Tokyo people don't talk about Wude

Chapter 446, 443. When ashes gather, fire will ignite (3)

"boom--!"

Kenta Koyama's body slammed into the wall like a cannonball, causing the wall to crack like a spiderweb and kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Cough cough." He collapsed to his knees, his throat burning, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Before him, a living giant, over two meters tall, walked toward him with a ferocious expression, each step leaving a deep pit in the asphalt road like a pile driver.

"You've gone too far, huh? Haha."

A massive shadow engulfed him. Kenta Koyama wiped the blood from his forehead, took a deep breath, and stopped struggling.

A few days ago, Kenta Koyama led his men into the Miyake family mansion and kidnapped several family members who were closely related to Daisuke Miyake.

Kenta Koyama felt apologetic but did not regret it, because the Miyake family was also an accomplice on Ryuma Shinmain's side.

When they arrived at the Miyake family mansion, they saw servants carrying large and small bags of luggage onto trucks, clearly intending to flee with their entire family.

By kidnapping a few members of the Miyake family, they could lure Kamikaze No. 2 away, creating an opportunity for "Ash Heroes" to storm Tokyo Tower—this was the mission Kagari Otonashi had given him.

Currently, the mission of "Operation Team Two" is very successful. However, Kamikaze No. 2 has also been thoroughly enraged by them, and its strength has risen to a more terrifying level than usual.

Despite their desperate escape, Kamikaze 2 caught them one by one, and then—the remaining escapees could only hear a series of shrill screams.

As the last survivor, Kenta Koyama could not escape either; he was now at his wit's end and had exhausted all his resources.

"It's been dragging on for so long, it's about time, isn't it?" Seeing Kamikaze 2 swing its hammer-like fist, Kenta Hagane helplessly closed his eyes and resigned himself to his fate.

"Nanako, you must live well."

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past his face, followed by a deep, powerful shout:

"collapse--!"

Kenta Koyama felt the voice was extremely familiar, so he immediately opened his eyes and turned to look, only to be nearly shocked:
"The Tibetan...the Tibetan king has perished?!"

The newcomer was a muscular young man with white hair and side bangs, wearing a sleeveless vest and tight jeans, with a cheetah-like physique.

The young man was in a standard boxing stance, his feet relaxed as he hopped in place, his right fist, which was wearing brass knuckles, occasionally thrusting forward while making a hissing sound as he punched in the air.

A crimson fist mark appeared on the abdomen of Kamikaze 2, and it took a few steps back.

Clearly, just as Kamikaze No. 2 was about to deliver the fatal blow, this young man appeared in time, knocking the opponent back with a single punch and saving his life.

Despite the years that have passed, Kenta Koyama still vividly remembers the young man—the boxing prodigy who cruelly defeated him in the boxing final, plunging his life into complete darkness.

However, Kenta Koyama no longer hates him; he is only surprised to see an old acquaintance.

"Oh, do you know me?" Kuramae Yoru turned around and glanced at Kenta Koyama, asking in a relaxed tone.

"Hey, don't you remember me?" Kenta Steel Mountain was a little embarrassed.

“I don’t remember. I won’t remember nameless nobody.” Zang Qianyun replied with considerable pride, then added seriously, “You should run away. Even I can’t handle this kind of monster.”

"Then why did you save me?" Steel Mountain Fist was incredulous.

"Aaaaah! Die!!" Kamikaze No. 2 clearly wasn't going to give the two a chance to chat, and roared as it attacked again.

With a leap, Zang Qianyun deftly dodged the attack of Kamikaze No. 2, then delivered a hook punch to the opponent's face, followed by two more hook punches to the back of his head. After this combination of punches, he decisively jumped to create distance, his movements fluid and graceful.

"Didn't you understand? Why aren't you running away?" Zang Qianyun urged again. Gang Shan Kenta gritted his teeth, forced his aching body to stand up, and also assumed a boxing stance.

"Do you want to die?" Zang Qianyun frowned, and seeing the enemy attacking again, he immediately rushed forward to meet them.

He dodged a powerful swing punch by pressing down, and then delivered three consecutive hook punches to Kamikaze No. 2's side ribs. Each punch was as light as a dragonfly skimming the water, yet it created three blood-splattered dents on the opponent's body.

"Ah—!" Unexpectedly, Kamikaze No. 2 roared and changed the direction of his palm, slapping down as if to smash the other's shoulder.

"Danger!" Kenta Steel Mountain stepped forward and punched Kamikaze No. 2's palm, sending it flying.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zang Qianyun retreated and increased the distance between them.

"I also want to run away from this monster." Kenta Koyama shook his almost numb hand and gritted his teeth, "But seeing you fighting here, I want to persevere no matter what."

