So we find out that Cassa was able to disguise herself as Ms. Wong, hoping that Mimiko would leak info about the Eleventh Yard. Only thing is, Mimiko believes that it’s an urban myth.
Now Cassa knows that it’s a real place, but Mimiko is totally clueless to this information. Yeah, it seems like she’s clueless to a lot of things, like how she’s gonna be able to get away from Cassa before she gets turned into a Kowloon Chick.
All the sudden, Kotaro comes busting through the door, as if he can actually do something to Cassa, yeah right. Oh, now I know why he’s acting like a tough guy, ’cause Zelman is right behind him, and he’s not happy either.
Zelman tries to put the hurtin’ on Cassa with his wicked Eye Ignite attack, and since Cassa is no match for him, all she can do is dodge the fire blasts.
Now Zelman gets a little too carried away, and blows up the whole place, but miraculously, no one gets hurt. Well, we want Cassa to get hurt, not Mimiko and Kotaro. Well, if you ask me, all three of them should have been taken out, but that’s only because I’m a hater.
Cassa gets away unscathed, Damn! I guess we’ll just have to leave it to Jiro to take that broad out! But wait, we have another problem, the illegal crates of blood that Mimiko found is tainted, and Kowloon children are popping up in one of the hospitals. This is not good.
Now while all of this is going on, we run into Sei, who’s sitting on his duff meditating, when some a kowloon dude walks in, and demands that Sei tell him where the eleventh yard is. Can somebody please tell me what’s so special about that place?
Sei won’t budge, but the guy has a bomb. “Sei, you better start flappin’ those gums if you want to live to see another day!” Zhang comes to the rescue by giving the guy something he always wanted, a stab through the heart. C’mon, can you think of a better gift?
Well that takes care of him, but now we have more trouble. Yafuri’s brother Walkerman somehow got a hold of a Suppression Team outfit, and used it to rescue Yafuri. Great, now we’ve got that kowloon goon to worry about again.