Becoming a Yakuza Boss from Tokyo

"Then let's have a big fight!"

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PS. I originally wanted to post it at 12 o'clock, but the wait was too painful. Last night I dreamed that I only had about a hundred orders, and I woke up with a start!

It’s so hard to fail!

Chapter 59 The Correct Posture [Subscription Request]

"This... this cushion is so small, how can I sit on it?"

Ryuhiko's...ah, no, to be precise, it should be next to Bando Ueto's Kawasaki H2. Teruhashi Kokomi looked at Ryuhiko with a slightly blushing face and asked softly.

Just now when Long Yan charged into the battle alone, she really felt that she had never seen such a handsome moment in her life, and her heart was pounding as if it was going to jump out of her throat.

But when she saw Long Yan's car up close, she seemed to have thought of something. A blush quickly crept up her face, and her hands subconsciously covered the hem of her skirt, which did not reach her knees.

How should I put it? The H2 is a car that is good in every way. Its speed, torque and other aspects are almost what men dream of, but it also has a fatal problem, which is that the seat is too small.

Unlike some other racing cars, it has no rear seat cushion, and the angular rear end is raised high. If you don't want your butt to be broken into two pieces during driving, it's best not to try to sit at the rear end of the car.

Well, although the buttocks are originally divided into two parts.

The current situation resulted in the two of them having to squeeze onto a cushion that was less than 30 centimeters wide.

In addition to the design of being low in the front and high in the back, the person in the back seat will inevitably lean against the driver's back during driving. Thinking of this, Teruhashi Kokomi even avoided looking at Ryuhiko.

However, probably because they were still in danger, Long Yan did not notice anything unusual about Teruhashi Shinmei. He just put the only motorcycle helmet on Teruhashi Shinmei's head, sat on the motorcycle and said softly: "Come on, time is running out. In order to prevent Mr. Sato and the others from being discovered, we have to lead them away before those yakuza get here."

Hearing this, Teruhashi Shinmi was slightly startled.

It was obvious that she was not the kind of person who would act pretentiously regardless of the occasion. She simply lifted the hem of her skirt slightly, not caring whether her exposure would be seen by others, and sat directly astride Long Yan.

Plop-plop-plop-plop!

But, Teruhashi Shinmi obviously underestimated her affection for Ryuhiko.

When she sat astride Long Yan, although she tried her best to control the distance between her and Long Yan, her heart began to beat faster when she looked at the broad arms and the almost perfect profile in front of her.

Except for lying on her father's back when she was a child, she had never been so close to any other man in her life!

In a panic, she didn't know where to put her delicate hands. After groping the rear of the car and finding no handrails to secure her body, she subconsciously placed her hands on Long Yan's shoulders.

Seeing this, Long Yan's eyebrows unconsciously wrinkled slightly.

"What...what happened?"

Teruhashi Kokomi's attention is now almost entirely on Ryuhiko. When she saw Ryuhiko's expression, she was confused and asked quickly.

Hearing this, Long Yan didn't say much. He just reached out and gently took down Teruhashi Kokomi's hands that were on his shoulders. Then he passed one of her hands through his armpit and supported it on the H2's fuel tank. He placed the other hand on his abdomen and then explained.

"For a high-powered sports motorcycle like this, its center of gravity is usually at the front, which can easily cause the rider to lean back during acceleration and be pushed forward during deceleration. If you sit vertically on the bike like you just did and put your hands on my shoulders, the acceleration at the start alone can throw you off.

Remember, when I brake, you must use your right hand to support the gas tank to reduce inertia, and your left hand must hold me tightly. "

The correct motorcycle riding posture is very important, especially in the current situation where the performance of the motorcycle must be maximized. If Ryuhiko does not teach Teruhashi Kokomi the correct riding posture, he is really afraid that Teruhashi Kokomi will fall off the motorcycle and die before he can lure the enemy away!

However, Ryuhiko, who was so busy explaining, seemed to have forgotten that Teruhashi Kokomi was just a 15-year-old high school girl who was inexperienced in the world.

At this time, Teruhashi Kokomi didn't hear clearly what Ryuhiko said to her.

