I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 57: Go far away (below)

Soon, Hema and Baifeng Yuyin came to the end of this abandoned railway.

Before the finish line, the sea and the seaside road.

A handsome four-wheeled modified car was parked on the side of the road with the words "Earth House" written in very rock graffiti on the door.

The uncle, the store manager of the Earth House, is holding a quaint folk guitar and playing an unknown tune.

He Ma stopped and looked at Bai Feng Yuyin: "So, you have already decided, right? No matter what I say, I can't change it."

Bai Fengyuyin showed him a refreshing, innocent smile: "Yes, then there is no regret. It's not my fault, who called Japan an island country, no matter how far along the railroad tracks, you can only reach Seaside."

"That's why I asked you to take a plane." Despite such a scene, Kazuma still teased.

Bai Feng Yuyin laughed, giving people a feeling of freedom and ease.

Above her head, new entries gradually reappeared.

White Peak Female Tiger

What, it's not a handsome entry at all.

He Ma thinks so, especially when this tiger is pronounced tora.

Bai Feng looked at Kazuma and said, "Although this place is not too far from Tokyo, it is very desolate. If you wait a day, there may not be a car passing by. In this way, you will definitely not be able to stop me in time." /

After speaking, she opened the car door and got in the car.

She looked ahead, as if she never intended to look at Kazuma again.

The lines of her face suddenly became as hard as iron, like those tough guys in American action movies.

He Ma knew that it was useless to say anything to Beichuan, so he looked at the old man in the Earth Room and said, "Old man, it's too heartless to hang me here? I promise not to stop her, you can take me back, okay? Good?"

The old man glanced at him and suddenly said, "Some things should be decided by yourself. How about watching her tenderly like me this time? After all, this is the path she chose by her own will."

He Ma was about to talk when the old man got into the car and started the car.

"Hey!" He Ma patted the car door, "How old are you, old man! I'm going to sue you for overage driving! I know two very good traffic policemen, you won't be able to eat and walk around!"

The old man gave the accelerator a kick, and the car sped out like a frightened bird.

He Ma wanted to use his stunt to pick up a car, but he didn't expect Bai Feng Yuyin to suddenly open the back door of the car, knocking him into the air unexpectedly.

By the time he stood up, the car had already run away.

Although he has an entry about parkour like Jackie Chan, it is only effective on urban roads where other cars can be borrowed. Those who can chase cars on foot on such a road are not called Jackie Chan, they are called Jackie Chan. T1000.

Kazuma stomps hard: "Fuck!"

But before the time of despair, this is a road after all, no matter how few cars it is, it is also a road, and it is a road by the sea, maybe there are young people who drive along the sea to enjoy the scenery?

He Ma was about to stand on the railing on the side of the road and look in the direction of the approaching car, when he suddenly found a box of six-pack of mineral water and a bag of pineapple buns beside the railing.

Apparently this was left by the old man in the Earth House.

He and Ma looked at these "materials" hilariously, and suddenly felt that I was really hungry and needed to replenish some energy.

So he squatted down and picked up the water and pineapple bun, tore open the package and gulps down the water.

He pondered while eating. In fact, he didn’t have to walk back to Tokyo. Maybe he would come across a place where he could take a car on the way. He brought his wallet with a monthly pass in it. I don't know if the few thousand yen in my wallet is enough to go to Tokyo by car.

After Kazuma ate three pineapple buns and drank half a bottle of water, he felt full of strength again.

He began to consider the possibility of running back to Tokyo in the flesh.

But it can be expected that in order to stop Bai Feng, there must be a battle, and the physical strength is exhausted first, so how can we fight?

——Damn, why is my plug-in not the little Goku in Dragon Ball? He has the physical ability to swim across the Pacific Ocean, and it’s not a problem to run back to Tokyo.

He Ma sighed, holding the mentality of turning a dead horse into a living horse doctor, and shouted: "Somersault Cloud!"

Of course, nothing responded to him, and the echoes of the distant mountains gave a very silly feeling.

