"Twenty-three... Forty... Fifty-two..."Looking at the spectacular convoy, Kyushu Makoto silently counted in his heart.

There were fifty-two people on motorcycles alone, and seven sports cars.

These riders are uniformly dressed in motorcycle helmets and motorcycle suits, and just standing in a row is full of oppression, and they are sure to be able to suppress the gang of delinquent teenagers of the "New Heavenly Creation".

"Oh! That's amazing! There are so many people! "Sunset

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