I teach judo in Tokyo.

Peeking inside, I saw that it was indeed a small shop selling anime merchandise.

Sosuke stroked his chin, walked in decisively, and came out two minutes later with a white smiling mask on his face, with blue lightning bolt marks around his eyes.

According to the owners of nearby shops, this is a mask worn by the protagonist of a popular anime in Tokyo.

As a cosplay item, it is expensive, but the production quality is quite good. It feels comfortable to wear on the face, and the field of vision is not significantly reduced.

"Atobe, you're actually cosplaying? Is that 'Black' mask? It looks pretty convincing, doesn't it?"

Subaru Akai's voice came through the headphones.

Sousuke smiled slightly: "Akai, I didn't expect you to still watch anime even though you look quite old?"

Subaru Akai: "We're not stealing or robbing. What's wrong with adults watching anime?"

Sosuke shrugged: "Alright, I'm going in now. I'll probably be on the floor in about three minutes."

Then, he calmly entered the building's basement through the unattended garage entrance.

......

Meanwhile, on the top floor of the building.

Inside a secluded room.

Yae Meixuan yawned widely, then gave a wry smile, muttering to herself in frustration, "Damn it, I've been caught off guard."

She sat listlessly on a thick safe, with nearly ten burly men in black suits lying silently on the ground beside her, each corpse missing almost every body part.

Limbs and torsos were scattered all over the ground, and the room was covered in splattered blood.

The walls of the room were covered with dense, sharp knife marks, yet beneath the knife marks on the wooden walls, a metallic luster was revealed.

This was a specially modified metal room!

Yae Meixuan jumped off the safe, walked to a corner of the room, and looked up. There, she saw a broken security camera.

She yelled at the camera, "Hey, which member of the Snake Bone Society are you? Let's make a deal, open the door, and I won't kill you."

After a while, just when Yae Meixuan thought no one was listening, the camera that was occasionally flashing with sparks suddenly spoke. It was a middle-aged man's voice, which contained smugness and mockery: "How dare I open it? I bet if I open the door, the famous Japanese swordsman 'Laughing Hannya' will kill me without hesitation!"

Yae Meixuan was silent for two seconds, then suddenly laughed out loud: "You're quite clever. Well then, I'll make a different promise. If you obediently release me, I'll let you die with some dignity when I kill you, instead of being torn apart like those guys inside. How about that?"

"Xiao Banruo, you seem to have misunderstood the situation. You are the fish on the chopping block now, and I am the knife-wielder." The middle-aged man chuckled. "You are trapped in my specially built safe room. The walls, ceiling, and floor are all made of thick, high-strength steel. Even if you are a Berserker-level expert, you have no chance of escaping. Just stay put."

His smile suddenly turned lewd: "If I lock you up for ten or fifteen days, even if you're strong, you'll probably be starving and weak by now, right? I'll let you out then and take good care of you. I'm really looking forward to seeing if the face under that demon mask of the ruthless Xiao Banruo is actually a beauty! Hahahaha!"

Yae Meixuan sneered, "Then you'd better be prepared for a long battle. There's still so much fresh 'meat' in this room. It'll be enough for me to eat for quite a while before it rots. You'd better hope that my companions don't come looking for trouble before then."

"Where did the meat in that room come from..." The middle-aged man's voice suddenly paused, "Xiao Banruo, you really are a demon, how dare you!?"

He seemed disgusted, then cursed, "At worst, I'll lock you up for a month. You'll die eventually. As for companions, where would you get any companions, you infamous bastard!"

Yae Meixuan touched the Hannya mask on her face, and her voice, after being altered, sounded bewitching and sinister: "Kukuku, it wasn't there before, but who knows now... Anyway, you can just obediently wait to die."

After saying that, she fell silent. Amid the middle-aged man's questioning and insults, she calmly walked back to the safe and sat down, secretly cursing in her heart, "Who knows when that kid will realize I'm missing? I don't want to eat this 'meat'!"

After getting off the bus early last night, her target was the Snake Bone Society.

Combining information from the countermeasures bureau and the black market, she finally found the building in the middle of the night.

They even found the secret room behind the boss's office deep on the top floor.

Then the alarm was triggered.