When he pulled her hand, passed it under his armpit, and leaned on the fuel tank of the motorcycle, her body subconsciously leaned forward and leaned towards Long Yan in front of her. Even because she was far away from the fuel tank, her head wearing a helmet was gently leaning on Long Yan's broad back.

Plop plop plop!

Even though she was wearing a safety helmet, the sound of strong heartbeats still reached her ears. Teruhashi Shinmi could not even tell whether the heartbeats were from Ryuhiko or from her own heart that was already beating in her throat.

And when her other hand was placed on his waist by Long Yan, she felt the hardness under the cold shirt. Although she couldn't see what she looked like at the moment, at that moment, Teruhashi Xinmei felt her face was as red as a cooked shrimp.

So much so that only the last three words of Long Yan's words finally reached her ears.

Hold on to me.

At this time, Teruhashi Shinmi, who was almost obedient, subconsciously increased the strength of her hands according to Long Yan's words.

However, this time, Long Yan suffered a lot.

"hiss!"

A breath of cool air was almost instantly inhaled into Long Yan's lungs.

He just activated the [King of Demonic High] status card, but it doesn't mean that he is Murayama Yoshiki himself.

Even the [King of Demonic High] status card kindly reminded him that "people will die if they are killed." The wound on his abdomen transmitted the pain to his brain almost the moment Teruhashi Shinmi exerted force.

"Yeah...sorry."

Ryuhiko's cry of pain seemed to wake up Teruhashi Kokomi who was out of her mind. Realizing the problem, she quickly apologized in a low voice.

“No, it doesn’t matter, that’s how it should be.

You don't have to worry too much about me. If you fall off the car while escaping, that would be real trouble.

Sit tight, we are about to leave!"

Fortunately, the validity period of the [King of Demonic Evil] status card was still about eleven or twelve minutes. The bonus of willpower and endurance allowed Long Yan to hold back the pain.

It's just that his expression was a little stiff when he spoke.

Soon, seeing that Teruhashi Shinmi had already sat firmly and the roar coming from the rain was getting closer, he said no more, just gave a simple instruction, and then started the cavalry under his seat again.

In just a moment, the black steel beast was like a beast out of a cage, transformed into a flash of lightning in the dark night, and rushed into the thick rain curtain!

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Chapter 7: Mazda RX- FD (Update )

"despair!"

After slowly slowing down the speed of the motorcycle and stopping it steadily on the road that DOUBT's pursuers must pass, Long Yan sat up slightly and wiped the rain off his face.

But compared with the heavy rain falling from the sky, this action seemed somewhat useless.

The cold rain slapped his face randomly. Compared to when he came here, he had to endure an even more biting cold after giving his only helmet to Teruhashi Shinmi.

The blood slowly seeping out of his abdomen made him feel that his body temperature was also dropping.

He didn't know how long he could hold on with the help of the [King of Demonic Gods] status card. It was even possible that he would die when the countdown of the status card ended. But he was very clear about one thing.

At least... no, he must hold on until Keisuke Sato and others are out of danger, and send Teruhashi Kokomi to a safe place!

Haha, you can’t even make a dime, what’s the point of playing with your life?

Looking at the roar that was getting closer and the lights that were faintly visible in the rain, Long Yan laughed at himself in his heart.

But sometimes, some things don’t have to be measured by money.

......

Deafeningly noisy music continued to come out from the car's somewhat old stereo. A man who was dressed fashionably and looked like an idol who had just attended a concert was sitting in the passenger seat of the car. While chewing gum, he leaned over and asked in disbelief at the two men sitting upright in the back seat with bruised faces and bodies soaked by the rain.

“You mean, including Takano, all of you were defeated by a high school student?

Are you sure you're not telling me some comedy show?"

This man who looks more like an idol than a yakuza is called Hirai. He is one of the senior executives who jointly manage DOUBT with Kono after the leader of DOUBT, Ranmaru, was imprisoned.

The two men in front of him were two deserters he caught on his way to support after receiving the news that the stronghold was attacked.

As a senior cadre, he naturally understood what kind of people were under his command.

Don’t be fooled by the two wet men with bruised faces, the injuries on their faces were caused by him just beating them and have nothing to do with Long Yan.

