Three days is not a long time, but for Fujiwara Yano, who spends all year round, it is a feeling of spending time like a year.

Especially tonight, there was a race in his favorite underground car, and his car had just been modified, which made him a little nervous.

There are also women, thinking that the organizers of this underground racing race revealed to him that they had recently got another batch of best racing girls, Fujiwara Yano was itching, and he couldn't wait to rush over and inspect the goods in person.

However, reason finally prevailed over physiological impulses, and Fujiwara Yano still cared more about his own life than having fun, after all, he had to endure it for three days, and when the crisis alarm was lifted, he could play freely, and if something happened in these three days, it was likely to be confessed, and there was nothing to play.

Fujiwara Yano can still calculate this account.

Glancing at the gradually darkening sky outside, thinking that the hot and exciting underground racing race was about to start, Fujiwara Yano was a little dumbfounded, took out a bottle of good wine, and drank the sullen wine.

It was at this moment that Fujiwara Yano's phone rang and he received a pleasantly surprised piece of good news.

"Haha, then Jiang Feng ran to Mt. Fuji? God help me!" Fujiwara Yano stood up suddenly, laughed loudly, and walked briskly outside.

To be honest, Jiang Feng left Tokyo and went to Mount Fuji to surprise him, giving him the feeling that he was really traveling, but if you think about it carefully, it is said that he Jiang Feng has caused big trouble in Huaxia, and the enemy is being found everywhere, and this will run to Japan just to avoid the limelight.

And even if he really came to seek revenge, he was not afraid, when Jiang Feng came back from Mount Fuji, the supernatural people of the Double Dragon Society would also free their hands, and Jiang Feng would be dead at that time.

The point is, if Jiang Feng runs to Mount Fuji, he won't delay his side to participate in the off-site racing competition, anyway, Jiang Feng is far away from him, and he can have a good carnival.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and he trotted all the way to the garage downstairs, the engine roared, and he drove away in the car he had just modified.

As night falls, on a winding and sparsely populated section of the road on the outskirts of Tokyo, you can see that the well-modified cars have been lined up, and the engine roars wave after wave, and it has begun to warm up, just waiting for the row of lights in front of you to go out completely, and then rush off the track.

But just when the racers were engrossed in the steering wheel, and had already entered the race state, the indicator lights in front of them stopped suddenly after going off twice.

"What the hell are the tournament organizers doing?!"

"This is too funny, Lao Tzu is ready to step on the accelerator to the end, but it suddenly stops like this?!"

"What? The reason for the pause is that someone is interjecting into the car? Who is this TM?!"

The racers were scolding and dissatisfied, especially after seeing that the car that had interrupted the race was actually lined up in front of all their cars, and the crowd around them erupted in strong boos.

But soon, all this came to an abrupt end, and the scene became silent.

Because the door of the car opened at this time, everyone present was silent when they saw the comer, and finally understood why the organizers of the race had to stop the race at the risk of causing public outrage.

Fujiwara Yano, this is a famous prince in the whole of Tokyo and even the whole of Japan, no one dares to provoke it, and no one can afford to mess with it.

Not only that, but the racers present also secretly complained, because as long as Fujiwara Yano was present, then the first place would be completely out of their way, not that Fujiwara Yano's driving skills were so powerful, but that no one dared to surpass his car.

Otherwise, once Fujiwara Yano is upset, then it is estimated that before dawn, they will be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks.

"Haha, I'm here for the Akina Mountain Bike!" Compared with the constipated racers, Fujiwara Yano, who was late, was in a very happy mood and laughed.

Although there is no Akina Mountain at all, and Fujiwara Takumi is also a fictional character in the manga, and has nothing to do with their Fujiwara family, Fujiwara Yano doesn't care about this, and has always regarded himself as the descendant of the Akina Mountain Bike God, and tonight is the moment for him to show his talents.

"Welcome to the Akina Mountain Bike God!" and no matter what their true thoughts were, everyone present was intimidated by the might of the Double Dragon Club, and they all gave face and applauded vigorously.

Seeing this, Fujiwara Yano nodded with satisfaction, as if possessed by a car god, and entered the car with great confidence.

This time, there was no longer any abnormality in the signal light ahead, and as the last signal light went out, the car driven by Yano Fujiwara rushed out first.

The strange thing is that the car behind Fujiwara Yano stopped for ten seconds before stepping on the accelerator and rushing out.

Of course, there were exceptions, and that was when a car that had only signed up for the race on the last day took the opportunity to overtake quickly, leaping from the back row to the front row, and accelerating to the front of Fujiwara Yano's car.

"Is that guy crazy? Isn't he impatient?!" The other racers were a little dumbfounded, they didn't expect that there were still people with the guts to dare to provoke Fujiwara Yano, and before he could see the people in the car clearly, the fast-overtaking car had already disappeared at the end of the curve ahead.

In front of them, the unknown car not only drove at full speed, but also managed to overtake Fujiwara Yano's car after just a few corners with its excellent cornering skills.

"Eight Grid Yalu!" At this time, Fujiwara Yano was also dumbfounded, his face turned red, and he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, extremely angry.

With one foot on the accelerator to the end, Fujiwara Yano chased with all his might, played at a super level, and even made a big drift when passing one of the corners, but even so, he could only eat dirt behind his back and never overtook the car in front of him.

It wasn't until the finish line that Fujiwara Yano caught up, but it wasn't because of how fast he was, but because the car had stopped quietly.

"MD! you're dead, I'm telling you, you're dead, no one can overtake Lao Tzu's car!" Fujiwara Yano rushed out of the car, pulled out a gun, and roared towards the car.

However, after walking in and seeing the people in the car, he trembled all over his body and collapsed to the ground.

The car door opened, Jiang Feng walked out of the racing car, and said with a smile: "Hello, we meet again!"

(End of chapter)