I teach kendo in Tokyo

Soon, Kazuma and Shiromine Amane arrived at the end of this abandoned railway.

In front of the end, there is the sea and the seaside road.

A handsome four-wheeled modified car was parked on the side of the road, with the words "Earth House" written in very rocky graffiti on the door.

The uncle of the store owner of Earth House was holding an ancient folk guitar and playing an unknown tune.

Kazuma stopped and looked at Bai Fengyuyin: "So, you have already decided, right? No matter what I say, you can't change it."

Bai Fengyuyin showed him a refreshing and innocent smile: "Yes, there is no regret in this way. It's not my fault. Who calls Japan an island country? No matter how far you go along the railway track, you can only reach the seaside."

"That's why I asked you to fly." Despite this scene, Kazuma still joked.

Bai Feng Yuyin laughed loudly, giving people a free and easy feeling.

Above her head, new entries gradually appeared.

white peak tigress

What? It’s an entry that’s not cool at all.

Kazuma thinks so, especially when the word tiger is pronounced as tora.

Bai Feng looked at Kazuma and said: "Although this place is not too far from Tokyo, it is very desolate. You may not see a car passing by if you wait for a whole day. Then you will never be able to stop me in time."

After saying that, she opened the car door and got in the car.

She looked ahead, as if she never intended to look at Kazuma again.

The lines on her face suddenly became as hard as iron, like those tough guys in American action movies.

Kazuma knew that it was useless to say anything to Kitagawa, so he looked at the old man in the Earth House and said, "Old man, is it too heartless to leave me here? I promise not to stop her, can you take me back?"

The old man glanced at him and suddenly said: "Some things should be decided by yourself. How about watching her tenderly like me this time? After all, this is the path she chose with her own will."

Just as He Ma was about to talk, the old man got in the car and started the car directly.

"Hey!" Kazuma patted the car door, "How old are you, old man! I'm going to sue you for driving under the age limit! I know two very powerful traffic policemen. You won't be able to bear the burden!"

The old man stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped out like a frightened bird.

Kazuma wanted to use his car-picking stunt, but Bai Fengyuyin suddenly opened the back door of the car and knocked him away unexpectedly.

By the time he stood up straight, the car had already gone away.

Although he has a parkour entry like Jackie Chan, it is only effective on urban roads where there are other cars that can be borrowed. Someone who can chase a car on foot on such a road is not called Jackie Chan, but a T1000.

Kazuma stamped his feet hard: "Fuck!"

But it’s not time to despair yet. After all, this is a road. No matter how few cars there are, it is still a road, and it is a seaside road. Maybe there are young people who are hiking along the sea and passing by?

Kazuma was about to stand on the railing on the side of the road and look at the direction of the oncoming traffic when he suddenly found a box of six bottles of mineral water and a bag of pineapple buns placed next to the railing.

Apparently this was left by the old man from the Earth House.

He Ma looked at these "materials" with a dumbfounded expression, and suddenly felt that he was really hungry and needed to replenish some energy.

So he squatted down, picked up the water and the pineapple bun, tore open the package, ate the packet and drank the water.

He was thinking about it while eating. In fact, he didn't have to walk back to Tokyo. Maybe he could find a place where he could take a bus on the way. He brought his wallet with a monthly pass in it - hell, the monthly pass for transportation within Tokyo must not be used in this wilderness. Ling Yong, I don’t know if the few thousand yen in my wallet are enough to take the bus to Tokyo.

Kazuma devoured three pineapple buns and drank a bottle and a half of water, feeling full of strength again.

He began to consider the feasibility of physically running back to Tokyo.

But it can be expected that in order to stop Bai Feng, there will definitely be a fight. How can we fight if we have exhausted all our physical strength first?

——Damn it, why isn’t my plug-in the little Goku from Dragon Ball? He has the physical ability to swim across the Pacific Ocean and run back to Tokyo.

Kazuma sighed, and with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, he shouted: "Somersault cloud!"

Of course, nothing responded to him, and the echo from the distant mountains gave people a very silly feeling.

