I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 95 Melee - Part [-]

"The sword was so fast and so hard, it hurt me."

Shusaku Yichuan took off the white scarf from his forehead, and wiped away the blood from the earholes. Fortunately, his hearing was still there. The speed of the sword just now can cut bullets at will, right?

"Everyone, let's go together! The bonus can be shared equally, and I won't take any money."

After realizing the gap between the two, Shusaku Yichuan no longer had the confidence to fight one-on-one, and shouted loudly, the surrounding gangsters who couldn't hold back the green-haired Ruotou offering a bounty of 1000 million yen came forward again without talking about martial arts , there is also a powerful Shusaku Yichuan hidden in the middle.

You are so mean!

Fujii Shu commented on this guy, one-on-one and group fights if he loses, it's too pragmatic!

The two swords swung out at the same time, one from the left and the other from the right, chopping down one person, stabbing another person, and there was a sound of piercing behind him, and Fujii, who had no time to dodge, resisted a slash of cassock, which was much stronger than ordinary gangsters.

Fujii looked back, and Shusaku Ikawa hid himself in the crowd after a successful sneak attack. He was very patient and could slowly torture his opponent.

It won't work if it goes on like this.

Even if the body is different from ordinary people, it is still a body of flesh and blood. After being attacked a few times, Fujii guesses that even standing will be a problem, and Shusaku Yichuan must be solved as soon as possible.

As thoughts flowed, several gangsters rushed forward at the same time. Fujii tree cut horizontally with his right hand and hit the waist of the row of enemies, knocking them down instantly.

Shusaku Ikawa's sneak attack came unexpectedly, and fell on Fujii's calf. Fujii bent his knee in pain. Before kneeling down, he supported his body with the bamboo sword in his left hand, raised the tip of his right sword, and shook it for a circle, scaring him. Retired a circle of gangsters who were about to make trouble.

No matter how strong an individual is, it is difficult to deal with dozens of times the number of enemies, plus me, we will win!

Shusaku Yichuan re-estimated Fujii's combat power, and he received two blows in a row. If it was a real sword, Fujii would have been on the road to hell long ago.

Well, the next attack will completely defeat you!
He patiently hid in the crowd, watching Fujii tree chopping down dozens of people in a row, taking advantage of the moment when he was recovering his strength from breathing, he flew from behind and fell straight to Fujii tree's neck.

It's you who are waiting!
Pretending to be exhausted, Fujii turned around and held Shusaku Ikawa's Flying Slash, kicked his opponent's abdomen, and flew into the air, ignoring the bastard bamboo sword that hit him from behind, and slashed diagonally with his left hand. go.

"Snapped!"

Shusaku Yi Chuan, who was in mid-air, blocked the blow, but a long black shadow suddenly enlarged in front of him, and landed heavily on his cheek.

It was Fujii Shu's right-hand sword, which cut Shusaku Yichuan in mid-air and fell to the ground with both human and sword. When the sword was drawn back, it was already dyed red.

Shusaku Yichuan, who landed on the ground, fainted immediately, stepped on several feet of the crowd who rushed forward, and then submerged under the crowd.

Damn, 800 million yen wasted!
Lu Mao Ruotou, who was watching the battle, was no longer calm. More than half of the 100 people he brought had fallen, and there were more than 40 left. If the rules of the Sumiyoshi Association were not particularly strict, these subordinates would have dispersed.

Reaching for his arms, he didn't bring a pistol. They all had the worst plan of being caught in this operation, so he didn't bring this kind of contraband.

"Hoo, hoo—!"

Turning over to avoid a burst of slashing, the panting Fujii tree held a gangster by the neck, and with the other hand chopped down a guy who was trying to sneak attack. After fighting for so long, he was almost out of strength, relying on the gangster he was holding, Barely remained standing.

At this time, the middle courtyard was full of screaming or unconscious gangsters. He held the gangsters in the corridor connecting the front yard and the middle courtyard, and there were more than 30 people around him, which was really troublesome.

"You shouldn't be from the Ichikawa Gym, right? If you're sensible, I'll pay you 500 million yen to heal your wounds and let you go."

Seeing that Fujii tree was about to be knocked down, Ruomao Ruotou, who felt sorry for the 1000 million yen bounty, interrupted the conversation at the right time, which could save half of the money, and spread his reputation of respecting the strong, killing two birds with one stone.

"Brother, we can..."

The gangsters around him spoke one after another, finally exhausting the monster's physical strength, isn't the green-haired Ruotou's move too damaging?

"How is it? Are you excited?"

Lu Mao Ruotou ignored the opinions of his subordinates, drew closer, and persuaded step by step.

Fujii tree has not recovered, he is recovering his physical strength, his physique is [-] times that of ordinary people, and his recovery ability is far beyond ordinary people.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lumao Ruotou thought that he was acquiescing, and then approached, seven steps, five steps, three steps, and suddenly swung his sword to attack Fujii Shu's head.

Humph, I don't want to pay a penny!

Thinking of this, the green-haired Ruotou watched his attack getting closer and closer to the target with a ferocious expression, he really thought he was some kind person!

Fujii, who had recovered half of his physical strength, turned sideways to the hostage gangster who was acting as a human shield, and the green-haired attack hit the unlucky guy hard on the head, and he fell unconscious on the spot.

And Fujii tree got out from behind the fallen bastard, and with a stab from bottom to top, he pressed against Lu Maoruotou's throat and fell straight down. If he didn't hold back a little strength, this guy's throat would have shattered.

"Asshole, let's go together!"

The rule of the Sumiyoshi Association is to fight to the death without retreating, otherwise something will be cut on the body. The remaining 30 or so gangsters gritted their teeth and rushed forward, fighting fiercely in the narrow corridor.

In the quaint Edo-style corridors, from time to time, someone broke through the fragile paper windows and doors, fell into the house, or turned over and was cut off, fell into the gravel path outside the corridor, and fell directly on the corridor, either really or Fake unconsciousness.

A quarter of an hour later, in the more than 20-meter-long corridor, the defeated were lying here and there, and on the opposite side of the Fujii tree who was alone, there were three trembling gangsters left.

"You, you! Don't come here!"

"We have already called the police, and the police will be here soon."

The three gangsters couldn't hold their weapons steadily, and kept backing away. Fujii threw away the broken bamboo sword in his right hand, replaced the bamboo sword in his left hand with his right hand, and approached the three of them step by step. He didn't intend to let the rest of the gangsters go. .

Raising his hand, swinging his sword, he chopped down the gangster on the left who called the police with his mobile phone. Fujii smiled unexpectedly, even though he was in pain all over, he didn't feel well.

"You guys, you must be the ones with the underground forces, right? Aren't you usually crazy?"

He didn't have the slightest affection for these dregs of society. He bullied men and women, lent usury, and forced women who borrowed money to go to sea to make movies. Such disgusting things are too numerous to mention.

When I met me today, I was still in self-defense, and it was justice!

He raised the red-stained bamboo sword high and was about to drop it when there were hurried footsteps behind him and a stern reprimand.

"Put down your weapons, we are patrol officers!"

Turning around and looking, a policewoman in her 30s led a young policewoman who was obviously a newcomer, pulled out her stun gun, and stared at him nervously. When their eyes met, the two both backed away Step by step, more nervous.

Such a young boy looks like a high school student.

The older policewoman Rie Watanabe, after looking up and down, thought of it with uncertainty.

　Shinnosuke: Please give me more monthly tickets, I'm hungry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)