Becoming a Yakuza Boss from Tokyo

But it’s no big deal. My last book only had 700 subscriptions on the first day of its release, but in the end it got an average of 2400. It’s just that I feel a little disappointed psychologically, after all, the last book had less than 7000 collections when it was released.

But now I have figured it out. There is no point in thinking so much. Just do it!

Chapter 61: Escape from the War (Part 4)

"Teruhashi, prepare to change cars!"

There was no doubt that the FD in front of them was the only choice for Ryuhiko and Teruhashi Kokomi to escape. Without any hesitation, he whispered something to Teruhashi Kokomi behind him, and then drifted the H2 to a stop next to the black and orange FD.

At this moment, he had no time to think about how to deal with Bando Ueto's H2. He just pulled out the car key of H2 and pulled Teruhashi Kokomi into the FD.

"boom!"

What a pleasant sound.

After Long Yan started the ignition and heard the roar of the engine, it only took a moment for Long Yan to realize that the owner of this FD was definitely extraordinary!

However, he didn't have time to think about too many unnecessary things now. The distance between him and the pursuers behind him that he had just accelerated was drastically shortened due to the change of cars. He just casually threw his computer bag to Teruhashi Shinmi beside him. He didn't even have time to fasten his seat belt and rushed out with a sprint start.

Perhaps it was because he had never thought that there would be someone in Tokyo who would dare to steal his companion's car so blatantly. A man in leather jacket and leather pants in the convenience store smelled the burnt smell produced by the rapid friction between the tires mixed with rainwater and the ground. After watching with a dull look as Long Yan grabbed the car, started, and instantly disappeared into the night, he shouted in disbelief to his companions in the convenience store.

"Hey! Han! Someone stole your car!!"

The voice of the man in leather pants spread into the convenience store. After hearing his voice, a man with a side-parted haircut and pouring chocolate biscuits into his mouth walked out of the store slowly.

Judging from his indifferent expression, he didn't seem to care at all that his beloved car was stolen by a stranger.

Coincidentally, when he walked out of the convenience store, the DOUBT guys drove past them at lightning speed.

The choking exhaust fumes and splashing rain caused the man in leather pants to curse, but the man he called Han did not rush to get his beloved car back after seeing the situation.

With a thoughtful look in his eyes, he quietly walked to H2, who had not appeared outside the convenience store just now.

The incandescent lights in the convenience store could not illuminate the scene outside the store very well, and the already dim street lights were blocked by the rain. Han gently brushed the seat cushion of H2 with his fingers.

The strange touch caught his attention.

Sure enough, although the heavy rain had washed away most of the blood on the cushion, when he raised his hand and looked carefully in the dim light, he found that his fingers were stained with traces of bright red blood.

"What's wrong Han?

Don't you want to chase her?

If you drive my GTR, you should be able to catch up quickly."

The man in leather pants seemed to have noticed something was wrong with his companion, and he asked in a surprised tone.

But after hearing his question, Han shook his head gently, poured all the snacks in his hand into his mouth, and replied softly: "It's just an emergency, don't worry too much, ask someone to tow this H2 back, I'll go find that little brother to pick up the car in a few days."

After saying that, he went back into the convenience store without even looking back.

......

"Teruhashi, fasten your seatbelt, and back up the data on your computer to this USB drive."

Ryuhiko, who had grabbed a brand new car, unbuckled his seat belt and fastened it, then took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and handed it to Teruhashi Kokomi, who was sitting in the passenger seat next to him.

He feels bad now.

Through the FD's rearview mirror, with the help of the dim light, he could barely see his pale face. The loss of blood made his body feel even colder. If it weren't for the fact that the [King of Demonic High] status card had about 2 minutes left, he wasn't sure if he could still hold on.

You must get to a safe place within 2 minutes!

The belief in his heart supports Long Yan to keep moving forward.

However, just as he drove the FD into a long and narrow tunnel, not only did Teruhashi Kokomi beside him scream, but also Hirai, who had been chasing him from behind, also had a cruel look on his face.

"Long Yanjun, there's a blockage ahead!"

