Tokyo Fall Guys beats up the supernatural

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Hearing this angry shout, all four of them felt like they were about to lose their composure.

Harui was also taken to the open space.

Chapter 69 Pretending to be weak to fool others, huh?

On both sides, four or five shipping containers formed a high wall that was difficult to escape from. On this wall, one could even see spots of deep red rust, as conspicuous as dried blood.

Harui was pushed in and immediately saw the two people tied to the chair in the middle.

The two looked like they had been tortured. Although they were not completely broken, they still looked somewhat disheveled, especially Old Wolf, who seemed to have been doused with a bucket of seawater. He was soaking wet and smelled of the sea.

Harui was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth with a look of surprise, as if she were terrified.

Actually, she was trying not to laugh.

Beside Dou Tang and Lao Lang were seven or eight menacing-looking members of the underworld. The guy with the gun from before was also there, smoking a cigarette out of boredom. It was clear that he was the leader of the group.

When he saw Harui walk in, his eyes lit up, and he greeted her with a smile, walking with an arrogant swagger.

"Haha, you finally showed up! Your little boyfriend has suffered a lot..."

He took two steps closer, exhaled a puff of smoke, and looked Harui up and down in her school uniform, saying, "I'm quite surprised that you didn't take the opportunity to run away."

"Hey, how are you going to pay back the money you owe us? Hmm?"

Harui slowly lowered his hand, looked at him coldly, and said, "The young leader of the Mita Group, what exactly do you want?"

The yakuza man scoffed and said, "What do we want? Get this straight, Harui, we're just debt collectors. Isn't it only natural for a creditor to want their money back? Why are you making us sound like bad guys?"

Upon hearing this, Harui's face showed a hint of anger, and he stared intently at the guy without saying a word.

The yakuza man chuckled and said, "Alright, don't wait for me like this. If you want to hate someone, hate your family who abandoned you and ran away alone. Ha, family... how ridiculous."

Harui said, "Tell me, what do you want me to do? I don't have any money right now."

"No money? Of course I know you have no money!" The yakuza man sneered and waved the gun in his hand: "But you don't know, Harui-san, you are much richer than you think."

He turned to look at the others, waved his hand and said, "Come on, let her little boyfriend and that unlucky guy wake up."

Several members of the yakuza nodded and stepped forward. One of them decisively swung his fist and punched Old Wolf in the stomach. Old Wolf cried out in pain and bent over like a shrimp.

Dou Tang was shaken on the shoulder twice, and he slowly raised his head.

The yakuza man frowned and said, "Hey, why are you moving so softly? Give it some force!"

The member of the Extreme Path in front of Dou Tang looked at his own subordinate with a evasive expression, then turned to look at Dou Tang, seemingly hesitant.

There was no other reason than that although Dou Tang in front of him had his head down, the deep eyes through his bangs always sent chills down his spine, making him involuntarily timid and even afraid to use force.

But since his superior had already given the order, he still reached out and grabbed Dou Tang's chin, shook it hard twice, and then used a loud shout to cover up the gentleness of his actions.

"You bastard! Lift your head, KORA! This isn't the time to sleep!"

Dou Tang slowly raised his head, his face cold and indifferent as his gaze swept over everyone without expression.

Seeing this, Mita Wakato sneered and said, "That young man seems to have been scared out of his wits from the very beginning. He's really pitiful."

He turned back to Harui and said, "How does it feel to drag your partner and friends into this, Harui-san? Let me tell you, it's all your fault! We're desperately short of money lately..."

Upon hearing this, Harui suddenly realized that this seemed like a good opportunity to extract information, and her expression became flustered.

"What do you want to do to them? My debt is my own business! It has nothing to do with them!"

Mita Wakato replied with a smile, "Oh my, you really are a good person who would never abandon your friends, Harui-san. You are so different from your parents."

"But it's no use. The fate of these two guys is already sealed. We have a big client who likes to collect all sorts of people."

Upon hearing this, Dou Tang, who had already received news about Abe Ryoumei, raised his head.

Sure enough, my intuition was right.

According to the information that Lu Zizhen obtained from Suiten Keisaburo, Abe Ryoumei's ability is most likely to be the modification of human bodies and yokai.

