Tokyo Fall Guys beats up the supernatural

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Unlike the man in the overcoat, the man in the baseball uniform looked unusually young, as if he were only sixteen or seventeen years old.

The man in the baseball uniform looked at Ninomiya Yusuke, scoffed disdainfully, and said, "Mr. Ninomiya, right? I'm truly sorry about your fiancée."

He swung the baseball bat slung over his shoulder down, pointing it slightly toward the ground, his eyes sharpening as he said, "However, Tamamo-no-Mae is our business now. You can kill those trash now, but it's not too late for you to turn back."

Ninomiya Yusuke ignored his words and instead laughed, saying, "What's going on? Are these little brats who haven't even grown their hair yet becoming exorcists?"

He raised his pistol, pointed it at the boy in the baseball uniform, and continued:

"Do you mean you think everyone is at Mr. Ren's level?"

"Do all high school students these days think they can save the world?"

Upon hearing this, even the man in the overcoat with a gloomy expression showed a slight smile on his somber face.

The boy in the baseball uniform, his face ashen, gave a deep snort and said, "Looks like you're not planning on leaving... Hey, big guy, I'll ask you one more time, it's okay to kill someone here, right?"

The man in the overcoat next to him looked down at him, gave a deep "hmm," and nodded.

"For exorcists, killing is not something that cannot be resolved. If you can kill Lord Ninomiya Yusei here, then we will take care of everything else." The man in the coat said calmly.

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, the boy in the baseball uniform revealed a maniacal smile, looked at Ninomiya Yusuke, raised his baseball bat, pointed at him, and said, "Mr. Ninomiya... I will try my best to spare your life!"

Ninomiya Yusuke didn't take it seriously, but silently pointed the gun at the boy in the baseball uniform's forehead and said, "I still feel a little uncomfortable about killing a child."

"What is your name? I need to perform a ritual for you so that you can be properly helped to pass on to the afterlife."

"Performing a rite of passage...that's something monks should do!" the boy in the baseball uniform roared, suddenly lowering his body and charging towards Ninomiya Yuuki!

Ninomiya Yusuke remained calm, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

Seriously... they just charged straight at us?

Seven steps away, the gun is fast.

Within seven steps... the gun was both fast and accurate.

How dare you do that?

Without hesitation, Ninomiya Yusuke pulled the trigger repeatedly, the pistol blaring and spitting fire.

But then, a bizarre scene unfolded.

As the boy in the baseball uniform moved forward, he suddenly transformed into a phantom, as if he did not exist in this world. Although he seemed to be moving slowly, he dodged Ninomiya Yuuki's bullet with a single turn of his head.

In that instant, Ninomiya Yuuki realized that he had probably encountered someone who had gained extraordinary abilities because of the new era.

Over the past year, more and more people have awakened strange abilities, and even people who have absolutely no connection with evil spirits may suddenly gain all sorts of magical powers overnight.

These people are completely different from exorcists. Their birth is like a boundary, making people truly feel the change in the world.

The boy in the baseball uniform dodged, leaving afterimages in his wake. Bullets pierced through these afterimages until Ninomiya Yusuke emptied his magazine, but none of them managed to hurt him.

Left with no other choice, Ninomiya Yusuke threw away the two pistols in his hands.

Seeing this, the boy in the baseball uniform grinned maliciously. Like a ninja, he leaped across the open field and arrived in front of Ninomiya Yuuki in a few leaps.

"Out of bullets, huh! Then you're going to die!" The baseball bat sparked as it scraped against the ground. He swung the steel bat like a street thug, aiming for Ninomiya Yusuke's crotch with a vicious move.

Ninomiya Yusuke reluctantly took a step back, dodging the blow, and then raised his hand.

He retracted the fingertips of his left hand, hooked them on the inside of his palm, and a cloth bag inside the cuff of the heavy armor shattered with a muffled thud.

As he raised his arm, he flung out everything from the cloth bag.

It was a sky full of gold mixed with white powder.

The baseball-uniformed boy, eager to swing his bat a second time, was caught off guard and rushed straight into the dust cloud. The dust, a mixture of metal and flour, instantly enveloped him. Even though he quickly closed his eyes and covered his mouth and nose, it was too late.

Because Ninomiya Yusuke had already taken out a lighter from a small pocket at his waist.

The "click" sound of the flint striking the ground was extremely pleasant, which made the boy in the baseball uniform, who was surrounded by dust, feel uneasy. Just as he was about to shout for help, Ninomiya Yusuke had already raised his hand and thrown the silver open-top lighter away.

Such ruthless methods sent chills down the spines of both the exorcist hiding in the shadows and the tall man in the overcoat.

The lighter came into contact with the mist made of powder.

"boom!"

The explosion began in an instant.

A large amount of flour combined with a small amount of flammable metal caused a firework-like effect.

Flames danced between the flour and magnesium powder, and the extremely high temperature, far too deadly for humans, instantly engulfed the boy in the baseball uniform. In that instant, the self-important boy realized his fear and what he was facing.

