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Chapter 22 Street Encounter
The streets of Dongdu are bustling with people, and the sun shines into every corner of the city.

Onoue Takumi was standing in front of a fruit shop, carefully selecting a fresh, plump apple. He looked relaxed, seemingly completely absorbed in the trivialities of daily life.

Just as he reached out to pick up the apple, his ears twitched slightly, and an indescribable sense of danger suddenly flooded into his senses.

He raised his head and glanced around, then caught sight of a figure not far away. It was Ishido Soichi, transformed into Xue Qian, who was standing in the crowd, looking at him strangely.

Onoue Qiao narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression still calm, and said softly: "Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"

Xue Qian walked forward slowly, his steps unhurried.

There was something elusive in his laughter, and his tone was so gentle that one almost ignored the hidden danger. "Nothing, I'm just a little curious. Have you really lost all your memories?"

"this one"

Hearing this, Onoue Takumi smiled and said lightly, "Do you really need to pretend when you have lost your memory? But seriously, if there's something I've forgotten, I'd really like someone to remind me."

With a smile on his face, Onoue Takumi shrugged his shoulders as he spoke, with an indifferent expression on his face, as if he didn't care about the confrontation in front of him at all.

His slightly narrowed eyes were always watching Xue Qian's every move, as vigilant as a beast ready to pounce. He knew that the man in front of him would never let go of any opportunity to attack.

Sure enough, in the next moment, a strange murderous aura suddenly flashed in the air!
In an instant, the two of them moved almost at the same time!

Oue Takumi completed the transformation in an instant, and his figure swept past like a gust of wind. His fist was wrapped in a biting gust of wind and hit Xue Qian's face directly.

Xue Qian was already prepared. With a flick of his wrist, his stinger flashed with an icy light, and he thrust forward to meet Oogami Takumi's attack. A punch and a thrust collided in mid-air with a bang!

The collision between the fist and the poisonous stinger made a crisp sound, and the air flow suddenly shook. The pedestrians around were instantly startled by the sudden shock wave and stopped in their tracks and retreated one after another.

After a short exchange of blows, neither gained any advantage, but both tacitly separated quickly after the collision and restored some distance.

Onoue Takumi shook his fist slightly, a meaningful smile on his lips: "It seems that you really don't plan to just have a simple chat."

Xue Qian retracted his stinger and clapped his hands gently, the smile on his face not fading: "You're not bad either, you react quite quickly."

There was a faint smell of gunpowder in the air, and the battle seemed to be about to break out.

"But I don't want to fight with you today."

Xue Qian smiled slightly, seeming to be very satisfied with Onoue Takumi's performance.

He took a few steps back, standing less than two meters away from Onoue, and said in a low yet calm voice: "Because I am not the protagonist."

Ooue Takumi shook his head slightly, still maintaining his nonchalant look. He drew his weapon and dispelled his transformation, his eyes gradually becoming serious. "What on earth are you trying to play?"

Xue Qian's smile deepened, and there was a hint of teasing in his eyes: "Don't be nervous, there is someone who really wants to meet you."

Onoue Takumi was startled when he heard this, but his facial expression did not change at all.

He put the apple back into the fruit basket, put his hands in his pockets, and asked casually, "Oh? Who is that person? Could it be a relative of mine before I lost my memory? You brought him here and transformed him into a Smasher?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are really smart."

Xue Qian didn't answer directly, but turned gently and made a gesture of invitation: "Follow me, you'll find out soon." Ooue Qiao raised an eyebrow slightly, his inner vigilance instantly reaching its peak, but he remained calm on the surface. He raised his foot to follow Xue Qian, as if just cooperating in the performance, but each step was steady and powerful.

Xue Qian's figure swept through the streets like a gust of wind. He kept accelerating, his footsteps light but carrying a fierce sense of oppression.

Onoue Takumi followed closely behind him, and although he still maintained his human form, his speed was no less than that of Xue Qian. The two of them, one in front and one behind, were like two intertwined shadows, shuttling through the streets of Dongdu.

Pedestrians dodged, feeling only the wind rushing past them, unable to discern the rapidly moving figure. Onoue Takumi kept a calm gaze, staring intently at the blood dive ahead, determined not to let it out of his sight.

The two walked from the bustling streets through the narrow alleys and finally came to a dilapidated abandoned factory.

Xue Qian paused, then nimbly leaped onto a pile of discarded metal components. He turned around with that familiar, meaningful smile on his face. "It seems you're following pretty closely."

Onoue Qiao stopped and stared at Xue Qian, then smiled: "You run quite fast, but I want to see what new tricks you are planning to play by bringing me here."

In a dark corner of the abandoned factory, Utsumi stood aside with an extremely solemn expression.

From time to time, he glanced at the young man beside him, who seemed particularly relaxed, even a little lazy. He leaned against the rusty metal frame with his hands in his pockets, a playful smile on his face.

"I said, didn't you say you wanted me to see my elder brother?"

The young man spoke in a casual tone, his eyebrows were very similar to Onoue Takumi's, even his smile was similar.

Uchihashi was already irritable, and after hearing his nonsense, he said with a slightly impatient tone: "So I told you to wait quietly."

The young man laughed heartily. Instead of restraining himself, he revealed an amused expression. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Strange, why are you even more nervous than me? Logically speaking, you're a member of the mysterious organization Faust, so why are you so clueless like a newcomer?"

Utsumi's expression turned even uglier. He seemed about to speak, but the young man continued to interrupt him: "Tsk tsk tsk, how interesting. You're the ones holding me hostage and planning to use me to threaten Big Brother, but why do you act like you're afraid to see him yourself?"

The young man suddenly changed the subject, a look of sudden enlightenment on his face: "I see, you're also an orphan from Nanba, right? Maybe you knew my eldest brother before, which is why you're so embarrassed."

"You talk so much!"

Utsumi interrupted abruptly, his tone filled with suppressed anger.

"That's it."

The smile on the young man's face became even wider, as if he didn't take the threat from the sea seriously at all.

He crossed his arms over his chest and said, "Since they are Nanba orphans, then we are family. This way, many things will become clearer."

After thinking for a while with his head down, a gleam of light flashed in the young man's eyes.

This meeting that Faust deliberately arranged may be related to the disappearance of his eldest brother.

Thinking of this, the young man leaned back to his original position. He had already undergone the Faust Nebula gas transformation surgery. Although his mind was still trying to control it, the brutal consciousness in his body was becoming increasingly difficult to control.

It was obvious that he wanted to become a slugger to restrain his elder brother.

Utsumi glanced at the young man and was quite shocked. Not only Handa, but even his brother had similar self-control ability?
(End of this chapter)