Hot Blood: Dominate the World with Your Fists

In the few days after Dongye Huanglong and the others came out of Linglan, they did not wander around as usual, but chose to stay in the hospital to recuperate. During this period, Gong Shanju and the others received treatment and rest every day, and their bodies gradually recovered.

Finally, the day of discharge arrived. At Toyaru First Hospital, the group, having recovered sufficiently, walked out of the gates. As they departed, the nurse who had been caring for them seemed deeply reluctant to leave, tears welling in her eyes. Finally, Higashino Arairyu left her contact information, which finally brought the nurse to a smile.

Standing at the hospital entrance, Xin Xiamu looked up at the sun, took a deep breath, and then opened his arms and shouted, "I'm back to life, haha!" His voice was full of energy and confidence, as if declaring that he was ready to find a job again. However, the people around him cast strange glances at him, causing Xin Xiamu to scratch his head awkwardly.

At this moment, Dongye Huanglong and the other seven quickly distanced themselves from Xin Xiamu, fearing that others would mistake them for being in the same group. They felt that Xin Xiamu's behavior was truly shameful.

Just then, footsteps were heard, and Muratahara, the Skeleton's chief, and a man with disheveled hair and a rugged face approached them. Surprisingly, despite being the head of a large organization with over three hundred members, Muratahara lagged behind the man by half a body length, indicating that the man's status was clearly higher than Muratahara's.

Behind them followed thirty or forty men in secret service uniforms and thirty or so members of the Otsukai, expressionless and club-wielding. They marched in unison, their momentum menacing, like a well-trained army.

Passersby who saw this scene also took cover. As the indigenous people of the Huyalu area, they have a strong immunity to such things and have evolved excellent avoidance plans.

"They're really haunting me." Dongye Huanglong stroked his forehead and said helplessly. His tone revealed a sense of dissatisfaction, but more of it was dissatisfaction and anger towards the group of people in front of him.

"It's great to have a fight right after being discharged from the hospital." Gong Shanju twisted his neck, making a crackling sound. His face was filled with an excited smile, as if he was looking forward to the upcoming battle.

"Come on!" Muratahara waved his hand, and the people behind him rushed forward like a tide. They brandished their weapons, making a sharp whistling sound that frightened people.

Hong Yousuke extended his arm to block the attack from Tono Arairyu. "Such a small-time villain isn't enough to warrant the deployment of our generals. Be careful of that guy over there; he doesn't look like a simple warrior." He glanced at the burly man in the distance, the only one not participating in the battle. He was tall and muscular, with a ferocious grin on his face and a cold glint in his eyes.

Hong Yousuke and the others exchanged glances before charging forward. Their bodies were nimble and agile, darting through the crowd like cheetahs. They engaged in a fierce clash with the Otsukai, punches landing, clubs drawing blood.

The two sides immediately engaged in a fierce battle. The sound of fighting echoed throughout the street, attracting the attention of passers-by.

It was seen that Hong Yousuke was extremely agile and had great strength. Every time he attacked, he hit the opponent's vital points accurately. Basically, one blow could knock a member of the Otsukai to the ground.

Gong Shanju suppressed the opponent with absolute strength. His fists were as fierce as a storm, and each punch contained great power, which made the people of Otsu Club retreat repeatedly and even fall to the ground.

Nangong Mu relied on his flexible body to move freely among the crowd, and from time to time he gave these people a heavy punch that made them unable to resist.

Honda Tsubasa and others also cleared the soldiers very quickly, and basically a member of the Otsu Society could be knocked down in three or four moves.

It was obvious that this group of people were just ordinary soldiers, and their strength was far inferior to the previous group of elite soldiers. Hong Yosuke and others only needed a few moves to easily defeat these people and make them lose their combat effectiveness.

After about ten minutes, Hong Yousuke, Gong Shanju and Nangong Mu had knocked all the people to the ground, and the scene was in a mess.

"That's all, is this all you can do? Why are you here if you don't have the ability?" Xin Xiamu held a snatched iron rod and hit Muratahara's head hard, as if venting his anger for his previous defeat at Suzuran.

"Hey! That's enough." Just as Xin Xiamu raised the iron rod and was about to swing it down again, Hong Yosuke reached out in time and grabbed his arm, stopping him from continuing to beat Muratahara.

"Not bad, very impressive." The burly man who had been watching coldly from the side finally spoke up to praise.

"It's your turn next!" Gong Shanju's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he shouted at the rough man.

The corner of the burly man's mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile: "Come on!"

Gong Shanju moved, charging at the burly man like a cannonball. The burly man dodged Gong Shanju's attack by leaning sideways, then raised his foot and kicked Gong Shanju. Gong Shanju reacted quickly, turning around and blocking the kick with his arm, but was still knocked back three or four steps by the powerful impact.

"What a powerful force!" Gong Shanju was shocked, realizing that he had encountered a truly formidable enemy. However, he did not retreat, instead, he aroused an even stronger fighting spirit.

The battle reached a fever pitch, the air around them seemingly frozen. The two men exchanged blows, neither conceding. The rugged man was clearly much stronger than Gong Shanju, but Gong Shanju, with his tenacious fighting spirit and formidable physique, managed to hold his own against any significant setback.

The battle lasted for several minutes, and Gong Shanju was clearly at a disadvantage and was completely suppressed. However, he gritted his teeth and stubbornly resisted the opponent's attacks, never giving up.

The rugged man secretly marveled at Gong Shanju's tenacity and indomitable spirit.

Finally, after a fierce struggle, Gong Shanju found a flaw in the burly man and took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack. He used all his strength and swung a punch, hitting the burly man's chest.

The burly man was knocked back repeatedly by the blow, and finally fell to the ground half-kneeling with a painful expression on his face.

"It's really interesting. He's even more powerful than when I was young!" The burly man panted, slowly stood up, and said to Gong Shanju with a smile.

Gong Shanju just spat out a mouthful of blood mist and rushed towards the burly man. When he was one or two meters away from him, he jumped high and swung his fist to hit the burly man in the face.

The burly man also swung his fists and hit Gong Shanju at the same time.