Tokyo people don't talk about Wude

Chapter 341 338. Self-destruction
Holding a screwdriver and with a fanatical look in his eyes, Hijikata Hitoshi pounced on him like a poisonous snake. His movements were so strange that Kyushu Makoto could hardly see clearly.

"Hmm" Jiuzhou Cheng used all his strength to counter the opponent's moves, but he clearly felt unprecedented pressure.

He could clearly feel that he was no match for the current Hijikata Hitoshiki.

Recalling the previous battles with the [Holy Medicine] users he had faced, the serial killer Misuzu Taku and the evil Three Princes of Yokohama, they were all defeated by Kyushu Makoto.

However, these people almost all have one thing in common, that is, they have not received any systematic martial arts training. In the final analysis, they are just a group of fighting laymen who do not know how to use strength efficiently, nor do they have any irresistible fighting techniques. They just fight based on intuition and recklessness.

Because of this, Jiuzhou Cheng could still rely on his own skills to defeat them, but it was quite difficult and he only won barely every time.

However, Hijikata Hitoshiki was different from those street thugs. He had obviously received professional training, and every move was extremely aggressive, with almost no unnecessary and useless movements.

Even without taking the holy medicine, Jiuzhou Cheng felt that he could only fight him on equal terms, and in the end he would most likely have to win by using underhanded tactics, or relying on the young man's physical strength to wear him out.

Now that Hijikata Hitoshi has taken this cheating potion, Kyushu Makoto feels that his hope of winning is extremely slim.

However, Kyushu Makoto is not without hope, or rather, he does not have to win this battle.

Kyushu Makoto was wearing the surveillance watch that Officer Qing Gong had given him. When he saw Hijikata Hitoshi take out the [Holy Medicine], he pressed three buttons on the watch in succession, triggering the alarm device.

Once he comes into contact with the KJ organization or its related persons, he can call the police without hesitation and request a group of public security personnel to come to the rescue.

He had already seen the speed of the police's support. Although it took an average of ten to twenty minutes to arrive at the scene, it was already very reliable compared to the ordinary police who were always nicknamed the "corpse collection team."

So what Kyushu Makoto has to do now is to delay Hijikata Hitoshi as much as possible and wait for the police to arrive at the scene.

Before he could finish his thoughts, Hijikata Hitoshi attacked again, and the speed of his attack made Kyushu Makoto feel a little suffocated.

But since he had already decided to delay time, Jiuzhou Cheng did not intend to confront him head-on, but instead adopted a more conservative roundabout tactic, trying his best to delay time by blocking and dodging.

"What's wrong? Weren't you so arrogant just now?" Hijikata Hitoshi noticed the opponent's tactical changes and his offensive became more fierce:
"You have finally managed to ignite my anger. You don't think there is still room for begging for mercy?"

"If you are not as skilled as others, you have to drink this kind of cheap medicine. This is your [justice]~" Jiuzhou Cheng mocked, trying to provoke the other party.

"So what? You'll be dead soon!" Hijikata Hitoshi stabbed him in the face.

Jiuzhou Cheng held his breath and concentrated, narrowly avoiding the sharp spike by turning his head, but then entangled with it again.

The two of them fought for more than twenty moves on the rooftop. Kyushu Makoto's shirt was punctured in many places and his body had several shallow scratches. On the contrary, Hijikata Hitoshiki had almost no new wounds on his body and looked very energetic.

Hijikata Hitoshi is now far superior to Kyushu Makoto in terms of strength, endurance and flexibility, and his skills are also on par with his. He is simply an upgraded version of Kyushu Makoto.

Hasn't the reinforcement arrived yet? Jiuzhou Cheng sighed softly, thinking that it was no use fighting like this, and if it didn't work, he would have to run away.

Suddenly, Jiuzhou Cheng saw the tip of the screwdriver quickly enlarged in his field of vision, and it seemed that it was going to stab his eyes.

The stabbing speed was very fast. Jiuzhou Cheng wanted to move back but found it was too late. He had to turn his head to avoid the fatal blow. However, the screwdriver still pierced his left shoulder, tearing through the flesh and going straight in for several centimeters.

Suddenly, the clothes on his shoulders were stained red with blood, and a piercing pain came from his shoulders, making him almost unable to control his body.

"Hiss" Jiuzhou Cheng gritted his teeth, barely raised his left hand, and grabbed the other person's wrist holding the screwdriver to prevent the tip of the knife from moving any further towards his shoulder.

Then, Kyushu Makoto swung his right hand holding the scissors and stabbed Hijikata Hitoshi's arm three times in a row, splashing three bursts of blood.