Kazuma pouted and thought of another way: Tamamo said that if she suddenly enters the world of mystery, she will sing that song and she will come.

So he hummed the melody.

He hummed three times, but nothing happened.

Kazuma sighed, and was about to go to Tokyo first, when he suddenly saw two people pushing motorcycles along the railway.

The two saw Kazuma stop, as if they were afraid of Kazuma.

Takashi Hanafura stepped forward and shouted: "Kiryu-san! Don't be angry! We didn't follow you two! We went down the motorcycle slip halfway, and we wasted a lot of time trying to get it out! You two We didn't take any intimate photos! If you don't believe me, I can check the film for you!"

Kazuma: "Can your motorcycle still be used?"

Hanafura Takashi and Wakamiya Daisuke looked at each other.

Then Daisuke Wakamiya, who was pushing the cart, stepped on the motorcycle, stepped on the pedals a few times, and the fire started.

"It seems to still work!" he shouted to Kazuma.

Kazuma: "Then let me ask you a question. If I want to rob your motorcycle now, what will you do?"

Hanafura Takashi and Wakamiya Daisuke looked at each other.

Kazuma takes a fencing stance with an umbrella.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){} Wakamiya got off the motorcycle.

"Please!" Hanafura Takashi said loudly.

"Okay, you push the car over." He Ma said, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

It took Takashi Hanafura and Daisuke Wakamiya five minutes to push the car onto the road.

He Ma got on the motorcycle and was about to start a fire, Hanafura Takashi pressed his shoulder: "I want an exclusive interview!"

"Okay, when it's over, I'll tell you a story that's so exciting that no one will think it's a fact." He Ma replied.

"Deal!" Hanafang Takashi released his hand from He Ma's shoulders, turning into a handshake gesture.

Hema held his hand: "Deal!"

Huafang Longzhi squeezed Hema's hand, and then stood back, "Should I wish you a prosperous martial arts?"

He Ma just smiled, started the car again, and was about to refuel when he suddenly remembered something and threw the remaining mineral water and bread to the reporter and his photographer.

Then Kiryu and his horse kicked off the ground and drove away on a motorcycle.

Huafang Takashi watched the horse disappear into the distance before looking down at the mineral water and bread.

"Do you think we can get this motorcycle back?" he asked Daisuke Wakamiya.

"I think... maybe I can get some parts back? Don't be so pessimistic, isn't the Harley that Kiryu rode back in good condition?"

"That's a Harley, we're just an ordinary Suzuki motorcycle." Hanafura Takashi said, sharing a pineapple bun for Daisuke Wakamiya, and eating it himself.

Daisuke Wakamiya asked, "What should I do now? Going back to Tokyo? You are more relaxed. I have a bunch of photography equipment with me. It's very heavy."

"Don't complain, I also bring a pencil and a notepad. How do you say that, the pencil is the typewriter in the hands of the frontline reporter. Do you understand the typewriter?" Hanaba Takashi said.

"How could I have a partner like you."

"Come on, if you don't worry about my writing reporter's hands and feet breaking your precious lens, we will take turns carrying the camera bag, you choose." After saying that, Hanafura Takashi took the water and bread and began to head towards Tokyo. He walked over and said, "When you see a car, remember to put your thumb up to stop the car, maybe you will meet a kind uncle or something and let us take a ride."

Daisuke Wakamiya adjusted the strap of the camera bag and said angrily: "If there is a car, I will stretch it."

**

Bai Feng Yuyin returned to Bai Feng. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon. The headquarters of Bai Feng seemed to be the same as when she left, and everyone was still busy preparing for the funeral.

"Miss is back!" Ruo Zhong, who was the first to discover Bai Feng Yuyin, exclaimed in surprise.

Bai Feng Yuyin glanced at him and suddenly said, "You are Quan Shilang, right? I remember that you are the only male in your family. You have been expelled, get out."

