I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

In the locomotive queue, a black heavy locomotive carrying two people suddenly accelerated and jumped out, and came to a position on par with Araki Sousuke.

"Wow, warriors of the Warring States period, seeing each other every day is like three autumns..."

Seeing the locomotive's ferocious barbs, lava-like flames, and violent muscle lines, Araki Sousuke burst into tears.

"What, say that I haven't come to pick you up for so many days, and now I am shameless and naked on the Kawasaki Mustang?! Damn, do you know what I have gone through..."

This heavy locomotive with a wild shape is exactly the warrior of the Warring States Period who was sent by him to enjoy the "Thai-style emperor seven-person engine oil maintenance package" after the "Yoshihara Yanshang" incident.

"Brother Araki, what are you talking to yourself...the car and 'that thing' were brought here as you ordered."

"Tsk tsk, ran a full lap on the Metropolitan Expressway naked, and attracted the attention of the entire Tokyo metropolis. Does that count as setting some kind of record in Phoenix?" 』

The men on the warriors of the Warring States Period pulled off their scarves, revealing two very familiar faces of Araki Sousuke.

"By the way, the performance tuning of your locomotive is really irritable, and you can't suppress it with another person..."

The one driving the warriors of the Warring States Period was the current leader of the Phoenix Runaway Group, the owner of the ace motorcycle modification shop, "Kyushu Man" City Motomiyayuki.

"Brother Araki is really a role model for my generation. My meaningless life must exist to contribute to your criminal career!"

And, as one of the veteran members of the phoenix runaway group, "elderly single rent-collecting trash", Kenjiro.

"Prison escape, resisting arrest, being issued a wanted warrant for the whole of Japan, riding in full L on the capital expressway, and tricking the traffic police around, these are things I never dared to dream of, but you, Brother Araki, did it with ease! On TV, How ecstasy is your heroic figure running and drifting naked on the park road..."

"Stop it, it's not 'easy' at all, bastard! 』

At this moment, he was substituting himself into a series of "feats" by Sousuke Araki, and was moved to tears.

"Miyayuki, Kenjiro, this time it's really timely. I'll thank you all when I come back from Hokkaido..."

Seeing these two people and the "torrent of locomotives" behind them, Sousuke Araki, who was chased and intercepted by the police, and still had nowhere to escape after more than an hour on the capital expressway circle, the panic in his heart instantly turned into a solid warmth .

"If you are grateful, come back and talk about it. Before the note catches up, change the car as soon as possible!"

Ichimoto Miyayuki stabilized the speed of the car, let Kenjiro behind him climb into the front seat of Araki Sousuke, and stabilized the direction of the motorcycle for him.

"Wow, this devilish body and evil breath..."

"Bai, idiot, where are you touching... How can I change it if I hold it so tightly? ! 』

After a while of confusion, Sousuke Araki finally switched to the back of a Sengoku warrior.

"Oh, this long-lost feeling... What, you said I smell bad... A mere locomotive loathes its owner..."

Holding the handlebars of the warriors of the Warring States Period with both hands, feeling the long-lost spiritual connection, a feeling of "unstoppable" came to him.

"Brother Araki, I've given you the license plate of the Sengoku samurai, and it belongs to the boy Gong Gao. Everything is in the bag on the back seat...except for the 'thing' you asked me to pick up, and Clothes, fake passports, hair dye, contacts from trusted smugglers and a little cash."

After jumping onto Kenjiro's back seat, Ichimoto Miyayuki pointed to the backpack hanging on the back seat of Araki Sosuke's car: "By the way, just in case, I put a thing for you... no Registered, please rest assured to use."

"Idiot, I'm just going to Hokkaido for some errands, is it necessary to act like a fugitive going to Somalia..."

Following the introduction of Ichimoto Miyako like a tour guide, the unremarkable luggage bag on the back seat suddenly became a little "shocking" in the eyes of Araki Sosuke.

"And, in such a short time, where did you get these 'special items for running'?!"

He always feels that he has been drifting away on a road of no return that he has imagined for many years but never set foot on.

"Everything is ready, all teams pay attention, and proceed as planned."

Taking out the walkie-talkie, Ichimoto held the walkie-talkie and arranged it in the communication channel: "Remember, according to the investigation of the peripheral brothers, the exits with relatively thin road closures and advantageous terrain are..."

"Hey, do you really want to do that?"

"Brother Araki, I made a big sacrifice this time!"

"Wait a little bit, I'm a little shy, I need to prepare..."

Hearing his communication, the locomotive formation of hundreds of people behind immediately boiled.

"Hmph, a group of unenlightened cowards, it's already reached this time, where is there any way out?"

Kenjiro on the back seat of the car fastened his masked hood, and suddenly lifted off his special attack suit...

"Doesn't the 'special attack' in the 'special attack suit' mean 'fight with your life'? Besides, what are you afraid of when you cover your face..."

Like a pervert in a windbreaker who had premeditated and molested in public, there was nothing inside his special attack suit...

"It's time to prove that I'm not a 'waste'..."

There is only a fat body that is rippling in the wind, with curly hair and white light blooming!

"It's my lifelong dream to be able to imitate Brother Araki so wantonly! Woohoo!!!"

Putting the special attack suit into the trunk of the car, Kenjiro raised his hands, let the strong wind stir up his layers of flesh waves, and let out a restless cry: "The bullet is loaded, please pull the trigger, Brother Araki!"

On his generous back, there are a few big characters written with a marker pen, "refuse to discharge nuclear waste water"!

"This, this is..."

"That's right, this is specially made for you, Brother Araki..."

Seeing the doubt in Araki Sosuke's eyes, Ichimoto Miyayuki showed a sinister smile: "NAKED SHOTGUN tactics!"

"Damn it, even 'Trash Kenjiro'..."

"We can't lose to you either!"

"Just let him die, it's like going to the money soup!"

"Boom boom boom boom!"

At the same time, Kenjiro's action, like lighting a fuse, instantly "detonated" the locomotive team behind.

"Hey, what are these bosozoku doing? 』

"They are... ah, my eyes..."

『The situation has changed, call the command immediately! 』

Under the sluggish eyes of everyone in the "Mobile Team" left far behind, hundreds of men in the locomotive queue took off their special attack suits in unison as they marched...

It reveals a body with flying hair, all kinds of clothes, naked, fat and thin, and different lengths.