Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 35 The Bitter Fruit Finally Reaps (Second Update)
Da da da……

Q-Lang ran wildly towards the stairwell, fleeing for his life.

Night Walker sighed, "The roles have shifted..."

To Ye Xing's surprise, Shigeru Akagi and Baku's side, Shiraki Sho, did not rush to take action.

Shiramu Cheng even found an open space, sat down and squatted, and occasionally practiced wrestling moves.

Is he warming up? For what?
Puzzled by what he saw, Baku found a chair, sat down, and began fiddling with the communication device left behind by Q-Daro.
While warming up, Shiraki Shonori explained, "The 'karma' left behind by Q-Daro is far more difficult to deal with than Q himself."

Are you talking about Rodham?

Nightwalker was even more puzzled: Could Rodham still be alive?

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Da da da……

Q-Lang ran all the way to the fifth-floor stairwell.

Turning his head, he saw that Shiramu Cheng had not immediately given chase, and Q-Daro couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Without the slightest hesitation, instead of fleeing downwards, he immediately stepped onto the stairs leading to the "sixth floor".

"Hahaha, what a bunch of idiots! I knew they were going to torture me, but they didn't even realize it..."

Q-Lang has already devised a plan.

There are many traps below, and there is no way out. The only way to survive is to go "up"!
On the sixth floor, there is a secluded little space used to store spare equipment and other miscellaneous items.

"Haha, only I know about that place. The Liar Eaters couldn't possibly be prepared for it!"

"Once we get a climbing rope, escaping from here will be a piece of cake!"

"..."

Q-Lang rushed to the north corner of the sixth floor, kicked a wooden board, and pulled out a large box from the back wall.

The box was opened, and everything inside was exactly as Q-Lang had predicted.

Just as he was about to act, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a spare display screen in the corner of the box, with a red dot flashing on it.

The screen displays the "locator" that Q-Dragon placed on Rodham, which shows Rodham's current floor.

Q-Long never expected that the display screen showed Rodm's current location as "the fifth floor"!
Wasn't Rodham shot and killed on the sixth floor?!
"..."

After much thought, Q-Lang came up with a possibility.

Neither Akagi Shigeru nor Madarame Baku were soldiers, so they might not be able to kill each other with a single shot.

It is very likely that after Rodham fell, the group became overconfident and hurriedly left!

After regaining consciousness, the injured Rodm wanted to go to the fifth floor to find himself, so he stumbled downstairs and is now wandering around the fifth floor!
Q-Lang restarted the communication device and asked tremblingly, "Ro...Rodm?"

{Gurgle—!}
A familiar low growl came from the other end of the headset.

Q-Long was overjoyed, "Oh...oh! Rodham, you were alright before? Can you still move?"

Rodham stammered in response, {I can't see...it hurts...but I can still move...}
Q-Lang pounded his chest and stamped his feet with joy, tears streaming down his face.

"Great! The advantage is in my hands!"

In that case, I have nothing to fear anymore; everyone in the fifth-floor office will die!
Although his eyes were corroded by acid, if it were just indiscriminate killing, Rodem wouldn't need to rely on his eyesight at all; instinct alone would suffice!
"Rodm, it doesn't matter if you can't see. Go and kill everyone on your floor. Slaughter every single one of them who makes a sound!"

{call--!}
Rodham exhaled a breath of hot air, followed by heavy footsteps.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Q-Lang couldn't stop laughing, but his expression suddenly froze and his ears twitched.

Did he hear it wrong?

Why were Rodham's footsteps becoming clearer and clearer, even seeming to be getting closer and closer?

Turning his head, Q-Lang was stunned and realized that it was not an illusion.

At the end of the passage, Rodham was running wildly towards the only living person who had spoken on the sixth floor—Q-Lan himself!

"What... Rodham!!"

Q-Lang's eyes widened in disbelief.

The locator clearly shows Rodm on the fifth floor!

Could it be that someone took the locator, making him mistakenly believe Rodham went to the fifth floor, when in fact Rodham is still on the sixth floor?
Luo—

Q tried to shout to stop Rodham as he charged at him, but it was too late.