"Huh?" Ruozhong was startled and was about to say something, but was stopped by Sakata Shinsaku who came out of the door.

"Didn't you hear what the lady said?" Sakata Shinsaku showed a vicious face when he was collecting debts, "You have been expelled, and now you are a commoner, get out of our home!"

"But..."

"Throw him out!" Sakata Shinsaku ordered, and immediately a group of people surrounded him and threw Quan Shiro out of the gate of Baifeng.

Bai Feng Yuyin didn't even look at the person who was thrown out, and walked straight to the house, giving an order as he walked: "All the only sons in the family will be driven away. The two brothers are in the meeting, and the younger brother will be driven away. , and so on."

"Understood!" Sakata Shinsaku didn't ask why, because he didn't need to ask.

After tomorrow, the White Summit may not exist.

Entering the back room, Bai Fengfeng's cadres have long since knelt into two rows on the left and right according to their ranking.

Bai Feng Yuyin went straight to the top seat, and then turned around gorgeously: "Tomorrow is a total battle, either they die, or we die, I heard that the Fushou Gang despised our extreme way, and tomorrow I will let them see our roots. !”

All the cadres kneeled and bowed together: "Ha!"

At this moment, Bai Feng Yuyin was standing in front of everyone, the curves of her figure were as solemn and solemn as a marble statue in ancient Rome.

The sliding door behind her opened, and several cadres' female relatives came out pushing a movable hanger. On the hanger was a gorgeous black kimono. The pattern of the kimono was white mountains and mountains.

Sakata Shinsaku's wife, Yukiko, knelt down beside Bai Feng Yuyin, holding a long knife, and raised the knife above her head respectfully.

Bai Feng picked up the knife and said softly, "Xuezi, I don't know how to wear a kimono."

"Relax." Xuezi said softly, "I'm here."

At this time, Ruotou Assistant Guan Juner raised his head and asked, "President, yesterday the lawyer named Chai Shengtianjiu came again and was waiting in the annex."

"Let him get out! We will take revenge, not relying on their tricks and tricks." Bai Feng Yuyin ordered sternly.

"Ha!" Guan Jun Er responded loudly, and resumed his kneeling posture.

**

White Summit, the secret room.

Mr. Bai Feng listened to the news report and laughed loudly: "Okay! Very good! I didn't expect that my granddaughter is more suitable to be the president than I thought. She has survived this level and will become the president of the Kanto Union in the future. It's also possible. The first female chief, hahahaha!"

"But, what if she can't hold it?" asked another person in the secret room.

"Isn't it just you, Qiu Dongwan, if we play feints, if Zhenquan will still not be able to solve the Fushou Gang, then you don't mess around." Mr. Bai Feng paused, then raised his words to Qiu Dongwan. Cup, "Cheers!"

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){} Qiu Dongwan also raised his glass: "Cheers!"

As the gongs and chips staggered, red wine as red as blood entered the mouths of the two of them.

"However, even if we kill the Fushou Gang, there is no guarantee that your granddaughter will survive. The Fushou Gang is very strong, very strong." Qiu Dongwan put down his cup and said so.

Mr. Bai Feng suddenly sighed: "Oh, actually, I'm also very hurt by this loss. But if I can kill the Fushou Gang, it doesn't matter if my son and granddaughter die, as long as I don't die, Bai Feng will still be there. "

After he finished speaking, he laughed, looking like a smug rat king.

Qiu Dongwan politely followed with a smile, then got up and said goodbye: "Then I will also go back and prepare to attack the Fushou Gang."

"Okay, say hello to Mr. Hechuan for me."

Qiu Dongwan left without answering.

**

Because I didn't know the way, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon when I got home with Ma.

He stopped the motorcycle that was almost out of gas at the entrance of the dojo, and strode into the dojo from the yard.

Jinguji Tamamo was sitting in the dojo, looking at Kazuma. On the small table in front of her, there was an untouched refreshment and cold tea.

