He crouched down and checked the situation of several people in Ichimoto Palace. After confirming that his life was not in danger, Sosuke Araki put him up.

Kenjiro followed closely, squeezed into the crowd, and helped the other men up.

Sosuke Araki turned his head to look at Taichi Shashima standing in the middle of the passage where the crowd was separated.

"You should be glad that my friend is still safe..."

"You kid... do you really think that people can do whatever they want?"

Looking at the defiant appearance of the other party, Akira Kinshan, who was ignored on one side, angrily took out the gun in his hand and pointed at Sousuke Araki, who was surrounded by the center.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Dare to touch the gun at Brother Araki, you are doomed..."

"Boom..."

"Come on together, kill that guy..."

Seeing that the other party took out the gun, the beasts on the periphery couldn't hold back, they kept banging the accelerator, as if they were ready to rush up at any time.

The battle is imminent.

Sousuke Araki seemed to have no idea of ​​the tense atmosphere at the scene, as if he didn't see the gun in the opponent's hand, he raised his head and glanced at the several men standing in front of him.

"Team of three, is this going to break Haruna's rules?"

Stared at by his murderous eyes, the men subconsciously took a step back.

The flow of people in the group of three automatically separated a path, and they let Sousuke Araki walk out slowly with the help of Ichimoto Palace.

Shashima Taichi sighed and gently pressed down the gun in Jin Shanzhang's hand.

He turned his head and said to Sousuke Araki: "Our three-member team is here to hold the game, just to seek peace and make money. Today, your friend took the shot first, and injured more than a dozen good players."

"Brother Araki, these guys slandered that the headless rider was ours in disguise, and later said that it was the grievance of Brother Takasaka... That's why I couldn't help it..."

"Men from Kyushu" Ichimoto Miyako explained angrily.

Although he was miserable in appearance, he could still sit here anyway, and the group of three he started with had already entered the emergency room.

"This matter, we could have gone through legal channels and asked a lawyer to solve it. After all, the three-member group is not the same as the previous three-member group. But... as you said, Haruna Mountain has the rules of Haruna Mountain."

Shashima Taichi smiled evilly.

The morale struggle with Ichimoto Miyako is not important. It is his goal to drive away these beasts, completely dominate Harunayama's track, and establish an order that belongs to him.

"The matter of Mount Haruna will be resolved in Mount Haruna, right... let's talk about it directly, how do you compare?"

Leaving Ichimoto Miyako to his comrades to deal with the wound, Sousuke Araki turned to look at him calmly.

The unwritten rule of "The matter of Mount Haruna will be settled in Mount Haruna" has a long history.

As a holy place in the hearts of racing people in the Kanto region, Haruna Mountain naturally attracts many groups.

The major violent groups and pole organizations, all conflicts over race tracks here, will mostly be resolved through the "Haruna Mountain Downhill Race".

"The rules are very simple, send your strongest out to compete with me, indiscriminate downhill race, dare you? Let's see whether it is two-wheel fast or four-wheel fast on this track."

Taichi Shashima proposed the rules.

"Downhill? It's exactly what I want, so let's play with you."

Hearing the other party's proposal, Sousuke Araki said lightly.

"You compare with me? Just rely on your Yamaha?"

Seeing the other party's retro XJR4000, Taichi Shashima was amused and walked to the front of a streamlined yellow sports car.

The XJR4000 can be considered a generation of magic cars, but... that was 20 years ago.

"My RX-10, which has been extensively modified, has kept the Haruna Mountain downhill record within 3 minutes, and no one has been able to break it in the past two years."

"Taiichi Shashima has been called the 'Emperor of Qiu Mingshan' in the past two years, and his downhill riding skills are unmatched... Moreover, that guy's running style is quite ruthless, and there are not a few accidents due to reasonable collisions with him."

Ichimoto Miyako whispered to Sousuke Araki from behind.

Two rounds and four rounds, who is faster is a topic of endless debate.

Although it is an indisputable fact that locomotives have advantages in short-distance straight-line acceleration, the Kawasaki H2R mass-produced model, known as the king of the land, is constantly being used to compare straight-line acceleration with various sports cars, F1 cars and even fighter jets.

But no matter how excellent these straight-line acceleration data are, on the Shibukawa Matsuda Line of Gunma Prefectural Road No. 33, the "Haruna Mountain Downhill Course" has a total length of 7.5 kilometers and an average of 180-degree sharp bends every 100 meters. above, none of them apply.

On the Haruna Mountain track, where the mist is filled with water, the fingers are out of sight in the middle of the night, and the weather is freezing cold, any rash speed increase is a dance on the edge of death.

On this track, drivers compete not only with the performance of the vehicle, but also with driving skills, cornering skills and familiarity with the track.

"The last two years... So, has it been so long?"

Not caring what the other party said, Sousuke Araki just looked down the ramp with a lost look in his eyes.

……

"Boom boom boom..."

"Come on Araki-san..."

"It's been a long time since I've seen a 'death sticker', let them see!!"

The barbarians on both sides of the road kept clamoring.

On the gas starting line drawn by the white powder, the XJR4000 and the yellow RX-10 are already in place.

"The rules are very simple. The person who reaches the finish line at the foot of the mountain first wins. There are people from both sides squatting in several big corners. If there is a vehicle going up the mountain, the light will be used to warn you in advance."

The man standing in the middle of the two cars took out the walkie-talkie, confirmed that the people on both sides were in place at each corner and at the end, and slowly raised his hands.

"Boom...boom..."

Seeing his action, both cars began to throb the accelerator continuously.

"3, 2, 1...GO!!!!"

As the man waved his hands down, with a sharp exhaust sound, the XJR4000 ejected first.

The RX-10 followed with furious throttle.

"Hmph, it's just a little advantage at the start, the first corner will crush you~lightnovelpub.net~ The RX-10 Taichi Shashima looked at the XJR4000 in front and said with a grin.

He could naturally see that the short-distance acceleration of that classic locomotive didn't actually have an advantage.

And this little advantage, in the first corner, will be exhausted.

Sousuke Araki, who put on his special attack uniform and was ahead of the RX-10, looked at the fast-receding track in front of him, and only felt that memories came flooding in like a gust of wind.

……

three years ago.

On the equally dark Qiu Ming Mountain Road, two locomotives were chasing each other along the winding and dangerous lane one after the other.

The locomotive at the back is an XJR4000.

"Damn, Brother Takasaka, this time I must surpass you."

On the locomotive, a man with an exaggerated golden nose was staring fiercely at the road ahead, roaring and turning at high speed with an extremely skilled posture.

Not far ahead, on the Kawasaki H2 with red taillights, was a black man in a white special attack suit.

……

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