but Jack and Raian shouldn't retaliate, right?"

Headquarters was clearly completely relieved, leisurely chewing on an apple. "Oh?"

"after all……"

Shiraki raised his arms, the many wounds on them just beginning to scab over, all inflicted by the headquarters' "shuriken".

"After all, we all came to a profound realization of the power of 'Honbu Izo' that night."

Bai Mucheng lowered his arm and recalled:

"Jack Hanma, the 'monster' who can bite 'Pico', had his left eye burned by a cigarette butt, his calf ripped open by a wooden sword, and the back of his left foot cut by a short sword."

On the other side, Wu Fengshui also recalled: "My elder brother, Wu Lei'an, had his face smashed by a wine bottle, his left hand burned by sulfuric acid, and his right thigh stabbed by a short knife."

"My brother was furious when he got back!"

"..."

Listening to the two recount their achievements in detail, Honbu Izo's expression became somewhat awkward, and he couldn't sit still comfortably.

In particular, Wu Lei'an was also Wu Fengshui's elder brother.

Even though I know in my heart that those people won't retaliate against me, I still feel awkward!

"Ugh~~~~!"

The officer in charge frowned deeply, looking extremely conflicted.

Even so, Honbu Izo still felt that he had an inescapable duty.

What those fighters in the modern world can never see, only Izou himself can see and bear!

"..."

The expressions on the faces of those in charge changed several times before finally settling down.

Nurse Yoshizawa Kokomi was busy in the ward, and she also drew back the curtains to let in some nice sunlight.

Wu Fengshui found a chair and sat down. With nothing to do, he flipped through the magazines on the cabinet.

Bai Mucheng was still examining the injury on his arm.

A moment later, Shiraki looked up with a smile and exclaimed, "You're really strong, Mr. Headquarters..."

Upon hearing this, the headquarters pursed its lips.

His expression was somewhat proud, even a little moved, but it eventually turned into a helpless sarcasm, which was quite tragic.

"Brother Shiraki, is it really okay for you to say that to me?"

He leaned against the headboard, looked up at the ceiling, and sighed.