I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma pushed his speed past the speed limit in Tokyo.

Amidst the sound of the engine, the officer on duty asked on the police radio: "Let me confirm, do you need backup?"

"Forehead……"

Kazuma frowned slightly. Normally, if the police were attacked by a bosozoku, they would definitely send out support immediately. Why would they ask first?

The voice on the radio asked again: "If you can handle it yourself, we will just let the traffic police divert the traffic..."

...So it turns out that there is indeed a possibility that the frontline force of the police station does not need to support itself to defeat all the bosozokus.

Kazuma glanced at the rearview mirror. At least there were many enemies chasing him in the rearview mirror. The entire rearview mirror was filled with the lights of the motorcycle.

Bosozoku also like to turn on the high beam, so there is only bright light in the rearview mirror and nothing can be seen clearly.

Kazuma: "Now there is a whole motorcycle brigade behind me. I am too exhausted to fight all these people!"

"That's it. Then I'll notify the patrolling police officers to support you."

Kazuma: "Don't forget to ask the traffic police on duty to divert traffic. I don't want to have to write a lot of compensation reports after this incident is over."

"My colleagues from the Transportation Department have been dispatched."

As soon as the voice on the radio ended, a police car with its lights on rushed into Kazuma's field of vision. A rude female voice came from the car's loudspeaker: "You bastards! Didn't I agree not to drive in my jurisdiction?" Really? I have a gentleman’s agreement with your boss!”

Kazuma raised an eyebrow.

This voice sounds a bit familiar - it's you as expected, Sister Natsuki. Do you still have a gentleman's agreement with the boss of the Bosozoku clan?

While Kazuma sighed, Natsuki changed the topic and pointed the finger at him: "That GTR! You are already speeding! No matter what reason you have, pull over and show me your driver's license!"

The female police officers in the traffic department usually do non-dangerous tasks such as copying the license plates of illegally parked cars on the roadside and issuing tickets. They are the only ones who can race against the speeding GTRs and bosozokus on the road.

By the way, where does that little police car get the power to keep up with the GTR? Definitely illegal modification, right?

Kazuma picked up the microphone of the police radio, switched to the broadcast mode, and shouted back: "I am Kiryu Kazuma, the police officer. The boss of the Bosozoku clan who reached a gentleman's agreement with you may have been knocked away by my punch. He is being rescued in the hospital. .”

"It's you!" Xia Shu roared like a wounded beast, "My leisurely night shift is completely ruined! How are you going to accompany me?"

"I'll treat you to a crepe."

"How dare you eat something that little girls like! And you put up the siren and sound it, so that the reporters will have less to say."

Perhaps because he was very dissatisfied with the two police cars that ignored him and started chatting, a Bosozoku motorcycle rushed in between the two police cars. The mohawk on the car was holding a long steel pipe and dragged it behind him like a knife. A series of sparks were created between the head of the steel pipe and the road surface.

"We had a great time chatting!" the bosozoku yelled, waving the steel pipe——

Kazuma and Natsuki - no, it was Kobayakawa who was driving - worked tacitly with Kobayakawa, forming a two-sided trap for the bosozoku, which suddenly weakened him and the car a little bit.

The two police cars separated from each other again. The steel pipe in the hands of the bosozou hit the ground with a crisp sound, and then the whole car fell sideways.

Natsuki did not turn off the broadcast mode and directly reported to the command center: "A bosozoku is injured, please call an ambulance."

Just when Kazuma was about to complain, he saw another motorcycle rushing forward from the rearview mirror on the right, the knight holding a Molotov cocktail in his hand.

Kazuma cursed. He originally thought that only the bosozoku in the animated movie "Akira" were so woody, but he didn't expect that Katsuhiro Otomo was based on reality.

The Japanese bosozoku in the 1980s were really fierce. Could this be where young people released their energy after the ebb of the student movement?

Kazuma slammed on the brakes, causing the Molotov cocktail that the opponent had already shot to fly to the front of the car.

After braking instantly, Kazuma immediately shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator.

The GTR's engine roared dullly, and it was difficult to pick up the speed it had just dropped.

Fortunately, it is a powerful sports car, otherwise it would be surrounded by bosozoku.

Kazuma glanced behind him, and the Molotov cocktail that fell on the road turned into a wall of fire. However, this did not stop the Bosozoku from chasing. They screamed and rushed through the wall of fire, and the wind they brought out actually blew out the muskets.

One of the bosozoku turned on the car's stereo and played the recorded loudspeaker sound.

