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The day after the race, news of Kyoichi Sudo's loss to two amateur drivers spread throughout the island racing community.

And in Gunma Prefecture, some people began to call Hikozu the god of the autumn mountain bike.

However, there were not many such calls, and at the same time, Yanzu did not receive a prompt from the system to complete the task.

Obviously, if he wants to complete the task, he has to have a battle with the real Akina mountain bike god Fujiwara Takumi, father and son.

It's just that the black shell 86 has not yet been born, and Yanzu has no way to compare even if he wants to.

So Yanzu planned to take advantage of this gap time to go to Las Vegas.

Because in the past few days, due to the woman Miya by his side, his daily expenses have increased several times, which also makes him have little money left.

In order to meet the expenses later, Yanzu planned to simply go to Las Vegas.

Two days later, Hikozu took a plane back to Kyoto from Las Vegas.

And this trip to Las Vegas also brought him nearly 20 million US dollars.

Now the world is only a few years old, and more than 20 million dollars is already a lot of wealth.

Not to mention the beauty of this woman and a lot of expenses, even a few more are completely enough.

After returning to Gunma Prefecture, Hikozu bought a single-family house near the lake in Gunma Prefecture.

The villa is very large, and all kinds of facilities are also complete, so you can move in directly, so Yanzu took Mei to live in this big villa that night.

A few days later, at Takumi Fujiwara's house, Takuta Fujihara, who was an old drunkard, looked at Takumi Fujiwara, who had always been silent, and finally suspended the business of the tofu shop and took the scrapped 86 to a car repair factory.

"Hey! The stinky tofu car is already like this, and there is no value in repair, so just take advantage of this time to change the car directly. ”

Soon in the workshop, two maintenance workers lifted the cover of a new engine to reveal its true face.

"Stinky tofu, you don't want to put this thing in 86!" As an old friend of Fujihara's old friend, Amu's father exclaimed.

"This engine is for racing, it's illegal!"

"How? Not bad! Fujihara said nonchalantly.

"You madman!!" Amu's father could only hold back these two words to describe his mood at the moment.

A day later, the Black Shell 86, which had been refurbished and reborn, drove back to the gas station in Gunma Prefecture.

The black-shelled 86 had just stopped at the gas station, and Yuichi Tachibana, who was sitting in the co-pilot, was also Amu's father, and vomited directly on the window.

"Wow! Uncle, what did you do to my dad? ”

"How did it happen!"

"We just went around the famous mountain in autumn!" Fuji Harata, the drunkard, said very casually.

"Isn't it, isn't it just a ride? How could it be spit like this. ”

"It's such a big person, it's really not worrying at all to vomit like this in a car."

Hearing the chatter of Amu, a little fat man, several employees on the side couldn't help but complain in their hearts: "I'm embarrassed to say boss, I don't know who vomited for several days a few days ago." ”

Of course, they are only talking about it in their hearts, and they don't really say it.

After all, Amu is the stupid son of their boss, how can he talk about each other as an employee.

That night, in Gunma Prefecture, in an elegant lakeside villa, Hikozu made a phone call to Ryosuke Takahashi: "Ryosuke, Takumi's 86 has been remodified, and a racing engine has been installed, and our plan can be implemented." ”

"I know, I'll go tomorrow."

The next night, Ryosuke Takahashi approached Takumi Fujiwara and expressed his desire to run a lap with him in Mt. Akina, and at the same time sent him an invitation.

"Takumi, you are very talented, such talent should not be buried, join my team as a driver."

"Well, I'll think about it!"

When he returned home that night, Takumi Fujiwara told his drunken father about his encounter with Ryosuke Takahashi.

"Someone invited me to join his team, is it really that fun to be a driver?"

Fujiharata squinted at him: "What?" Do you want to be a driver? ”

"I'm just asking!"

"Just ask, why don't you hurry up and go to bed, you have to get up early tomorrow morning to deliver the goods!"

A day later, Ryosuke Takahashi found Fujihara again.

"Why are you again, what are you doing again?" Fujiharata glanced at him and said impatiently.

"Uncle, I made an appointment with Takumi to compete in Akinayama this Saturday, and if I win, I hope to be able to compete with you." Ryosuke Takahashi's words were actually said by Bang Hikozu.

Because he came to Akinayama again, mainly to be a lobbyist for Yanzu.

It turned out that after the last match, not only did Kyoichi Sudo send an invitation to Hikozu, but Ryosuke Takahashi also sent him an invitation.

And Hikozu did not directly refuse Ryosuke Takahashi's invitation, but asked him to do himself a favor, and as long as it was completed, he agreed to join Ryosuke Takahashi's team that had not yet been officially established.

This favor naturally made him a lobbyist, and invited Fujiwara Takumi and his father and son to agree to compete with him in Akinayama.

At this moment, Fujihara Harata listened to Ryosuke Takahashi's words and paused, "Is there anything else?" If it's okay, don't disturb my work. ”

Although Fujihara didn't agree directly, Ryosuke Takahashi could see that as long as he could outperform Fujiwara Takumi, Fujihara still had a good chance of agreeing.

Two days later, seeing that the time for the game was approaching, but watching Fujiwara Takumi still not fully control the modified Black Shell 86.

So Fujihara Harata directly asked Fujiwara Takumi to get into the car with him, and drove the car to the top of Mt. Akina.

"Look, I'll only do it once."

Fuji Harata, who was in the cab, said to Fuji Harata in the co-pilot while starting the car.

Immediately afterwards, Fujihara Harata began to conduct an on-site teaching and guidance to Fujiwara Takumi.

I have to say that Fuji Bunta's driving skills are absolutely top-notch, even though he has retired from the racing world for nearly 20 years, the driving skills that have long been integrated into muscle memory are still well preserved.

At least the current Fujiwara Takumi is still a big step behind.

On Saturday night, onlookers were gathered at the bends of Mt. Akina.

These people are not only racing enthusiasts from Gunma Prefecture, but also many from other regions.

Obviously, Mt. Akinayama has now become an important venue for folk competitions.

"Look, it's coming! It's the red Ashen F430. I heard that in the last race, the red god of war ran the whole course of Akinayama in more than ten seconds after surpassing the second place. ”

"Looks like tonight is definitely worth the trip."

At the foot of Mt. Akina, Fujiharata followed his old friend to the stands at the finish line as he approached the race.

Seeing that the neighborhood was actually surrounded by all kinds of beautiful women, Fujiharata Harata, a drunken man, had straight eyes.

"Hey! Didn't we have so many MMs when we used to compete! ”

"Nope!"

"Uncle, this is a women-only area, you go away!" Several beauties looked at Fujiharata and his old friend with disgust.

Tonight, there were more than 100 spectators at the terminal alone in the entire Akina Mountain.

And nearly half of these people are all kinds of beautiful women, after all, the times are different, and there are too many young people who pursue excitement these years.

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