Kazuma curled his lips and thought of another way: Tamamo said that if you suddenly enter the world of mystery, just sing the "Passage Song", and then she will come.

So he hummed the melody of "The Song of Passage".

I hummed it three times, but no response.

Kazuma sighed, and was about to go to Tokyo first, when he suddenly saw two people pushing a motorcycle walking along the railway.

The two men stopped when they saw Kazuma, as if they were afraid of Kazuma.

Hanabusa Takashi took a step forward and shouted: "Kiryu-san! Don't be angry! We didn't follow you two! Our motorcycle slipped into a ditch halfway, and we wasted a lot of time trying to fish it out! Intimate photos of you two, We didn’t take the picture! If you don’t believe me, I can check the film for you!”

Kazuma: "Can your motorcycle still be used?"

Hanabusa Takashi and Wakamiya Daisuke looked at each other.

Then Daisuke Wakamiya, who was pushing the cart, got on the motorcycle, pedaled a few times, and started the fire.

"It seems to still work!" he shouted to Kazuma.

Kazuma: "Then let me ask you a question. If I want to steal your motorcycle now, what will you two do?"

Hanabusa Takashi and Wakamiya Daisuke looked at each other.

Kazuma used his umbrella to get into a fencing stance.

Wakamiya got off the motorcycle.

"Please!" Hanabusa Takashi said loudly.

"Okay, push the car over here." Kazuma said, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

It took Hanabusa Takashi and Wakamiya Daisuke five minutes to push the car onto the road.

Kazuma got on the motorcycle and was about to start it. Hanabusa Takashi held his shoulders and said, "I want an exclusive interview!"

"Okay, when the matter is over, I will tell you a story that is so exciting that no one will think it is the truth." Kazuma replied.

"Deal!" Hanabusa Takashi released his hand on Kazuma's shoulder and turned directly into a handshake gesture.

Kazuma held his hand: "Deal!"

Hanabusa Takashi shook Kazuma's hand hard, let go and stood back: "Should I wish you good luck in martial arts?"

Kazuma just smiled and started the car again. Just as he was about to refuel, he suddenly remembered something and threw the remaining mineral water and bread to the reporter and his photographer.

Then Kiryu and Ma kicked off and drove away on their motorcycles.

Hanabusa Takashi watched Kazuma disappear into the distance before looking down at the mineral water and bread.

"Do you think we can still get this motorcycle back?" he asked Wakamiya Daisuke.

"I think... maybe we can get some parts back? Don't be so pessimistic. Didn't the Harley that Kiryu rode before come back fine?"

"That's a Harley. Ours is just an ordinary Suzuki motorcycle." Hanabusa Takashi said, giving a pineapple bun to Wakamiya Daisuke and eating it himself.

While eating his bag, Wakamiya Daisuke asked: "What should we do now? Walk back to Tokyo? It's easy for you. I have a lot of photography equipment with me, it's very heavy."

"Don't complain. I also carry a pencil and a notepad. As the saying goes, the pencil is the typewriter in the hands of frontline reporters. Do you understand the typewriter?" Hanabusa Takashi said.

"How could I get a partner like you?"

"Come on, if you're not worried about me, a journalist, being careless and breaking your precious lens, we can take turns carrying the camera bag. It's your choice." After that, Hanabusa Takashi took the water and bread and started walking towards Tokyo. "When you see a car, remember to put out your thumb to stop it. Maybe we can meet a kind uncle or something who will give us a ride."

Wakamiya Daisuke adjusted the strap of the camera bag and said angrily: "If there is a car, I will stretch it out."

**

When Bai Feng Yuyin returned to Bai Fengfeng, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Bai Fengfeng's headquarters seemed to be the same as when she left, and everyone was still busy preparing for the funeral.

"The eldest lady is back!" Ruozhong, who was the first to discover Bai Feng Yuyin, shouted in surprise.

Bai Feng Yuyin glanced at him and suddenly said: "You must be Quan Shiro. I remember that you are the only male in your family. You have been expelled, so get out."