This caused the other bosozokus to start squeezing the horns on their cars like crazy.

He Ma frowned suddenly.

Hinami, the co-pilot, asked in confusion: "Why did these bosozokus change the sound of their horns to be so weird?"

"Because they are bosozoku." Kazuma replied nonsense.

The horns of the Bosozoku will definitely not make a normal "didi" sound. They have all kinds of sounds. They will never let go of expressing their individuality in such a place.

Kazuma suddenly saw the traffic police in front of him put up a huge right-turn arrow. Kazuma didn't bother to look at the map to confirm where the right turn was going, and just turned right according to the instructions.

Because of the sharp turn, the GTR entered a drifting state, and the tires made a sharp squeak as they rubbed against the ground.

Hinami, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was swung to the side, and the seat belt that passed through her chest was squeezing her half-stretched.

Because Tamamo was not wearing a seat belt in the back seat, she was thrown to the side against the wall of the car.

Fortunately, the back seat of the sports car was inconvenient to get out, and there was no separate window. Tamamo's flight was blocked by the C-pillar and D-pillar, otherwise she would have broken out of the window.

Hinami: "My breasts are going to be ripped off by the seat belt!"

Kazuma couldn't help but glance over at her: "It's okay, he's still here."

"It's just a metaphor! Master, can't you do anything but run?"

Kazuma glanced in the rearview mirror.

Behind him, the small police car driven by Kobayakawa had just drifted around the corner, and behind him was the Bosozoku army.

Many members of the Bosozoku group had poor skills and were thrown off the track when turning, and were immediately restrained by the police on standby.

But more bosozoku used the cornering skills like professional motorcycle racers, and their knees scraped the ground as they passed the corner.

In the blink of an eye, Kazuma also saw a bosozoku wearing ripped jeans. The holes in his pants were right on his knees, so his knees were bloody when he turned.

Why don't you be so fierce, you'll bleed, brother--Kazuma muttered in his heart.

At this time, Rinan said: "Why don't you drive the car for me? Master, go out and fight!"

Kazuma glanced at Hinami in confusion: "You want me to stand on the car and beat up the Bosozoku?"

"Ah, didn't you do this before?"

Kazuma shook his head: "I've never done it before. I've only done it before, riding a Harley-Davidson motorcycle and using a bamboo pole that pierced someone as a lance."

That bamboo pole was also the curtain rod for a certain izakaya owned by a monster.

Hinami looked at Kazuma dumbfounded: "Why didn't I know there was this part?"

"You were in your senior year of high school at that time." Kazuma replied.

"I hate it so much! Just because I'm one year younger than you, I missed a lot of the plot!" Hinami slapped the dashboard hard.

Just as Kazuma was about to answer, Natsuki's small police car drove up. The policewoman shouted to Kazuma with a loudspeaker: "Just drive along like this. The officials of the Transportation Department seem to be preparing to deal with this group of bosozokus in one fell swoop. A joint operation between dispatch and the police force.”

Kazuma: "If you shout like this through a loudspeaker, won't the bosozokus hear you?"

"Don't worry, they have no brains. The more you say this is against them, the more they will rise to the challenge!"

As if to confirm Natsuki's words, a Bosozoku chariot entered between the two vehicles. The rider had a "Fastest on the Tokaido" flag on his back and yelled at Kazuma with a loudspeaker: "It will be painful to die at night!"

The moment he finished speaking, he threw out the steel pipe in his hand and hit the GTR's window glass.

At the same time, Kobayakawa had bumped into this guy from the other side.

There was no coordination with Ma this time because he was holding a microphone in one hand.

The hit motorcycle tilted directly, and the driver's head hit the newly added cracks in the glass on Kazuma's side, making the cracks more exaggerated.

Unfortunately, Japanese cars now commonly use special glass, which is more difficult to break.

Kazuma glanced at the glass and subconsciously said with heartache: "Oh my God, how can I have the money to repair the car!"

The bosozoku continued to attack, and Kazuma had no choice but to step on the accelerator to the bottom.

The GTR runs at full speed - after all, bosozokus can't afford a real high-horsepower motorcycle sports car. Even if ordinary motorcycles are modified, they generally can't catch up with genuine sports cars running at full speed.

Kazuma was immersed in the comfort brought by the speed. He took the time to glance at the rearview mirror and saw Tamamo behind him leaning against the backrest again.

The back compartment of the sports car was relatively narrow, so she had to bend her neck forward and lower her head to lean on the back seat.