In the blink of an eye, Rodham swept his fist across Q-Darling's nose and smashed into the wall beside him.

With a loud "boom," a large section of the wall caved in, leaving a ferocious fist-shaped imprint in the center.

The power of this punch was superhuman, comparable to a head-on collision with a motorcycle!
Q-Long could only roll and dodge, losing several hairs on his head, and almost had his head blown off by Rodm.

Rodham's next pursuit followed immediately.

run!
Without the slightest hesitation, Q-Lang ran away at breakneck speed.

But the noise from running attracted Rodm again, and he clung to Q like the Grim Reaper.

After turning a corner, Q saw a pile of metal frames and debris, so he seized the opportunity to overturn the frames and temporarily block Rodham.

"Ha—ha! Rodham... Rodham, stop—"

boom!boom!
Before Q-Lang could finish speaking, two bullets suddenly shot in from outside the window.

While Rodham was still in a daze, two bullets grazed his ears, one on the left and one on the right, leaving two streaks of blood.

The bullets exploded at close range, temporarily deafening Rodm, who couldn't hear Q-Lan's words at all. He was only focused on chasing down the person in front of him and charged forward again.

"Ee... Ee-ee-ee-ee?!"

Q-Lang was immediately terrified and completely lost his composure.

The one who was able to seize such a good opportunity and make such a precise sniping shot was none other than Wu Fengshui, a guns whiz from the Wu clan.

She heard through Shiraki Cheng's earphones about Q-Darlang's massacre of villagers and his taking away children for human experiments, which fueled her anger.

So in the end, Wu Fengshui gave Q-Lang two bullets—so that Rodham couldn't hear Q-Lang's voice.

"Go to hell, you scum!"

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Fifth floor, office.

"it's over……"

Hearing the loud footsteps coming from upstairs, Ye Xing put his hands behind his back and sighed softly, "Lord Ninefold is doomed—he will be killed by Rodm, whom he personally trained."

"……not necessarily."

Bai Mucheng, who was standing next to him, suddenly spoke up. He was still squatting to warm up and keep the temperature of his muscles.

"You can't lie to the Liar."

Shiraki nodded towards the direction of the Baku, and gestured to Yoru, "We've already said goodbye to 'Rodm.' If Q-Daro can realize this—he might still be able to hold onto 'life.'"

"Hmm?" Ye Xing was slightly taken aback. When the battle was decided earlier, he did hear Shiraki Cheng and Akagi Shigeru say "goodbye" and "farewell" to Rodem one after the other.

But Rodham is still alive.

So, weren't those two sentences meant to mislead Q-Lang? What do you mean by "not lying"?

As they walked through the night, puzzled, a shrill scream suddenly came from upstairs.

"Wow—Aaaaaaah!"

The sound was deafening, filled with extreme anger and violence, striking straight to the heart.

"..."

He walked at night, squinting in deep thought.

The one capable of making such a roar was naturally Rodham upstairs, but upon closer listening, it sounded a bit strange.

There was a sense of confusion... even grievance in that voice.

Suddenly, Ye Xing even felt that Rodham was about to "cry".

Rodham? The murderous monster from the abandoned building—crying? Are you kidding me!
……and many more!
Startled awake in the night, he looked up abruptly and realized he had overlooked someone—the other personality within Rodm, the true owner of that body.

The one who roared was Maruk!

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Upstairs, on the sixth floor.

The surrounding area was a mess, and Maruk had long since stopped the pursuit, standing there in a daze.

"Ah...ah..."

Maruk rubbed his ears, and his hearing, which had been affected by the bullets, gradually returned.

He stammered, "Father...Father, who...am I?"

"Is he...father's son? Or Rodham, who helped his father kill?"

Maruk felt his head was in a mess.

After being briefly subdued by Shiraki and others, Baku Madarame put an earpiece on Maruk and connected him to Shigeru Akagi.

Therefore, Maruk heard what Q-Lang said.