"What a boring, inexplicable guy." Zang Qianyun rolled his eyes at him and said, "I have no intention of fighting this kind of monster. I should run away."

"What?" Before Kenta Koyama could react, he saw Kuramae Yoru bend down, grab a handful of dirt from the ground, and casually sprinkle it on Kamikaze No. 2's face.

"Aaaaaah!" Before Kamikaze 2 could react, its eyes were covered by dust, and it immediately covered its face and roared angrily.

Kuramae Yun gestured to Koyama Kenta with her eyes, and the two turned and fled into an office building behind them without looking back.

A moment later, the two hid in an office on the third floor. The deafening roar of Kamikaze II could be heard from outside the window from time to time, but the enemy had clearly lost sight of its target. Moreover, its large size made it unsuitable for searching the narrow confines of the office building; it could only stand there, roaring angrily to vent its frustration at being toyed with by two little brats.

Realizing he was safe, Kenta Koyama instantly relaxed and collapsed to the ground: "Hey, thank you so much, Kuramae-kun."

"Nothing much. I just happened to be passing by and happened to find an interesting opponent, so I thought I'd test my skills," Zang Qianyun said casually.

"Unfortunately, as soon as we started fighting, I realized that my boxing skills were completely inadequate against this monster, so I ran away."

"Run away, huh?" Hearing this, Kenta Koyama felt quite ironic and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's really strange to hear such words coming from the mouth of the boxing genius who once defeated me."

"So, you're my defeated opponent?" Zang Qianyun glanced at him. "No wonder I don't remember you."

"Hey, do geniuses always say such hurtful things?" Kenta Koyama was embarrassed again.

"I never hold grudges against my defeated opponents, because those I've defeated will never surpass me in their entire lives." Zang Qianyun stated his truth with complete certainty:

"However, since you blocked one of my attacks, I'll teach you a little something."

"Insights?" Kenta Koyama's curiosity was piqued again.

"[Running away when you can't win isn't shameful.]" Zang Qianyun held up one finger and said seriously.
"There are always rocks in the world that humans cannot break with their fists. If you insist on doing so, the consequence is that you will break your hand and never have the chance to throw a punch again."

Kenta Hitsugaya looked on incredulously after hearing this: "I can't believe you actually said something like that."

“Right?” Kuramae Yun shrugged. “I used to say that to my defeated opponents so they wouldn’t be discouraged. But everyone took it as a sarcastic remark and hated me even more. I was just being presumptuous.”

"Haha." Kenta scratched his cheek, seemingly understanding the other's helplessness.

But at this moment, Kenta Koyama felt an unprecedented sense of enlightenment.

The genius who once suffocated him never cared about victory and glory, and would think to himself, "If I can't beat him, I might as well run away."
And how foolish I was to be haunted by that final match for the rest of my life.

Just as Kyushu Makoto had warned him, he never needed to force himself to defeat anyone; all he needed was a reason to throw a punch and something worth protecting.

If only I had figured these things out sooner, perhaps I could have turned over a new leaf.
However, it's not too late now.

With that thought in mind, Kenta Koyama extended his hand and laughed heartily: "Let me reintroduce myself. My name is Kenta Koyama, and I was your opponent in the National Youth Boxing Championship."

"Oh? I forgot. I even participated in those small competitions." Zang Qianyun scratched his head, clearly still not remembering the person in front of him, but still shook hands politely: "Zang Qianyun. Considering our connection tonight, if we meet again in the octagon, I will try my best to remember you."

"Haha." Kenta Gangshan gave a helpless twitch of his lips, his resolve growing stronger: "We will definitely meet again in the boxing ring!"

At the exit of the highway tunnel, flames raged and lingered for a long time.

"Crash—bang—!"

A figure crawled out of the flames, his cycling jersey burned with several holes and his helmet dented in.

After coughing a few times, the man laboriously removed his helmet, revealing Hua Jiang Shengyin's face.

If he hadn't taken the holy medicine beforehand and hadn't worn fireproof and impact-resistant cycling gear, he would never have survived such a violent car accident.

Unfortunately, it seemed that Qingzhi and Qingxuan had been completely engulfed by the flames, and he had no strength left to search for them in the fire.

Looking back, these two used to be thugs and hooligans. Although they were idle and caused trouble all day long, they couldn't be blamed. After all, children born into poverty and with bad parents almost always end up like this.

Later, the two brothers followed him, and because of their hot temper and fearless nature, they were quickly promoted to adjutants.

After only a few months of swaggering around, the "New Heavenly Creation" group disbanded, and they were all imprisoned in the "Longevity Academy," where they suffered greatly.

These two guys never harbored any resentment towards her—perhaps to outsiders they were ignorant and ill-mannered fools, but Huajiang Shengyin knew how smart they were. They knew they should hate the instigator behind everything, not their own "elder brother" who was also kept in the dark.

