Chapter 37 A powerful enemy!
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 now it has become chaotic. A ball.
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 rushed out of the building quickly, away from where the police and black organizations exchanged gunfire, causing traffic jams.
The upper floors are busy with people going downstairs.
The elevator was naturally overcrowded, and all the stairways were filled with people running away. In this environment, of course, accidents are prone to occur.
"Son! Don't step on my son! Let me pass! Let me pass!" A woman's cry 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 anxious and desperate.
At this moment, a voice like nature echoed in her ears: "If you have children, don't fight with everyone. The firefight between the police and the gangsters 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 saw only 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!"
The Masked Superman turns out to be real.
She began to believe it too.
…
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's 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 emergency passage.
“breathing, two.”
“Keeping the door?”
He listened from the inside of the door and used his excellent hearing and feeling to determine the position of the two people outside the door. He stretched his arms back.
Hush!
Boom—
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 his hand knife.
Bang!
This man fell limply to the ground, and the one embedded in the wall also slipped down and collapsed on the ground.
After learning how to shoot a gun, Ji Xing’s understanding of firearms deepened and he seemed to be more comfortable dodging bullets.
After disposing 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 down the ladder to avoid any incoming attacks.
It's just being pretentious.
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 steps suddenly stopped.
He didn't hear the strange noise, but he could feel it. Just on the other side of the corner, there was a person leaning against the wall like him.
At your fingertips!
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.
After retreating to give way to the blow, Ji Xing's figure also exploded forward, rushed over the wall, and kicked the woman with a side kick that caught the wind.
The woman was quite different in height from him. 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 not that much weaker. After firmly withstanding the blow, she only took a few steps backwards to stabilize her figure!
The two are facing each other head on.
Ji Xing observed the other party intently.
This is a woman who is about 165cm tall and has a disguised appearance. Her figure is not outstanding. She wears a pair of glasses and is unremarkable. She even has a somewhat dull demeanor. She is the type that no one will pay special attention to when walking in the crowd.
Ji Xing was amazed and solemn.
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 take about twenty or thirty rounds...
There is such a guy in the organization?
The woman opposite shook her arm, her expression even more alarming: "Who are you?"
Evidently he has not encountered many opponents.
Ji Xing took 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. It will be troublesome if it gets blown up.
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 the black clothes. Are you hired?"
There was a hint 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 has the advantage because of his long arms, but the woman is already prepared. Faster than punching, she kicked off the ground with her right leg, her body was halfway up in the air, and kicked with her left leg, shooting towards 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 sole of the shoe collided with the fist, and a numbing feeling spread down the soles of the feet and throughout the thighs. He enjoyed a luxurious foot massage, and the woman was pushed to her feet by his powerful force, straight to the ground.
Her shoulder made a loud bang, but she kept moving. Her legs were like piercing flowers and she kicked towards Ji Xing at an extremely fast speed, leaving an afterimage.
Ji Xing crossed his arms to block, 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 and put an arm in front of her chest. 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 kick of Ji Xing who followed closely and smashed the stones and the rooftop floor!
Hand distanced herself again, her demeanor and expression changed.
Not timid, but fierce!
The corners of her mouth curled up into a sinister smile, and her eyes radiated with a fierce light. Her whole temperament had undergone a huge change, as if she had turned black!
“Asshole! Your kick hurt me...are you ready to leave this world?!”
What is your personality? Compared with the ordinary one just now, this seems to be the real her.
Who doesn’t have a wild beast hidden in his heart?
Oh, what I’m hiding is 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 darkness, 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.
Blanched! Don’t talk about martial ethics! Ji Xing cursed secretly.
(End of this chapter)