"It's useless, stop struggling." Hijikata Hitoshi ignored the wounds as if he didn't feel any pain. He grabbed Kyushu Makoto's right wrist with his backhand and restrained his knife-holding hand.

The two sides fought each other and fell into a wrestling stalemate, but Hijikata Hitoshi's strength was completely overwhelming. Kyushu Makoto felt like a child arm wrestling with a weightlifter, being crushed by the other side.

Less than two seconds later, Jiuzhou Cheng felt his arms sore and his wrists aching. He was unable to resist or escape, and the screwdriver that pierced his left shoulder penetrated another two centimeters.

"What's wrong, kid?" Hijikata Hitoshi grabbed Kyushu Makoto's wrist tightly, preventing him from escaping:
"Just show me how arrogant you are!"

Looking at Hijikata Hitoshi's murderous eyes and ferocious smile, Kyushu Makoto silently arched his throat.

"Whoops!"

A mouthful of thick phlegm spurted out of his mouth and flew straight into Hijikata Hitoshi's eyes:
"Ahhh, so disgusting!" Hijikata Hitoshi had never expected this situation, and his left eye was immediately covered with a sticky and disgusting mud.

He subconsciously loosened his hands and tried to wipe his face, which naturally created an opportunity for Jiuzhou Cheng.

Kyushu Makoto took the opportunity to break free from Hijikata Hitoshi's entanglement, turned around and kicked the opponent in the abdomen, forcing him back two steps.

Then, Kyushu Makoto took out pepper spray from his pocket and sprayed it on Hijikata Hitoshi's face.

However, although Hijikata Hitoshi was slightly frightened by the sputum, he did not lose his composure. The moment he saw Kyushu Makoto take out the pepper spray can, he twisted his waist and raised his foot, kicking Kyushu Makoto's wrist with a whip kick.

"Snapped--!"

The whip kick was extremely fast, far beyond Jiuzhou Cheng's reaction.

Accompanied by a sharp pain that almost broke his bone, Jiuzhou Cheng's wrist was kicked and the pepper spray can in his hand flew out.

"You are such a lowly little brat. You even have this trick." Hijikata Hitoshi wiped his face hard in disgust, as if he wanted to wipe off the entire skin.

"." Jiuzhou Cheng gritted his teeth, his face not looking very good. He had a deep wound on his left shoulder, and it hurt whenever he lifted his arm. His right wrist was hit by the opponent's whip kick, and it was painful and numb, and he almost lost consciousness. He didn't know if it was broken or just sprained.

In other words, he now has almost no ability to fight anymore.

If the police or other support didn't come, he would have no choice but to flee without looking back. So he couldn't be blamed for letting Hijikata Hitoshi escape. If he continued to fight, he would have died here today.

After weighing the pros and cons for a moment, Jiuzhou Cheng decided not to continue fighting and turned around and ran towards the fire escape.

"You little brat, don't even think about running away!" Hijikata Hitoshi eagerly chased after him before even wiping his face clean.

"Stop!" At this moment, a figure pushed open the door to the rooftop and rushed in, blocking Kyushu Makoto and Hijikata Hitoshiki.

"Why are you here?" Hijikata Hitoshi was stunned and stopped in his tracks:
"Brother Youma, even you are here."

The person who came was Xi Shenjian. His left arm was bandaged and his right hand was tightly holding a baton.

There were two policemen following behind Yushin Ken. As soon as they saw Hijikata Hitoshi, they pulled out their guns and aimed at him.

"You are the suspect who caused the explosion just now. Put down your weapon and raise your hands!" a police officer threatened.

Seeing the reinforcements coming, Kyushu Makoto finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, he did not completely relax, but still stood in the distance and watched Hijikata Hitoki's every move.

"You seem to be seriously injured, Brother Jiuzhou." Xi Shenjian asked with concern: "Can you still hold on?"

"It's okay. It's you who caught up with me even though your hand was injured." Jiuzhou Cheng covered his left shoulder and sighed.

"Because this is a grudge that I must settle personally." Xi Shenjian fixed his eyes on Hijikata Hitoshiki:

"Higata Hitoshiki, I won't let you escape again today."

"That's right." Jiuzhou Cheng quickly reminded: "By the way, be careful, he drank the [Holy Medicine]. If you still remember what that is."

"Holy medicine?" Xi Shenjian's eyes flashed with surprise: "It's that kind of medicine. Could it be that he is the same as those people we met in Yokohama at that time?"

"I think so, and he might also be related to the KJ organization." Jiuzhou Cheng nodded: "If we can investigate along this line of thought, the injustice you suffered that year may soon be solved."