Q said that he attacked several battlefield villages, killed the adults, and left the children to conduct human experiments. Maruk was the only surviving test subject.

The words in these sentences kept swirling in Maruk's mind.

He recalled Q-Lang's twisted smile when they first met, and the words he had spoken to him.

"Alright, Maruk, let's go. From today onwards, I am your father."

"...Wait, that's not right!"

Maruk burst into tears, the tears streaming down his face and gradually washing away the cleaning agent that was affecting his eyesight.

“I… am not Maruk, nor Rodham…”

"Ah—ah! You liar, who am I! Tell me!"

Swish!Swish!
Maruk continued to swing his fists, slamming them against the surrounding walls repeatedly, even causing cracks to appear on the entire wall and brick fragments to fall continuously.

However, no one will answer Maruk's question.

Q-Lang still didn't realize that Rodm, who was chasing him, was gone, replaced by the dazed Maruk.

In a state of extreme terror and confusion, Q-Lang panicked and jumped from the sixth floor of the building, ultimately falling to his death with a thud.

"Ah—woo..."

Looking at the empty space in front of him, Maruk bit his lip until it bled, clenched his fists and roared, "Waaaaah!"

Because of human experimentation, Maruk is extremely strong in combat, but his mind is that of a child.

In his extreme confusion and pain, Maruk's brain activated its self-protection mechanism, driving his body to vent his frustrations and smash everything around him!
Thump! Boom! Crash...

At this moment, Maruk was like a child abandoned by his parents, who could only resort to tantrums to protect himself as much as possible.

……

……

Listening to the commotion upstairs, Baku sighed softly.

"Q-Long wouldn't have been killed by Maruk, but he planted his own 'karma' by not believing that Rodm would let him go, and ultimately died because of his own 'karma'."

"indeed so."

Ye Xing nodded, narrowing his eyes slightly, and said, "In short, Q-Darlang is dead, and the outcome of this gamble will be decided between Lord Baku and Lord Akagi."

At this point, Ye Xing couldn't help but laugh, "To be honest, I'm more looking forward to the match between the two of you than Q-Lang."

"Haha, Mr. Nightwalker, you're in high spirits." Baku chuckled a few times, then looked up. "But, is it really a good idea to let Maruk go crazy upstairs like this?"

"..."

Nightwalker thought to himself, "As expected. After all, Baku's target is Rodem's strength, so there's no reason for him to give up so easily."

If they want to subdue the out-of-control Maruk, besides Ye Xing, only one other person present has a chance...

"Hehe, that's all we can do."

Akagi Shigeru, a cigarette dangling from his lips, looked at Shiraki Sei—who had already warmed up and walked to the office door. "The rest is up to you, Sei-kun. Let me see your boxing match one more time."

"……OK!"

Bai Mucheng raised his fist and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Nightwalker understood the thoughts of that [person from the Divine Realm].

Compared to the lyricist who has ulterior motives, it is much stranger for Shigeru Akagi to stay here, as it does not conform to the rumors about his personality.

However, if Akagi Shigeru's purpose was to witness the outcome of the battle between Shiraki Shō and Maruk, then it would make sense.

The reason is simple—as a "notary," Ye Xing himself wanted to see it for himself.

Putting aside the gambling, the fighting, the conspiracies and tricks, and putting Shiraki Cheng and Maruk side by side, which side is stronger?
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Sixth floor.

Shiraki Shigeaki came up the stairs, stepped out of the shadows, and into the moonlit corridor, where he came into Maruk's view.

Maruk's fists were bleeding, he was panting heavily, and his eyes were bloodshot. "Who...am I?"

Shiramu Cheng took off his shirt, revealing well-defined muscles, and scratched his head helplessly.

"Um, sorry, I don't know who you are."

He spread his arms wide, striking a Zangief-style fighting stance, his movements far more skillful than a few minutes earlier.

Bai Mucheng exhaled a breath of hot air, "But we can try to think about 'how to live'..."

　The third update will be at 6:30 sharp. After all the adjustments are complete, the next chapter will be about finishing the abandoned building and starting a new chapter!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)