I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

Just as Houhailudou was immersed in the complex emotions dominated by the female ghost, Sosuke Araki, who was about to run two more orders to finish work, the phone in his pocket rang.

"Hello, Kenjiro, are you looking for me so late... Is it to ask me to take the Fujiwara bubble bath this special course?"

"...I haven't been to the wash, I have always longed for...No! Brother Araki, the big thing is not good...The three guys in the group of three have thrown several recent competition accidents on Haruna Mountain on our heads. The head of the team was furious with them..."

On the phone, facing his question, Kenjiro, who had only met at the motorcycle shop, was silent for a moment, and then said in a panic.

As several people talked during the day, there have been several accidents in the underground car race held regularly at Haruna Mountain led by the three-member team.

Before the accident, the riders used walkie-talkies to report words such as "the motorbike is in the rear" and "the rider has no head".

Originally, on the Haruna Mountain track, the four-wheelers and the two-wheelers often had friction in order to compete for the track.

Moreover, during the night race, the three groups will arrange people to blockade at both ends of the track, stop irrelevant vehicles attempting to enter the "track", or warn them in advance.

Therefore, in their opinion, the riders who entered and disappeared from unknown place and caused accidents can only be deliberately done by the group of rioters who often compete with them on the track.

As the head of the phoenix runaway group, the "Kyushu boy" Shihonguyue, naturally couldn't bear the slander that the other party came to, he immediately fought with the other party, but it was defeated by the three groups of people, and fell into the opponent's hands. inside.

The three-group team will naturally not miss this opportunity, let the Phoenix Runaway Group send a representative to compete, win the release, and lose the Phoenix will always withdraw from the Jinan Mountain Circuit.

"Brother Araki, the other party specially invited the RX-10 that maintained the record of four rounds of Haruna Mountain's downhill...The only one in the runaway group that can match him on that track, only maintains the record set by'that person'. Recorded you."

Hearing the three words "that person", Araki Sosuke laughed helplessly to himself, and interrupted Kenjiro's impatient words: "Kenjiro, brother, I am 22 years old and have reached the age of social obligation. Now I am all alone. If you want to be the number one food delivery courier in the Kanto region, you still have another..."

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Haruna Mountain.

Surrounded by deep mountains, through the moonlight, the thick water mist at night and the two-way two-lane asphalt with nine bends and eighteen bends are vaguely visible.

The tall Yamada Kengo was squeezing into the passenger seat of a small white family car.

In the back of the car, Shimoto Ichiro, who was already screaming, was sideways.

"Yamada-kun, don't you take a break... It must be that the space in this LEVIN is too narrow, making you uncomfortable."

In the driver's seat, a scumbag-faced man handed him a can of drink.

"There is no other way. For a track like Harunayama with continuous curves, if you want to catch up with the'Headless Horseman', only this LEVIN with a modified AE101 racing engine is possible."

"But, Senior Harumoto, you stayed here for more than a month, and the Headless Horseman only appeared once..."

Pulling off the tab, Yamada Kengo drank all the energy drink in his hand in one breath.

After the Pingjiangmen incident, he accompanied this teacher to send [Cocoon] back to the corpse for recovery, and then he was busy dealing with some tasks accumulated by the Association of Spirit Eliminators.

About a month ago, the team led by Takeshi Iwata witnessed the "Headless Horseman" here.

After continuous shooting and chasing to no avail, the agents could only watch the headless horseman disappear into the thick white fog of Mount Haruna.

Because Harunayama’s underground racer encounters "accident beheading" cases from time to time, the two have been here to assist the "headless rider" for a few days.

So during the day when he heard Senior Araki's friends talking about the Headless Horseman, he would seriously remind them.

"Cut, last time the car was just a normal mission car, so I lost it... This track, I ran from small to large, this time I specially asked a friend to borrow this modified baby. I won't be lost again!"

The agent named Harumoto Kairen grew up in Gunma Prefecture. Since the age of 13, his father would put a glass of water in the middle of the driver's seat and ask him to cross the mountain road in the early morning to deliver eggs to the restaurant.

If the water is overturned or the egg bursts, he will be tortured when he returns home when he is young, so this mountain road is as familiar to him as his own home.

During his service in the Ground Self-Defense Force as a professional racer, he was also a celebrity specializing in special driving.

When I witnessed the headless horseman a month ago, he also relied on his superb driving skills and familiarity with the route to be able to bite the headless horseman for three minutes on the road with so many curves. The agent provided many shooting opportunities.

However, the psychic bullet seems to have no effect on the target.

In order to avoid creating fear, changing the weird rules, and shifting the range of activities of the headless horseman, Lesson 9 did not rashly block the Haruna Mountain section at night, but installed a spy probe on the only way.

After that, the ninth lesson specially selected him who was familiar with this track, cooperated with several groups, and stayed in the position before entering the "five consecutive hairpins" every night.

"Don't worry, as long as you can get closer, the old man will definitely find a way to slow down the resentful spirit and seal it."

Tokimoto Ichiro, who was lying on the back seat and wearing a Taoist robe, woke up at some point, squinting his eyes and playing with a piece of talisman in his hand.

This piece of talisman paper, he privately asked his niece’s research institute to do a laboratory analysis for himself, and it contains one more substance than the regular Asakusa Shrine’s talisman paper...

Human saliva.

"Boom boom boom..."

As the three of them were talking, the originally silent Mount Haruna rang out from the foot of the mountain with a intensive roar, as if an ancient giant beast was about to get out of the cage.

"One group at the foot of the mountain, this is the second group on the mountainside, please answer what happened."

Harumoto Kairen immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and asked his colleagues at the foot of the mountain.

"Here... is a group at the foot of the mountain. There is a Yamaha XJR4000 going up the mountain... No, more than one. There are a large number of locomotives suspected of running up the mountain behind it. The specific situation is unknown..."

"Boom boom boom boom boom..."

"Woo..."

Before the communication could end, a burst of dense lights entered the sight of a few people, moving quickly from the foot of the mountain toward this side.

Hundreds of locomotives are like the great migration of African animals on TV, constantly whizzing past the eyes of a few people and rushing towards the top of the mountain.

The men riding bicycles all come standard with a special offensive uniform, masks and wind-proof glasses. It is faintly visible that the characters "phoenix" are written on the special offensive uniform.

The Harunayama lane is completely occupied by the flow of motorcycles going up the mountain.

Countless locomotives whizzed past, pulling long neon bands in the smoke.

Ten minutes later, the passing locomotives came to a complete stop.

The ears of the three of them had been pierced by the dense and roaring exhaust sound and temporarily lost their hearing.

"This... these guys, what are they going to do when going up the mountain at this time? Notify the Gunma Prefectural Police Station immediately..."

Looking at the locomotive exhaust that was lingering on the road, Chunben Hairen seemed to smell the gunpowder smoke on the battlefield.

He opened the car door anxiously, got out of the car and started to check the car's condition.

The dispute between the underground car race and the Bozou clan has been around for a long time, and he naturally knew somehow.

But the battle just now is no longer a trivial mess of the day.

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