Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 6 Owe a Favor
The saying "a crane stands out among chickens" perfectly describes this scene.

In the darkness outside the gate, a person walked in, appearing in the dim lights of the casino and instantly attracting everyone's attention.

He was a giant over 1.9 meters tall, and you could tell from his face that he was no ordinary person.

He had slicked-back hair and wore a work shirt.

The muscular back, visible even through the clothes, has an unnatural bulge, which is a vital area for striking.

His fist, as big as a boulder, was covered with countless scars of all sizes.

Few would doubt the strength of men.

Komada – Nickname: Nioh!
As soon as the man appeared, the atmosphere in the entire underground casino was instantly ignited. No one paid any attention to the scarred thug who had been knocked unconscious, and all sorts of villains were extremely excited.

"What a terrifying physique! It's the real deal!"

"This was definitely worth the price of admission! What did the Mischievous Tooth Group do to become so successful? They actually managed to invite an active fighter from the Kengan Association!"

"Yahoo! [Nioh], I must kill this opponent today! I want to see rivers of blood flow!"

"..."

……

The atmosphere was like a heatwave, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

But even in this unusual atmosphere, there are still peaceful places, as if even the fiercest storms cannot shake them.

The junior leader could sense it—

The way Shiraki Shō and the three girls beside him looked at Komada, the Niō, showed excitement, doubt, and curiosity, but not fear or timidity!
"cut……"

The intense unease, coupled with the discomfort of Shiramu Cheng's arm around his shoulder, caused the leader to twist his body and break free from the arm on his shoulder.

"You've finally arrived. I'll go arrange the match now, and someone will come to find you in a bit!"

The junior leader, unwilling to linger, turned and left.

After the other party left, Garuda used the excuse of getting a drink to tacitly pull You Sha away, leaving Wu Fengshui and Bai Mucheng alone.

"Hey, boss!"

Wu Fengshui suddenly changed his form of address and greeted Bai Mucheng again, which surprised Bai Mucheng slightly.

"Why are you suddenly calling me boss..." Bai Mucheng pondered for a moment, then suddenly became alert and asked, "Is protecting You Sha a paid service?!"

"No, no, after all, she's Garuda's classmate. Protecting Arisa is a voluntary act!"

Wu Fengshui waved his hands repeatedly, but the smile in his heterochromatic eyes remained undiminished. "But if that's the case, you should know about the 'Wu Clan,' right?"

Bai Mucheng nodded.

Wu Fengshui then took out a slip of paper and waved it around. "In that case, an interesting piece of information related to you is priced at 500,000 yen. It's a grand opening promotion. What do you think?"

Bai Mucheng shook his head.

Wu Fengshui: "..."

Wu Fengshui: "Was the refusal so decisive?"

Bai Mucheng helplessly shrugged. "I am very interested in the Wu clan's intelligence, but I have no money and I can't afford it no matter what."

"But they refused too quickly; they should have at least tried to negotiate the price!"

Wu Fengshui rubbed his forehead and muttered under his breath, "I was originally planning to let you owe me first, since you can't pay me back anyway. Then I could use that as an excuse to investigate you further. Your 'technique' is quite interesting..."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mucheng's eyes twitched slightly.

As mercenary assassins, the Wu family is quite powerful and efficient, but being an assassin family, many of them have some issues with their thought processes and worldviews.

For example, the Wu clan has a tradition that dates back more than a thousand years. The Wu clan, who were born for martial arts, often had their children absorb the "physiological seeds" of famous martial artists in order to obtain excellent genes and fighting techniques from the outside, and to continuously improve themselves generation after generation.

One piece of information is that Garuda is not interested in Shiraki Sho; she probably prefers the type of Tokita Ohma, and will meet him sometime in the future.

Another piece of news is that Wu Fengshui seems to be very interested in Bai Mucheng—she didn't say "only fighting techniques."

"After all, he's my cousin's classmate's brother; we're all 'parents,' so don't be so formal!"

Wu Fengshui stood on tiptoe, put his arm around Bai Mucheng's shoulder, and said familiarly, "Consider this a favor you owe me. I'll just tell you the information directly."

Just as Bai Mucheng was about to consider it, he saw Wu Fengshui suddenly become serious and change the subject.

"This match—especially your opponent, Komada [Niou], his appearance fee is something that a small yakuza group like the Mikasa Group can't afford."

"Moreover, the nature of this match is strange. If you are still ill, the outcome will be completely predictable, even utterly uninteresting—you will be utterly crushed."

“Someone else paid Komada’s appearance fee, and the purpose was not simply to hold the competition.”

“I have found three related forces: the Teiai Group, a member company of the Kengan Association, and a foreign underground force.”

Wu Fengshui frowned slightly.

"The last one is the most hidden, and I even doubt its existence; it's just a 'possibility'."

"..."

