Fang Mo had just let out a curse.
Not far away, a cement board was suddenly pushed aside.
Hayakawa Aki directly jumped out from inside and then looked around vigilantly. However, he seemed startled upon seeing Fang Mo.
"You'd rather bring a Fox Devil to breakfast than me?"
Fang Mo was straightforward, soulfully questioning: "What, are you afraid I'll put hemorrhoids in your porridge?"
"We've been attacked!"
Hayakawa Aki, being too straightforward, didn't even pick up on the joke and said anxiously, "The enemy suddenly started shooting. I only managed to block two shots, but Himeno-senpai still got injured. In a critical moment, I had to use the Fox to attack the enemy, but it seemed ineffective."
"So where is Himeno?"
Fang Mo asked.
"Still below," replied Hayakawa Aki, pushing aside two more cement boards. "I've already had Power help with the bleeding, but the injury is very serious."
"Let me take a look."
Fang Mo went over and found that the injury was indeed very severe.
The bullet had hit Himeno directly in the left side of the chest... that is, the heart. Even though the suits of the Special Devil Unit were made of special fibers, they couldn't stop the bullet. Now, a bloody hole was opened in Himeno's left chest, and Power was pressing on it with one hand, using the abilities of the Blood Devil to stop the bleeding.
In fact, in this situation, just stopping the bleeding was not enough. This was a bullet wound; Himeno's heart might already be damaged. She needed to be sent to the hospital immediately.
Of course, Power thought the same and said directly, "I suggest you take her to the hospital immediately..."
"I'll deal with the enemy," said Hayakawa Aki, immediately responding, "Power, Denji, you two take Himeno-senpai to the hospital!"
"Okay."
Denji immediately nodded, then turned to Power and said, "Power, let's go..."
"Their target is you."
However, before Denji could finish speaking, Fang Mo interrupted him: "If you take Himeno and run, you'll probably be in trouble halfway through. You'll all be wiped out together."
"What?"
Denji was also stunned after listening.
"How do you know all this?" Hayakawa Aki directly asked, "Why are they targeting Denji? Could it be that you..."
"If you dare doubt me again, I'll force-feed you a stomach full of pus soup of the century."
While saying this, Fang Mo pointed to the side, "If you have any questions, just ask him. I'm just someone who stepped out to walk the dog. This matter has nothing to do with me."
"Hmm?"
Hearing Fang Mo's words, Hayakawa Aki looked in the direction he indicated.
He then saw a man in a black trench coat slowly approaching. The man was tall and burly, seemingly young but with heavy facial hair, sporting thick hair at his temples and an extremely cold expression.
"This is the guy who just attacked us..."
Frowning, Hayakawa Aki immediately raised his weapon, ready to confront the enemy.
Denji also placed his hand on his chest, as if ready to transform into an electric saw man to attack the enemy at any moment.
However, to everyone's surprise, the man did not attack directly. Instead, he glanced at Denji and suddenly said, "Finally, I meet you, Denji."
"Who the hell are you?"
Denji immediately retorted, "Don't try to get friendly; I don't know you!"
"My grandfather was the gentlest man in the world," the man said, standing still and speaking to himself. "Though he was in the mafia, it was just one. The number of women and children he killed was few. The money earned from selling that white powder, he used to buy things I wanted."
"He was exactly the kind of beloved man of Edo, like a so-called necessary evil."
Saying this, the man suddenly pulled out a photo from his pocket, "Denji, you must like my grandfather too, right?"
"You..."
Seeing the old man in the photo, Denji's face slightly changed.
Yes, he did recognize this old man. His father was in debt to this guy, and he had always been forced to work to repay the debt, nearly having all his organs sold by this person.
It was also fortunate that later, this man, coveting the power of a Devil, turned into a zombie, and was then killed by Denji.
"Recognize him?"
Hayakawa Aki glanced at Denji beside him.
"What do you want?" Denji ignored Hayakawa Aki and shouted directly at the other person.
"The Gun Devil wants your heart."
As the other person spoke, he suddenly pulled out a pistol from his bosom. However, unlike in the original story, Hayakawa Aki's physical abilities had greatly improved. Seeing this, he immediately activated the Fox Devil by forming a gesture with his fingers and exclaimed, "Hmph!"
