The Naganodai Building is one of the tallest landmark buildings in Bunkyo District, Tokyo. It has 33 floors above ground and a total height of 143.5 meters. It houses many well-known clubs, as well as hotels and supermarkets. It is very prosperous on weekdays, but at this time it became chaotic.
A bunch.
The armed helicopters hovering in the sky in the distance prevented everyone from mistaking the continuous gunfire as firecrackers. The security guards in the building were doing their duty, but they still could not control the panic of the crowd.
People on the lower floors quickly poured out of the building, away from where the police and black organizations exchanged gunfire, causing traffic jams.
The upper floors are busy with people going downstairs.
The elevator is naturally overcrowded, and all stair passages are filled with people running away. In this environment, accidents are of course prone to occur.
"Son! Don't step on my son! Everyone, let me pass! Let me pass!" A woman's crying voice echoed in the stairwell, but it was not noticeable among the panic and noise of the crowd.
She squeezed desperately through the crowd, looking for her six-year-old son who had just been squeezed away. As time passed, her heart became filled with anxiety and despair.
At this moment, a voice like nature echoed in her ears: "If you have children, don't fight with everyone. The location where the police and the gangsters are fighting is still far away, and it won't be affected here for the time being. Watch your son, and you can be there next time."
Not so lucky."
She turned her head and saw a man wearing a motorcycle helmet holding his son and stuffing it into her arms. She hurriedly checked her son's condition and found that he had no other injuries except being frightened. She couldn't help crying with joy: "That's great.
Very good……"
When she thought of thanking the person who saved her son, she only saw the back of a figure climbing up the stairs against the flow of people. The little boy in her arms came back to his senses and said happily: "Mom, I met the Masked Superman!"
The woman paused and hugged her son tighter.
"Um!"
It turns out that Masked Superman is real.
She also began to believe it.
…
Going up the stairs against the flow of people, Ji Xing prevented several stampedes that almost happened. By the time he reached the 18th floor, he could hardly meet anyone coming downstairs, which represented the fifteenth floor of the building.
It has basically been cleared.
Ji Xing's pace accelerated, and only slowed down again when he reached the 32nd floor. His breathing was undisturbed, and he walked up to the highest 33rd floor bit by bit, and quietly pressed against the iron door of the safety passage.
"Breathing sounds, two."
"Keeping the door?"
He listened inside the door, and used his excellent hearing and feeling to determine the position of the two people outside the door, and stretched his arms back.
Push hard!
boom--
The two iron doors opened in response. The door that should have been pulled inwards opened in the opposite direction under Ji Xing's strong force and fell off!
"careful--"
The huge movement startled two organization members who were guarding the door with guns not far from the door. At the same time, a black shadow rushed over and kicked one of them into the wall. He immediately twisted his body and avoided the gun of the other person.
The tongue of fire spewed out of him, and he slashed his neck with the knife.
Bang!
The man fell softly to the ground, and the one embedded in the wall also slipped down and collapsed on the ground.
After learning to shoot, Ji Xing's understanding of firearms deepened and he seemed to be more comfortable dodging bullets.
After getting rid of the two people in one second, he looked up and came to the passage leading to the rooftop.
boom!!
The sound of sniper rifle fire from above has not stopped yet.
Ji Xing narrowed his eyes and did not climb up the ladder. He just used his strength to step on it and jumped up to five meters high. He rolled with the flow to avoid the possible attack.
It's just a case of being sentimental.
The sniper on the rooftop seemed not to have heard the shot fired by the member of the black organization below.
The walls on the landscaped rooftop also block the view.
Ji Xing walked slowly against the wall. When he reached a corner, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
He didn't hear any strange noise, but he could feel it. On the other side of the corner, there was a person leaning against the wall like him.
So close!
Breathing and breathing are well controlled.
If someone could observe them from a God's perspective, they would find that just around the corner, a man and a woman are leaning against the wall in almost the same posture, maintaining a synchronized breathing rate, and similarly converging their breath to almost
none.
Suddenly, the woman moved! She leaned out half of her body, turned her right arm into a knife, and cut towards Ji Xing!
Bang!
Ji Xing took half a step back, and his arm cut through the air and hit the wall. With a huge noise, a depression was made in the wall.
