I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Report, the traffic surveillance camera has just captured that the big truck is passing the Shizuoka section at a speed of about 100 yards per hour..."

On the expressway, moving at a turtle speed of less than 60 yards, inside the Devil Z that was riddled with scars and reeked of vomit, Hiroshi Tokita and Kaito Harumoto were checking the screen transmitted by the Metropolitan Police Department to their mobile phones.

"Is this truck ganged up by "Grandma High Speed" and that locomotive together? "

As tragic as a serial car accident, not only the license plate number and tailgate of the truck in the photo are missing, but the surface of the truck body is also covered with uneven impact marks...

Even the door on the cab side was missing, and there was a huge hole in the shattered windshield.

Even so, the big truck continued to gallop on the road without any sign of stopping.

"It can continue to drive after being damaged like this. It seems that the power system is still intact. Is this really what ordinary trucks can do?"

Looking at the truck exuding a heroic atmosphere, as if it had returned from hell, the two couldn't help but gasp, not daring to imagine what it had experienced during the parting period.

It's a pity that ordinary traffic cameras cannot capture the traces of the "high-speed mother-in-law", so naturally no one knows the details of the incident.

"Or... it's not that he doesn't want to stop, but that there is something wrong with the car?"

Hairen Harumoto, who has rich driving experience, seems to have seen something from the crooked route.

"By screening the photos taken by the camera along the way after the target truck got on the expressway from Kobe, the driver's appearance was confirmed..."

Another photo was sent to Hairen Harumoto's cell phone.

On the high-definition camera of the Kobe section of the Tomei Expressway, in the photo taken an hour ago, in the cab of the truck, two men were talking and laughing, smoking a cigarette.

One of them was the driver on duty of this car, Kei Watanabe, who had been confirmed before.

The other was a strange young man with a golden oily head and sharp eyes.

"This... this person is..."

Seeing the extremely familiar and criminally blond man at the steering wheel, Hiroshi Tsuneda adjusted his glasses in disbelief.

"So that's how it is... I understand!!! The spirit removal tool, that locomotive..."

The audit materials about those who passed the exorcism exemption this month came to his mind.

Kawasaki Daishiji's one-month training completion certificate...

Fusangshen, a motorcycle with a contract signed under his name...

Then, he gritted his teeth and read out the person's name: "Ara...ki...zong...suke!"

On the truck just now, the person who made his face look like a "liquid removal tool" turned out to be him!

And that terrible motorcycle that overtook from behind and destroyed Demon Z should be the motorcycle model Fusangshin registered under that guy's name confirmed during the qualification examination.

"So, the source of the spirit removal tool is naturally..."

After thinking about it for a while, Hiroshi Toda showed an expression of sudden realization.

The foul-smelling liquid Araki Sousuke used on the high-speed mother-in-law before and hit his face by mistake must be some kind of secret treasure bestowed by Kawasaki Daishiji Temple that can turn weirdness into a Buddha!

Judging from the state of the truck, Araki Sousuke must have worked hard with the cooperation of the secret treasure and Fu Sangshen to survive under the hands of an unknown number of high-speed mother-in-laws until now.

"Hmph, this kid, if he can survive, he is considered a bit strong, barely worthy of the waiver I issued..."

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Toda Hiroshi's mouth.

The high-speed mother-in-law belongs to the category of weirdness. The "rules" that force her to turn her head can't be resisted by ordinary spiritual body protection.

In other places, this "rule" is not fatal.

But on this highway, the ghostly speed and tricky rules can be said to have a natural home court advantage.

The Ninth Class and the Spirit Eliminators Association have "joint operations" several times, and it is difficult to catch even her trace.

The best record is that Tokimoto Ichiro seriously injured a mother-in-law with a talisman, but the other party took advantage of his speed to escape.

"Although there is still some potential... But, don't think that I will approve of your vulgar, violent, sloppy behavior!"

Regarding Araki Sousuke's identity, Hiroshi Tsuneda has more and more suspicions in his heart.

To be able to carry these secret treasures for self-defense, and to conclude a contract with such a unique Fusangshen...

What kind of status is this guy in Kawasaki Daishiji Temple? Could it be the presiding officer of Kobo, or even Master Kukai...

However, those are not the point.

Tomorrow, I must take a bath and change clothes, go to Kanagawa Prefecture in person, and sincerely ask Kawasaki Daishiji for advice on the secret of this prop that makes the wraith become a Buddha!

However, what if they want to abandon their wives and daughters, shave their heads to become monks, or even sacrifice their bodies...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help touching the back of his head with few hairs left.

"Vice President Chang Tian knows this person? Is it the association's spirit remover?"

Looking at Hiroshi Tokata's uncertain face, Kaito Harumoto asked curiously.

"Association... By the way, speaking of which, this guy, hasn't got the exemption yet?!"

"Also, even if he got it, with his qualifications, he can't take action against the high-speed mother-in-law of level [2] without permission..."

Seeming to be reminded of something, Hiroshi Tsuneda gnashed his teeth to determine the nature of Araki Sousuke's behavior: "He, he is, illegal exorcism!"

However, when he thought that Sousuke Araki used the life-saving props to become a high-speed mother-in-law and obtain the "war result" that the association had failed to achieve for nearly a year, his expression became helpless again.

"Forget it, this stinky brat, relying on his deep inheritance, it is the best result to survive... I must give you a good lecture..."

"This is the backup team. I just received a communication from the expressway company. At least dozens of locomotives suspected of being bosozoku broke through the Shizuoka checkpoint and got on the expressway, heading towards Numazu."

At the same time, Kairen Harumoto's mobile phone received a communication from the support team.

"Bosozoku? These scumbags, don't they add to the chaos by racing late at night? They really don't take the terrifying Tomei Expressway seriously..."

"Hey, that's right, the world is going downhill, these ignorant 'Thunder Clan' know how to drive cars all day long, I hate that noisy exhaust sound..."

"Boom..."

"Boom boom boom boom..."

"Ohh Ohh ohh……"

"Yes, listen, it's this kind of... wait?!"

Just as Hiroshi Toda and Kaito Harumoto were criticizing these unscrupulous gangsters, a row of bright xenon headlights appeared behind them, blinding both of them.

The license plates were covered, painted with gaudy patterns, and the fronts were changed to Tyrannosaurus, sailing boats, Ou Jinjin and other high-profile locomotives. They lined up in a disciplined formation and started from the Devil Z with a happy roar. Skimming around.

When passing by, the two could clearly see that on the locomotive were men with unfriendly eyes and covering their faces with various patterned turbans.

They were wearing white special attack uniforms filled with all kinds of arrogant words such as "extreme evil", "Unparalleled Under Heaven", "Phoenix Wings", etc., and the hem of their clothes fluttered wantonly in the night wind.

The big flag with the words "Phoenix" printed on it at the rear of the locomotive was fluttering and hunting with the gust of wind.