Victor folded his arms across his chest. "That's right, I did. What about it?"
"That woman belongs to the Tiger Claws Gang. She's run away now. Get it?"
"No," Victor said, utterly unfazed by the Tiger Claws Gang's superior numbers. "She was a customer, and I'm a ripperdoc. When a customer comes through my door, I can't exactly refuse to provide my services."
The Masked Man roared, "Baka! She's a Tiger Claws woman!"
That roar seemed to serve as a signal.
The goons behind him advanced on Victor.
They looked ready to teach Victor a lesson.
But Victor wasn't afraid in the slightest.
In his youth, he'd come close to becoming a legend himself.
How could a few Tiger Claws punks possibly intimidate him?
Before the Tiger Claws members could reach Victor,
a young man stepped into their path.
"Get lost! This is none of your business..."
Before the shouting Tiger Claws thug could finish,
a blade flashed.
The thug instinctively stumbled backward and landed on his ass.
He looked down.
A slit had been cut through the front of his biker jacket.
Even the skin beneath had a thin red line across it, seeping blood.
"Take another step, and the next cut goes for your necks."
Su Xiao flicked the Muramasa in his hand, shaking off the blood, then sheathed it.
V stepped forward as well.
She stood shoulder to shoulder with Su Xiao.
The Masked Man glanced at the weapon in V's hands and immediately recognized it as a Senkoh Tech Submachine Gun.
Unlike the Kenshin, that thing could fire bursts after charging.
And then there was Su Xiao's earlier slash, so fast they could barely see it...
If a fight really broke out, there was no telling how many of their Tiger Claws crew would make it