After awakening superpowers, will life be filled with legendary moments? Or will it be like the protagonist in the story, filled with dark and violent adventures?

Neither seems to be the case... It seems he didn't get the script that belonged to the protagonist in his life, and his arrogance brought him a price.

He underestimated this world of evil spirits and exorcists, and underestimated the fighting style that these two groups had developed over countless years. Once someone like Ninomiya Yusuke makes up his mind, the fight to the death will only engulf his naivety.

Surrounded by raging flames, the boy howled in agony, but his cries only caused countless burning powder particles to pour into his mouth. The scalding flames, like venomous snakes coated with corrosive liquid, flowed down his throat and into his lungs.

Illusions kept flickering out of his body, but were pulled back before they could leave. For a moment, it seemed as if countless versions of him existed.

Trembling and struggling in the flames, their cries of agony had been silenced by the burning of their lungs and throats, leaving only silent trembling.

Ninomiya Yusuke watched all this unfold, his lifeless eyes devoid of any emotion, as if his gentleness had vanished with the burst of flames.

Chapter 363 The Money-Spraying Gun!

The boy's struggle continued; he desperately reached out for help, but no one paid him any attention.

"Mr. Ninomiya is surprisingly cruel," the man in the coat said coldly. The flames burning on the boy's face illuminated his features, making him look like cold steel waiting quietly by a furnace.

The explosion caused by the small amount of powder quickly ended, but the boy in the baseball uniform had no strength left. He was curled up on the ground, clutching his throat in pain. A faint hissing sound could be heard from his throat, indicating that he had at least survived.

But judging from the charred color of his face and hands, and the burnt smell emanating from his body, serious injuries were inevitable.

“Cruel?” Ninomiya Yusuke looked up at the man in the coat, his expression seemingly aggrieved, filled with a deep sense of innocence, as if the cruel act that had just occurred had nothing to do with him.

"Before today, I had never hit anyone, let alone killed anyone."

Ninomiya Yusuke bent down and took out the weapon he had prepared from his bag again.

This time, it was... a strange, bright red object, like a gun, but square, with a flat opening at the front.

On the side of this strange pistol, there are traces of paint being brushed off, and you can vaguely see what appears to have been white lettering paint there before.

...This is a money-throwing gun.

It's the kind of entertainment toy that appears in the music videos of Black rappers, where they hold it and throw piles of US dollars into the sky and at beautiful women.

Or they might appear at parties, used as a tool to liven up the atmosphere, making a swishing sound between champagne glasses and neon lights to enhance the ambiance.

No matter what, those things shouldn't be here. It's like an enemy in a bloody and brutal battlefield suddenly rushing over from the opposite trench, jumping into your trench, and pulling out their phone to ask if you want to play a MOBA mobile game together.

The man in the coat was clearly taken aback. He shook his head slightly and said in an incredulous tone, "Mr. Ninomiya, what is this...?"

Ninomiya Yusuke brandished the coin-throwing gun in his hand and said, "Don't you understand? I'm going to use this to defeat you."

The man in the coat paused for a moment, then raised his hand and scratched his head. Ninomiya Yusuke noticed that his hands were wrapped in thick leather gloves, which looked a bit strange.

The man in the coat then said, "I understand that some exorcists use all sorts of tools, but... Mr. Ninomiya, using such a toy as a weapon is really offensive."

Ninomiya Yusuke remained silent for a moment, then bent down again and pulled out another weapon from his bag.

This time, the weapon looked fierce; it was a black iron club with a T-shaped handguard at the top.

Ninomiya Yusuke pressed a button next to the handguard, and a long blade suddenly sprang out.

He wielded a spring-loaded sword, the kind of weapon street thugs would pull out in a brawl.

The coin-throwing gun in one hand makes you feel like you've stepped into a party.

The man in the overcoat, who had been as calm and composed as an iron tower, suddenly became somewhat annoyed.

“Mr. Ninomiya, are you suggesting that these weapons are more useful than the gun you just pulled out?” He pointed to himself. “Or do you think it’s better to fight me?”

Ninomiya Yusuke brandished the coin-throwing gun and said frankly, "This is even better."

The man in the overcoat lowered his hands, clenched his fists, and his voice grew even deeper: "Is that so..."

"Then come on."

After saying that, he rushed forward in one stride, his heavy right hand, encased in a leather glove, suddenly punched out, accompanied by a terrifying whistling sound, towards Ninomiya Yusuke.

Ninomiya Yusuke raised his spring-loaded sword and charged forward. Faced with this powerful attack, his first instinct was to thrust the sword directly at the attacker.

However, unexpectedly, just as the spring sword was about to touch the fist, the man in the coat twisted his elbow strangely, and the fist that was originally going straight for the punch suddenly deviated, passing by the spring sword and hitting Ninomiya Yusuke in the chest without any suspense.

