Rebirth of America: The American Drama System

Qiu Mingshan.

Located in Gunma Prefecture, an island country, about 100 kilometers away from Rekyo, it is famous for its four thrilling and steep five-consecutive hairpin turns. The rest of the curves are also everywhere, which can be called nine twists and eighteen turns. It is the ideal place for racing cars to drift. Holy place.

Therefore, from time to time, racing enthusiasts gather here late at night to race.

"Xi Ge, I heard that in this year's Akinayama Car Gods Competition, in addition to the previous car god Ryuji Kato, there are two other contestants in Rejing. The remaining places are limited."

A young man with a short hair said.

"That's right, Brother Xie, you are the eldest among our amateur drivers, so you will definitely be the one to get the quota."

Someone next to me echoed.

"hehe."

The person they called Brother Xie was a young man with a clear face. He was leaning on a GTR32 racing car and smiled slightly, but there was a hint of evil in his smile.

If Irving were here, he could tell the truth in one sentence: "This is the driver's smile, no less than that of Kato Ryuji!"

"I don't care about the quota now. I just want to have a rematch with the AE86 that beat me last night. I have always heard that there is a real Akinayama racing god driving the car late at night in Akinayama. I don't believe it. But the AE86 last night really amazed me.”

"AE86?"

The short-haired young man was stunned and said in disbelief: "Brother Xie, you said that the AE86 outperformed your GTR32? How is that possible!"

"Nothing is impossible!"

Xige was obviously very confident in himself, so he did not shy away from his failure in front of his younger brothers. He explained with a smile: "Although the performance of the cars is very different, this is Qiu Mingshan, and there are very few roads where you can travel at full speed. Few, as long as the technology is good enough, it is not impossible for the AE86 to defeat the GTR32."

"That's true."

The short-haired young man was stunned, nodded slightly and said, "But apart from those top professional racing drivers, is there anyone here who is technically better than you, Brother Xie?"

"The masters are among the people."

Xige's lips curled up: "Whether it's photography, racing, or anything else, among so many unknown people, there will always be one or two amazingly talented people.

And the other party is not really a folk expert. I went to look for it. The owner of the car is Fujiwara Bunta. He was a genius racing driver nineteen years ago. He was praised as the person most likely to become the first island nation's world racing champion. Unfortunately, he later got married. And retired. "

"Hiss~"

Everyone gasped: "Really or not? So powerful?"

"I have already sent out an invitation. You will know when he comes."

Xige showed an eager smile.

A happy shop.

"Bunta, you said it was not you but Takumi who outperformed the GTR32 with the AE86?"

"Yes."

A man with a slovenly appearance, a cigarette in his mouth, and a bastard-looking man nodded and said, "It's been that boy Takumi who has been helping me deliver tofu all these years. His driving skills have surpassed mine."

"But if Takumi is really so powerful, why hasn't he said anything?"

The friend asked in confusion: "There is nothing to hide. When the owner of the GTR32 came to our shop yesterday to inquire, Takumi was also there. The owner even asked Takumi, and Takumi said he didn't know!"

"..."

Fujiwara Bunta was stunned, almost dropping the cigarette in his mouth, and his face twitched. He actually didn't quite understand, but he vaguely guessed his son's pretentious intention of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger...

He had done this kind of thing when he was young, but he pretended to be smarter, not as rough as his son Takumi!

"Will Takumi go tonight?"

Seeing this expression, my friend guessed a bit and quickly changed the subject.

"He will go."

Fujiwara Bunta pretended: "The racing gene he inherited from himself has been stimulated. Akinayama's racing god finally has a successor. It's not in vain that I have quietly taught him his racing skills all these years."

Qiu Mingshan.

"Brother Xie, there is an AE86 going up the mountain."

An alert sounded over the intercom.

"finally come."

Xige was shocked. When Fujiwara Takumi drove up to him, he couldn't help but be stunned: "It's you!"

"It's me. My dad asked me to compete with you."

Fujiwara Takumi wanted to pretend to be casual and carefree, but he always gave people a deliberately awkward feeling: "Can you hurry up? I still have things to do before finishing the race."

"good."

Xige's lips curled up and he got in the car.

A beautiful woman walked to the middle line in front of the two cars. After the standard starting routine, the two cars rushed out one after another. Xige's GTR32 took the lead, and Fujiwara Takumi's AE86 was half a car body behind. They started chasing each other on the Akina Mountain. Fast and Furious is on.

"pretty!"

There were people watching on the important slopes along the way, and they were all amazed when they saw the two cars driving so fast.

"No, another car is coming."

The younger brother who was in charge of the lookout shouted on the intercom: "Wow! So fast! He is chasing Xige and the others. Is this the real Akina Mountain Racing God?"

"What?"

When Xige heard the reminder, he looked in the rearview mirror and his eyes suddenly shrank. At some point, a red racing car was chasing after him quickly. Judging from its speed, considering the distance they were leading and the special nature of Qiu Mingshan, Structure, the driving skills of the owner of this red racing car are really amazing.

Fujiwara Takumi in AE86 originally held the steering wheel with his left hand and put his right hand on the car window against his head, maintaining a relaxed and casual posture. When he saw the red shadow in the rearview mirror, he was also stunned.

With his evolved dynamic vision, he felt that this red shadow was incredibly fast. There was only one reason: the car behind him was really very fast!

Then the scene that shocked Takumi Fujiwara appeared. When going through a steep slope and a sharp bend, this red figure actually maintained a high speed and overtook his car on the outer lane. When he came to the straight, the red car was running parallel to him. The window opened, revealing a handsome face.

"Oh, that's good, quite cool!"

As soon as the handsome and mysterious young man opened his mouth, there was a hint of anger.

Fujiwara Takumi felt a little strange after hearing this. He felt an inexplicable discomfort in his heart, as if the other party had stolen his lines...

When the mysterious young man hit the accelerator, and the powerful roar of the engine took the red racing car away quickly, Fujiwara Takumi watched the rear of the opponent's car getting further and further away, and his dissatisfaction became stronger.

Tonight was supposed to be his moment to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but he didn't expect that a real tiger suddenly killed him, preventing him from successfully pretending to be a pig. And if he failed to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, it would be a tragedy...

Thinking of this, Fujiwara Takumi hit the accelerator and muttered vaguely: "Why are you hanging? It's going to be five straight hairpin turns soon. I don't believe you dare to drift at such a flying speed. I can't kill you!"

"Amazing!"

Xige in GTR32 exclaimed as he looked at the red car that was obviously intentionally slowing down.

"Oh, that's good. As expected of a driver."

The owner of the red racing car looked at young Xige and let out a meaningful laugh.

PS: Thanks to the descendants of Cain for the reward!