Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 208 Let's pretend nothing happened~
Mr. Yamashita——

Male, 56 years old, 167cm tall, 64kg.

He is honest and upright, with a family to support.

Nogi Group Publishing House, Sales Section 2, ordinary employee, 34 years of service.

In other words-

He is an ordinary person that you can find anywhere in society!

However, tonight, this "ordinary person" seemed to have had a long dream and was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"..."

What he just experienced—was it a fight? A brawl? Or a chaotic battle?

Whatever it was, when the man with his hair tied up asked Yamashita Kazuo to help take the wounded to the hospital, Yamashita Kazuo agreed without hesitation.

There is no other reason——

Facing the four people before him, Yamashita Kazuo clearly felt the "highest respect" as a man!
……

……

Retsukaioh carried the unconscious Tokita Ohma on his back, with Shiraki supporting him on his shoulders.

Yamashita Kazuo was responsible for helping Rihito.

The group of five returned to the same hospital, startling everyone in the ward.

How come Bai Mucheng was seriously injured again so soon after he left?
Moreover, why did they bring back the seriously injured Rihito and a comatose young man with seaweed-like hair?
By the way, who is that office worker?

"..."

Everyone was confused when several emergency room doctors arrived and provided emergency treatment to the three injured people.

Lie Haiwang nodded his thanks, then took out his phone and went outside to contact the doctor, "Yingchu," asking him to come back for an extra night shift and to conduct further diagnosis and treatment.

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Inside the ward, Rito lay on the bed, lifting her blood-soaked clothes to ask the doctor to treat the stab wound under her right rib.

Even with his robust physique, after suffering such severe injuries and losing so much blood, his face was deathly pale, and his left eye, which had been hit by a pebble, was almost completely closed.

"It hurts so much—!"

Rito gritted her teeth and endured it, then turned to greet her other friends to distract herself, "Hey! Lalma, Gaolang, and Fengshui-chan—what a coincidence, you three!"

"..."

Although it was extremely rude to call His Majesty by his name, Gaolang was willing to forgive Rihito this time, given that he had been seriously injured.

Moreover, Gaolang keenly noticed that Rito's expression was somewhat downcast, as if he was troubled, but he was just putting on a normal act.

Was it because they were defeated?

Gaolang raised an eyebrow, his deadpan eyes fixed on Shiramu Cheng. "So, what happened?"

"I ran into Li Ren fighting when I went out, and then..."

Bai Mucheng lay on the hospital bed, asking the doctor to help stop the bleeding on his back, while recounting everything that had just happened.

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outside the ward.

Kazuo Yamashita peered curiously into the ward through the glass door.

So many people!

While pondering, Lie Haiwang had already contacted Ying Chu and turned to thank Yamashita Kazuo.

"I'm causing trouble for you."

Retsukai-oh shook hands with Yamashita Kazuo, saying, "For the clothes stained with blood, you can send the bill to the Shinshin-kai—I will pay for it."

"Ah, it's okay..."

Yamashita Kazuo didn't seem to care, but his expression was somewhat apprehensive.

Looking into the man's eyes, Yamashita Kazuo mustered his courage and asked, "Please tell me... your name!"

Lie Haiwang smiled and replied, "Lie Haiwang, my real name is Lie Yongzhou."

Upon hearing this, Yamashita Kazuo couldn't help but swallow hard.

Retsu Kaioh, Rito, Tokita Ohma, and that "Shiraki"—just hearing their names makes them sound incredibly powerful...

Yamashita Kazuo was sweating with nervousness and was about to leave when he heard Retsukaiou ask softly, "So, may I ask who you are...?"

Yamashita Kazuo immediately tensed up and was somewhat at a loss.

But seeing Retsu Kaioh's serious gaze, Yamashita Kazuo mustered his courage—"My name is: Yamashita Kazuo!"

"Thank you, Mr. Yamashita."

Retsu nods and returns to the ward to care for the wounded.

"..."

Yamashita paused, then suddenly felt a strange sense of relief. The bloodstains on his clothes and tomorrow's work seemed less troubling.

How is this going?

When Yamashita Kazuo left, he was still curious and couldn't help but sigh.

These people are all amazing!

But anyway... we probably won't see each other again, right?

Maybe?
……

……

When Yingchu arrived, she worked an extra night shift, happily suturing human bodies and tricking the person in charge into signing a "body donation consent form".

And so, the next day arrived.

Around noon, the ward was quite lively.

Those who were injured and wounded: Shiraki Sei, Rito, Kaoran, Guji Katsumi, and Tokita Ohma;

Those in charge of looking after them included Wu Fengshui, Lie Haiwang, King Larma XIII, and You Sha, who arrived later.

Eight of them were chatting and exchanging ideas, while only Tokita Ohma remained lying down, still unconscious.

"..."

When Rito woke up, he was as carefree as ever, but his expression still seemed a little down.

"A gloomy face won't help."

Gaolang spoke up, asking Rihito, "So, what's your opinion on Liu Longguang's martial arts skills?"

Li Ren thought about it carefully.

"Although I can climb walls easily, that guy's moves are just too bizarre!"

He was distressed by his repeated defeats, but also worried that his friend would suffer a loss. He held up his left hand and gestured, "He just slammed his hand against the wall, and his whole hand got sucked up!"

"like this……"

Li Ren demonstrated by slapping his palm against his thigh, producing a crisp sound—

Snapped!
This sound was similar to the sound of Liu Longguang's empty palm striking someone's face.

Even the unconscious Tokita Ohma twitched his ears upon hearing the voice.