After she had killed all the guards who had come after hearing the news, she was stunned to find that the entrance to the secret room had been quietly closed, and the entire secret room was made of thick metal walls, which not only trapped her and prevented her from leaving, but also seemed to have a shielding and interference function.

Anyway, her phone had no signal at all, so she couldn't communicate with the outside world.

To be honest, although she seemed indifferent now, she was actually prepared for the worst.

Even if that brat could immediately discover his disappearance, even if he had the strength to wipe out the entire Serpent Bone Society and then find out his hiding place through torture, who knows how long that would take.

(She completely forgot about the locator that the Bureau of Anomalies had forced her to carry.)

Just as the beautiful master was feeling depressed in the secret room.

Atobe Sousuke, wearing a mask, had already passed through the underground parking garage and entered the stairwell.

Even with elevators, the stairwells in many buildings are basically abandoned.

However, as an essential fire escape route, basic hygiene is maintained by designated personnel, and occasionally, when the elevator is full, some people will grit their teeth and climb the stairs.

But obviously this situation will only occur during rush hour, not now.

With his katana sheathed in his left hand, Sousuke ran quickly down the dimly lit stairwell. What would be an exhausting climb for an ordinary person was nothing more than flat ground for him.

He swiftly traversed the twenty-story staircase.

He slowed down after reaching the corner of the stairs on the nineteenth floor.

There were people talking on the stairwell landing above.

It was the voice of two young men, with the deliberately rude tone and profanity characteristic of yakuza members.

Jidao Jia: "Zhongping, have you heard? A thief broke into the boss's office last night."

Jidao Yi: "I heard that enemies came looking for us, and quite a few people died."

Extreme Path A: "Hahaha, what a bunch of trash. If I had been on duty last night, that intruder would already be a corpse."

Jidao B: "You're just bragging. I heard the boss's personal guards are top-notch experts specially hired from outside. We small fry wouldn't even be able to be pinched by their fingers!"

Extreme Path A: "Tch, only you would believe these rumors. We're all human, and no one can act arrogantly towards me!"

......

Two young yakuza members were squatting in the stairwell, smoking and chatting enthusiastically.

Then, they saw a tall person with a strange white mask and a knife at his waist emerge from the corner of the stairs.

The three men stared at each other for a second, and the one in yakuza armor immediately demanded with a fierce expression, "Where did you come from, kid! No entry here!"

The masked man remained silent, as if he hadn't heard his warning, and slowly walked up the stairs step by step.

Behind the two holes in the mask, his eyes were calm yet eerie.

Yakuza B sensed a strange and terrifying atmosphere. He swallowed hard and tugged at Yakuza A's clothes: "Hirabe, something seems off..."

"What's wrong with him? He's just a lazy cosplayer who wandered in by mistake." Hirabe's Yakuza Kagami grinned menacingly, stood up and clenched his fist. "I've been guarding this gate for so long, I'm so bored. Let's have some fun with this kid."

As he spoke, he strode down the steps and stood right in front of Sosuke, raising his hand to give this cool kid a good beating.

The next second, his neck was struck hard by Sosuke's palm, and his whole body shuddered, collapsing and rolling down the stairs.

As Yakuza Otoko watched everything unfold before him, a look of terror crossed his eyes. He immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie from his waist.

late.

Sosuke's figure shot out, seemingly turning into a phantom in the eyes of Yakudo Otoko, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of his opponent.

Yakuza B hadn't even brought his walkie-talkie to his chest yet.

Sosuke's fist had already slammed into his stomach, and then he snatched his walkie-talkie.

The yakuza, having suffered a severe blow, had his eyes bulge out, experienced intense abdominal cramps, had his stomach acid reflux, and was unable to stop the acid from flowing from his mouth.

Sosuke placed his hand on the man's shoulder, forcing him to kneel down with just a little force, and said in a calm voice, "Don't shout. I'll ask, you answer."

As Yakuza Oto felt the terrifying force on his shoulder, he glanced at Hirabe, who had rolled down the stairs and whose fate was unknown, and fear showed in his eyes.

He trembled all over, and hurriedly lowered his voice, "You, you please speak..."

"You guys were just chatting and you mentioned someone went into your boss's office?"

Jidao Yi nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, the news spread this morning. I heard they've already subdued the culprits, and several people have died!"

The next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and almost cried out in pain.