Shiraki stroked his chin, gesturing, "And then?"

Wu Fengshui understood that Bai Mucheng was asking about his opponent in this battle, and continued to introduce him: "As for [Niou] Komada, he is a fighter hired by the Nogi Group, a Kengan newcomer with three wins in three battles, and he used to be a gangster, and he is very ruthless."

"Given that this is not a formal Kengan match, the possibility that Komada 'carried a weapon' cannot be ruled out."

Bai Mucheng understood and laughed, "Thanks!" Wu Fengshui grinned back, "Don't forget the favor you owe me!"

Bai Mucheng doesn't laugh.

……

……

After a short rest, men in black from the Teiai Group arrived and led Shiraki to see Komada.

This is a common meeting between the two sides before a fight, and it's also an excellent opportunity to heat up the atmosphere.

The lights in the casino center were turned on at maximum brightness.

Under the gaze of hundreds of people, Shiraki and Komada stood facing each other, their height and physique differences clearly visible.

Shiraki Sei, height 187cm, weight 94kg;

[Nioh] Komada Shigeru, height 192cm, weight 121kg;

In a proper fighting match, such a weight difference would make it impossible for the two fighters to stand on the same ring. Not only would the outcome be a foregone conclusion, but from a moral standpoint, the audience would also find it unacceptable.

But in the underground boxing matches of the underworld, once both sides step into the ring, there is no going back!

"The price offered by the organizer is very reasonable, but why is the competitor a complete newcomer?"

Komada crossed his arms, frowned in confusion, and looked at Shiraki Masaru. "Hey kid, where did you used to compete?"

"I run a family-run dojo and teach extracurricular classes."

Shiraki Shigeaki slightly raised his head, making no attempt to avoid Komada's gaze.

Upon hearing the answer, Komada's brows furrowed even more. "It's the debut battle?!"

He sighed dismissively, "Looks, physique... information about me is obvious. I'm clearly much stronger than you, yet you still dare to step into the ring?"

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Bai Mucheng asked in return, narrowing his eyes.

Perhaps sensing Komada's intense fighting spirit, Shiraki's mind also became active, his body gradually heated up, and Ryu's phantom appeared before his eyes again, throwing a straight punch at him once more.

—That was a punch that Shiramu Cheng still couldn't completely dodge!
Compared to that, the imposing presence of Komada's massive physique was insignificant, and he was far from being as "powerful" as he claimed.

Shiraki was lost in thought, while Komada sensed a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"Then... I understand."

Komada snapped his fingers and raised his chin. "Be prepared to stay in bed for a long time—maybe a lifetime."

……

……

"Komada is definitely a veteran; he's really getting the atmosphere going!"

Wu Fengshui sighed and watched from the sidelines with Garuda and You Sha.

With nothing else to do, they educated Arisa about "Kengan Fighting Techniques" and some common knowledge related to the Wu clan.

Such calm conversation is especially rare in an underground casino at this time.

But soon, the two sisters noticed that in a corner not far away, near a mahjong table, the atmosphere was also unusual, with an indescribable, extremely strong presence.

He leaned closer to listen in—

"Self-draw, Nine Lotus Lantern, Yakuman, 32,000 points, Reversal."

The man who played the card was a middle-aged man with silver hair, wearing a casual suit. His voice was deep and languid, yet had an indescribable sharpness.

Wu Fengshui and Garuda glanced at each other, then turned their attention to their opponent, both of them showing some surprise.

To think I'd run into an old acquaintance in this tiny underground casino!
He was an elderly man with long beard and hair, dressed in a men's kimono. His face was deeply wrinkled, and he was thin and small, yet he exuded a sense of vicissitude, danger, and even murderous intent.

—The “Chairman” who is in charge of the Kengan Association, the current head of the financial world, is named Katahara Metsudo!

He has a deep connection with the current patriarch of the Wu clan, and of course he recognizes Garuda and Wu Fengshui. He was also quite surprised that the two would appear here.

"Grandpa Miedang!"

Garuda rushed into the old man's arms, and Wu Fengshui greeted him afterward.

Mie Tang was in a great mood at the moment. He patted Garuda's head like an elder, waved to the uncle from the opposing side, and laughed heartily.

"Ho ho ho, I've lost again. I guess I'm hopeless when it comes to mahjong!"

But the white-haired uncle on the other side simply lit a cigarette and chuckled helplessly, "Don't joke around, this is just a pastime after dinner, it's not even a 'fun game'..."

"That's true. After all, the original plan for tonight was to go drinking. Sorry for dragging you here to keep this old man company!"

Mie Tang chuckled nonchalantly and introduced the three young women before him, "This is my drinking buddy—"

The white-haired man held a cigarette between his fingers and gestured with his hand.

"Akagi."

He smiled faintly and added his name, "Shigeru Akagi".

(End of this chapter)