The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 93 The Boy in My Heart (6)

"Get ready, it's coming! Hurry up and act as ordered!" Qian Xiaoyi shouted. The talisman on the car body emitted a dazzling red light. It accelerated suddenly and leaped forward a long distance. He and the other party were just on the left and right of Turbo Grandma, moving forward at the same pace, with no one higher than the other.

Yang Yi, young Kuroda and Qian Xiaoyi turned their heads and looked at each other at the same time, with provocation in their eyes, and chased after Turbine Grandma at the same time.

At this moment, Granny Turbine grinned, and the straight tunnel in front changed instantly, and a bend appeared in front.

"Investigation, Heitaro!" Qian Xiaoyi shouted.

"Got it!" Inuyama Heita walked forward holding the rearview mirror. The view in the mirror moved with his movement, allowing him to see clearly the invisible place behind the bend in front of Qian Xiaoyi.

Inuyama Heita immediately reported: "After the turn ahead there is an angled curve, don't be careless."

After Inuyama Heita finished speaking, Ken also said, "Several remnant spirits of the biker gang suddenly appeared from behind, holding weapons and chasing us. Be careful not to fall too far behind, or they will catch up and attack us."

"Understood!" Qian Xiaoyi didn't say a word. He immediately pulled out his left hand and touched the compass. The corresponding talisman on the car body lit up. He and Yang Yi and the young Kuroda did not give in to each other and rushed straight to the bend ahead.

The middle-aged Kuroda stood beside Ah Jian, watching Qian Xiaoyi's operation in the mirror, frowned and said, "He actually let go of his hand and didn't even hold the clutch? That's a sharp turn. A newcomer going through it at this speed is simply courting death!"

Not only did he say that, Yang Yi also said that.

"Hahaha, that guy is looking for death! Let him see my skills! Hold on to Nobunaga."

"Ohh! Come on."

With the sound of tires rubbing against the ground, Yang Yi's motorcycle made a perfect turn with a beautiful drift and completed the turn one step ahead of Qian Xiaoyi. When rushing into the turn, the young Kuroda in the back seat did not forget to give Qian Xiaoyi a middle finger.

Since it was an S-shaped curve, Yang Yi rushed forward for a distance after drifting through the curve, and then drifted again. The two drifts were perfectly connected, and he passed this continuous curve smoothly, directly throwing Qian Xiaoyi out of his sight.

"Beautiful! Yang Yi! So beautiful!" Young Kuroda laughed, "That guy got dumped again."

Yang Yi also said proudly: "Based on last time's experience, there will be a car crash sound behind us soon, three, two, one..."

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The roar of the motorcycle engine startled the two men and they looked at the rearview mirror at the same time. In the rearview mirror, the Nuhuomaru reappeared, and the talisman on the body of the motorcycle was glowing. It actually ran across the wall at a 90-degree angle to the ground, completely violating the laws of physics.

"What is that!" Yang Yi shouted in surprise, "Why can he run on the wall? Is he using centrifugal force? But why can he run so far? This is unscientific!"

"But this is very Taoist." Qian Xiaoyi smiled slightly and murmured: "The world is not settled yet, Li Zhen returns to his place!"

He turned the ring on the compass a little bit, and the direction of gravity changed immediately. The talisman on Nuhuwan's body flashed red light, and he jumped down from the wall easily and landed steadily on the road.

Ah Jian was surprised and said, "I can actually turn a curve into a straight line in this way! In this way, I don't have to worry about the technical problems when turning."

The middle-aged Kuroda widened his eyes and said, "This is not drag racing at all!"

"This is not racing at all!" The young Kuroda turned around and shouted fiercely: "Cheating, that guy is simply cheating, right? How can you compete like this!"

"You're right." Qian Xiaoyi approached faster and replied, "This is not a competition at all, but... a hunt for you!" "Tsk, you're such a boaster." Yang Yi snorted coldly, "You're a hundred years too early to hunt us!"

Inuyama Heita reported: "After turning left ahead, there is a short straight road and then a right turn."

"There's a downhill S-curve ahead."

"An uphill hairpin turn."

"A residual soul appears on the left."

With the guidance of Inuyama Heita and Ajian, Qian Xiaoyi was like a thorn in the flesh, following not far behind Yangyi and lingering around.

"Tsk, it's never-ending!" Yang Yi spat, and while there was a straight road ahead, he increased the horsepower and tried to get closer to the Turbo Granny in front. Qian Xiaoyi knew that the closer he got to the Turbo Granny running in front, the more tricky the track would become. So from the current point of view, no one could beat the Turbo Granny in the race, and no one knew what would happen after beating the Turbo Granny.

But Yang Yi's goal was not to surpass Turbo Granny, but to directly transform the terrain and make the track more complicated, so complicated that Qian Xiaoyi could not cope with it.

At this moment, the young Kuroda suddenly shouted: "Yoichi! That guy, that guy disappeared! Take Nuhumaru with him."

"What?" Yang looked at the rearview mirror. On the short straight road, except for a few afterimages of biker gangs, Qian Xiaoyi was gone.

"No, that's not right. I can still hear Nuhuomaru's voice. He is..." Yang Yi raised his head suddenly and looked upwards: "He is up there!"

Qian Xiaoyi was also looking up at him from the ceiling, the ink line in his hand had already been thrown out, and he smiled and said, "The answer is correct, but unfortunately, there is no reward."

The ink line rushed towards the young Kuroda like a snake. Neither Yang Yi nor the young Kuroda expected that Qian Xiaoyi would do this at this time. Before they were prepared, the ink line had already arrived in front of them.

"Good! This feeling is... I got it right!" Qian Xiaoyi was like a fisherman who had caught a big fish. He felt the weight of the other end of the line and was overjoyed. He pulled the ink line hard, and the hooked fish jumped out of the water and flew towards him.

"Yang Yi!!!"

Young Kuroda's angry shouts came from below. Qian Xiaoyi looked closely and found that the person being caught by the ink line was not the original target Kuroda, but Yang Yi! He actually replaced young Kuroda at the critical moment and was tied up by the ink line.

"Nobunaga, remember, don't lose to anyone!" Yang Yi roared, turned into a demon and pounced on Qian Xiaoyi on the ceiling.

"Tsk, you have none of your business here, get out of here!" Qian Xiaoyi pulled the plumb line behind him, and the bloody yellow-haired airplane head was immediately thrown behind him. The plumb line loosened, and Yang Yi's figure was thrown far onto the road behind, knocking over a remnant soul of a biker gang. Under the high-speed speed of two motorcycles, he instantly turned into a small black dot in the rearview mirror and disappeared after a while. Qian Xiaoyi estimated that the guy would not be able to catch up for a while.

Nuhumaru dropped from the ceiling and continued to drive on the road. Qian Xiaoyi said, "Well, we have solved one problem first. Now that there are no more obstacles, it's your turn, Kuroda Nobunaga!"

"Who do you think I am? How dare you look down on me?" The young Kuroda replaced Yoichi and continued to drive the motorcycle. He shouted, "I am the Night Demon Tiger - Kuroda Nobunaga!"

He continued to accelerate, getting closer to the Turbo Granny in front.

"Brother Yi! Hairpin! There is a downhill hairpin ahead! And there is more than one, one, two, three, four... there are five hairpins in a row! Pay attention!" The anxious voice of Inuyama Heita came.

(End of this chapter)