In the midst of the noise, fifty-six names were written on the blackboard, and a whole large blackboard was written. Looking at these names, there are Chinese, Japanese, and Americans, and the number of people is probably the largest number of Japanese, the second largest number of Americans, and the smaller number of Chinese.

And Shi Tiexin's party gang is ranked thirty-seventh.

Looking at this blackboard, is this the ladder for me to fight in the future? Shi Tiexin looked at his top, where a Japanese name was written, called Motozaburo Banto, and his nickname was indicated behind him - Ghost Master.

"That's it." Shi Tiexin pointed at the ghost master: "The next battle book." ”

"What if he doesn't fight, boss?"

"Then send the head of the Red Samurai." Shi Tie's heart is as strong as iron: "Provoke him and provoke him." Tell that Yuan Saburo that if you don't dare to come, write me a big 'suit' word, and see me in the future. ”

I'm going to let the whole of Tokyo know that I'm here.

=================== I came to the dividing line =====================

There are a lot of fights between bikers, and in particularly chaotic areas, street fights that resemble violent motorcycle scuffles also occur. But there is elegance and vulgarity in any industry, and for the bikers, street brawls are called vulgar. And Ya's method, which is also a more widely accepted method, is racing.

Flying cars, flying cars are the nature of cars.

From the moment the locomotive was invented, it carried the dream and soul of human beings.

Of course, the bikers who don't pay attention to the rules don't care, but the bikers who pay attention to the rules and the real soul of the locomotive all agree with the victory or defeat of the race. For the bikers, racing is the most dignified matchup.

Shi Tiexin's challenge was quickly responded, and without even sacrificing the head of the red samurai, Sakato Motozaburo immediately responded to the competition.

The two sides agreed to run the city.

At eight o'clock in the evening of the second day, the neighborhood was noisy. Professional bikers, teenagers, and a big crowd on the streets. Dynamic music has been moved from discotheques to the streets, and many dyed haired teenagers are riding colorful motorcycles to play cool in place. Coolly dressed beautiful girls gather in groups, and every street party is a place of excitement and release.

"Boss, the road has been sealed, here's the map."

A map was sent to Shi Tiexin, Shi Tiexin looked at it, and a progress bar immediately appeared on the driving interface. The progress bar flashed and came to an end, and a [map entered] prompt immediately appeared on the interface.

Then, whenever he wants, he can pull up the map from the driving interface at any time.

There was a sudden commotion ahead, and some light pollution-like flashes of light immediately pierced the crowd. Shi Tiexin raised his eyes and saw more than 50 motorcycles on the opposite side, each of which was equipped with a large number of light bars, and it was simply blinding at night.

The leader is a young Japanese man, twenty-four or five years old. He was tall among the Japanese, with long hair and a baguette-like shape on top of his head.

Shi Tiexin couldn't help but want to laugh, the Japanese bastards seemed to like this kind of shape, and they didn't know who they learned it from. (Legend has it that I learned it from Elvis Presley, but I don't know if it's true or not)

With a bang, the young man got off the glittering locomotive and walked over with his toes high. A mouth, is a blunt Chinese: "Take one is stealing?" ”

The younger brothers immediately looked at Shi Tiexin.

"Like Li, don't measure Li, jump to Grandpa Li?"

Grandpa Lee? I'm also my brother-in-law.

Shi Tiexin stood up, and his body rose up like a pillar of heaven, and the momentum instantly pressed down the bread head. Shi Tiexin didn't make a gesture, but just opened the ghost sorrowful emoji, and his big eyes glared condescendingly: "You are Bandong Motozaburo?" ”

The bread head couldn't help but take two steps back, and was a little frightened, and then pushed it back, and said stiffly: "It's like grandpa me!" Li Su is here, so I'm going to give me Li's car. He glanced at Shi Tiexin's car, greedy and undisguised, and then provoked: "Do you dare?" ”

"Okay." Shi Tiexin is not stage frightened at all: "If you lose, I don't want your broken car." But you have to change your title, and when you see me later, you have to call yourself Sun. ”

With whom, master, you little calf still dare to call me a master? It's almost the same as calling me grandpa.

"Good!" With a wave of his hand, the big cloak behind him rattled: "It's decided!" ”

The crowd immediately became excited.

The little girl is babbling, the little fart is lively, and the professional bikers on both sides are clearly distinguished. While the lights are flickering, they are much more stable.

With a snap, two incendiary sticks began to emit smoke and flames, and were placed at the starting point.

Two cars, came to the starting line.

Buzz, Motozaburo Bando deliberately twisted the accelerator and looked at this side defiantly.

"Li, I can't win, I!" Bandong Genzaburo seems to want to come up with some psychological tactics: "Li's, it's too heavy, the corners are too slow, and you don't get the job." Mine, lightweight! ”

Shi Tiexin glanced at him, ignored him, and put on his helmet by himself.

The younger brothers on the other side laughed loudly, speaking in a foreign language, as if they were laughing at Shi Tiexin's behavior of wearing a helmet. But Shi Tiexin completely ignored them, he not only wore a helmet, but also put on a professional racing suit.

The so-called thousands of roads, relatives two lines of tears. You flowers, how do you know what speed I have?

At this time, a long-legged beauty walked to the starting line with a twist, the little hot pants and small vest were very hot, and the buttocks were drawn round when she walked, which made many young people whistle. And she has a delicate face, exquisite makeup, and a nine-headed proportional figure, she is a little beauty.

But Shi Tiexin glanced at it and felt that this little beauty seemed to be a little worse than the gym lady. I don't know where the difference is, but I just feel that the level is different.

"I'm going to start today!" The little beauty speaks pure Chinese, with one hand on her waist, and the other hand holding up a small flag, first pointing at the bread head: "Ah, oil rui? ”

"Rui Bang Rui Bang!" Yuan Saburo looked at the little beauty, and the whole person was excited: "Fat intestine Rui Da!" Beauty, I'll be hard later, let's go for a ride together? ”

The little beauty ignored him, changed her posture again, and pointed at Shi Tiexin with a flag: "Are you ready?" ”

"Alright." Shi Tiexin was concise and to the point, there was no nonsense, he just bent down and clinged to the locomotive.

"Then prepare ~~~" The little beauty raised the small flag high, and then waved down suddenly: "Start——! ”

Boom Boom!

The thunder-like sound startled the nearby crowd, and in the squeaky and harsh friction sound, the rear tires of Heizun emitted green smoke. When the smoke cleared, Shi Tiexin had already rushed straight out first. And Bandong Motozaburo's small motorcycle chased in vain behind, but he couldn't catch up.