I really didn't get rid of the spirit in Tokyo. Scroll 204 Headless Horseman "Hello, Araki-san!"

"Brother Araki, long time no see!"

Seeing Sousuke Araki coming in, several men who seemed to be ferocious immediately got up and bowed respectfully and gave up their seats.

They were the "Phoenix Rampagers" who happened to maintain the locomotive here.

Araki Sousuke skillfully greeted a few people and pulled Kengo Yamada to sit down.

"Kenjiro, this Araki-san is..."

After a man sat down, he curiously asked his companion beside him.

"Yes, you joined later... Brother Araki, but the veteran of our Phoenix and the holder of the second-round downhill record at Haruna Mountain Circuit."

"What? The record holder?"

The man immediately showed excited eyes.

The Phoenix Runaways can be called the largest runaway organization in the Kanto region, naturally because the records of multiple tracks in the Kanto region are kept in their hands.

Among them is the record of 2 minutes and 54 seconds in the two-wheel downhill of Mount Haruna, which has not been surpassed by any driver in the past five years!

Thinking back then, he also longed to surpass these exciting records, and joined the Phoenix.

"Don't mention it, those are all old yellow calendars..."

"Where, this record is called 'the limit that cannot be surpassed' by the drivers on Mount Haruna."

The man named "Kenjiro" respectfully lit the cigarette in his hand for Sousuke Araki.

Several people talked about the old enthusiastically.

"Let me introduce you, this is my junior, Yamada-kun, who was released from the Shibuya Police Station last month..."

"Pre-Senior, please don't introduce me in such a strange way."

Kengo Yamada's forehead was dripping with sweat.

"Brother Araki's apprentice, no wonder no wonder! This figure looks like a ruthless character, how many have you tried to get in?"

Several men with ferocious faces gave Yamada Kengo an approving look. While chatting in a homely tone and asking about terrible things, they stroked his muscles with indescribable techniques.

"Yo, Kenjiro, how are you looking for a job recently?"

"Hey, don't say it, I applied for more than 40 film and television companies, and they all thought that my size was not enough. In the end, I went through the back door through my dad's relationship, but it turned out to be an adult product supplier, and I visited those adult product stores every day. And the love hotel, bored to death..."

"You're already good. I can't find a job here at all, so I can only temporarily work as a salesperson in a clothing store..."

"What about you, Ichiro? What kind of work are you doing lately..."

"I... I'm just a waste person, I don't want me anywhere... Now I can only barely squat at home, and I'm responsible for collecting rent for dozens of shops..."

When asked by everyone, a man who had been squatting in the corner and said nothing with a low expression and hesitantly said.

"Brother Araki, you should have been the number one gangster in which violent group, or have committed dozens of cases and changed more than ten identities..."

Ignoring the hated **** directly, they looked at Sousuke Araki and asked in a low voice with admiration and curiosity.

"Ah... Hahahaha! I don't want that kind of crime-filled job... In short, my current job is to ride this beloved motorcycle and roam under the free night sky..."

When asked about his work, Sousuke Araki was stunned for a moment, then he tried to cover up with a haha.

"Could it be, Brother Araki, are you running the underground race? Where are you running? That's right, with your driving skills, it should be very profitable..."

Hearing Sousuke Araki's description, several people naturally thought of completely different places.

"If it was a race, I would have stopped running long ago."

Hearing this question, Sousuke Araki turned cold and fell silent.

"Hey...you guys, don't ask random questions!"

Kenjiro immediately touched the others with his elbow.

As we all know, for some reason, Sosuke Araki, who was originally active, stopped appearing at the Haruna Mountain circuit more than three years ago.

"By the way... Speaking of the underground car race, have you heard that rumor recently..."

In order to change the subject and adjust the atmosphere, another man lowered his voice and said mysteriously.

"You mean, someone witnessed... the headless rider at the Haruna Mountain Circuit?"

Hearing the conversation of several people, Kengo Yamada, who had been unable to speak at the side, immediately pricked up his ears.

Mount Haruna is one of the three mountains of Shangmao in Gunma County, Japan. It is a double-type volcano composed of Mt. Miaoyi, Akagi, and Mount Shangmao. It is famous for its four thrilling and steep five consecutive hairpin turns. The famous track has long held various underground car races.

In the past two years, people have often seen motorcycle riders wearing barbarian shirts, no lights, and no heads running down the road in the middle of the night...

It is said that once he overtakes people, there will be traffic accidents and death, and the heads of the deceased are all cut off flat by objects suspected of wire.

"Well, those are just ghost stories to scare people, don't worry too much."

Hearing the serious discussions of several people, Sousuke Araki breathed out a cigarette without caring.

"No... Brother Araki, I heard that there have been several incidents on that track in the recent underground race of the trio. Before the incident, the riders said on the walkie-talkie that they saw a headless rider behind him... It is said that ~lightnovelpub.net~ is the wraith of the rider who died on that mountain road."

"That's right, someone else said that the headless rider was wearing our Phoenix special attack suit and riding a Red Lotus ZIII..."

"What?! Which **** is talking nonsense, and I know that I'm going to kill him!!"

Sousuke Araki, who originally had a leisurely face and raised his head to smoke, a carp bounced off the sofa, and for some reason he was furious.

"Well, don't get excited, Brother Araki, those are just nonsense on purpose..."

Ichimoto Miyako, who happened to walk in from the outside, took off his gloves and pressed down on Sousuke Araki's shoulder.

"After all, Big Brother Takasaka has already..."

Hearing Gong Xing mentioning someone's name, Sousuke Araki's expression softened and he sat down in a loss.

What am I thinking, that man has long since become a legend of Harunayama.

Sitting awkwardly in the middle of a group of men with strong criminal aura, Yamada Kengo's face gradually turned pale after hearing several people's discussions.

Because what a few people said just now is true.

In the task list of the Soul Slayer Association, the "Headless Horseman" task of the strange level [II] has been hung up for more than a year.

Moreover, since five days ago, every night, he has been assisting the ninth lesson in the "Headless Horseman" in Haruna Mountain.

According to the internal information of the Metropolitan Police Department, there have been frequent traffic accidents on the roads near Shangmao Sanshan in the past two years, and the heads of the victims were bizarrely fractured and disappeared because of the neat cuts.

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