The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 85 Speed ​​of Life and Death (8)

"Passengers, please... fasten your seat belts..." said the driver, then stepped on the accelerator. The strong push on the back came again. Inuyama Heita held on to the handrail tightly. This time he learned his lesson and fastened his seat belt as soon as he got on the bus. The previous situation would not happen again. On the contrary, Ajian saw it clearly in the front and screamed with fear. He turned into a phantom and drilled into the jade pendant in Inuyama Heita's pocket.

Seeing the taxi approaching the biker motorcycle in front, Qian Xiaoyi threw a talisman to Inuyama Heita and said, "I will restrain Kuroda and the yellow-haired guy later. After I control Kuroda, you find a chance to stick this talisman on Kuroda. In this way, his consciousness will leave here and return to his body. Do you understand?"

"I... I understand." Inuyama Heita swallowed his saliva. Doing this kind of thing in a speeding car was just like in an action movie. It seemed normal when watching it normally, but when he really had to do it himself, he couldn't tell you how nervous he was.

"Don't be afraid, this is a ghost town, not reality." Qian Xiaoyi said, "We didn't enter here via the highway, so you can do it without worry. There won't be any car crashes or deaths. I'm here."

"Yes!" Inuyama Heita breathed a sigh of relief. Since a professional like Qian Xiaoyi had guaranteed it, then everything should be fine.

After giving the instructions, Qian Xiaoyi wrapped a piece of the ink line around his palm, then opened the car door, went out and climbed onto the roof. He used the ink line to draw a square on the roof cover and stood inside it. He immediately felt stable, as if he had merged into one with the car. He would not lose balance or fall because of the turning or drifting of the car.

Kuroda, who was on the motorcycle in front, looked back and shouted, "Hey, hey, hey, the car behind us is catching up! Yangyi, can you do it?"

The yellow-haired guy with the crew cut angrily said, "Are you kidding me? How can a man say no? Just wait and see, I'm going to dump him right now!"

As soon as he turned the throttle, the motorcycle made an unbearable loud noise and continued to accelerate. Qian Xiaoyi also shouted to the bottom: "Let's speed up too! Pingtaro, pay more!"

Inuyama Heita took out a stack of yellow paper from his pocket and handed it to the driver in front. The driver took it silently, then started to accelerate, holding on to the motorcycle tightly and refusing to let go.

"Tsk, that guy behind me is quite capable?" The yellow-haired guy frowned as he looked at the rearview mirror of the motorcycle and said, "He's quite difficult to deal with... In that case, just take this move from me! Take it!"

He tightened the accelerator, and thick black smoke came out of the exhaust pipe, turning into black fog that enveloped everything behind him.

"You're amazing, Yang Yi!" said the young Kuroda excitedly.

"That's right!" The yellow-haired crew cut said proudly, "I am the chief of Yegui Niku! The guy behind me wants to race with me? I..."

"caught you."

Before he finished his words, a black line flew out from the black fog and firmly wrapped around the exaggerated seat back of the biker motorcycle. A taxi also rushed out from the black fog. Qian Xiaoyi stood steadily on the roof of the car, constantly retracting the ink line in his hand like a cowboy, shortening the distance between the motorcycle and the taxi little by little.

"Tsk, didn't they tie up the person?" Qian Xiaoyi said to himself, "But it's okay if they can hold the car. Let's move over!"

The taxi maintained the same speed and slowly moved towards the motorcycle.

"The car is tied up!" Young Kuroda was horrified and turned around to try to get rid of the ink line.

The guy with the yellow-haired airplane head asked, "How is it? Can it be removed?"

Young Kuroda was sweating profusely: "No! This thing seems to have grown on it, and I can't pick it off at all! I can't even bite it with my teeth. What should I do?"

"Are you scared already, Nobunaga?" Yang Yi laughed and said, "We're just blocked by the enemy. Get ready for a fight! We Yakiniku are not afraid of anyone!" "Oh oh!" Kuroda immediately became full of energy and yelled out the classic lines of the biker gang: "Noisy ass (I'm ready to fight if you want)!" He pulled out a baseball bat from behind the seat back and stared at Qian Xiaoyi fearlessly, as if he wanted to wait for him to get close and then give him a hard blow.

Suddenly, their motorcycle hit a dark shadow on the road, causing the motorcycle to shake and almost lose control. Qian Xiaoyi looked and saw that the dark shadow was also a motorcyclist, but it was a translucent afterimage.

The yellow-haired man with the crew cut said, "They are from another gang! This means we are getting close to that guy! Attack!"

Without saying a word, Kuroda hit the black shadow with a stick, causing the black shadow to disappear immediately.

"Yeah!!!" Kuroda roared, "This is what happens when you mess with us."

"It's not over yet, Nobunaga!"

In front of the tunnel, within the range of the taxi headlights, more and more afterimages appeared. In front of the afterimages of these motorcycle riders, the running figure of Turbo Granny appeared again.

"Is that the enemy leader?" The yellow-haired pilot shouted, "Let's go!"

"Oh!" Kuroda roared.

No one knew where the horsepower of that motorcycle came from, but it seemed to have no limit, and it actually dragged the taxi towards Turbine Granny. Those afterimages seemed to be triggered, and they all took out their weapons and approached the taxi and Kuroda's motorcycle.

Bang! A Shadow Knight hit the taxi window with a stick, creating a crack in the window. This scared Inuyama Heita inside the car. He yelled, "It was the people in front who launched the attack. Why are we getting hit too?"

Qian Xiaoyi heard Inuyama Heita's voice and replied, "It seems that these people are the remnant souls of the bikers who had an accident while racing with Granny Turbine. Although they have no brains, they still have the instinct to attack. Hold on tight, there may be some bumps... The world is boundless, the universe borrows the law, huh!"

Qian Xiaoyi formed seals with his hands, pinched a talisman between his fingertips, and slapped his hands towards the roof of the car. A golden light flashed, and a violent vibration spread along with a ripple. The remaining images of the surrounding bikers were shaken away one after another. After that, they mechanically knocked on the windows of the taxi with their weapons, but it was of no use.

"Humph, the spell couldn't beat the slit-mouthed woman in Japan, so how could it beat you?" Qian Xiaoyi sneered, looking ahead. They were approaching Granny Turbine. Although the old lady was generally harmless, if someone tried to catch up with her or surpass her, this behavior would be seen as a signal of "competition", and it would be dangerous.

"It has to be done before the car is parallel to Granny Turbine. This distance should be enough."

Qian Xiaoyi pressed the ink line in his hand into the square under his feet. The ink line was connected to the square as if it was drawn directly on it. With his hands free, Qian Xiaoyi took out a compass from his bag and pasted a talisman with Kuroda Nobunaga's birth date on it.

"It's time to go home, Kuroda." Qian Xiaoyi stretched out his middle finger, tapped the ring of the compass, and began to slowly turn the compass. Kuroda Nobunaga suddenly felt his body become light, as if something was attracting him. His body floated up and drifted towards the taxi. Inside the car, Inuyama Heita had already opened the window, holding the talisman given by Qian Xiaoyi in his hand, ready to continue.

Unable to control his body, Kuroda Nobunaga shouted in fear: "Save me! Yangyi!"

"You bastards, what do you want to do to Nobunaga!" The yellow-haired crew cut was angry.

(End of this chapter)