I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"If you drain the fuel from the fuel tank, you don't have any tools here, and I don't know how long it will take for a full tank... It will be dangerous when it comes to Yokohama..."

Under time pressure, Ichimoto Yu frowned and made the same suggestion as the warrior of the Warring States period: "Brother Araki, just take this uncle directly and get in our car, right?"

"The goods in the car can also be separated by the brothers, and the rest will be handled by the insurance company..."

"Hey, if you have this idea, I won't ask you to come..."

Turning his head and glanced at Uncle Watanabe, who was still unconscious in the co-pilot, Sosuke Araki shook his head.

He took out a cigarette, but found that he couldn't ignite it at all.

The situation at this time is just like the flame in his hand that is constantly extinguishing under the gust of wind...

But before the last minute, he was unwilling to leave.

Leaving means that the truck will be damaged due to an accident, and it also means that the outrageous Uncle Watanabe has loved his life's career and will leave an indelible regret.

"Gong Xing, do you still remember the place we used to go to? It seems, it's not far from here..."

Amidst the smoke, Araki Sosuke uttered words that stunned the city's main palace.

"What, do you mean... the'Death Cliff' side? It's about a hundred kilometers away..."

Hearing what he said, Mr. Ichimoto frowned.

"Could it be that Brother Araki, you want to be there...impossible!"

As if guessing something, he immediately denied Araki Sosuke's idea.

"It's not the same as a motorcycle. This is a ten-meter-long truck. The cargo inside plus the weight of the body must be more than 20 tons, not to mention the brake failure!"

"So, do you have a better way? Always try..."

"But……"

"Don't be fussy, take Uncle Watanabe, you go and make arrangements first..."

No more opportunity for Ichi Honguyuki to refute, Araki Sosuke made a final decision.

"At the current speed, you should still have nearly an hour of preparation time before I arrive... Don't hesitate, the longer you delay, the greater the risk."

When I was still hesitating, I could only nod his head when he heard the words behind him.

"Brother Araki, be careful yourself."

"Boom boom boom boom... woo woo woo..."

After greeted the people in the back seat of another locomotive to enter the cab, and cooperated with Kenjiro to move the unconscious Watanabe out, Ichi Honmiya took a large group of locomotives and left with a roar and speed.

"... Don't worry, I'll be there soon."

Looking at the rows of taillights that disappeared in the darkness ahead, Araki Sosuke pinned the smoke that he could not ignite to behind his ears, his brows fighting fiercely.

"Maybe, you have the opportunity to witness the birth of the strongest record of "Death Brake" today..."

...

Only at 4:30 in the morning, the sky in Shizuoka had begun to turn white.

"Wow...wow...wow..."

The water of the Fuji River rushes happily, and gathers as snow-white waves at the triangular entrance to the sea, constantly hitting the sandy beaches on both sides.

On the side of the continuous sandy beach and the deep blue coastline, a white high-speed road parallel to it can be vaguely seen, like a serpentine serpent, quietly lurking in the dark.

After passing through Shizuoka City along the Tomei Expressway, you will pass through such a beautiful highway with panoramic sea views.

Looking out from the car window, behind the delicate white sand beach, is a whole blue of the sea and the blue sky, as if even the people in the car are swimming in this refreshing blue.

After passing through this section of Seaview Expressway, switch from Tomei Expressway to Fujiyubiji Road, and you will reach the entrance of Fujigawa River into the sea.

"How is it, where is Araki Brother?"

At this moment, Shihongu and dozens of men behind him had no time to admire the early morning beauty of this vast coastline. They just stared at the far end of the highway with anxious eyes.

At their feet is a half-high-speed arch bridge that has been constructed halfway and straddles up to the center of the Fuji River entrance to the sea.

"This is the second team. Araki has already got off the Fuji Yubi Road, and the speed has dropped to about 90 yards per hour. It is expected to reach the "Death Cliff" in 20 minutes..."

In the earphones, the words of the mobster who followed the big truck came.

"Death Cliff" is the nickname of the mobsters for the Tomei Expressway between Shizuoka and Numazu, and an abandoned expressway in the direction of Fuji Yubi.

The origin of this name is the end of this highway branch road, under everyone's feet, this unfinished high-speed bridge hanging halfway over the Fuji River.

More than ten years ago, the Shizuoka City Government planned to build a high-speed bridge across the sea from the Fuji River to the Izu Peninsula. However, due to insufficient funding, political party disputes, and the change of mayor, the construction progress has been slow.

After the repair of the Shin-Tomei Expressway that spanned the upper reaches of the Fuji River, the project, which had lost its significance, was immediately suspended.

After that, this branch road and the broken bridge at the end became a paradise for the mobsters to train.

Looking at this unfamiliar and familiar place, scenes of Wu You's careless youthful memories, can't help but rush into the heart of the palace.

At that time, I came to Tokyo from Fukuoka with great hope, thinking that I could break into a world with "benevolence and righteousness" and "hot blood."

But I never thought that in the future, I can only live in a small car repair shop, relying on car friends to take care of me for a living.

"Miyayuki, your kid actually started to brake after five hundred meters. Are you guys in Fukuoka who drive well?"

"Damn it, it's obviously stopped within ten meters in front of the cliff, but it's still no better than Araki, your pervert that stops at the last few meters every time...How did you do it?"

"Hey, that's because I have a special braking method."

"What? Did you hide your hand? Hurry up and tell me!"

"No way, no way, most people absolutely can't use it..."

The most exciting item at this broken bridge is the "death brake."

Drive the locomotive to start two kilometers away, sprint to the end of the broken bridge at the end of the uphill, and start braking only after the speed reaches 120 yards...

When the brakes are fully braked, the winner is the one who is closest to the cross-section at the end of the bridge.

All in all, it is a dangerous and stimulating project that can cause car crashes and deaths if you don't pay attention to it, but it makes people enjoy it.

At this moment, the half-seat bridge, which was originally empty and inclined upwards thirty degrees, was covered with fine gravel and coarse sand, paved with bumps and bumps, and ordinary vehicles would sink deeply into the decelerating pavement.

It is like the end of a broken bridge leading to an endless horizon line, filled with things such as tires, sandbags, straw and wooden boxes.

It looks like an emergency buffer zone on a temporary highway.

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