That's why they were able to cooperate so decisively with him tonight in using the [Kamikaze Tactics], even though they knew the consequences would be a near certain death. "Sigh—" Hanae Seine collapsed onto the asphalt road, feeling as if her whole body was falling apart and she couldn't move.

"After everything's over, let's open a motorcycle shop. Qingzhi and Qingxuan should be qualified to help me, right?"

He stared blankly at the sky, letting the smoke and rain alternately scorch and moisten his eyes.

"Is anyone here? Is anyone here?!"

Suddenly, a loud and melodious female voice came from afar.

Hua Jiang Shengyin was startled. She mustered all her strength to raise her hand and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm here."

A moment later, the tires of a bicycle stopped in front of him.

He strained to look up and saw that the person who had come was a high school girl dressed as a nurse. Her long, white dress was covered in soot and bloodstains, indicating that she had been through a lot.

"You are..." Hanae Seine felt that the girl looked familiar, as if she had seen her in a newspaper or news article.

"Hello!" The girl looked like she had cycled all the way here. She reached up and brushed the bangs that were stuck to her forehead, revealing her pretty face.
"Midou Mei desuwa~ You look badly injured. Don't move, let me treat your wounds!"

"I'm fine." Hanae Seine subconsciously looked at the fire: "Seiji and Seigen are still inside."

He immediately regretted his words. How could this nurse, who looked only high school age, possibly rush into a burning building to save two strangers whose fates were unknown?

Unexpectedly, the girl's expression suddenly turned serious, and she looked up at the fire. After staring at it for a moment, she suddenly said:
"I see them!"

After saying that, she took out her water bottle, poured it over her head, and rushed into the fire without looking back.

"Hey!" Hua Jiang Shengyin's heart tightened, and her eyes widened.

A moment later, the girl actually pulled two thugs by the collar and walked out of the fire. Her slender figure was illuminated by the flames and looked incredibly tall.

The girl's nurse uniform was probably made of fire-resistant material, as it was completely untouched by any sparks, and her fair cheeks had only a few specks of dust on them.

Hua Jiang Shengyin's mind jolted, and she suddenly remembered the other party's identity and the rumors:
Growing up in a hospital, she possesses prodigy-like medical and nursing talents; three years ago, she participated in the rescue efforts in the Hyogo Prefecture earthquake disaster area, single-handedly treating hundreds of injured victims; she was hailed by the media as "Yamato Nightingale" and "the Hundred-Winged Angel descended to earth"; she was recruited by Takamagahara Peak Academy as a "top-level high school nurse".

Mei Midou laid the two brothers flat on the ground and placed her hands on their chests to perform CPR.

After a few skillful presses, the two brothers immediately turned over and coughed, clearly waking up.

The girl wiped the sweat from her brow and gasped, "You...you've taken that kind of medicine, haven't you?"

“That’s right.” Hanae Seine nodded in agreement.

"Sigh, thanks to this, you're both alive now, but please don't drink again." Mei Midou grabbed the two brothers by the collar again, carrying one in each hand and dragging them to a hillside away from the fire. Then she ran to Seine Hanae and picked him up in her arms.

Feeling the terrifying power that easily lifted her up, Hanae Seine personally experienced just how amazing the girl's arm strength was, which was completely inconsistent with her appearance.

The girl seemed to sense the other's confusion and explained, "Hehe, I awakened a superpower when I was little. My intuition tells me where there are injured people. And once I encounter a patient who needs treatment, I have inexhaustible strength~"

Hua Jiang Shengyin couldn't help but smile wryly. In his view, it was less of a superpower and more of a "talent," just like every special admission student at Takamagahara Peak Academy.

After dragging all three to safety, the girl said, "I've sent your coordinates to the hospital. Wait patiently for rescue and try not to move around. There are many injured people waiting for treatment in Tokyo. Excuse me, desuwa~!"

After speaking, the girl got on her bicycle and rode away at a speed that appeared to be no less than 80 miles per hour.

“Da da da da da—!”

A series of bullets whistled past and exploded against the wall.

Eliza ducked to avoid the bullets and continued to move quickly through the dark alley. With each step she took, a burst of bullets would land where she had been, forcing her to run again as if it were a death knell.

Sweat had already soaked through her clothes, her muscles ached so much she could barely feel them, and she had very little ammunition left.
She was facing Kamikaze No. 3, "The King-Slayer Gun," a super special forces soldier enhanced by zombies. Even with her title of "High School Special Investigator" and the [Sage's Elixir], she could only barely hold him off, and her life hung in the balance on several occasions.

However, she didn't care. When she chose to fight this monster one-on-one, she had no intention of returning alive.

Or rather, the reason she took on this task was that she planned to die tonight, burying all the tragedies along with her.