"Eh?" Ruozhong was shocked and was about to say something when he was stopped by Sakata Shinsaku who came out of the door.

"Didn't you hear what the lady said?" Sakata Shinsaku showed the ferocious face he had when collecting debts, "You have been expelled from the country. Now you are a common citizen, get out of our home!"

"But……"

"Throw him out!" Sakata Shinsaku ordered, and a group of people immediately gathered around and threw Quanshiro out of the gate of Baifenfeng.

Bai Feng Yuyin didn't even look at the people who were thrown out, and walked straight home. As he walked, he ordered: "Drive away all the only sons in the family. If both brothers are in the club, drive away the younger brother. analogy."

"I understand!" Sakata Shinsaku didn't ask why, because there was no need to ask.

After tomorrow, Bai Feng may not exist.

Entering the back room, Bai Fengfeng's cadres had already knelt in two rows on the left and right according to their ranking.

Bai Feng Yuyin walked straight to the top seat, and then turned around magnificently: "Tomorrow is the general battle, either they will die or we will die. I heard that the Fushou Gang looks down on us Ji Dao, let them see our true nature tomorrow!"

All the cadres knelt down and worshiped together: "Ha!"

At this time, Bai Feng Yuyin stood in front of everyone, the curves of his figure were as solemn and solemn as an ancient Roman marble statue.

The sliding door behind her opened, and several female relatives of cadres came out pushing a movable clothes rack. Spread out on the clothes rack was a gorgeous black kimono, with the pattern of the kimono being white mountains.

Sakata Shinsaku's wife Yukiko held a long knife in her arms, knelt down next to Shiromine Yuyin, and raised the knife above her head respectfully.

Bai Feng picked up the knife and then said softly: "Yukiko, I don't know how to wear a kimono."

"Don't worry." Xuezi said softly, "I'm here."

At this time, Guan Shunji, the current assistant Wakatou among the cadres, raised his head and asked: "President, the lawyer named Shiba Ikutajiu came again yesterday and is waiting in the annex."

"Let him go! We will take revenge without relying on their strange skills." Bai Feng Yuyin ordered solemnly.

"Ha!" Guan Junji responded loudly and resumed his kneeling posture.

**

Bai Feng, secret room.

Bai Fengzongwu laughed loudly after listening to the report: "Okay! Very good! I didn't expect that my granddaughter is more suitable to be the president than I thought. After surviving this test, it is possible to become the president of the Kanto United Federation in the future. Yes. The first female president, hahahaha!"

"But what if she can't survive it?" Another person in the secret room asked.

"Isn't it just you, Qiu Dongwan? As long as we pretend, the real boxing club still can't solve the Fushou Gang, then you shouldn't mess around." Bai Fengzongwu paused, and then raised his glass to Qiu Dongwan, " cheers!"

Qiu Dongwan also raised his glass: "Cheers!"

As they drank wine, wine as red as blood entered their mouths.

"However, even if we kill the Fushou Gang, we can't guarantee that your granddaughter will survive. The Fushou Gang is very strong, unusually strong." Qiu Dongwan put down his cup and said.

Bai Fengzongwu suddenly sighed: "Well, actually, I feel very sad about this loss. But if I can kill the Fushou Gang, it doesn't matter if my son and granddaughter die. As long as I don't die, Bai Feng will still be here."

After saying that, he laughed loudly, looking like the smug Rat King.

Qiu Dongwan smiled politely and then stood up to leave: "Then I will go back and prepare for the attack on the Fushou Gang."

"Okay, say hello to Mr. Aikawa for me."

Qiu Dongwan didn't answer and walked away.

**

Because he was not familiar with the road, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon when Kazuma returned home.

He casually parked his motorcycle, which was almost out of gas, at the entrance of the dojo, and strode into the dojo from the yard.

Jinguji Tamamo was sitting in the dojo, looking at Kazuma. On the small table in front of her, there were untouched refreshments and cold tea.

"I'll talk about the details when I get back." Kazuma dropped this sentence and turned to call Amao, "Amao, give me the key to the Harley! Is the oil full?"

