117: Fishing

The others were horrified by his miserable state and stared at Shuya with horrified eyes, not daring to utter a sound.

Shuya stepped over him and slammed down on the other person.

After dealing with the two men, the policeman couldn't hold back when he approached the third.

"Inoue Shuya! Stop what you're doing right now!"

Takaita Daisuke decisively raised his gun and aimed it at Shuya's back.

"Regarding the incident where they almost hit your friend, our police will give you an explanation... So, stop!"

"Or we'll open fire!"

Other police officers raised their guns and pointed them at Shuya.

Shuya remained silent, his back to them.

Takaita Daisuke and the others were oppressed by the heavy atmosphere, their backs covered in cold sweat.

Shuya turned his head, positioning it at a 45-degree angle in the moonlight.

"That's strange, Officer Takaita. Didn't I already say that?"

"Wh-what?"

Takaita Daisuke with difficulty.

"I need you to handle this as soon as possible."

Shuya use his scabbard; he stepped on the third boy's thigh and ground it down hard.

"Ah!"

The screams of agony resumed.

"You, you..."

Takaita Daisuke didn't know what to say.

Shuya said, "I've given you so much time already, and today I even have to step in to save you."

"You still dare to say you'll give me an explanation?"

He broke his other leg and turned to walk towards the fourth person.

A faint, mocking voice came from behind:

"Ha, are you worthy?"

The police officers were speechless for a moment.

But just as he was about to make a move, a deafening engine roar and a furious shout rang out:

"Stop!"

Section 130, Chapter 117: Fishing

"?"

Shuya looked over upon hearing the sound.

The biker gang members' eyes lit up, and they started shouting:

"Boss!"

"Help!"

"Great, the boss is here!"

A steel monster, clearly illegally modified, came hurtling towards them.

A young woman was riding on a huge motorcycle.

With her powerful physical abilities, she skillfully and quickly drove her motorcycle over, nimbly and swiftly bypassing the fallen boys.

She wasn't wearing a helmet, and her beautiful face was completely exposed.

Her hair was even longer than Shuya's, and it was whipping through the air like a long whip as the motorcycle made a crazy turn.

She and her motorcycle sped towards us like a streak of black lightning.

The woman's lips curled into a wild, captivating smile.

She shouted at Shuya:

"You bastard, how dare you hurt someone in the street!"

She labeled Shuya's behavior without understanding the reason.

"Take this!"

The motorcycle lifted its wheels off the ground and ran over him.

Shuya had already drawn his sword at some point and was staring intently at the woman and her motorcycle.

In his vision, the woman's entire body was moving intensely, extending towards the motorcycle and amplifying it to its limit.

The leader of this biker gang is indeed...

A master of using qi!

Even with the reinforced motorcycle, Shuya couldn't cut it off as easily as before.

He took a deep breath, raised his katana high, and slashed down heavily at the motorcycle.

The original air attribute quickly transforms into water attribute, and then from water attribute into ice attribute.

Northland New Snow Thousand-Fold Style. Ice Wheel!

Frosty mist surged from First Snow's blade, forming a series of hard ice spikes that spun rapidly, transforming into an ice chainsaw.

This move is specifically designed to enhance cutting ability.

Shuya's Ice Wheel and the woman's wildly spinning motorcycle front wheel clashed violently together, producing a teeth-grinding, ear-piercing noise.

Everyone screamed and covered their ears, but the demonic sound still relentlessly penetrated their minds.

During their exchange of blows, Shuya and the woman locked eyes.

The woman grinned at Shuya.

She twisted her waist with her inner strength, maneuvering the enormous motorcycle at high speed through the air, its front and rear wheels constantly alternating as it ran over Shuya.

"Hahaha, kid! How's that move?!"

The woman burst into laughter.

"Madman!"

Shuya cursed under his breath, focusing all his attention on controlling the First Snow and the Ice Wheel to continuously block the wildly spinning wheels.

We finally made it through.

The motorcycle landed, and the woman stretched out her long legs, stepping on the ground to support the motorcycle.

Shuya's hands felt a little numb.

The woman shook her head, feeling dizzy.

"Whew, that felt great!"

Satisfied, she took a cigarette out of her pocket, lit it, took a deep drag, and exhaled.

"Boss Jing!"

"Big Sister is awesome!"

"Kill him quickly!"

The biker gang started to cheer.

The woman glanced at the boy who had just been beaten; the legs of the remaining people had all been broken by Shuya.

She missed it.

"Very well, you've caught my attention, kid."

With a cigarette dangling from her lips, she pointed sharply at Shuya and said righteously, "Speak! Why did you hurt someone, you brat!"

Shuya said calmly, "They struck first."

"Heh, who knows if you're lying."

The woman said leisurely.

Shuya raised an eyebrow, pointed at the police behind him, and said, "Didn't you see those police officers behind us? They're on a mission tonight to hunt down the biker gang."

"It's fake, it's all special effects, all your people in disguise."

The woman said calmly, "Look at that uncle, he looks so fierce, he's obviously a gangster."

Takaita Daisuke's face darkened.

Shuya seemed to have figured out her plan. "Heh, stop messing around. Didn't you hear those biker gang members calling you 'boss' or 'big sister'? Now you want to pretend you're just a passerby?"

Hehehehe!

The woman burst into laughter. "Ridiculous! What does your want to arrest their leader, Shizuka, have to do with me, Shizuka Hiratsuka! I'm just a righteous martial artist passing by, and I only intervened to save people because I couldn't stand seeing you bullying them!"

The woman, Shizuka Hiratsuka, burst into arrogant laughter.

Shizuka Hiratsuka?

Shuya's expression shifted, realizing it was another character from the Frozen Eel faction.

But he didn't have time to play the guessing game anymore.

This young lady doesn't seem to have any good intentions.

Shuya said helplessly, "Miss, do you think you can get away with this?"

"Yes, little brother."

Shizuka Hiratsuka said jokingly.

"...?"

Shuya tilted his head in confusion. Didn't Li Shuhong say that even martial artists are afraid of guns and cannons and dare not go out and cause trouble?

Shizuka Hiratsuka, smoking a cigarette, said, "Judging from your expression, I roughly know what your handsome teacher told you. Don't take that explanation too seriously. As long as you don't cross the line and don't attack civilians without reason, the higher-ups won't investigate too much."

"Of course, this privilege only applies to powerful people, and people like you and me who have cultivated our Qi happen to be such powerful people."

"Why?"

"It's simple. The higher-ups are afraid of us too. We're not stupid enough to stand there and get shot. Retaliation is easy for them. But if the higher-ups really make up their minds, no matter how strong we are, we're no match for them. So there's a delicate balance here."

She gestured towards the boy whose leg Xiu had Shuya and said, "Just like when you broke their legs, if you have a plausible reason, you won't be held accountable, since no one died anyway."

"The strong do have certain privileges. Your teacher might have made it sound very serious, but that was just a routine way to scare you and prevent you from being too reckless during your formative years."

"Oh, I see. Thank you for your explanation."

Shuya bowed his head politely to express his gratitude.

I didn't expect this young lady to be a bit of a know-it-all.

"Fine."

But I have one more question.

"Ask."

Shuya and said, "With such a large biker gang group, you've definitely crossed the line, haven't you?"

"Heh, they have nothing to do with me."

Shizuka Hiratsuka smiled slyly, "I've never actually participated in their activities. At most, I just chanted slogans. They were the ones who fought against other organizations; I didn't participate in a single one."

"Yeah yeah."