A huge, eerie fox head appeared out of nowhere, swallowing the opponent whole.
"I won't let you escape this time."
Upon seeing this, Hayakawa Aki also said, "Fox, swallow it."
"Hayakawa Aki, wait."
However, the Fox Devil didn't follow the instructions. Instead, it said, "This guy tastes very strange, he's neither a devil nor a..."
Before the word 'human' could be spoken, the Fox Devil's head was suddenly slashed open by a knife. Countless organ-like structures sprayed everywhere, and then a dark shadow crawled out from within.
"What!?"
Hayakawa Aki was also taken aback by the scene before him.
The man with sideburns from before had now changed his appearance. It was as if he had transformed into Denji's Chainsaw Man form. His cheeks suddenly became fierce and charred black, a giant samurai sword emerged from his forehead, and two more samurai swords extended from his hands.
This was somewhat like the swords of the artificial Deadpool in the movie 'X-Men Origins: Wolverine,' but they were wider and longer. Combined with his tall stature, it created an overwhelming sense of oppression.
"Is this... a posture similar to Denji's?"
Hayakawa Aki frowned, then turned to say something to Denji, but suddenly, a gunshot rang out. Denji's head exploded like a watermelon, instantly falling to the ground dead.
"What's going on here!"
Power seemed to panic upon seeing this, looking around, "If this continues, I might have to run away!"
"A sniper rifle?"
Hayakawa Aki felt a sinking feeling in his heart and also looked around, but he couldn't spot any enemy. Meanwhile, the Katana Man was slowly approaching, and this feeling of being attacked from both sides made his heart sink: "This is bad..."
"How about it?"
In contrast to Hayakawa Aki's vigilant demeanor, Fang Mo was smiling at this critical juncture: "At such a critical moment, you finally realize that you haven't eaten enough crap, right?"
"Can we stop joking around at a time like this?"
Hayakawa Aki, holding a sword in both hands, cautiously eyed the Katana Man: "Go save Himeno-senpai, I'll handle this guy."
"As for the price..."
"Whatever you ask, just go save her!"
After shouting this, Hayakawa Aki was already entangled in a fight with the Katana Man.
"Alright then."
Fang Mo shrugged his shoulders and then turned his attention away from the other man, looking towards Himeno lying on the ground.
It must be said, her condition was indeed dire, likely a bullet lodged in her heart. She was bleeding profusely from her mouth and nose, and even Power's efforts to stop the bleeding were futile; it was clear she wouldn't survive.
"Am I... about to die..."
Seeing Fang Mo look at her, Himeno weakly asked: "Is Aki-kun alright?"
"Oh, he's fighting with that sword guy."
Fang Mo simply stated: "Right now, it seems they are evenly matched, but if the other guy gets serious, Aki's chances of survival are slim... No way around it... he hasn't eaten enough crap."
"I'm fine here, go help him."
Himeno immediately said, but then coughed again, blood spurting from her mouth like it was free.
"No way, I've already signed a contract with Hayakawa Aki. I have to do what he says." While saying this, Fang Mo drew out a deep green great sword.
This was a sword he made upon leaving the JOJO world.
Because it was made using dull gold, emeralds, and a healing jade enhancer, it was, paradoxically, a sword meant for saving people.
"Come on, let me stab it in, and that'll be it."
Fang Mo smiled, then raised the great sword in his hand: "The divine doctor makes a move, only stopping after curing death..."
"I can also sign a contract with you!"
Himeno said anxiously: "I'm fine, the Blood Devil can help stop my bleeding first, you go help..."
Before she could finish speaking, the battle not far away had already been decided.
Although Hayakawa Aki had received physical enhancement, allowing him to barely keep up with his opponent for a few rounds, the man with the samurai sword suddenly unleashed a swift technique resembling a 'draw-and-slash' move, likely a kind of finishing move. It was so fast that Hayakawa Aki couldn't see it clearly, and by the time he reacted, it was already too late. Blood spurted from his chest as he fell to the ground.
"…Aki-kun."