"Yes, it's full!" Amao's voice came from the corridor, "I'll get the key right now."

Kazuma strode towards the knife stand and took off his soaked coat, leaving only a white shirt on his body.

He first picked up Bizen Nagafune Ichimonji Masamune, untied the sword room, carefully took out the sword from it, and carried it behind his back.

Then he walked towards Murasame, also untied the knife room and took out the knife.

Chiyoko entered the dojo at this time, and when she saw Kazuma's posture, she was shocked: "Brother, what are you going to do? Where is Saori?"

"I was going to bring her back."

Chiyoko looked at the knife in Kazuma's hand: "You...if you want to kill her, I believe you!"

"Well, I do want to kill a guy named Shiromine Uane." Kazuma glanced at his sister and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, leave it to me."

Chiyoko: "What the hell? Why can't I understand what you are saying?"

At this time, Amao came in with the motorcycle key and handed it to Kazuma.

"Master, I think Miss Beichuan is a good person," Amao said softly, "so I leave everything to you."

"Yeah." Kazuma nodded, handed all the things he brought back to Amao, and took the keys to the motorcycle.

Suddenly, he remembered something, and took back the ribbon containing the lunch box, and took out the red scarf from the plastic wrapper before tearing it off.

He opened the plastic bag and took out the scarf.

To be honest, this scarf feels cheap everywhere. The fabric is very thin and the needle holes are very large, which makes people doubt that it has no thermal insulation effect at all. It is good to wear it in summer because it is ventilated.

It is indeed a gift chosen by a rock girl.

Kazuma threw away the plastic packaging and wrapped the scarf around his neck solemnly.

He glanced at Amao and asked, "How?"

Amao gave a thumbs up: "Very Kamen Rider."

Kazuma smiled, took Harley's keys, and strode towards the yard.

Behind him, Jinguji Tamamo suddenly started pounding the table, playing a rhythm that sounded like a taiko drum.

This reminded Kazuma that he should recite two lines of poetry. But after thinking for a long time, He Ma Leng couldn't think of what to say.

It’s not that there are no poems to recite, it’s just that I can’t think of a suitable one at the moment.

Forget it, he thought, the burning fire in my chest is enough to ensure that I am invincible.

Rather, what I am doing now is my poem, and I don’t need to rely on the power of others.

Kazuma stepped on the drums and walked into the suddenly heavy rain, walked into the night, and got on Harley.

"By the way, there's a Suzuki motorcycle at the door. Amao, fill it up with gas, repair it, and then return it to Hanabusa Takashi."

After saying that, without waiting for his apprentice's response, he stepped on the accelerator and drove the Harley out of the yard.

The moment he left the yard, he saw the direction he was going. A handsomely decorated four-wheel drive vehicle was parked in the middle of the road, with all four headlights on.

Because of the backlight, Kazuma couldn't see the person driving the car clearly, but he recognized the car.

Unexpectedly, the first person to stop him was the old man from the Earth House.

Although it was far away, Kazuma could already hear the roar of the four-wheel drive engine.

And he turned off the accelerator and put it into gear, allowing Harley to fight back.

The four-wheel-drive vehicle seemed to be irritated, roaring and rushing towards Kazuma.

Kazuma had no intention of changing direction. The Harley's accelerator was turned to death, and the headlights on the front of the car also emitted light that was not inferior to the four headlights of a four-wheel drive vehicle.

Two knights riding steel beasts launched a classic knight duel in the modern city of Tokyo.

At the moment when the collision was about to occur, the front wheels of the four-wheel drive vehicle swerved sharply, leading the vehicle into the open space created by the demolition.

Amidst the harsh braking sound, the four-wheel drive vehicle drifted in the open space for more than half a circle and returned to the road, only the direction of the front of the vehicle was changed.

Harley's figure had disappeared into the rain, and only the knight's red scarf burning like a flame could be seen.

The old knight on the four-wheel drive put down the handbrake, looked at the flames going away, and said softly: "What a... remarkable young man."