The day after the race ended, the news that Suto Kyoichi lost to two amateur drivers spread quickly throughout the island nation's racing community.
In Gunma County, some people also began to call Yanzu the Akina Mountain Car God.
However, there were not many such calls, and Yanzu did not receive a prompt from the system to complete the task.
Obviously, if he wants to complete the mission, he has to compete with the two real Akina roller coaster gods, Fujiwara Takumi and his son.
It's just that the Black Shell 86 hasn't been born yet, so Yanzu can't do anything even if he wants to compare.
So Yanzu planned to take advantage of this free time to go to Las Vegas.
Because in the past few days, because of the woman Miye by his side, his daily expenses have increased several times, which also left him with little money left.
In order to meet future expenses, Yanzu planned to take a trip to Las Vegas.
Two days later, Yanzu took the plane back to Kyoto from Las Vegas.
This trip to Las Vegas also brought him nearly 20 million US dollars.
The world is still only a few years old now, and more than 20 million US dollars is already a huge fortune.
Not to mention the cost of raising a woman and spending a lot of money on beauty, even a few more would be enough.
After returning to Qunma County, Yanzu bought a single-family villa near the lake in Qunma County.
The villa was very large and had all the facilities. You could just move in with your bags, so that night Yanzu and Mei moved into this large villa.
A few days later, at Fujiwara Takumi's house, Fujiwara Bunta, an old alcoholic, looked at the taciturn Fujiwara Takumi, and finally suspended the tofu shop business and took the scrapped 86 to a car repair shop.
"Hey! Stinky Tofu's car is already like this. It's no longer worth repairing. We might as well just replace it while this time is around."
Soon in the repair shop, two maintenance workers lifted off a new engine that was originally covered, revealing its true appearance.
"Stinky Tofu, are you going to put this thing in 86?" As Fujiwara Bunta's old friend, Amu's father exclaimed.
"This engine is for racing, it's illegal!"
""How is it? Not bad!" Fujiwara Bunta said nonchalantly.
"You crazy person!!!" Amu's father could only hold back these two words to describe his mood at this moment.
One day later, the refitted Black Shell 86 drove back to the gas station in Gunma Prefecture.
As soon as the black-shell 86 parked at a gas station, Tachibana Yuichi, Amu's father, who was sitting in the passenger seat, leaned against the car window and vomited.
"Wow! Uncle, what did you do to my dad?"
"How could it be like this!"
"We just took a trip to Akina Mountain!" Bunta Fujiwara, an alcoholic, said casually.
"No, isn't it just a ride in the car? How could you vomit like this?"
"You are such a big man, and you are vomiting like this just in a car. It is really not reassuring at all."
Hearing Amu, the little fat guy, chattering incessantly, several employees on the side couldn't help complaining: "I have the nerve to say it to the boss, but I don't know who vomited for several days in a row a few days ago."
Of course, they just talked about it in their hearts and didn't really say it out loud.
After all, Amu is the stupid son of their boss. As an employee, how can he talk to each other?
That night, in Gunma County, in an elegant lakeside villa, Yanzu called Takahashi Ryosuke: "Ryousuke, Takumi's 86 has been refitted, and it has also been equipped with a racing engine. We
The plan can be implemented.”
"I know, I'll go there tomorrow."
The next night, Ryosuke Takahashi found Fujiwara Takumi and expressed his desire to run around Mount Akina with him, and also extended an invitation to him.
"Takumi, you are very talented. Such talent should not be buried. Join my team as a driver."
"Let me think about this!"
When he returned home that night, Fujiwara Takumi told his drunken father about his encounter with Ryosuke Takahashi.
"Someone invited me to join his team. Is it really that fun to be a driver?"
Fujiwara Bunta narrowed his eyes and glanced at him: "What? You also want to be a driver?"
"I'm just asking!"
"Just ask, why don't you hurry up and go to bed? You have to get up early tomorrow morning to deliver goods!"
One day later, Ryosuke Takahashi found Bunta Fujiwara again.
"Why is it you again? What are you doing here again?" Fujiwara Bunta glanced at him and said impatiently.
"Uncle, I made an appointment with Takumi to compete at Akinayama this Saturday. If I win, I hope to have a competition with you." Takahashi Ryosuke's words were actually meant to help Yanzu.
Because he came to Qiu Mingshan again, mainly to be a lobbyist on behalf of Yanzu.
It turns out that after the last competition, not only Sudou Kyoichi sent an invitation to Hikozu, but Takahashi Ryosuke also sent an invitation to him.
Yanzu did not directly refuse Takahashi Ryosuke's invitation, but asked him to do him a favor. As long as it was completed, he would agree to join Takahashi Ryosuke's yet-to-be-formally established racing team.
Naturally, this favor was to let him serve as a lobbyist and invite Fujiwara Takumi and his son to agree to compete with him in Akina Mountain.
At this moment, Fujiwara Bunta paused after listening to Takahashi Ryosuke's words, "Is there anything else? If nothing else, don't disturb my work."
Although Bunta Fujiwara did not agree directly, Ryosuke Takahashi could see that as long as he could outperform Takumi Fujiwara, there was a high chance that Bunta Fujiwara would agree.
Two days later, the competition time was coming, but Takumi Fujiwara still couldn't fully control the modified Black Shell 86.
So Fujiwara Bunta directly asked Fujiwara Takumi to get in the car with him and drove the car to the top of Mount Akina.
"Watch it, I'll only do it once."
Bunta Fujiwara in the cab started the car and said to Bunta Fujiwara, the co-pilot.
Immediately afterwards, Fujiwara Bunta began to provide on-site teaching guidance to Fujiwara Takumi.
It has to be said that Fujiwara Bunta's driving skills are absolutely top-notch. Even though he has retired from racing for nearly 20 years, his driving skills that have long been integrated into muscle memory are still well preserved.
At least the current Fujiwara Takumi is far behind compared to him.
On Saturday night, every corner of Akina Mountain was crowded with onlookers.
These people are not only racing enthusiasts from Gunma Prefecture, but also many from other areas.
Obviously, Qiu Mingshan has now become an important competition venue for folk competitions.
"Look, it's coming! It's the Red God of War F430. I heard that in the last competition, the Red God of War finished the entire Qiu Ming Mountain course more than ten seconds ahead of the second place."
"It seems tonight is definitely a worthwhile trip."
At the foot of Akina Mountain, Fujiwara Bunta also followed his old friend to the stands at the finish line as the race approached.
Seeing that the area was surrounded by all kinds of beauties competing for beauty, Fujiwara Bunta, a drunkard, his eyes widened.
"Hey! Were there so many girls when we competed before?"
"No!"
"Uncle, this is a women-only area, please go away!" Several beauties looked at Bunta Fujiwara and his old friend with disgust.
Tonight, in the entire Akina Mountains, there were more than a hundred spectators at the terminal station alone.
And nearly half of these people are beauties of all kinds. After all, times have changed. There are too many young people pursuing excitement these days.