"Well let's do this!" Suzuki said, unsheathing his sword.
"Ha~a!" In less than four seconds, Hisasuke traveled the distance between him and Suzuki, with a war cry which made everyone who heard it shiver.
His voice was distorted, and so deep that you could barely hear anything other than a muffled sound coming from his wide opened-mouth. While he was running towards Suzuki, his red-eyes, filled with rage were locked onto the figure of Suzuki who unsheathed his sword from its scabbard with an apparent calmness behind his neutral mask.
"HAH!" He yelled, swinging his fist towards Suzuki who kept his sword in front of him, in his left hand.
Before the impact between Suzuki and his fist could occur, Suzuki crouched under his arm while moving closer to his massive body.
"Huh?!" Hisasuke exclaims, surprised that his blow was dodged so easily.
The time he took to realize that he was in danger, he was way too late to get away from the now swinging sword in Suzuki's hand.
"[Amputate]" Suzuki whispered, once his sword cut Hisasuke's shoulder from side to side, and his body now retreating from the unmoving figure of Hisasuke.
An arm fell on the candy ground. However, the blood geyser which usually occurs after that has not happened.
"How...?" Hisasuke said, incredulously since his unbelievable big muscles and thick skin was so easily cut than he still feels his arm.
"Have you finally regained your senses? Who would have thought that after such a great shock you would come back to reality." Suzuki said, still prepared to dash toward him.
"It doesn't matter much even if you now understand the difference between us, I suggest you stop futile resistance otherwise I would not be responsible for what will happen, running is not quite recommended." He continued, readying his sword.
"Haaah haah haa!" Hisasuke seems to be panicking, imagining all his limbs getting cut by the guy before him.
He suddenly turned around and tried to run toward one of the blocked exits.
"Foolish choice, me at least I don't hurt." Suzuki said, sheathing his sword.
BANG BANG
Two muffled sounds were heard, coming from the candy tower, followed by two dazzling rays of light stepping precisely through both legs of the panicked Hisasuke ending his desperate run.
"Haah!" He cried, visibly immersed in appalling pain.
"I told you that running wasn't a good option." Suzuki said, nearing the now untransformed Hisasuke on the ground, who just lose consciousness.
"Good shot Three." Suzuki said, looking toward the girl wearing a proud mask, who has a still smoking precision sniper.
'The secret technology that the government made this last year is horrifying, I hope that it won't fall in bad hands, otherwise, it will be a disaster.' Suzuki thought.
'Shit! Hisasuke was caught and there is almost none remaining guy to help me fight these guys... What am I going to do?!' Futoshi thought when he saw that Hisasuke couldn't even escape from these guys.
While he was reflecting on his next course of action, a figure jumped in front of him. The guy had an angry mask, and his upper body was completely bare of any clothes, only his pants and mask were intact. He could see that the face behind the mask was full of mockery. He suddenly raised his arm while clenching his fist, fist which struck with formidable force the two arms raised in the last hope of defense of Futoshi. His arms immediately morphed under the strength of the fist, and Futoshi's body hit the wall and slid on the floor, visibly unconscious and having both arms broken.
"Don't kill him One, he is visibly important, maybe he can bring us more than the other one. Take him with you and come back to the entrance." A ghost floating above his head said before vanishing.
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Somewhere, in a dark room. A man could be seen looking at a screen.
No, looking would be exaggerated since the man was lacking eyes, in fact, the majority of his face was lacking any feature. The same man was hooked up to multiple machines, which seems to keep him alive.
"One of the underground fighting areas was wiped out?" He said, unmoving.
"Whatever, there still are a lot of them, weak like them are useless for me. This group of people had exterminated them... I will watch for them for now. They might be handy."
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"Good job kids." Jotaro said, nearing the group of six.
All around them, government agents took care of reassembling the bodies still detached from the criminals and taking them to a van in which they were tied up and received first aid. Futoshi and Hisasuke were separated from the other worthless criminals.
"The mission has been swiftly done. There is not much casualty and you guys are not hurt. The target has perfectly been caught and you even got another guy who is more important than our original target." He said looking at the attentive group.
"I am proud of your work here, but the problem is that we expected them to be more powerful, it seemed that a lot of their usual clients stopped coming to their club after the death of the original owner." He continued looking at what's left of the place.
"Has this drug ring been dismantled?" Hitomi said, her mask in her hand.
"Yes and no. The problem is that it is just a small part of a bigger picture, so a little organization like this one is easily replaceable, but thanks to the other guy you found, there is a chance that we can uncover the biggest members, and slowly dismantle their network."
"It was logical, the big boss who organizes all this will surely not let such a small loss significantly affect his network." Kiku said while putting the head of an almost sleeping Suzuki on her lap.
"It is why your next mission will be more important than this one, it will also require some of you to be a spy, so you should be more careful about your actions. The details of the mission will be communicated to you in one month, until there, you have free time to do whatever you young people do." Jotaro said.
"Understood."