"Is that so? Then we can't let him go." Xi Shenjian raised his voice and shouted, "Hijikata Hitoshiki, you have nowhere to escape, just surrender."

"Why, Brother Youma?" Seeing that he was blocked again, Hijikata Hitoshi took a deep breath and asked unwillingly: "Did I do something wrong? Why don't you understand me and are targeting me like this? I have always been doing the [right] thing!!" Facing his soul-searching question, Xi Shenjian's mouth twitched, and he stared at him helplessly and angrily. After a moment, he asked in a deep voice:

"Then what did I do wrong?"

"You have nothing." Hijikata Hitoshi gritted his teeth.

"Then why should I be forced to become your victim and bear the sins that I shouldn't bear?!" Xi Shenjian looked back at Jiuzhou Cheng, and seemed to have more confidence in his heart:
"Brother Jiuzhou is absolutely right. You have long lost control! This society cannot allow a lunatic like you to uphold justice, otherwise it will lead to greater disasters sooner or later!"

"You...you don't understand anything." Hearing this, Hijikata Hitoshi suddenly seemed very lost, and his eyes became dull.

Then, he grabbed his face with both hands and shouted unwillingly: "You really don't understand anything! You don't understand anything!!"

"I understand. You are also a [bully]! You also help them to commit atrocities! Ida Yuuma, you are also a bully, you deserve it! You also deserve to die, just like those little devils!!"

As he spoke, Hijikata Hitoshi pulled out two bottles of purple potion from his pocket and planned to drink them all.

"Stop it!" Xi Shenjian and Jiuzhou Cheng shouted at the same time: "Shoot! Shoot quickly! Don't let him drink the medicine!!"

However, the two police officers obviously did not realize the seriousness of the problem. Instead, they looked at Xi Shenjian strangely, questioning him with their eyes - these two people had never seen what the [holy medicine] was, so in their opinion, the suspect was just drinking a strange potion and did not show any aggressive tendencies, so they should not shoot.

What's more, Xi Shenjian is not their superior or colleague, he is just a private detective who came to assist them and has no right to give them orders.

"Never mind, just shoot! Shoot him anywhere! Shoot!" Xi Shenjian was anxious, and pretended to snatch the police officer's pistol and pull the trigger himself.

However, due to this delay, Hijikata Hitoshi had already drunk the potion. His limbs began to twitch uncontrollably, veins appeared all over his body like earthworms, his eyes turned white and bulged like fish eyes, and his appearance became extremely terrifying.

"Chuckle, chuckle" a sound that was not human came out of Hijikata Hitoshi's throat, like bubbles, and he dragged his feet towards the crowd.

"Shoot quickly!" Xi Shenjian had already snatched a police officer's pistol, pointed it at Hijikata Hitoshi and pulled the trigger.

Bang, bang, bang, bang——!
However, at the moment the gun went off, Hijikata Hitoshi twisted his body almost at the same time and made several difficult evasive moves in succession at an incredible speed.

The gunshots disappeared, but no bullet holes appeared on Hijikata Hitoshi's body. All the bullets fell on the floor behind him, making crackling sounds. He avoided all the bullets!
"Avoid bullets? How is that possible?" Xi Shenjian took a breath of cold air.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Another police officer immediately realized the seriousness of the situation and shot at Hijikata Hitoshi, but he dodged all the shots using the same old trick.

"No, he didn't avoid the bullet, but stared at the muzzle of the gun and made predictions in advance." Jiuzhou Cheng, who was in the back, saw everything clearly.

No matter how powerful humans are, they cannot see the trajectory of a bullet and dodge it. Hijikata Hitoshi always keeps his eyes on the muzzle of the opponent's gun, and once he notices the gunman's fingers moving slightly, he turns his body to avoid the direction of the muzzle.

But even to achieve this, it requires strong physical coordination and terrifying reaction ability, which is almost impossible for ordinary people to do.

However, considering that Hijikata Hitoshi drank three bottles of [Holy Medicine] in a row, it is not surprising that he performed such a difficult action.

But since the pistol can no longer threaten Hijikata Hitoshi, the situation of Kyushu Makoto and others becomes dangerous.

Hijikata Hitoshi dodged volley of bullets and ran towards the crowd at full speed.

"Stop, stop right there!" The two policemen were almost scared out of their wits. They emptied their magazines in panic, but still missed a single shot. Seeing that they had no time to reload, they had no choice but to draw their batons to fight back.

"Get out of here!" Hijikata Hitoshi glanced at them coldly, knocked the two police officers to the ground with ease, and snatched the pistol from one of them.

Xi Shenjian also swung his baton to meet the attack, but was kicked away by Hijikata Hitoshiki.