With so many half-demons in Urayasu City, it's clear that Abe Ryoumei alone couldn't possibly sustain such a massive physical drain.

Therefore, he must still have his own forces, which collect bodies for him from other places, even forming a new gray industry chain.

On the surface, the city is rife with murders, but behind the scenes, a war is raging between half-demons.

Beneath the war between half-demons lies a hidden scheme, an area unrelated to evil spirits, formed solely by the malice of ordinary people.

Driven by Abe Ryoumei, ordinary people chose to attack ordinary people, and the war between half-demons conveniently concealed the clues of these events, leaving the police forces, who were drawn away by the half-demons, with no time to attend to them.

After having this highly probable guess in his mind, Dou Tang breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that the idea is in mind, the next step is to verify it.

Just as he was sorting out his thoughts, he heard Mita Wakato say, "Keep those two kids safe, as for this Harui..."

He reached out and pinched Harui's cheek, laughing loudly: "The same old method, just sell her to a more remote city. A high school student this chubby would be easily caught in Tokyo."

Dou Tang clearly heard the old wolf snort coldly, as if he had reached his limit.

Seeing the yakuza member approaching them with ether in his hand, Dou Tang turned to Old Wolf and asked, "Couldn't hold back anymore?"

Old Wolf looked at Dou Tang and slowly nodded.

"Then do it."

The old wolf nodded habitually at first, then suddenly widened his eyes.

Several yakuza members standing nearby burst into laughter.

"Hey, have these two completely gone mad?"

"Maybe... Hahaha, okay, let's get to work!"

The timid member approached Dou Tang with ether. He was the only one who hadn't spoken, and even after Dou Tang calmly opened his mouth, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

At this moment, he quickly reached out his hand, wanting to seize the time to knock Dou Tang unconscious. He didn't want to deal with this guy anymore!

"Crack-"

Suddenly, the sound of fibers snapping entered my mind.

A tall figure suddenly appeared in front of the members of the Extreme Path. When Dou Tang stood up straight, he was shocked to find that this boy was much taller than him.

Or rather, it was the overwhelming sense of oppression that created his illusion.

The oppressive feeling came from those eerie eyes that emitted a faint blue light.

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Dou Tang suddenly stood up, reached out and pressed the man's face against hers, then flung him aside.

"Snapped!"

The man, whose head was being forced to the side, suddenly felt as if his feet were off the ground, and the world in his eyes began to spin. The next instant, a sharp pain from his side made him lose consciousness.

The man in front of Dou Tang was flung to the ground with a flick of his wrist, his head making intimate contact with the earth, causing him to lose consciousness.

"Wha-what?!"

"what happened?!"

"Hey, hey! Do you want to die?"

"kill him!"

Old Wolf also broke free of his restraints, raised his hand and stunned the Yakuza in front of him, then rushed towards Mita Wakato with lightning speed.

"No, don't come any closer!" Instead of foolishly firing his gun, Mita Wakato instinctively hid behind Harui and pressed the gun in his hand against Harui's head.

"If you fucking take another step closer, I'll shoot her!"

The old wolf stopped in place, but a mocking smile appeared on his face.

Dou Tang glanced at the Yakuza around him who were taking out their wakizashi and clenched his wrist.

Mita Wakato glanced at the ropes the two had broken free of on the ground, his expression turning grim. He muttered, "Something's not right with these two..."

Then he raised his voice again, yelling at the two men, "Hey! You two... damn it, did you plan this all along? You were trying to ambush me, weren't you? Too bad, I have a gun!"

"What an idiotic sneak attack! You think you can fool me with that? Hands up! Or I'll kill her right now! No, I'll kill you all too!"

Dou Tang spread his hands and complained, "If I heard correctly, you were actually planning to sell us off too, right? But in the end, you'd still kill us anyway, wouldn't you? Does it make a difference whether you kill us sooner or later?"

Upon hearing this, Mita Wakato sneered, pointed his gun at Dou Tang and Lao Lang, and said in an icy tone, "What you said makes some sense. Fine, then I'll shoot you dead right now, how about that?! Huh?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Harui, who had been standing obediently, stretched out his hand!

Several coils of steel wire were wrapped around her hands, unnoticed.

The ends of the silk are wrapped in soft rubber, allowing her to control others without hurting her hands.

