Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 230 The Metropolitan Police Department's Special Medicine

This luxurious international hotel has nineteen floors.

The presidential suite where Sikorsky and others were staying was located on the upper-middle section—the twelfth floor.

Just now, a loud "boom" was heard.

Suddenly, a violent explosion occurred on the entire seventeenth floor, shattering all the window glass and wisps of white smoke rising from it, but no flames ignited.

Wow…

Fragments of glass and window frames fell like raindrops from a great height to the ground, eliciting screams from passersby.

Without a doubt, this was a premeditated terrorist attack!
Even though the Sherpa Society's evacuation efforts were swift, there were still some people who couldn't evacuate in time.

The guests and staff on the seventeenth floor were all driven to the eighteenth floor early on and, together with the people on the eighteenth floor, were held captive there as "hostages".

There are about 20 people in total.

The man who occupied the nineteenth floor was the hooded man who had taken the elevator earlier; he was carrying explosives, guns, and knives.

Among the hostages under house arrest were several members of the Divine Heart Society.

After a brief assessment, they found that the hooded man was very well prepared and that a rash escape would only result in him being shot. So they calmed the other hostages down.

"...Hmph, a smart choice."

The hooded man sat on a folding chair in the distance, holding a shotgun in one hand and taking out his cell phone with the other, dialing the Metropolitan Police Department.

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at the same time.

The Metropolitan Police Department building, inside the conference room.

Superintendent Sonoda Morio is standing in front of a round table, presiding over this secret meeting, which is attended by many prominent figures.

Deputy Director "Hidenobu Nago", USA Deputy Chief of Justice "John Spencer", FBI Director "Battery Allen", former KGB official "Valentine Sokolov", and UK Criminal Court Chief "Joris Norton".

These heavyweight figures in the police force gathered together, most of them related to the prisons where death row inmates were located, to discuss the "death row intrusion incident" and the recently stirring IDEAL and the Bug organization.

"Please check the document and confirm."

Sonoda explained in a deep voice: "Currently, both criminals, Spek and Dorian, have been arrested and brought to justice."

"Three suspects remain at large, and the Metropolitan Police Department is conducting a full-scale search."

"Among them, Sikorsky's whereabouts have been located. He has planned a kidnapping, which is being handled by a special team."

As Sonoda said this, he frowned and clenched his fist, "We spent a lot of time on these people, but it was all in vain, and we even lost several people."

“I am not questioning you about why you let them escape from prison.”

"We just hope that everyone can help us!!"

This tough-guy superintendent placed his hands on the conference table and looked intently at the people in front of him.

Ultimately, it was former KGB official Sokolov who spoke first, looking at FBI Director Bart.

As the saying goes, "fight poison with poison."

“Mr. Bart, I’ve heard that there’s a remarkable prisoner in Arizona State Prison—he recently came to Tokyo.”

"He is a criminal, yet he can freely enter and leave the prison. Even monitoring him can only rely on reconnaissance satellites that operate 24 hours a day."

"And speaking of his life in prison—"

Before he could finish speaking, Bart frowned and interrupted, "Mr. Sokolov, it seems you are well aware of the shame our United States has suffered..."

"Let's consider this suggestion as a miracle cure; it might indeed have a miraculous effect."

"But, for us police to ask criminals for help—no matter how urgent the situation, it still doesn't make sense."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Sokolov let out a strange laugh. "You just admitted it, didn't you? This method is indeed remarkably effective! Besides, he himself has already arrived in Tokyo!"

Bart sighed helplessly, "That was to detain 'Dorian'—it was a prison operation. You have no idea how terrifying the monster 'Olive' is!"

"..."

The meeting reached a stalemate as everyone argued their points.

Just then, a police officer burst into the conference room, bringing news of the hotel bombing attack.

At the same time, it also brought the only request of the murderer—the hooded man.

"I heard 'that man' has also come to Tokyo." In the recorded phone call, the hooded man's voice was deep and filled with cold killing intent.