Friends who often drive on the highway should have this experience.

On the highway, traffic jams are not necessarily caused by a car accident ahead on the road. It is also very likely caused by some slow drivers driving side by side at a speed that is neither too fast nor too slow and just does not exceed the speed limit.

Right now, Long Yan and the other person are facing this situation.

Seven or eight cars occupied the two lanes in the tunnel at a leisurely pace, driving in an orderly manner in a very law-abiding manner.

To be honest, driving safely is not wrong anywhere, but for Long Yan now, it is fatal!

Those DOUBT thugs behind him were not law-abiding people. Once his speed slowed down, he would be caught up by them in the blink of an eye.

"Hold on."

However, unlike the panicked Teruhashi Shinmi, the pale-faced Ryuhiko no longer had the energy to make any unnecessary expressions. He just whispered an instruction to Teruhashi Shinmi, and then not only did he not have any intention of slowing down, but he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom!

The look of fear made Teruhashi Kokomi's pupils dilate instantly. She didn't understand why Ryuhiko chose to continue speeding up in the traffic jam.

Could it be that he wanted to use his speed to force his way through the traffic?

Just because of her trust in Long Yan, she didn't say much, but silently hugged the laptop that was transferring data in her arms, clenched her teeth, and prepared for the impact.

However, to her surprise, Long Yan's next move was to shock her so much that he almost dropped the laptop in his hand.

Just when Long Yan was about to hit the traffic in front, he suddenly turned the steering wheel to the left, and the FD in the back seat, under his control, drove up the wall of the tunnel as if it were flat ground!

Unbelievable!

Under Long Yan's control, the orange and black FD climbed up the wall from the left side of the tunnel as if it was free from gravity, and then used the inertia and grip formed by the high speed to quickly pass through the dome of the tunnel, and finally went down the wall from the right side of the tunnel, completing an almost impossible 360-degree overtaking in the tunnel!

Teruhashi Shinmi patted her chest in shock. At that moment, she even had a brief feeling of weightlessness.

And those vehicles that were "overtaken" by Long Yan subconsciously stepped on the brakes after seeing the FD appearing in front of them like a ghost.

Looking at the FD flying by at high speed, Hirai punched the center console in front of him angrily, cursing loudly with disbelief on his face.

"Fuck, what kind of stuntman is this?"

.........cut.........

PS.1. First of all, I would like to thank Mr. Zhu Yilei for the silver treasure chest reward. I am the first lucky guy in this book. You are so generous!

PS.2. So far, the first orders are 550. I am such a failure, but I just can’t accept it. I feel that there is no big problem with this book. Why can’t the performance be improved?

No matter what, I’ll keep coding. I’ll update at least five times today!

I hope that quantitative change can lead to qualitative change!

Reward Settlement

Advance reminder: four updates have been made today, and there will be another update soon.

Then we need to settle the bounty this time.

The reward data is as follows:

The number of recommended votes increased by 4367, and 2 more chapters are owed.

Monthly ticket increase of 437 votes, 2 more chapters are owed

The reward increased by 23.39 cat coins, minus the 16 cat coins I gave as a gold treasure chest to top the list, the increase was 7.39 cat coins, and I owed 7 chapters.

All in all I owe you 12 chapters. I have already paid back two and will try to pay them back within this month.

In addition, it doesn’t mean that I won’t update after I pay off the book. I just don’t accept this result, so I will update from time to time after I pay off the book.

I would like to thank all the friends who support me~~~~

Thank you~~~~~~

Chapter 62 Teruhashi Kokomi (5th update)

“Long…Long Yanjun, we should have almost gotten rid of them, right?

Are you okay?"

Obviously, although it was dark inside the car, Teruhashi Xinmei could see Long Yan's pale face with the dim light, and she couldn't help but worry.

However, now Long Yan only felt that his eyelids were extremely heavy, as if they were about to close at any time.

The duration of the [Ghost Evil King] status card was less than a minute. Fortunately, they had just come out of the tunnel and arrived at the ramp into the city.

