Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

And just like Chu Zihang said, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Lu Mingfei do have their own affairs.

Regardless of the situation on Lu Mingfei's side, he turned his attention to Fujimaru Ritsuka at this time————

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"Officer Megure, we intercepted the speeding information of another car on the highway."

The familiar Capital Expressway No. 9 Fukagawa Line, the familiar Metropolitan Expressway Bayan Line, the familiar police station, and the familiar Officer Megure. The man is currently eating an industrial wasteland-style blue lunch box, which he likes at hand. Racing Model Magazine.

After hearing the report from his subordinate, Officer Memu subconsciously raised his head. The magazine in his hand was spread out on the desk, revealing the latest album of Racing Girl inside.

"What a fuss? Let's check the license plate number first. Does it belong to the Sheqiba family?"

"Report, no license plate number."

"oh?"

Officer Memu took a mouthful of rice and his expression became sharp.

"Driving without a license and speeding? With such courage, does he not know the close cooperation between our expressway and the Sheqi Bay Line? He can call on manpower at any time to throw the other party into Tokyo Bay for a bath?"

"Officer Megure, I don't think cooperating with the underworld is something to be proud of." The new police officer broke into a cold sweat and his saluting hand trembled slightly.

"Hmph, names are just false representations. The reason why people are angry at a 'label' is just because they don't have the energy to get to know the people represented by that so-called 'label'." Officer Memu snorted and said in a deep voice. explain.

Times are changing. Although I don’t know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, the young head of the Sheqi Eighth Family that Officer Megure knows... No, the man who is now the head of the family is not the underworld villain that humans imagine.

That's why Officer Memu felt this.

Admitting bias means admitting one's own incompetence.

Wow, what a philosophical statement.

Officer Megure touched his unshaven chin, with a thoughtful expression on his face like "How could I be so handsome?" If the police's sense of justice in his heart hadn't reminded him to hurry up and handle the case, he could have thought about this matter for a break.

"Forget it, the lack of a license plate number means that the other party is deliberately provoking us. There is only one choice."

Officer Megure stood up from his office chair, casually put his professional jacket on his body, and took out the keys to his modified police car from his trouser pocket.

"What's the model of the car?"

tell him--

The mad dog from Tokyo is coming.

There is also the roar of thunder on a sunny day, and the wrath of nature does not come from the sky, but from the beast in the eyes of men.

The wild beast roars, and the wild pace vents the man-hungry and ferocious wildness to the world. The lonely warrior who has regained his youth, glory, and soul is now ready to embark on the battlefield of racing.

At the same time, the beast heard this in his ears.

"It looks like a ramen truck, but it's just speeding up to 200 kilometers per hour, huh? Officer Megure, why are you sitting down?"

"Hemorrhoids, I have hemorrhoids."

Mad Dog closed his eyes, silently picked up the book on the table, and read it carefully.

*

"I know, I know~ Dear Da Vinci, don't worry about me. Liben is my main battlefield~ I also have many friends here, and there are also elders who are worthy of my trust."

"Huh? It's very loud. Oh, I'm on my way now, sitting in the car."

"I know, I will bring some souvenirs back."

The yellow blurry shadow pulled out an afterimage on the highway, and the long virtual image that was forcibly dragged out attracted the attention of the surrounding drivers, but they could not clearly confirm the scenery they saw.

Even if I saw it, I would just think it was outrageous.

That's a person.

A gray-haired old man with ramen noodles.

The old man used a human-powered noodle cart, running at the speed of a rocket aiming to launch out of the atmosphere. His hand hooked on the crossbar, and the mobile ramen stall that was several times larger than a person was dragged away in a "floating" state. Follow along.

No no no.

Let’s not talk about why some people run so fast. This ramen stall can’t bear this speed at all! ? !

Rush at your mother-in-law! ? !

Granny Dash, a famous urban legend in Japan, also known as Granny 100 Kilometers, Granny High Speed, Granny Turbo, and her Japanese name is "Grandma Sprint". She is a strange old lady who can run at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour.

This highway monster is a ghost in the shape of an old woman. It is said that it often runs at fast speeds on the highway. If you chase it, you will find a piece of paper with the word "TURBO" written on the old woman's back. Only the speed of top sports cars can catch up.

The dashing granny also has different names in different places. For example, on the highways in the metropolitan area, it is called [sprinting granny]; in Hokkaido, it is called [baili granny], and near Mount Rokko, it is also called [jetting granny].

No, squirting your mother-in-law is too weird, right? She is simply an inconvenient mother-in-law who needs help from family members to use the toilet!

The legend of the sprinting mother-in-law can be traced back to the Edo period in Japan. In the Edo period, it is said that there was such an old woman. She had a big forehead, a black mole on her forehead, and long hair reaching her waist. The most amazing thing was that she could run faster than a horse running at top speed. .

In modern times, the story of the sprinting mother-in-law has evolved into a strange urban legend--when you drive at night, the sprinting mother-in-law will knock on the glass outside your car. She is not taking other traffic. Instead of using a tool, she runs on her legs and knocks on your glass while running. When you turn your head and look over, she will smile at you.

Most people think that sprinting mother-in-law is harmless and just likes to run around;

However, there is also a unique local urban legend popular on Highway 9 Fukagawa Line.

For example——

"Dad, [Grandpa Kuaishou] seemed to be smiling at me just now!"

"Stop talking weird, that's a monster on the track, and even if you take 10,000 steps back, you're still a high-speed mother-in-law, right?"

"Dear, if you think about it carefully, it's normal for a mother-in-law to have her own husband, right?"

Inside the SUV, an ordinary family plays out this extremely common scene on the highway.

And of course, the so-called "high-speed grandpa" is Uesugoshi.

The reason why the ramen stall was not damaged was, of course, the result of Fujimaru Ritsuka himself using the [Word Spirit Oracle] to reinforce the ramen cart, which also allowed Grandpa Koto to run at a speed that he usually wouldn't dare to use on the highway.

For emperor-level hybrids, it is common for the sound to break during battle, and it is not impossible to run with a heavy load to break the sound, but it may require a little skill and a little emotion.

And when it comes to emotions, Uesugoshi is really good at it.

after all!

after all!

"Wuhu!! Ritsuka-chan is back to see me! Look Ange, this is the true value of grandpa!!!"

"No Master, I'm just here to do the task, me"

“Wuhu!!!”

The man's cheers echoed on the lakeside beside the highway, and gradually sank with the girl's sigh.

The prodigal son returns home.

Dusk. The wolf returns home.

And the people she knew were already waiting.

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hiss--

The black-haired master of the eight Sheqi families removed the slender stick in his hand from his mouth and looked into the distance as if he had a telepathic connection.

The light of sunset was reflected in his pupils.

He murmured softly.

I'm super, don't.