"Have him come in person..."

"I'll make that monster who ruined my life—Olive—stand before me! I'll make him regret it!"

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External turmoil continues.

A disturbance had also broken out inside the hotel building.

IDEAL's original plan was to take control of the entire building immediately after the hooded man launched the bombing attack, and then kidnap Hina Hongo.

Whatever fate befell the hooded man, or whether his revenge against Oliva was successful, was irrelevant to IDEAL.

But they never expected to encounter the "Insect Organization".

As criminal organizations in the underworld, IDEAL and the Bug Organization have had a few clashes, but none of them were direct conflicts, and they don't know much about each other.

Unexpectedly, this time, we ran into them right in front of the hotel!

Boom——!
Following the explosion on the seventeenth floor, both IDEAL and the Insect Organization launched an operation to search for Hina Hongo's exact location.

As for the issue of holding hostages under house arrest, it was not within the scope of consideration for either side, so they didn't pay much attention to it and were too lazy to care if the hostages didn't resist.

Time is of the essence; we must find Hongo Hime's whereabouts before the other side does!
When that time comes, the two sides will most likely go to war over the chemical weapons in the possession of Hina Hongo.

"..."

The strange balance of power continues to be maintained delicately.

third floor.

An IDEAL assassin squad and a mercenary squad from the Bug organization—each with seven or eight members—meet in a T-shaped corridor.

The two team leaders exchanged a glance, then looked away, remaining wary of each other as they prepared to continue searching the rooms.

But at that moment, a man and a woman came up from the other side of the T-shaped corridor—the stairs—and their presence was quite strong.

The woman was dressed in a neat tactical uniform, carrying a military knife, and also had a holster at her waist.

The man beside him, dressed in ordinary trousers and a T-shirt, was unarmed, yet he was so captivating that it was impossible not to look at him, as if he were the more dangerous one.

"Huh? It's an indoor battle in a confined space..."

Wu Fengshui observed his surroundings and reminded him, "Bai Muqin, this is different from fighting in the arena. Your physical advantage will be reduced, and your moves will be restricted."

Bai Mucheng nodded. "I understand."

The ink swirls around me, and my "master" is also giving me a reminder:
Pay close attention to environmental factors such as space, visibility, and lighting; do not be careless.
It must be swift, sharp, and precise.
Bai Mucheng's eyes trembled, and several bloodshot veins pulled at his pupils. "Okay."

All engines are running!

No matter what Wu Fengshui and his master said, Bai Mucheng accepted it all, memorized it all, and repeatedly considered the next strategy in his mind.

[The Intent to Kill] See Through It!
Facing a dozen or so criminals, with only a few meters between them, the choice of fighting style born from the intent to kill lay before them.

But no matter what choice Shiraki makes, one idea will never change—

He wanted to give it a try.

Whether it's indoor warfare in a confined space or a battlefield where environmental factors need to be considered—he wants to experience it all for himself!
"Great, fantastic!"

boom!
Bai Mucheng delivered a high sweeping kick, breaking a mercenary's finger, then stomped on his pistol before sliding forward.

Swish-!
In the blink of an eye, Shiramu Cheng had already stepped forward alone, standing between IDEAL and the Insect Organization—two teams of criminals.

At such close range, unless they are professional soldiers who have received strict orders, ordinary mercenaries would worry about accidentally injuring themselves and would find it difficult to take advantage of the firepower of firearms.

"laugh--!"

Bai Mucheng exhaled a breath of hot air and murmured softly:

"If I want that master to teach me, I still have to rely on real combat experience; that's just her style."

"Urban special operations, combat inside buildings, close-quarters fighting, numerous enemies, a large arsenal, and the uncertainty of where the next attack will come from..."

"These are all disadvantages that I could have foreseen."

Bai Mucheng's bloodshot eyes darted around as he looked at the two team leaders beside him. He hunched over slightly, his voice hoarse, and encouraged them with a smile:
"Keep it up, don't let me down..."

(End of this chapter)