At this time, the roar of helicopters came from the sky.

Kazuma: "The helicopter was dispatched so quickly this time?"

There are a lot of troublesome procedures for the Japanese police to dispatch helicopters. The most important thing is to say hello to the Air Self-Defense Force. Correspondingly, the US military helicopters can fly at will without saying hello to anyone.

Kazuma glanced at the sky as he turned, and finally saw the helicopter following behind.

That's actually a TV station's broadcast helicopter.

What a ghost.

Can you believe that the TV station’s helicopter dispatched faster than the police?

Also, that helicopter looks a bit familiar.

Kazuma: "Hinami, your TV station's helicopter is behind us."

"Eh?" Hinami hurriedly leaned on the car window and looked back, but the helicopter was right behind her and she couldn't see it without sticking her head out. "Where is it?"

"Don't open the window!" Kazuma stopped Hinami, who was about to open the window, "We're about to turn a corner, take a look at that moment!"

The next moment, Kazuma turned, and Hinami's window was facing the back. Hinami finally met the helicopter's eyes.

**

At the Kiryu Dojo, Chiyoko was sitting alone in front of the TV. At this time, the TV was showing a helicopter aerial photography: "Now our plane has arrived above the car racing battle! The leader is a GTR! It looks like it has been attacked. Focused fire attack from the chasing Bosozoku!"

Chiyoko picked up the tea on the table and took a sip with an expressionless expression.

At this time, Qingliu opened the door of the living room: "Xiaoqian, Kazuma isn't back yet? I want to practice sword practice with him more today!"

Chiyoko pointed to the TV: "He's on TV."

Qingliu frowned: "Why did he get into trouble with the Bosozoku?"

"I don't know. When he called home just now, he said that Hinami had been kidnapped again and was being examined in the hospital. Who knows what happened after that."

Qingliu raised his eyebrows: "Does he have the kind of physique that will attract trouble?"

"I see, this is a female problem."

The Japanese word "female trouble" does not mean bringing trouble to a girl, but is similar to the Chinese word "peach blossom disaster".

Seiryu sat down at the low table, took Chiyoko's teacup and took a long sip.

"Don't take my teacup! If you want to drink, you can pour it yourself!" Chiyoko patted Haruyu on the shoulder hard, and then took back her teacup.

Qingliu stood up reluctantly and left the living room. After a while, she took the whole pot of iced wheat tea from the refrigerator.

She sat down at the table, raised her head and blew on the pot.

Chiyoko paid no attention to her and focused on walking on the screen.

"Fortunately, my Amao doesn't get into trouble very often." She murmured, "I really sympathize with my future wife because she has to worry about her every day."

After saying that, Chiyoko picked up the tea cup and wiped the place where Haru had just drank with her hand before drinking.

The reporter in charge of the live report on the TV said loudly: "Wait a minute! It seems that a motorcycle has joined the battle, and the knight has launched an attack on the Bosozoku!"

Chiyoko spat out a mouthful of tea.

Of course she recognized the motorcycle now joining the battle.

Isn’t that the same car that Amao saved money to buy while working!

**

Hinami looked behind him: "Hey, is there an ally on a motorcycle helping us?"

Kazuma glanced at the rearview mirror: "It seems... that car looks familiar!"

Tamamo in the back seat said, "It must be Amao. This is the car he bought while working."

"But wasn't the small-displacement economical motorcycle he bought for part-time job?" Kazuma glanced at his speedometer, "We've already reached 200 miles! We're ready to take off!"

Could it be that the Law Knight entry came into play?

Is this an entry for the Kamen Rider series?

So no matter what kind of motorcycle, as long as "Ishinomori Shotaro" is written in subtitles on the front, it will fly?

Behind him, Amao had already overturned a Bosozoku motorcycle, jumped onto another one, twisted his neck, threw the person off the bike, grabbed the motorcycle and continued moving forward.

The motorcycle he bought was actually following him!

Although the motorcycle will continue to move forward for a certain distance as long as the front of the motorcycle is stuck without a rider, but is this too outrageous?

Kazuma was surprised, and Amao jumped back into his car.

The moment he returned to the car, he jumped up and kicked the bosozoku who came from the other side.

Natsuki's police car slowed down slightly, approached Amao, and shouted at him with the loudspeaker: "I don't know which faction you are from! If you trespass now, I will treat you as a danger to public safety!"

Amao glanced at the police car, then him, then he showed his lawyer badge.