Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 27: Inhuman
The office of Q-Lang is on the fifth floor of the building.

The area outside the door was a complete mess.

The masked man, known as "Rodm," held a knife in his left hand and his right hand, with his five fingers gripping the wall, crouched on the side wall, supporting his muscular body with only one hand.

"Huh...huh..."

Rodham was breathing heavily, and hot breaths poured out of the mask's breathing port.

That extremely abnormal posture revealed inhuman violence and aggression, even the well-informed Night Walker couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Haha, you're in good shape..."

Seeing the change in Nightwalker's expression, Q-Long was very pleased and urged Rodham at the door, "First, go to the sixth floor and hunt down those three failed idiots!"

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"Hey, wait!"

An urgent shout came through Q-Lang's communication channel.

The one who spoke was one of the three mercenaries on the sixth floor—the relatively short one, whose neck had been broken by Shiramu Cheng's kick and who had been choked unconscious.

He had just woken up when he heard Q-Daro's words through his earphones, so he disregarded his unconscious lower body and quickly stopped him.

"Old man, this isn't what we agreed on before!"

The thought of "Rodm" completely panicked the short mercenary. "It's not at the point where we need 'it' to take action yet. Anyway, I'll find a way to kill him and make that guy stop!"

"What an incurable idiot!" Q-Long's expression darkened. "He's already been beaten to a pulp, and he still has the nerve to haggle..."

The short mercenary quickly retorted, "Don't talk nonsense! They were very vigilant, there wasn't a single flaw! And you saw that man's strength too, he was practically superhuman!"

"so……"

Q-Long chuckled slyly, "I've given you an extra man; you should thank me properly!"

"Hello--

Before the short mercenary could say anything more, Q-Long changed the communication frequency, cutting off the four mercenaries' contact.

"..."

The short mercenary was covered in cold sweat. He gritted his teeth, climbed to the corner of the wall, turned on his communicator again, and contacted the slick-haired mercenary who had been taken away by Bai Mucheng and the others.

"Hey, can you hear me!"

Upon hearing the channel connect, the short mercenary quickly said to the other end, "Let's talk? The first, second, and third floors have the most traps, which I know very well. I'll lend you a hand!"

"Whether you want me to turn myself in later or hand me over to the police, the important thing is to get out of this cursed building together, or the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"If we don't leave quickly, then...that guy is coming!!!"

Boom boom boom!
Before a reply could be received from the other end of the communication line, heavy and rapid footsteps came from the direction of the stairwell.

The short mercenary's eyes widened as he saw a ferocious figure climbing the stairs, rushing towards him like the Grim Reaper through the dark corridor.

"?!"

The firearms that couldn't be taken away were thrown away elsewhere by Baku and his men; there were no firearms available nearby.

In desperation, the short mercenary tried to grab a dagger that was not far away.

But the next second—

call!
Rodham's figure flashed past, his blade flashing, and in the blink of an eye, he slashed open the short mercenary's outstretched arm.

With a "plop" sound, the short mercenary's right arm drooped down, with only a layer of skin connecting his upper arm and forearm.

"Ah...ah..."

The short mercenary was so terrified that he couldn't utter a sound.

Rodham, however, was not in a hurry to deal with the other party. Instead, under Q-Lan's command, he stomped on the other two mercenaries who were lying unconscious on the ground.

Boom!Boom!thump...

They stomped on the two mercenaries' heads until they were crushed, leaving a bloody mess on the ground, before finally stopping.

Rodham turned back, pointing the camera at the short mercenary so that Q could see his prey before he died.

Swish!
Rodham gripped the dagger tightly and slashed it across the short mercenary's neck. Hot blood gushed from the carotid artery, staining the surroundings crimson. The short mercenary could only let out a final, deathly howl.

"Ah! Ah—ah..."

"..."

After the three were killed, Rodham resumed his actions, but instead of going downstairs, he ran all the way to the rooftop.

Q was overjoyed. "Great! Rodham! The remaining target is on the fourth floor, let's take the 'shortcut' there!"

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The fourth floor of the building.

Shiraki, Akagi, Baku, and Kaji Takaomi – the four men, holding a slick-haired mercenary hostage, were about to head to the third floor when they suddenly received a call from the mercenaries on the sixth floor.

The mercenary's voice went from panic to despair, then to a final wail, until it finally fell silent.

"..."

The slick-haired mercenary panicked. "Hey! Stop grabbing me! I won't fight back. We have to escape! That guy will kill us all!"

Baku frowned slightly. "You mean 'that guy'? Is that the masked man next to Q-Taro?"

"it's him!"

The slick-haired mercenary jogged a few steps and called to the four men, "Anyway, I'll tell you the location of the trap, let's hurry up and go!"

This tone, as if death itself were claiming a life, was truly unsettling.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Fengshui's exclamation suddenly came through Bai Mucheng's earpiece, as if he had seen something incredible.

{Shiraki-chan, what exactly is that thing?!}
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In his desperation, Wu Fengshui could say nothing more and could only issue this warning.

How exactly should she describe what she saw?

A masked man with agile movements suddenly burst through the iron gate on the roof of the building and appeared in Wu Fengshui's sniper scope.

He held a bundle of cables, tied one end to the iron railing on the roof, then grabbed the other end and jumped from the roof into the air.

The force of its leg kicks and jumps was so great that it even broke several iron railings!
"!?"

This series of movements was so fast that it seemed inhuman, even Wu Fengshui couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The masked man's speed and ferocity even exceeded human limits, and could not be found even in the monster-filled "Wu Clan"!
Instantly, veins bulged around Wu Fengshui's eyes, greatly enhancing his dynamic vision in a "liberated" state.

With his black eyes and white pupils, he finally managed to keep up with the masked man's speed and recaptured his figure through the sniper scope.

That distant killing intent was detected by Rodham in mid-air. His eyes behind the mask turned and looked in Wu Fengshui's direction.

Their eyes met.

In that instant, Wu Fengshui felt as if the Grim Reaper's scythe was held to his neck, and an extreme sense of crisis surged into his heart, as if his head would roll off the ground in the next second!
Even within the "Wu Clan," a place teeming with monsters—even his own elder brother, Wu Lei'an, was merely fierce and violent, not a complete and utter murderous maniac.

Such inhuman forms of force are practically like another kind of "creature"!
Wu Fengshui, disregarding the fact that this was a "support request," harbored murderous intent.

But in the next instant, the masked man gripped the cable tightly, readjusted his posture in mid-air, and used the connection point on the roof as the axis to echo down to the ground below the building.

"?!"

Wu Fengshui finally realized the masked man's true purpose.

She didn't have time to fire, and instead yelled at Shiraki Cheng on the other end of the communication line:

"Shiraki, get out of the way!"

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Wow!

The moment Wu Fengshui issued the warning, the masked man swung back into the building with the cable, smashed the glass of a room on the fourth floor, and aimed at the metal door in front of him, kicking it with all his might.

Boom!
The metal door was kicked to pieces, hitting the slick-haired mercenary behind it and slamming him against the wall like an unlucky mosquito, splattering blood!
(End of this chapter)