This is also the reason why he was so surprised after hearing the details from the two "unharmed deserters".

From the intelligence he received, he only knew that the base had been attacked, but he didn't know that the attacker was just a high school student.

Honestly speaking, if he hadn't known that the laptop was still in the base, he wouldn't even bother to go over and clean up Takano's mess.

"Boss Hirai, there seems to be a motorcycle blocking our way ahead."

locomotive?

Hearing this, Hirai frowned slightly, but before he could say anything, the two bruised-faced young men sitting in the back seat suddenly leaned forward. After confirming that the motorcycle blocking the road ahead was the man who looked like a murderer, they couldn't help but shout out to Hirai.

"Boss Hirai! That's the guy! He's the high school student I told you about!

The girl behind him should be the person that Boss Gao Ye has been ordered to kidnap this time!"

Did he just bump into me on his way to escape, or was he deliberately waiting here for me to take the bait?

Hearing this, Hirai's brows furrowed even deeper. He first turned his head to look at the Wakazo people behind him, and after confirming that their expressions did not seem fake, two subconscious thoughts popped up in his mind.

He followed the two's gaze and looked again at the young man sitting astride the motorcycle in front of the convoy. Just this one glance made him, who already had a bad temper, a little dazed.

The young man sitting astride the motorcycle seemed to have noticed that Hirai was also looking at him. He patted the computer bag slung across his waist, and then slowly extended his straight and slender middle finger of his right hand towards them.

Is he provoking me?

Did he just give me the middle finger?

How dare he?

In just a moment, Hirai's brain was filled with self-doubt, such as "Who am I, where am I, what am I doing", but this self-doubt only lasted for a short moment, and he picked up the intercom on the car's central control, opened the team channel and shouted angrily.

"That guy in front, kill him and take back the computer from him!"

Following Hirai's order, the convoy of thirteen vans and pickup trucks suddenly turned into bulls in heat and rushed towards Long Yan at an even faster speed.

"Is it finally here...?"

After completing a wave of provocations, Long Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that the people of DOUBT don't know the existence of Keisuke Sato and the other person.

He was really afraid that the people from DOUBT would suddenly become smarter.

If three of the thirteen cars were sent to the factory for inspection, Keisuke Sato would probably not be able to escape.

Seeing thirteen cars rushing towards him, he stepped on the accelerator without hesitation and fled in the opposite direction as he had agreed with Keisuke Sato.

However, Long Yan’s mission this time was to lure the enemy, so of course he couldn’t just disappear like that.

In order to allow those shabby old cars to keep up with the speed of the H2, he deliberately controlled his own speed to a quite comfortable range, like a sea king, keeping a close distance from the pursuers behind him.

After driving for about ten minutes, Long Yan estimated that Sato Keisuke and the others should have put some distance between them and him.

After all, the two people were running in opposite directions, and even elementary school students know that the longer the time, the farther they are apart.

However, just as he was about to concentrate on getting rid of the pursuers behind him, his thick eyebrows unconsciously frowned.

The steel beast under him is running out of gas!

When he was chasing Teruhashi Shinmi, he was concentrating on the phone next to his ear and driving. Although he noticed that there was not much gasoline in the tank, he underestimated the fuel consumption of H2.

Judging from the amount of remaining fuel, it would be difficult for him to escape DOUBT's pursuit before the gasoline ran out.

After all, he was on the run and he didn't have time to find a gas station to refuel. Once the motorcycle he was riding stalled, in his current state, he really didn't think he could escape successfully from the pursuers behind him.

A solemn look instantly appeared on his face.

However, it seems that just as Teruhashi Kokomi said, maybe this girl really brought him some different "luck".

After driving forward for about two minutes, he actually saw two cars with their engines still on in front of a convenience store in the distance.

One of the cars was so classic that Long Yan could tell its name right away just by glancing at it from a distance.

Mazda RX-7 FD!

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PS. I had a nightmare last night. I dreamed that the first-day subscription was only 159 on the first day of listing.

As expected, although it is not that bad compared to last night's dream, to be honest, the performance of this book cannot be said to be bad. In fact, compared with the 2.1 collections, it can be said to be extremely poor. So far, only about 400 people have subscribed to it.