The steel wire instantly wrapped around Mita Wakato's hand, pulling his arm downwards with force!

"what!!!"

His wrist was tightly bound by steel wire, and bright red blood gushed out instantly!

His hand suddenly opened, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

The old wolf had already rushed out the moment he screamed, his trust in Harui making him act without hesitation.

Dou Tang then turned around lightly, facing the unarmed members of the yakuza group, and snapped his fingers.

"Huhuhu..."

Several figures fell from the top of the container.

Xueqing and the others didn't need weapons to deal with this group; even Huaiyin could be easily dealt with.

Several people rushed forward and surrounded the group of extreme cultivators. Faced with inhuman power, these guys had no power to resist and were beaten down in a few moves, with many of them fainting.

Meanwhile, Huaiyin helped Harui control Mita Wakato, who was tied to the chair that Old Wolf had been sitting in before, and the bleeding from his wrists had stopped.

"Damn it...who the hell are you people?"

Although Mita Wakato kept swearing, he seemed rather timid. He had clearly seen those people jump down from a height equivalent to three or four shipping containers and were completely unharmed.

Especially that person named Xue Qing, with her white hair and even her eyelashes, she seemed like the embodiment of heavy snow, with a cold and aloof temperament, clearly not an ordinary person.

Dou Tang looked at him coldly and said, "Don't you already have an answer in your heart?"

Just as Mita Wakato was about to say something, Old Wolf, carrying two large buckets of seawater, walked in through the gap between the containers.

After dealing with the yakuza, he immediately took the bucket and went to the beach.

"Damn it, you're pouring seawater on me, aren't you? Come on, let you have a taste!" He cursed as he walked up to Mita Wakato, spat into the bucket, and gritted his teeth, saying, "You don't know how dirty Tokyo Bay is, do you? Damn it, even after changing my clothes, I still feel itchy all over!"

"Look how dirty you are!" Old Wolf kicked the bucket. The seawater in the bucket looked murky and dirty, even a bit yellow. When he was splashed with seawater before, it disgusted him so much that he almost lost his temper.

According to Old Wolf's original plan, this guy surnamed Mita was definitely going to die, but now that he seems to know some information, he can't kill him yet.

But even if he can't be killed, the old wolf won't let him go easily.

"Old, Old Wolf, Big Brother, Big Brother Old Wolf!" Mita Wakato suddenly panicked, shrinking his neck and begging for mercy: "Please spare me! I, I don't want the money anymore, I don't want the money anymore, okay!"

"late!"

Old Wolf stopped arguing and picked up a bucket of water, pouring it over Mita Waka's head. This bucket of seawater was even dirtier than the one he had poured on Old Wolf before.

"Hahaha! Let me show you what Olympic athletes are treated like! Hurry up and thank me!"

Mita Wakato, soaked by seawater, immediately lowered his head. The fishy smell of the seawater kept rushing into his nostrils, causing him to gasp for breath and shake his head vigorously.

Mikazuki, standing to the side, covered her nose in disgust. Apart from Old Wolf, she was the only one with a keen sense of smell here, and even she found the distinctive smell of Tokyo Bay somewhat unpleasant.

Kotaro picked up a towel and wiped Mita's face so as not to block him from speaking, then asked, "Tell me honestly, who are you selling human bodies to?!"

Mita Wakato slowly raised his head, shivered, and seemed to understand something. He whispered, "You...you didn't just stand up for her...what exactly do you want?!"

Kotaro punched him, causing his head to jerk violently, and two streams of blood gushed from his nose.

"Don't you understand the situation yet? We're asking questions, and you're answering!"

Mita Wakato nodded, indicating that he understood. He shook his head again. His hands were tied up, so he couldn't wipe the blood from his nose. The sweet and pungent blood kept seeping onto his lips, and every time he opened his mouth, it was filled with a fishy smell.

“I, I said…we did sell human bodies, regardless of age or gender, we did it…we even stole corpses.”

"And our supplier... is a very wealthy major client, located in Puan City..."

"What I say might save my life, right?"

Dou Tang suddenly felt that these words sounded familiar, and scratched his face.

Huaiyin was still circling around him, occasionally patting the dust off his clothes and giving Mita Wakato a hostile look every now and then.