"boom--!"

The enemy switched to a sniper rifle, and this time, Eliza Qinggong didn't have time to dodge. The bullet hit her shoulder, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Eee-ah—!" she cried out, collapsing to the ground, exhausted.

Even with the [Sage's Elixir] strengthening her body, the sniper bullet still left a deep crater in her left shoulder, and blood flowed down her left arm.

A fully armed special forces soldier stood up from the roof, holding a sniper rifle in both hands, and aimed at Qing Palace Elizabeth again.

Seeing the red dot aimed at her forehead, Qinggong Eliza did not struggle at all, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.

After all this time, the task should be considered complete by now, right?
Great, it's finally over.
Eliza, resigned to her fate, closed her eyes and waited for the other party to pull the trigger.

However, the next moment, Kamikaze No. 3 suddenly turned its gun around and fired a shot at the roof on the other side.

Following the direction of the shot, a blurry dark figure could indeed be seen on the roof. However, the figure reacted quickly, ducking away as the gun was turned.

Moreover, the dark figure threw something out—

It's a smoke bomb!

The smoke grenade landed at a very clever point, and thick smoke billowed up from the dark alley, precisely obscuring the Kamikaze No. 3's vision.

Kamikaze No. 3 was momentarily stunned. Taking advantage of this moment, another dark figure darted out like a ghost, casually hoisted Eliza Kiyomiya onto his shoulder, and disappeared into the dark alley in a leap.

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When Qinggong Eliza opened her eyes, she found that she was not dead.

She sat back on a sofa in an abandoned house, facing a frivolous man with his hands in his pockets, idly counting the rust spots on the ceiling.

"Why are you here, Hisai Tsujirokichi?" Kiyomiya Eliza immediately jumped up and subconsciously drew her pistol from her waist, but was stopped by a sharp pain in her shoulder.

Hisai Jirokichi remained calm, shrugged, and smiled helplessly: "Hey, hey~ It's too much to treat your savior like this~ If it weren't for that good-natured guy, I wouldn't bother with you!"

"You saved me?" Qinggong Elizabeth's mind was in complete disarray: "Just because of...you?"

"Hey, hey, hey! How can you talk like that to your savior?!" Hisai Jirokichi was on the verge of tears, but he had no choice but to tell the truth: "Okay, okay, I admit it, it wasn't just me, she found you first!"

Before the words were finished, a beautiful figure flipped in through the window, her movements clean and swift, like a veteran special forces soldier.

"Confirmed. The target is not following. This place can be used as a temporary safe house." The newcomer was a girl wearing tactical camouflage and a military vest, carrying an automatic rifle—judging from her face half-covered by a mask, she was probably no more than eighteen years old.

“Delan, is that you?” Eliza Kiyomiya immediately recognized her: “Why is a top-tier mercenary from a prestigious high school here?”

"Top-tier mercenary at the high school," Tokuran Kazahana, is of mixed Yamato and Prussian descent. It is said that she wandered for several years in the Middle East war zone due to family turmoil when she was young. By the time the private Takamagahara Peak Academy discovered her, she had already become the fearsome "Grim Reaper Tokuran."

“There’s no reason.” Feng Hua Delan’s eyes were cold and sharp, emitting an eerie green light in the darkness: “I… dislike war.”

Then, she looked at Hisai Jirokichi and ordered in a strange tone, "Thief Lieutenant, come with me immediately and continue the investigation!"

"Hey, I told you not to call me a thief!" Hisai Jirokichi immediately protested.

"Protest denied. Isn't Jirokichi the thief's name?" Fuuka Tokuran tilted her head and ordered again, "Move out, you thief adjutant! Obey orders, or face military law!"

Jirokichi Hisai leaned close to Eliza Kiyomiya's ear and whispered, "Hey, is this girl your classmate? How come she's even more of a weirdo than you? She chased after me the moment she saw me, saying I have a great foundation and forcing me to be her adjutant. Could she have fallen in love at first sight? Am I that charming?!"

“Sorry.” Qinggong Eliza looked utterly speechless. “I’m not familiar with her, so don’t ask me.”

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so irresponsible!" Hisai Jirokichi panicked, about to say something more, when the special forces girl pressed a knife against his lower back:

"Thief Lieutenant~ I can hear you~"

"Aaaaah! Don't kill me!" Hisai Jirokichi was covered in cold sweat and had no choice but to beg for mercy, "I'll go with you, I'll go with you!"

After giving Elizabeth some advice such as "get some rest," the two left the abandoned house together, leaving the girl alone.

"..." Qinggong Eliza breathed in the cold, decaying air, scratching her hair, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Makoto Kyushu, is this how you answer my question of dying without being able to find peace?"

(End of this chapter)