Mt. Akina.

Located in the island country of Gunma Prefecture, about 100 kilometers away from Rekyo, it is famous for its four thrilling and steep five-hairpin bends, and the rest of the corners also abound, which can be called nine curves and eighteen bends, and is a mecca for racing drift.

Therefore, from time to time, there are drag racers who gather here late at night to drag racing.

"Brother Xi, I heard that in this year's Autumn Mountain Bike God Race, in addition to the last year's car god Kato Ryuji, there are two other players, and the remaining places are limited. ”

A young man with an inch head said.

"That's right, Brother Xi, you are the boss of our amateur riders, and the quota must be counted as yours. ”

Someone next to him chimed in.

"Huh. ”

The person they called Xige was a handsome young man, leaning on a GTR32 racing car, smiling slightly, but there was a faint evil aura in his smile.

If Owen is here, he can say it in one sentence: "This is the smile of the old driver, no less than that of Ryuji Kato!"

"I don't care if there is a quota now, I just want to have another race with the AE86 that beat me last night, I've always heard that there is a real Akinayama mountain car god driving late at night, I don't believe it, but last night's AE86 really amazed me. ”

“AE86？”

The young man was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief: "Brother Xi, you said that the AE86 outperformed your GTR32?

"Nothing is impossible!"

Xige is obviously extremely confident in himself, and he does not shy away from his failures in front of his younger brothers, and explains with a smile: "Although the performance of the car is very different, but this is Mt. Akina, there are very few sections that can act at full speed, as long as the technology is good enough, it is not impossible for AE86 to defeat GTR32." ”

"That's just as well. ”

The young man with the inch head was stunned for a moment, and said with a slight bow: "But apart from those top professional racing drivers, is there anyone here who is better than Brother Xi in terms of technology?"

"The master is in the folk. ”

The corners of Xige's mouth curled: "Whether it's photography, racing, or others, among so many people who are unknown to the people, there will always be one or two amazing and brilliant characters."

And the other party is not a real folk master, I went to visit, the owner is called Fujiwara Bunta, a talented racing driver nineteen years ago, praised as the most likely person to become the first island country world racing champion, but unfortunately later retired because of marriage. ”

"Hiss~"

Everyone gasped in unison: "Really, fake, so powerful?"

"I've sent out an invitation, and when he comes, you'll know. ”

Brother Xi smiled eagerly.

Inside a happy store.

"Bunta, you said that it wasn't you who outperformed the GTR32 with AE86, but Takumi?"

"Yes. ”

A man with a sloppy appearance, a cigarette in his mouth, and a jerk-looking man bowed his head and said, "All these years, that kid from Tuohai has been helping me deliver tofu, and his driving skills have surpassed me." ”

"But if Takumi is really so powerful, why hasn't he said it?"

My friend asked puzzledly: "There's nothing to hide, when the owner of the GTR32 came to our store to inquire yesterday, Tuohai was also next to him, and the owner also asked Tuohai, and Tuohai said he didn't know!"

“......”

Fujiwara Funta was stunned, the cigarette in his mouth almost fell, his face twitched, he didn't really understand, but he vaguely guessed that his son pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger......

This kind of thing, he did it when he was young, but he pretended to be more clever, not as rough as his son Takuha!

"Will Takumi go tonight?"

Seeing this expression, my friend also guessed a few points and quickly diverted the topic.

"He'll go. ”

Fujiwara Bunta pretended to be forced: "The racing genes inherited from him have been stimulated, and the Akina mountain bike god finally has a successor, and it is in vain that I have quietly taught him racing skills over the years." ”

Mt. Akina.

"Brother Xi, there's an AE86 up the hill. ”

A reminder came over the intercom.

"It's finally here. ”

Xige's spirit was shocked, and when Fujiwara Takumi drove in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned: "It's you!"

"It's me, my dad asked me to play against you. ”

Fujiwara Takumi wanted to pretend to be casual and free, but he always gave people a sense of embarrassment that he was deliberately pretending: "Can you hurry up, I still have something to do than finish the race." ”

"Good. ”

The corners of Xige's mouth curled and he got into the car.

A beautiful woman walked to the middle line in front of the two cars, and after the standard start routine, the two cars rushed out one after another, Xige's GTR32 took the lead, and Fujiwara Takumi's AE86 was half a body behind, and began to chase me on Akinayama, staging fast and furious.

"Beautiful!"

There were people watching the important ramps along the way, and they were amazed when they saw the two cars speeding at speed.

"No, there's another car coming. ”

The little brother in charge of Wangfeng shouted over the walkie-talkie: "Wow! So fast! He chased after Brother Xi and them, is this the real Akina's mountain bike god?"

"What?"

Xi Ge heard the reminder, looked in the rearview mirror, his eyes suddenly shrank, I don't know when, a red racing car rushed after him, looking at its speed, and considering the distance they lead, as well as the special structure of the autumn name mountain, the driving skills of the owner of this red racing car are really amazing.

Fujiwara Takumi in AE86, originally holding the steering wheel with his left hand and his right hand against the window against his head, maintained a relaxed and casual hanging posture, and was also stunned when he saw the red shadow in the rearview mirror.

With the dynamic vision after the evolution of his talent, he also thinks that this red shadow is amazingly fast, and there is only one reason: the speed of the car behind him is really very fast!

Then Fujiwara Takumi's jaw dropped even more, this red shadow actually maintained high speed when crossing a steep slope and sharp bend, overtaking his car on the outside road, and when he came to the straight, the red car was parallel to him, and the window opened, revealing a handsome face.

"Oh, yes, it's pretty hanging!"

As soon as the handsome and mysterious young man spoke, he smelled of grace.

Fujiwara Takumi listened to it, a little strange, and there was an inexplicable feeling of unhappiness in his heart, always feeling that the other party had robbed him of his lines......

When the mysterious young man slammed the accelerator and the roar of the powerful engine carried the red car away, Fujiwara Takumi watched the rear of the other party's car get farther and farther away, and the unhappiness in his heart became even stronger.

Tonight was supposed to be the moment when he pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, but he didn't expect to suddenly kill a real tiger, so that he didn't succeed in pretending to be coerced, and once he didn't succeed in pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, it would be a tragedy......

Thinking of this, Fujiwara Takumi slammed the accelerator and muttered indistinctly: "What is the hanging! It will be five consecutive hairpin bends, I don't believe you dare to drift at such a hanging speed, and you can't be killed!"

"That's amazing!"

Higo in GTR32, looking at the red car with a clear intention of slowing down, exclaimed.

"Oh, yes, it's an old driver. ”

The owner of the red race car looked at the young Higo and let out a meaningful laugh.