"I'll talk about the details later." Kazuma dropped this sentence, turned his head and called A Mao, "A Mao, give me the key of Harley! Is the oil full?"

"Yes, it's full!" A Mao's voice came from the corridor, "I'll take the key right now."

He Ma strode to the knife holder and took off his soaked jacket, leaving only a white shirt on his body.

He first picked up the Bizen Nagboat Ichimonoka, untied the tether of the knife room, carefully took the knife out from the inside, and carried it to his back.

He then walked towards Murasame, and also unfastened the tether of the knife room and took out the knife.

Chiyoko entered the dojo at this time, and when she saw Kazuma's posture, she was shocked: "Brother, what are you going to do? Where is Sasuri?"

"I'm going to bring her back."

Chiyoko looked at the knife in Kazuma's hand: "You... you are going to kill her, I will believe you!"

"Well, I really want to kill a guy named Bai Feng Yuyin." He Ma glanced at his sister and smiled, "Don't worry, leave it to me."

Chiyoko: "What the hell? Why can't I understand what you said?"

Amo came in with the motorcycle key and handed it to Kazuma.

"Master, I think Miss Beichuan is a good person," A Mao said softly, "so I leave it all to you."

"Yeah." Kazuma nodded, handed over everything he brought back to Ah Mao, and took the keys of the motorcycle.

Suddenly, he remembered something, and took back the strap of the bento box, and took out the red scarf that the plastic packaging had not had time to tear off.

He opened the plastic bag and took out the scarf.

To be honest, this scarf has a cheap feel everywhere. The fabric is very thin and the needle holes are large, which makes people suspect that it has no thermal effect at all.

As expected of a gift chosen by a rock girl.

Kazuma threw away the plastic packaging and solemnly wrapped the scarf around his neck.

He glanced at Ah Mao and asked, "How?"

Amo gave a thumbs up: "Very Kamen Rider."

He Ma laughed, took Harley's key, and strode towards the yard.

Behind him, Jinguji Tamamo suddenly started slapping the table, playing a rhythm like a taiko drum.

This reminded Kazuma, reminding him that he should read two poems. But after thinking about it for a long time, Kazuma couldn't think of what to say.

It's not that there are no poems to read, or that I can't think of a suitable one all of a sudden.

Never mind, he thought, the fire burning in my chest now is enough to keep me invincible.

Rather, what I'm doing now is my own poem, I don't need to use other people's power~IndoMTL.com~ and the horse stepped on the drum beat into the rain that suddenly increased, walked into the night, and stepped on the Harley .

"By the way, the Suzuki motorcycle at the door, Amo, please fill up the gas for me, repair it, and then return it to Takashi Hanafang."

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for his apprentice to respond, he kicked the accelerator and drove the Harley out of the yard.

The moment he left the yard, he saw the direction he was going. A handsomely decorated four-wheel drive vehicle was parked in the middle of the road, with all four headlights on.

Because of the backlight, Kazuma couldn't see who was driving, but he knew the car.

Unexpectedly, the first person to stop him was the old man of the Earth House.

Although it was far away, Kazuma could already hear the roar of the four-wheel drive engine.

And he twisted the throttle, put in gear, and let Harley fight back.

The four-wheel drive seemed to be provoked, roaring and dashing towards Kazuma.

Kazuma had no intention of changing direction at all. Harley's accelerator was twisted to death, and the headlights at the front of the car also emitted light that was not inferior to the four headlights of a four-wheel drive vehicle.

Two knights riding iron beasts launched a classic knight duel in this modern Tokyo city.

At the moment of the collision, the front wheel of the four-wheel drive swerved, and the car rushed into the open space formed by the demolition.

In the harsh braking sound, the four-wheel drive drifted in the open space for more than half a circle, and then returned to the road, but the direction of the front of the car changed.

And Harley's figure has disappeared in the rain, only the knight's red scarf burning like flames can be seen.

The old knight on the four-wheel drive put down the handbrake, looked at the distant flames, and said softly: "It's... an incredible young man."