Super Fighting Tokyo.

"Musashi!"

Tokugawa jogged to the door and watched Shiraki get on the motorcycle, while Musashi sat on the back of the motorcycle.

The old man was still worried. "It's too dangerous for just the two of you! I'll have Ghana take you! It'll be more convenient if you drive!"

"Musashi!"

"Musashi...!!"

"..."

As they spoke, the motorcycle roared away, leaving only the old man Tokugawa standing by the door, accompanied by Kano.

They watched—

Watching those two people step into a "war"!

……

……

About five minutes later—

The motorcycles are back.

beep...

As soon as the car came to a stop, Musashi jumped off the seat, his forehead still covered in cold sweat. Under Tokugawa's astonished gaze, he exhaled a long breath of hot air.

"Too...too fast, and so unstable! It's like crossing a river in a broken boat, practically suicide!"

Musashi gives a positive review of Shiraki Sei's driving skills.

Clearly, at Musashi's insistence, Shiraki drove back after only two streets to seek Tokugawa's help.

"Tokugawa!"

Musashi raised his hand, gesturing to Kano beside him, "Shiraki's motuo is too dangerous. Mr. Kano, please 'drive' us there."

Tokugawa: "..."

Tokugawa: "...?"

In the end, the motorcycle that Shiraki Cheng borrowed from Wu Fengshui was parked in front of the Tokugawa family's house.

Meanwhile, Shiraki and Musashi got into the car driven by Kano and drove straight to a secluded place on the outskirts of Tokyo.

……

……

The brief incident did not affect Shiraki's mood.

Musashi quickly recovered as well.

Although Musashi thought this "car" was a bit fast, it was still smoother than Shiraki Sho's "motuo".

……

About two hours later.

Tokyo, suburbs.

Hideaki Kano drove the two to the address on the letter.

He parked his car on the side of the road, intending to go with Shiraki and Musashi to see what was going on, but they politely declined, and he could only watch them leave.

……

Shiraki and Musashi left the highway and continued on their way, passing through a dense thicket of bushes and following a dirt road through the mountains.

It took about ten minutes to walk.

From afar, in the dark, desolate wilderness, one can see a brightly lit abandoned park, which appears to be some kind of factory.

It occupies a considerable area and contains not only factory buildings, but also a sturdy high-rise building, which appears to be used as an office space.

Wow, that's amazing!

Musashi looked around and couldn't help but exclaim, "This kind of building is comparable to a small city. Its sturdiness is visible to the naked eye. Calling it a 'fortress' would not be an exaggeration!"

"and……"

Musashi twitched his nose. "Hmm, the stench of blood is overwhelming. It doesn't seem like a peaceful place. Looks like we didn't come to the wrong place!"

"..."

Shiraki Seiya looked up, his eyes reflecting the lights of the abandoned park.

The lights flickered and surged, gradually transforming into ink-wash lines that outlined Bai Mucheng's vision, before flowing out in strands from the corners of his eyes.

Ultimately, yet another master was revealed.

The encounters between people are truly incredible; we should be grateful for the bonds of fate in this world.

She was a woman who was 169cm tall.

With her signature bun hairstyle, paired with a thin yellow hairband, her expression was cool and focused, with a slight hint of a smile.

Wearing a light blue modified cheongsam with water ripple gold thread embroidered on the collar, paired with royal blue tight pants, her legs have full and powerful muscle lines.

She was wearing black and white flat cloth shoes.

She also wore a black and gold metal bracelet.

To describe such a person, one could write:

Flowing flowers are cool and beautiful, feathered flowers compete with immortals, butterflies and birds dance with their feathers.

Its name—

Chun-Li.

Chapter 690 How delightful!

Tonight, the sky is clear and the air is crisp.

In the wilderness of the suburbs, away from the neon lights of Tokyo, you can see a sky full of stars with a crescent moon hanging in the middle as you look up.

The surrounding area was a desolate wilderness;

Ahead lies a factory complex housing a criminal organization, a place brimming with malice;

Beside him was Miyamoto Musashi, the unparalleled warrior.

He carried two katana, one large and one small, and had a noticeable scar on his left cheek, which he had sustained during a surprise attack by Honbu Izo.

He was dressed in a dark blue martial arts uniform, wearing bamboo leather shoes, with a leopard's head and tiger's eyes, and his medium-length hair was casually draped over his shoulders.

"..."

This situation, combined with the circumstances, is hardly "ordinary".

But when Bai Mucheng exhaled softly, ink-wash lines surged, outlining yet another master, which surprised him greatly.

She was a woman wearing a light blue cheongsam, with her signature bun hairstyle, and well-defined leg muscles.

—Chun-Li.

She is an Interpol agent who participated in the fight against the evil organization "Shadow Luo" and ultimately fulfilled her long-cherished wish to eliminate "Shadow Luo".

His fighting style is based on the "boxing" techniques passed down by his father, and incorporates techniques such as jumping, legwork, and qigong, which he has carried forward and developed.

Chun-Li is currently on a long leave of absence, taking care of an orphan victim of the Shadowy Law incident, and running a martial arts school. She also has a good relationship with her neighbors.

"..."

Bai Mucheng paused, then couldn't help but grin. "Excellent, fantastic! This is the perfect time to receive instruction."

Upon hearing this, Chun-Li raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly. {The so-called 'kung fu' refers to strength developed through practice.}

From this perspective, whether it's regular practice or fighting against criminal organizations, it's all part of the 'daily routine' of honing martial arts skills.

{—So, he really does seem like a master, doesn't he?}

As an experienced martial arts master, and even known as the "world's strongest woman," Chun-Li is young but has a very calm personality.

{Getting back to the main topic...}

Chun-Li said in a deep voice: {Street fighting is different from fighting tournaments. The number of participants and conditions are not predetermined, let alone fighting against a criminal organization.}

So, if you need help, I'll lend you a hand.

Bai Mucheng nodded in agreement.

……

……

Shiraki Shō and Miyamoto Musashi did not take any detours, but went straight to the factory park and finally arrived at the park gate.

Looking around—

The park, which covers a large area, is filled with cars, including modified jeeps.

Based on this, we can roughly infer that a large number of people have gathered here.

The area is surrounded by factories, and a tall building of more than ten stories can be seen straight ahead, but only a few floors have glass installed, and even fewer are lit up.

Mercenaries patrolled and guarded the area around the park's outer walls, and they appeared to be equipped with firearms.

"..."

Shiraki and Musashi looked around.

They never intended to sneak in; they came openly and honestly.

Therefore, as soon as the two approached the factory area, they were spotted by the mercenaries, who immediately reported the news to their respective leaders.

Tap tap tap tap tap...

Inside the brightly lit park, many dark figures could be seen moving about, presumably the criminal organizations entrenched there, making preparations for their response.