Super Fighting Tokyo.

"What's going on upstairs? Are there any other skilled fighters upstairs?"

"..."

The mercenary paused for a moment, then decisively told the truth, "The three forces combined, along with nearly two hundred people, have all received news of your intrusion."

"In addition, the leader of IDEAL has also invited a master who, in some ways, is more famous than Jinghao Zhuangna."

"You may have heard of that man's name."

"—【The Torturer】Mutba Gizanga."

"..."

Bai Mucheng was stunned when he heard this.

He had heard of it more than once.

Mutba Gizanga, nicknamed "The Slayer," is also known as "Africa's Strongest Mercenary."

Although he is blind, his remaining senses are quite outstanding. Relying on his hearing, smell, and touch, his mobility is stronger than that of ordinary people.

He once suppressed a fully armed rebel army in a small African country with his bare hands, without sustaining any injuries.

In what should have been the "Kengan Suicide Squad" elimination tournament.

Mutba Gizanga, in a round against [The Cryer] Meguro Masaki, was unable to defeat him because he could convert pain into pleasure, so he had no choice but to kill him.

In the second round, he will face off against [Prison Angel] Guan Linchun.

After a hard-fought battle, Mutba finally experienced the allure of "professional wrestling" and defeated Kwan Lin Chun in a professional wrestling style.

In the third round, he will face off against the "Tiger" Wakatsuki Samurai.

Having been severely injured in his right hand by the samurai Wakatsuki, Mutba felt it was too dangerous to continue fighting and thus decisively withdrew.

"..."

Shiraki's old friend, the Earth God Kaeya, who is revered as the "God of War," is a soldier in the regular army.

Mutba Gizanga, on the other hand, is a complete "free agent"!

Although he is known as the "Slayer," he is able to "stop when he's done" during matches and avoids unnecessary killings.

"Oh……"

Bai Mucheng grinned and tapped the mercenary's chin with two fingers. "Contact him and have him come and spar with me."

The mercenary had no choice but to nod stiffly.

But when he finally got through to "Mutba" on his walkie-talkie, he heard Mutba's relaxed tone.

"Huh, a challenge?"

Mutba laughed and said, "Sorry, sorry, the employment relationship only lasts until the game starts. I'm leaving now."

After saying that, the walkie-talkie connection was cut off.

Mercenary: "..."

Mercenary: "...?"

Even Bai Mucheng was stunned. He paused for several seconds before he couldn't help but burst out laughing and patted the mercenary's shoulder hard.

……

……

Meanwhile, outside the factory.

A special operations team from the Metropolitan Police Department, consisting of members from both the Wu clan and the Secret Burial Division, has arrived nearby and is making preparations.

They are prepared to rush in and provide immediate support should any unexpected situation occur at the factory.

"..."

At this time, Wu Huiliyang, the "Clan Chief of Wu Yi", received an investigation report from the Wu Yi clan, stating that IDEAL had hired the "Slayer" Mutba O Jizanga.

"That's a 'good guy'."

Within the Wu clan, there were also those who had fought Mutba, who described him as "an opponent I would never want to fight again."

Wu Huili narrowed her eyes. "Although he can't win in a head-on fight, as a mercenary, Mutba will use a lot of tricks. Even Bai Mu might not be able to avoid being taken advantage of."

"Head of the Secret Burial Section," Manabu, also frowned deeply. "Africa's strongest mercenary? This is troublesome..."

Wu Fengshui was observing inside the factory.

Just then, a figure slowly walked over, raising both hands to indicate that he had no hostility and no intention of dodging.

"!?"

Everyone stared intently at it.

There stood a bald, black man in camouflage, with a muscular build and well-defined muscles.

His face, arms—and even his entire body—are covered with fierce-style totem tattoos.

It was none other than Mutba Gizanga himself, the "Slayer"!

"Ah, it's the Wu family. That makes things much easier. Otherwise, we'd have to argue with the police."

"I'm not here to fight today!"

Mutba spoke casually.

Although he couldn't see, he could visualize it in his mind using his hearing and smell, and at that moment everyone was staring at him with wide eyes.

"Hehehe, are you surprised?"

Mutba grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and said, "My employment relationship with the leader of IDEAL only lasts until the gambling begins; the rest is none of my business."

"Although the leader of IDEAL just proposed 'extending employment,' the price they can offer is completely disproportionate to the risks of the job!"

"I can't win."

Mutba waved his hand.

He acted as if he knew everyone well, and under the astonished gazes of the crowd, he naturally stood in the middle of the group, as if chatting with friends.

"【Battle Spirit】Bai Mucheng, I can't beat him."

"Although it would be interesting to play against him, I really can't beat him, so I can play practice matches, but I'd rather not play in a real match."

"As for that 'Peerless' Miyamoto Musashi, I don't even want to fight him."

Mutba trusted his judgment.

“I listened secretly upstairs and have already witnessed Miyamoto Musashi’s battle.”

"He is not simply a 'man-slaying demon' or an 'ancient mercenary,' but a more complex and complete being, pursuing 'standing out from the crowd.'"

"So, I don't want to become a stepping stone and be killed like that."

Mutba sensed the number of police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department around him through his hearing, and then thought for a moment.

"By the way, is this all the police force from the Metropolitan Police Department sent?"

"It's not enough..."

Mutba stroked his chin and added a chilling detail:

"There aren't enough people to 'collect the bodies,' otherwise the building will be a river of blood, and the corpses will pile up like mountains."

No publication today (to organize the outline for the next issue).

I'm taking a day off to organize the remaining outlines and take a break. Thank you for your support.

(Rounded down, it's roughly equivalent to taking leave on the first of next month, um, about...)

See you tomorrow, muah~!

Chapter 696 The Prelude to the Tragedy

[The Slayer] Mutba Gizanga —

This "strongest mercenary in Africa," whom the criminal organizations considered one of their top combat forces, withdrew from the battlefield without hesitation.

"Hey, stop staring at me, I can 'hear' you..."

"That's the style of a 'mercenary'!"

Mutba laughed and said, "Compared to desperately creating opportunities in order to 'win,' my wish is to 'survive,' and to choose the method with the highest probability of survival."

"I won't take on cases that are tantamount to 'suicide'."

As he spoke, Mutba reached out and shook hands with Mr. Wu Huiliyang.

"Hahaha! It's a pleasure to meet the elders of the Wu clan here. Fortunately, we only have a work conflict and are not enemies."

"..."

Wu Huili was also a shrewd person, and she understood the implied meaning in the blind mercenary's words.

"With your abilities, you could easily slip away without anyone noticing, right?"

Wu Huili smiled and said, "Tell me, did you come to us for some kind of 'deal'?"

Mutba grinned and took out his phone.

"After all, it would be a waste to keep something interesting to myself, so before I left, I installed a few surveillance cameras in the building."

"Want to see it? I'll give you a discount."

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