As the face of Japan, Tokyo is divided into 23 wards, 26 cities, and 5 towns for the convenience of planning and management.

As it approaches 12 o'clock, Tokyo has already entered the second half of the nightlife. Except for some 24-hour convenience stores on the street, almost all shops have pulled down their shutters.

The once bustling commercial street now seemed extremely empty.

Long Yan had already discussed this with Keisuke Sato before setting out to lure the enemy.

After he leads away DOUBT's pursuers, Sato Keisuke will lead his men to Sakurada Gate where the Metropolitan Police Department is located.

If the area centered on the Imperial Palace and the Metropolitan Police Department is considered the wealthy area in Tokyo, then the commercial street where Ryuhiko is currently located can probably only be called the civilian area in Tokyo.

In most cases, it might be more appropriate to change the word "ping" to "pin".

However, at this time, Ryuhiko was no longer able to answer Teruhashi Kokomi's questions.

As the countdown of the [King of Demonic Gods] status card reached zero, he felt as if something was forcibly pulled out of his body. The intense feeling of fatigue made him unable to control the steering wheel in his hands!

"boom!"

A huge noise rang out in the silent commercial street, and some people living on the second floor turned on their lights instantly.

But when they leaned out of the window and looked outside, they found that a stylish sports car had crashed head-on into a roadside telephone pole. The friction caused by the sudden braking of the tires had left four long marks on the main road.

When they looked closely, they found that the sports car that was emitting a little black smoke had no driver.

The idea of ​​"mind your own business and not worry about other people's problems" is actually very common. Seeing that it is none of their business, even if tomorrow is the weekend and they don't have to go to work, no one chooses to come down to check, and they all pretend not to see it.

However, after only about ten minutes, the loud music mixed with the roar of engines of the convoy woke up those who had just fallen asleep again.

In some ways, the Japanese are actually quite indifferent.

They have a tolerance for how abnormal you are as long as you don't affect others, and a sense of responsibility that no matter how abnormal they are, they should not affect others. However, if others affect them, they will choose to curse.

“Baga Yalu!

Do you know what time it is now?

Is there any end to it...?”

However, before the slightly balding middle-aged man could finish his words as he opened the window and started cursing in a strong Kansai accent, dozens of fierce gazes shot towards him like sharp arrows in the direction of his voice.

"Gulu!"

Although most of the people in DOUBT were just some tasteless lookers, it was obvious that the uncle had never seen such a scene.

When he was being stared at by dozens of eyes, he was very decisive and displayed the spirit of a craftsman to the fullest.

"sorry!"

The sound was like a loud bell, and then the curtains were quickly drawn at an even faster speed, as if the shouting and cursing just now had nothing to do with it.

The uncle's tact made Hirai withdraw his gaze.

Honestly speaking, if it were any other time, he would have made the bald old man pay a painful and high price to make him understand that there are some things that cannot be said casually.

But for him at the moment, compared to teaching this sensible bald uncle a lesson, it is obvious that the laptop is more important.

He came to the driver's seat of the FD and first looked around inside. After confirming that there was no object similar to a laptop, his attention fell on the cushion of the driver's seat.

"Oh my, this guy is seriously injured. It seems that Takano isn't such a loser as to let a high school student get away with it!"

The bright red blood had already dyed the racing seat in the FD dark red, and because of the curved bottom structure of the racing seat, the bright red blood even formed a small puddle on the seat.

When Hirai saw the "small puddle" formed by the accumulation of blood, he was like a hunter who had forced his prey into a dead end, and a playful expression appeared on his face almost instantly.

Taking a quick glance at the not-too-complicated environment around him, Hirai didn't care at all that it was a residential area, and gave orders to his men beside him as if no one was around.

“Spread out and look for him! He’s so badly injured, there’s no way he can still drive. He must be hiding somewhere!

I don't care whether he is dead or alive, I will get the laptop back from him no matter what!"

"Yes!"

Facing Hirai's order, the young men of DOUBT responded with a roar, and then immediately scattered into the surrounding alleys like birds and beasts.

......

"Tick!"