"It hurts so much." Xi Shenjian rolled several times on the ground, his head feeling dizzy. It took him a long time to stand up again.

Then, Yushin Ken saw that Hijikata Hitoshi had pointed the reloaded pistol at him.

"Hey, calm down!" Xi Shenjian forced himself to remain calm and persuaded.

"What a pity. Until the end, I always thought that you would at least understand me." Hijikata Hitoshi's face was as creepy as a zombie, and even his expression was almost out of control. It was even hard to tell whether he was crying or laughing wildly: "Forget it, both of you will die here today."

"Calm down, don't shoot yet! We can talk more--" Xi Shenjian hurriedly advised.

“Bang——!”

He was interrupted halfway through his words by a sharp gunshot like an explosion coming from a distance.

Hijikata Hitoshi was shot in the thigh with a force that looked like that of a sniper rifle, which immediately tore his skin and flesh apart, and blood gushed out like flowers.

Judging from the trajectory of the bullet, it should have been fired from the building next door.

"Ugh" Hijikata Hitoshi's body fell uncontrollably and the pistol slipped to the ground.

"The target has been hit, attack immediately!"

The next moment, several fully armed black-clad soldiers rushed out from the rooftop door and the fire escape, quickly surrounded Hijikata Hitoshi, and pointed a row of guns at his head.

"Sorry, the support is too late." A girl in a windbreaker slowly walked out of the crowd and stared at Hijikata Hitoshi with a cold look: "Kyushu Makoto, this person is the target to be arrested, right?"

"It's him." Jiuzhou Cheng looked at the girl, breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded tiredly: "He has the [Holy Medicine], and seems to be related to the KJ organization. We must not let him get away."

"I see. Your luck is still as 'good' as ever." Officer Kiyomiya glanced back at Kyushu Makoto, then turned his gaze back to Hijikata Hitoshiki:
"It doesn't matter. I noticed it, too. The sniper bullet that could have broken a leg in two only left a larger bullet hole in his body. He must have used that kind of medicine."

"Cough cough." Hijikata Hitoshi crawled on the ground in pain. His thigh, which was shot by a gun, was bloody and there was blood flowing out of the bullet hole.

It seemed that the effect of the drug had not yet worn off, Hijikata Hitoshi was still able to stay awake, staring with wide eyes and questioning:

"who are you?"

"The Public Security Special Science Countermeasures Section has officially issued an arrest warrant for you." Officer Kiyomiya took out his police ID and announced to him, "Give up, Hijikata Hitoshi. You can't escape from us with this medicine."

"Public security. Why are the public security here too?" Hijikata Hitoshi revealed a confused look, but when he saw the tacit eye contact between Kyushu Makoto and the public security girl, he understood everything in an instant and sighed self-deprecatingly, "I didn't expect it to come to this, hahaha, this is too unlucky."

"If you have anything to say, wait until we get to the interrogation room." Officer Qing Gong took out handcuffs and handed them to a police officer beside him: "Take him away."

"Sorry, you can't catch me." Hijikata Hitoshi snorted coldly.

"What?" Officer Qing Gong narrowed his eyes slightly and reached for the holster at his waist.

"Because what I did was also to realize [KJ's dream]." Hijikata Hitoshi suddenly became very painful, holding his head with a hideous look on his face, and a hissing sound came out of his mouth, and strands of blood flowed out of his five senses and seven orifices:

"Ahhh. My head hurts. Help, help—"

"Bang!" A sound like a firecracker burst out from Hijikata Hitoshi's head, and his brain exploded like a watermelon, with red and white liquid splashing everywhere. Then, the rest of his body fell straight to the ground.

The Qing Palace police officer and several soldiers in the front row subconsciously took two steps back, but were still splashed with blood.

"How could this happen? He's dead?" Xi Shenjian stared at the scene in a daze, obviously not understanding why Hijikata Hitoshi's head exploded.

"It is said that the KJ organization will install small bombs in the heads of some members, and once they are in trouble, they will detonate and commit suicide." Officer Qingmiya wiped the blood stains on his coat vigorously, and after a moment he came back to his senses, frowned and said:

"He must know some inside information about the KJ organization, so they prepared a forced suicide tool for him to prevent him from being tortured and extorted. It's really disgusting. The clues are broken again."

After a brief silence, the public security reinforcements began to take action. They guarded and blocked the scene, reported the case, investigated the bodies, and comforted the wounded.

"This place will be cordoned off soon. Take your detective friend away from the scene first. Someone will take you to the hospital for treatment later." Officer Qing Gong walked up to Jiuzhou Cheng and patted him on the shoulder.

"Thank you for your hard work. Take a good rest."

(End of this chapter)