Sosuke unconsciously tightened his grip, lowering his head to stare at the other person's face: "Tell me, where is your boss's office, and also—how many people are here today."

Jidao Yi desperately suppressed the pain he wanted to scream, and answered quickly with trembling hands: "The boss's office is on the top floor, at the very back. There are more than a hundred people gathered here today, preparing to attack another Jidao group of Tianji Society."

He paused, then said cautiously, "Sir, please leave. No matter how skilled you are, you can't possibly defeat over a hundred of them!!!"

Atobe Sousuke nodded, glanced back at the staircase leading to the top floor that was blocked by an iron gate, and then turned back to look at the large iron gate on this floor, which was also locked and had a combination lock.

So he grabbed Yakuza B's shoulder and pulled him up: "The top floor staircase is blocked, how do we get up?"

"Big brother, I'm serious, you should give up. There are really over a hundred people inside, and many of them are outside helpers that the boss brought in..." Yakuza Otsu stared wide-eyed, somewhat unable to understand Atobe Sousuke's thought process.

"Enough with the nonsense. I'll ask, you answer, or you can die and I'll ask him." Sosuke stared at him intently, then pointed with his thumb at the Yakuza Armor lying unconscious on the stairs.

Jidao Yi nodded quickly: "You can get to the top floor from inside this floor!"

“Alright, you should know the password for this floor. Open the door, and then you can leave,” Sosuke said calmly.

This time, Yakuza Oto stopped talking nonsense. Under Sosuke's gaze, he obediently nodded, turned around, and entered a string of numbers into the password.

With a click, Yokudo Otoko turned around and glanced at Sosuke, swallowing hard as he opened the door.

The next second, he let out a strange cry and rushed into the door, shouting "Enemy attack!" as he ran.

Sosuke calmly entered the room and then closed the door behind him.

Turning around and passing through the short passage, a very spacious room comes into view.

The floor was littered with empty lunchboxes and beer bottles, and the walls were covered with graffiti such as "Extreme," "Genki," and "Dominate Tokyo."

Besides that, there were people everywhere.

There was a robust young man with dyed hair and a bare upper body, covered in menacing tattoos.

There was a middle-aged man wearing a floral shirt and a white suit, with a thick gold chain around his neck, a beard, and a sinister-looking face.

More often, there were all sorts of burly men.

They either squatted on the ground in groups of three or five, playing cards and drinking, or gathered together to smoke and boast.

Or they might sit in a circle, excitedly watching two companions who are cursing and swearing at each other fight.

That's how Yakuza B charged into the crowd, shouting loudly, attracting a lot of attention.

They looked in the direction their companion was pointing towards the entrance to the passageway on the floor.

There, Sosuke, wearing a white mask, was slowly drawing his katana from its sheath.

***

(Some unexpected things happened at home today, so there won't be time for an update. This 4,000-word chapter is released first, and the remaining 2,000 words will be released with tomorrow's chapter! I expect to update around 10,000 words tomorrow!!!)

Chapter 218 Listening to music while fighting a hundred enemies is an older man's romance.

Sousuke slowly drew his katana.

Before them were the yakuza members who had begun to realize what was happening and whose faces were turning fierce.

He whispered in a voice only Akai Subaru could hear through the earpiece, "Akai, there are hundreds of yakuza inside..."

Akai's surprised voice immediately came back: "Then why aren't you running?!"

Sosuke did not answer.

"What? You're not planning to take on a hundred people by yourself, are you? Even though they're all scum and killing them wouldn't be a loss, aren't you tired?"

Subaru Akai was somewhat speechless.

Atobe Sousuke continued in a low voice, "I'll cut down all the curtains on your side later, so I'll have to trouble you to cover for me."

"Okay, but I can't fire unless a powerful person attacks you, you understand?"

Subaru Akai curled his lip.

“I know, then do me another favor.” As Atobe Sousuke spoke, he pushed off with his feet and charged forward.

In just two or three seconds, he had already darted to the window in the eyes of many yakuza.

Then, he swung his knife along the window.

"What is it?" Akai's voice came through.

Atobe Sousuke chuckled: "Get my phone and search for a song from China for me to listen to..."

He smiled and said a song title.

Having said that, he had already passed the entire long French window and stood still.