The seemingly weak and slender arms actually exploded with tons of power at this moment!
After retreating to give in to the blow, Ji Xing's figure also exploded forward, rushed through the wall, and kicked the woman to the side with strong wind.
The woman was quite different in height from him, so she raised her arm to block with her right hand and blocked the kick appropriately.
Ji Xing's strength was enough to kick the wall to pieces, but the woman's strength was actually not that weak. After firmly withstanding the blow, she only took a few steps backwards to stabilize her figure!
The two faced each other head on.
Ji Xing observed the other party intently.
This is a woman who is about 165cm tall and has a certain disguise in appearance. Her figure is not outstanding, she wears a pair of glasses, she is unremarkable, and her demeanor is even a bit dull. She is the type that no one will pay special attention to when walking in the crowd.
But Ji Xing was amazed and solemn in his heart.
Master! Super master!
This is the strongest person he has fought against since he invaded the world of Ke Xue. He is even stronger than Satoshi Maeda, who is gradually slacking off and no longer at his peak!
You will definitely not be able to win with eight out of ten moves.
It will probably take twenty or thirty rounds...
The organization actually has such a guy?
The woman opposite shook her arm, her expression even more surprised and alert: "Who are you?"
Obviously, he hasn't met many opponents.
Ji Xing takes off his motorcycle helmet.
When fighting against such an opponent, a motorcycle helmet will not only fail to protect, but will get in the way. If it gets blown up, it will be in trouble.
If you are recognized, just recognize it. Anyway, with my skills, I can't hide it from anyone.
As a result, the woman was even more surprised when she saw his face, the young face of an 18-year-old high school student, and asked again: "Who are you?"
Ji Xing was silent for a moment: "You're not even wearing those black clothes, are you hired?"
There was a trace of sadness and helplessness in the woman's expression, as if there was something unspeakable. Ji Xing's eyes moved slightly, as if he wanted to ask.
The next second, the two of them rushed and punched at the same time, hitting each other with all their strength!
Ji Xing had the advantage of having long arms, but the woman was already prepared. Faster than punching, she kicked off her right leg, half-leafing her body in the air, and kicked with her left leg, shooting at Ji Xing like a drawn bow!
It is difficult to change moves when the body is in the air, and it is easy for the opponent to seize the opportunity, but the woman's fists waved at the same time gave her the ability to defend herself.
When the rabbit was up and the falcon was about to fall, Ji Xing sidestepped and raised his right leg to meet the woman's fist.
The soles of his shoes collided with his fists, and a numbing feeling spread along the soles of his feet throughout his thighs. As he enjoyed a luxurious foot massage, the woman was pushed to her feet by his powerful force, and fell straight to the ground.
There was a loud bang on her shoulder, but she kept moving, kicking Ji Xing with her legs like a piercing flower, at an extremely fast speed, leaving an afterimage.
Ji Xing blocked with his arms crossed, and struck ten times in a row with a banging sound. He stepped back half a step with his left foot to support, raised his right leg and kicked again!
The woman who was almost standing upside down changed her eyes, raised an arm in front of her chest, and there was a muffled sound and groan at the same time. She flew out and smashed into a landscape wall, but she didn't dare to stop for half a second.
The body writhed, avoiding the footsteps of the passing Ji Xing who followed closely and smashed the stones and the rooftop floor!
When they distanced themselves again, her demeanor and expression changed.
Not timid, but fierce!
The corner of her mouth curled up into a sinister smile, her eyes radiated a fierce light, and her whole temperament changed greatly, as if she had turned black!
"Asshole! Your kick hurt me...are you ready to leave this world?!"
What is her personality? Compared with the ordinary one just now, this seems to be the real her.
Who doesn’t have a wild beast inside of him?
Oh, I'm hiding a demon.
Ji Xing moved his shoulders, and the bones on his body made a crackling sound. There seemed to be a flash of green light in his eyes, and he hooked his hand: "Come on, little brain flower."
The woman snorted disdainfully and suddenly shouted: "I can't beat him! Help!"
boom!
In the dark, a cold gun was fired!
Ji Xing's face turned dark and he rolled over to avoid it.
The woman took the opportunity to bully him.
Blanch! You don’t have martial ethics! Ji Xing cursed secretly.