Himeno, witnessing this scene, initially showed a complex and sad expression on her face, then suddenly resolved herself: "I offer everything I have to save Hayakawa Aki."
"This is your own decision, isn't it?"
Fang Mo shrugged his shoulders, then plunged his sword directly into Himeno's chest.
With a grunt, she was instantly struck by severe pain. Her pupils involuntarily dilated, but she still tried to turn her head to look in Hayakawa Aki's direction, probably wanting to see him one last time.
However, that one look changed everything.
She witnessed a scene she would never forget for the rest of her life.
"Earn money to dispel others' disasters."
Fang Mo, while speaking, slowly walked towards the man with the samurai sword. Of course, the Katana Man also noticed Fang Mo and suddenly made a strange gesture in mid-air.
The next second, sparks burst simultaneously from Fang Mo's chest, neck, forehead, jaw, and back.
"What?"
Seeing this, the Katana Man also seemed stunned: "The sniper rifle is useless?"
Despite his surprise, the Katana Man quickly prepared for battle. He pulled his hands back and then crouched slightly, assuming a posture similar to the 'draw-and-slash' stance.
Clearly, he also realized that Fang Mo might be a threat to him and decided it was best to take him down quickly.
"Be... careful!"
Seeing the opponent's stance, Hayakawa Aki, lying in a pool of blood, also struggled to utter a warning.
"Come, cut here." However, Fang Mo didn't care about these things; he even deliberately pointed to his neck: "Let's see what you can do."
The Katana Man, without overthinking, activated his ability and, like a bolt of lightning, rushed towards Fang Mo. It did resemble a 'draw-and-slash' move, as he swung his two swords full circle, directly aiming at Fang Mo's neck.
But what nobody expected was this.
The heavy and powerful slash, when it hit Fang Mo, only produced a "clang" sound. Then the two swords shattered instantly, scattering countless fragments everywhere. The Katana Man stood frozen on the spot, seemingly unable to accept this outcome.
"Alright, you've made your move."
Fang Mo's voice sounded, and the Katana Man subconsciously looked up at him, only to see him slowly pulling out a huge purple blade as large as a door panel: "Now it's my turn."
The Katana Man still wanted to counterattack.
Before he could raise his hand, the large sword mercilessly chopped down from above. The force of this strike was so terrifying that it cleaved him in two from head to toe. Then, the massive blade heavily smashed onto the ground, emitting a dull and frightening sound, as if the entire block trembled from it.
Due to Fang Mo's strike being exceedingly swift and fierce, even the swordsman himself was unaware that he had been chopped in half. He instinctively raised his hands, as if intending to continue attacking Fang Mo, but at that moment, Fang Mo had already raised his Manyullyn Blade for another strike, severing the swordsman's right shoulder, thigh, and arm.
"Selling white powder, huh?" Fang Mo said with a smile, lifting the cleaving blade in his hand for another strike.
"Killing women and children, huh?" The purple cleaving blade fell again, its force even stronger than before, causing the surrounding cars to shake and hover in mid-air.
"Necessary evil, huh?" Fang Mo's face still bore a smile, but just after these few strikes, the swordsman had already disappeared, leaving only a pile of messily severed limbs on the ground.
"With all these immoral deeds your grandfather did, you still aspire to be a star?"
"You're pretending to be a good person now, huh?" The speed of the Manyullyn Blade accelerated, quickly turning into a blur of purple shadows. The deafening sounds echoed through the street like muffled thunder, shattering all the glass in the surrounding buildings. The entire ground seemed to be mourning, and onlookers like Hayakawa Aki, Power, and Himeno were completely dumbfounded.
But apart from them, there was another person equally astonished. That was a woman with golden short hair, hiding at the street corner, the swordsman's accomplice.
"Special Division Four... where did they find such a monster?"
Sawatari Akane instinctively stepped back, panicked by the sight of her partner failing to withstand even a single attack from the opponent. Her mind was filled with shock, and the only thought left was whether to flee.
But before she could decide, she found herself frozen in place, because Sawatari Akane had just looked up and saw Fang Mo stop his attack and slowly turn his head towards her.
In an instant, cold sweat drenched her entire back.