Sword Slashes the Van

Fujino looked at the menacing van thugs closing in around him, and his brow immediately furrowed.

Who had he pissed off this time?

Had some gang he offended while solving cases come to block him?

Had criminals he sent to prison escaped and come back for revenge?

Or had his identity as Beika Batman been exposed, and Ambus Tella Industry had come knocking?

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

But those thoughts vanished just as quickly and were tossed into the trash moments later.

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out.

Fujino came back to his senses just in time to see the windshield of his Ford Taurus shatter beneath the baseball bat of a burly man dressed in black and wearing the same sort of hood as a violent criminal.

He focused slightly and assessed the situation around him.

At that moment, the car was completely surrounded by a group of burly men. Each of them carried a standard baseball bat, with either criminal hoods or black stockings over their faces. They looked extremely professional.

"Bastard!"

"Get the hell out here!"

The burly men surrounded the car, their curses mixed with rolling tongues as they smashed the windows with baseball bats and continuously tried to yank the doors open.

Fortunately, the car automatically locked while it was moving. No matter how hard they pulled, even if they tore off the handles, they could not open the doors.

And with the enhancement of Super Pilot: Machine Soul Descent, the car windows had become exponentially sturdier.

For a while, even iron hammers could only barely smash the glass apart; they could not break through it completely.

Fujino did not make a move yet. He silently watched the burly men around him, marking them one by one in his mind.