Ninomiya Yusuke's eyes widened. Although the inscriptions on his chest were still shining, the powerful shockwave transmitted through the protective barrier still made him feel short of breath.

Suppressing the instinctive urge to bow, Ninomiya Yusuke raised the coin-throwing gun in his hand and aimed it at the tall man in the overcoat.

hum hum...

The coin-spraying gun emitted a buzzing sound from its electric motor, and then sheets of talisman paper were sprayed out!

The moment the talisman was sprayed out, it burst into a blinding light, turning into a sharp blade that stabbed fiercely at the man in the coat in front of him!

These specially treated talismans struck the man in the coat at almost point-blank range. The sharp edges of each talisman tore through the thick coat, struck the man's face, and cut into his flesh.

The man in the overcoat withdrew his fist and flew back, raising his hand to block. The densely packed talismans cut into his face and arms, and blood spurted out as if it were free.

In just one exchange, large chunks of flesh were cut off from the lower half of the man's face by three or four talismans.

Although he managed to raise his hand to block it in time, even his arm was cut by the talisman.

The pieces were cut into accordion-like shapes, the ruthless cuts as if the man in the coat were a piece of meat to be butchered.

The man in the coat slowly lowered his arm.

The face behind the arm can no longer be called a face.

His nose and cartilage were cut open, and his lips and chin were slashed with long cuts. A total of four talismans cut three horrifying gashes into the lower half of his face, while one talisman was held firmly in place by his upper and lower teeth and failed to cause any harm.

"Hmph..." The man in the coat glared angrily, his eyes now turning into clear yellow vertical pupils, like those of a wild beast, filled with ferocity and rage.

Ninomiya Yusuke took two steps back, let out a long breath, and suppressed the dull pain in his chest caused by difficulty breathing.

The man in the overcoat bit the talisman in his mouth twice. As the writing on the talisman faded, its hardness disappeared, and it was chewed like ordinary paper before being swallowed.

Ninomiya Yusuke understood that although the man in the coat was seriously injured, the battle was still undecided.

The man in the overcoat opened his blood-red mouth and said softly, "Mr. Ninomiya's methods are truly unexpected."

"I thought you were underestimating me just now, but now it seems... I was the one who underestimated you."

A ferocious smile appeared on the slashed face. As he smiled, the cuts even split open, revealing blood-stained gums and facial muscles.

Then, stiff white hairs began to grow on his face.

The flesh was being stitched up, the wounds were contracting, and one by one, hard talismans were slowly squeezed out by the muscles, stained with red blood and slowly drifting to the ground.

A pair of wolf eyes slowly lit up.

Chapter 364 A desperate move

Werewolves? Or something else entirely?

A monster, or a half-demon?

The man in the overcoat in front of them was twisting his body, transforming into a terrifying beast. His bones had not changed, but he seemed to have suddenly grown several centimeters taller. As the wounds on his face healed, they were covered by layers of pure white, coarse, short animal fur.

In just a few seconds, the man in the coat had transformed into a towering monster resembling an upright white wolf. He removed his heavy leather gloves, revealing hands covered in white hair. At this moment, the fingernails at the tips of his fingers had completely changed, rising upwards from the flat surface of the nails to form new, sharp tips. Those eerie nails resembled the claws of a carnivore, with sharp tips and thick bases, designed entirely for causing harm.

"I heard that a creature called a half-demon once appeared in Urayasu City. Are you one of them?" Ninomiya Yusuke asked.

The man in the coat, now a werewolf, let out a savage laugh and said in a hoarse voice, "No, I am not one of those... inferior beings born from the Path of the Crown."

He proudly raised his head, gently placed his hand on his chest, and said arrogantly, "I have become what I am today entirely according to my own will, because of the blessings of the new era."

“The Path of the Crown…” Ninomiya Yusuke was unaware of the inside story of Urayasu City, so he frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something, and then gripped the weapon in his hand tightly.

The man in the overcoat in front of him was indeed different from the half-demon's transformation. Compared to the half-demons whose bones were twisted and deformed, the man in the overcoat at this moment seemed to have grown hair all over his body, and his fingernails had turned into sharp claws. His face and body did not undergo any other changes.

The blessings of the new era... Could the new era also create such monsters?

Ninomiya Yusuke raised the coin-throwing gun in his hand, pointed it at the man in the coat, and shouted, "No matter what, Tamamo-no-Mae must die."

"I've killed enough people today. I'm giving you one last chance. Get out of my way!"

Upon hearing this, the man in the overcoat scoffed disdainfully, bowing slightly. His already tall stature now made him appear like a giant wall, and the ruthlessness in his eyes was almost tangible, sending chills down Ninomiya Yusuke's spine.

"You're really kind, Mr. Ninomiya... but you like to say silly things."

Seemingly feeling that there was no point in talking to someone like Ninomiya Yusei, the man in the coat took a step forward and punched Ninomiya Yusei with a clenched fist as soon as he finished speaking.