"Why are they fighting?"
Hanamaru Hiroki poked his head out from the Toyota Crown, as he seemed to have heard some strange argument over the intercom about some cherry blossom or cherry flavor.
He opened the car door and got out.
On the other side.
Ishibashi Kesuke had gone several rounds without taking down the guy in front of him, and his right calf was painfully struck by a whip-like kick earlier.
"Pretty tough."
"Pah."
Hanpe Suji spat out the blood from his teeth.
After this series of scuffles, he realized the guy in front of him was definitely not some ordinary cop.
The moves from Police Headquarters, mixed with Judo, were well-mastered, not as stiff as regular police officers.
With regular cops, he could take one down in a couple of moves.
"Haha, we're alike. What do you do in Police Headquarters?"
Ishibashi Kesuke patted the dust off his body from falling:
"I haven't joined Police Headquarters yet."
"From the police station?"