...Slap! In a daze, Wang Ma seemed to have been struck by empty air once again.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling of the ward, but it seemed that he was in a state of "sleep paralysis" and could not move or even make a sound.

"..."

Before Wang Ma's eyes flashed Liu Longguang's cold face, and a familiar whisper echoed in his mind.

"Wang Ma, you can't win now, you'll only be killed by him!"

? !
Wang Ma's eyes darted around, his pupils bloodshot, staring intently at the person beside him.

Beside the hospital bed stood a long-haired middle-aged man, looking down at her with a faint smile.

That man was none other than Oma's master, the man who taught Oma the "Niko-ryu" style, and also a deceased man—Tokita Niko!

"Incredible, isn't it? Of course, this is just your imagination; other people can't see it."

Erhu got up and paced back and forth in the ward.

He passed by Shiraki Sei, Yuji Katsumi, Gaolang, and Retsukai-oh, and finally returned to the illusion of Ryu Ryu-kwang, showing those people to Ohma one by one.

"You can't beat them right now because you haven't become the person you used to be."

"But once you turn back, what awaits you is true 'death'."

"Do you want to shed your shackles? What awaits you might be an endless hell?"

"..."

The words of his deceased master echoed in Wang Ma's ears, and the stimulation from the memory of the empty palm caused Wang Ma's whole body to tremble violently, making the entire hospital bed creak.

"He's just spouting nonsensical nonsense..."

Wang Ma took a deep breath, suddenly sat up in bed, and shouted sharply, "Disappear, Erhu!!"

This loud shout startled everyone else in the ward.

"Wow!"

Wu Fengshui nudged Bai Mucheng with his elbow, "Look, what an excited person he is!"

Bai Mucheng: "Indeed."

Wu Fengshui added, "Being able to see the people in one's mind already shows an imagination beyond that of ordinary people."

Shiramu Cheng: "...Indeed."

"..."

Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui chatted back and forth, occasionally exchanging a few jokes.

Wang Ma was already emotionally agitated, and recalling the humiliating defeat of the previous night and the mockery from his opponents, he couldn't help but feel angry and his emotions almost spiraled out of control.

He jumped out of bed with a whoosh, threw on some clothes, and was about to set off to seek revenge on the middle-aged man.

"..."

At this moment, Katsumi Oji reached out to stop him, and said with a smile, "Brother, my friend is about to go make lunch. Why don't you eat before you leave?"

Wang Ma knew this was a friendly invitation and was about to politely decline when a sudden impulse welled up inside him, which then transformed into a surging fighting spirit.

He stared intently at Katsumi, his eyes wide, and said, "You want to fight me too?"

"Well……"

Katsumi raised an eyebrow, scratched his head, and chuckled dryly, "Is this a provocation? But you seem to be a bit confused."

Katsumi was struggling with how to appease her when suddenly a figure flashed by—

Snapped.

With a gentle chop to the back of Wang Ma's neck, a "thud" was heard, and the conscious Wang Ma fell unconscious again.

Immediately, a familiar middle-aged man's voice came through.

"Wow, this guy's fighting spirit is terrifying! Is he the guy who challenged us and he's already in the hospital room?"

Yu Di Dubu poked his head out.

He withdrew his hand, still holding the gifts in his other hand, and glanced around the room with his one eye, laughing, "So, who's this young man going to challenge? Sorry, I beat him to it!"

"..."

Katsumi paused for a moment, then stepped forward and explained in a low voice, "Dad, this is also a wounded soldier who was attacked, but he's a bit agitated."

Doppa: "..."

Doppa: "..."

Doppa: "..."

He picked up the unconscious Wang Ma, gently placed him back on the hospital bed, covered him with a blanket, and then made a "shh" gesture to the others, blushing slightly.

"Everyone, let's forget what just happened and pretend nothing occurred~~~"

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When Wang Ma woke up again, it was already lunchtime.

He wasn't quite sure why he suddenly wanted to challenge the "strongest person in front of him".

He had no idea how he had just fainted; perhaps his injuries from last night hadn't healed yet?

Regardless, the medicinal cuisine prepared by that "Sea King" did indeed taste very good and helped restore physical strength.

"..."

After having lunch, Wang Ma thanked everyone in the ward and then left in silence.

And after he walked out of the hospital—

At the street corner, a middle-aged man with slicked-back hair suddenly called out to Wang Ma.

The middle-aged man was accompanied by a female secretary and a middle-aged employee.

The middle-aged employee was sweating profusely with nervousness, as if he still didn't understand why he was there.

Wang Ma recognized the middle-aged employee's face; they had met briefly the previous night and overheard him chatting at lunch. It seemed his name was "Yamashita Kazuo".

"Nice to meet you, Tokita Ohma."

The middle-aged man at the head of the group shook hands with Ohma. "I am Nogi Hideki, the president of the Nogi Group. The other two are Akiyama Kaede and Yamashita Kazuo."

"So, have you heard of Kengan Sports?"

"..."

The path of destiny known as [Asura] has begun to quietly extend.

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Inside the hospital ward.

Katsumi Oji sat cross-legged on the hospital bed, looking at Doppo Oji who had come to visit him. "Hey old man, do you think I can't tell? Stop keeping me in suspense, what's the latest news?"

"Katsumi, you've learned to read people's expressions now!"

Upon hearing this, Dubu laughed and said leisurely, "I've found Dorian's hideout."

Shiraki Cheng sensed the hidden meaning in Doppo's words and asked expectantly, "And then?"

Doppo grinned. "He's not here, so I left him a letter—a challenge."

(End of this chapter)