Squatted down and checked the situation of several people in the Ichihongu line, and after confirming that there was no danger to his life, Sosuke Araki set him up.

Kenjiro and the others followed, squeezing into the crowd and picking up the other men.

Sousuke Araki turned his head and looked at Taichi Shibashima, who was standing in the middle of the passage where the crowd parted.

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

"You kid...... Do you really think that if there are more people, you can do whatever you want? ”

Looking at the other party's appearance of no one in his eyes, Akira Nishikiyama, who was ignored on one side, angrily took out the gun in his hand and pointed it at Sosuke Araki, who was surrounded in the center.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

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

"Boom ......"

"Let's get on it and kill that guy......"

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

Battle, on the verge of breaking out.

Sousuke Araki seemed to be oblivious to the tense atmosphere at the scene, as if he didn't see the gun in the other person's hand, and glanced up at the several men who stopped in front of him.

"Threesome, is this going to break the rules of Hazuna Mountain?"

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

The flow of people in the group of three automatically separated a road, and it was so that Sosuke Araki walked out slowly with the help of Ichihonnomiyayuki.

Taiichi Shibashima sighed and gently pressed down the gun in Akira Geumyama's hand.

He turned his head to Sosuke Araki and said, "Our group of three is holding a competition here, just to make money with harmony, but today your friend shot first, and injured a dozen good players." ”

"Brother Araki, these guys slandered that headless rider as being disguised by our people, and later said that it was the evil spirit of Big Brother Takasaka...... That's why I couldn't help but ......."

"Kyushu boy," Honmiya explained resentfully.

Although he looks miserable, he can still sit here, and the group of three who worked with him have already entered the emergency room.

"This matter, we could have taken the legal route and let the lawyer solve it, after all, the group of three is not the same as before. But...... As you said, Mt. Haruna has the rules of Mt. Haruna. ”

Shibashima Taichi smiled evilly.

The battle of will with the city main palace line is not important, it is his goal to drive this group of rampant people away, completely dominate the track of Hazuna Mountain, and establish his own order.

"The matter of Mt. Haruna will be resolved in Mt. Haruna, right...... Let's just say it, how to compare? ”

Leaving Ichimoto Miyayuki to his companion to deal with his wounds, Sosuke Araki turned to look at him with a calm expression.

The unwritten rule that "the affairs of Mt. Haruna will be resolved in Mt. Haruna" has been around for a long time.

As a sacred place in the hearts of drag racers in the Kanto region, Mt. Haruna naturally attracts many people.

The major rampant groups and yakuza organizations, whenever there is a conflict here over the competition for the track, most of them will be resolved through the "Haruna Mountain Downhill Race".

"The rules are very simple, send your strongest out to compete with me, indiscriminate downhill racing, dare? Let's see if it's two or four wheels fast on this track. ”

Taichi Shibashima came up with the rules.

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

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

"Are you compared to me? Just your Yamaha? ”

Seeing the retro XJR4000 of the other party, Takashi Shijima laughed and walked to the front of a yellow streamlined sports car.

XJR4000, it can be regarded as a generation of god cars, but ...... That was 20 years ago.

"My RX-10 has maintained the record of downhill in less than 3 minutes, and no one has been able to break it in the past two years."

"Taiichi Shibashima has been known as the 'Emperor of Akinayama' for the past two years, and his downhill driving skills are unrivaled...... Moreover, that guy's running style is quite ruthless, and there are not a few accidents due to reasonable collisions with him. ”

Ichimoto Miyayuki whispered to Sosuke Araki behind him.

Two-wheeled or four-wheeled, which one is faster, is a topic of endless debate.

Although it is an indisputable fact that locomotives have an advantage in short-distance straight-line acceleration, the Kawasaki H2R production model, known as the king of land, is constantly being compared to various sports cars, F1 cars and even fighter jets for straight-line acceleration.

However, no matter how good these straight-line acceleration figures are, none of them are applicable on the 7.5-kilometer-long "Haruna-Yama Downhill Course" on the Shibukawa Matsui Field Line on Gunma Prefectural Route 33, with an average of 180-degree sharp bends per 100 meters.

On the misty track, where you can't see your fingers in the middle of the night, and when it's cold and freezes, any rash acceleration is dancing on the brink of death.

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

"In the last two years...... It turns out that all this time has passed? ”

Not caring about the other party's words, Sosuke Araki just looked down the ramp with a blank look in his eyes.

……

"Boom, boom, boom......"

"Brother Araki, come on......"

"It's been a long time since I've seen 'Death on the Ground', let them see it!!"

The mobs on both sides of the road kept shouting.

The white powder drew the gas starting line, and the XJR4000 and yellow RX-10 were already in place.

"The rules are very simple, the person who goes to the bottom of the mountain first wins, there are people from both sides squatting on several big curves, and if there is a vehicle going up the mountain, it will be warned by lights in advance."

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

"Boom...... Boom ......"

Seeing his action, both cars began to make a constant sensation of the accelerator.

“3，2，1…… GO！！！！ ”

With the man's hands down, with a sharp exhaust sound, XJR4000 shot out first.

The RX-10 followed with a furious throttle.

"Hmph, it's just a little advantage at the start, and the first corner will crush you."

Taiichi Shibashima, who was piloting the RX-10, looked at the XJR4000 in front of him and said with a cruel smile.

He could naturally see that the short-distance acceleration of the old motorcycle was not actually dominant, but it only took the lead with the rider's keen sense of the car.

And this little advantage, in the first corner, will wear off.

Sousuke Araki, who was back in the suit and ahead of the RX-10, looked at the rapidly retreating track in front of him, and felt that memories were flooding back like a wind.

……

Three years ago.

On the similarly dark Akina Mountain Road, two locomotives are chasing each other along the winding and dangerous lane.

The locomotive in the rear was a XJR4000.

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

On the locomotive, a man with an exaggerated golden nose was looking at the road ahead with fierce eyes, roaring through the high-speed corners with extremely skillful postures.

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

……