Autumn famous mountain bike god is reborn

Takahashi Ryosuke's FC is set to stay in the state when Fujiwara Takumi sent the gift of "carrying Mr. Ryosuke to Mount Akagi with FC".

Taking into account the ability to go up and downhill, the horsepower is also at a high level of 340ps.

According to common sense, the horsepower is only secondary in the downhill, and the light weight is the biggest advantage - but when the horsepower of the opponent GTR is fully doubled 650ps+, and the whole body has undergone extreme light weight, in the case of In terms of car performance, FC undoubtedly fell into an absolute disadvantage.

Of course, even after the lightweight GTR, the weight of the body is much larger than that of the FC. If the race can be dragged into the rhythm of a war of attrition, the front tires of the GTR will definitely lose grip first.

But whether it is Fujiwara Takumi or Hojo Rin, they both know that this game has nothing to do with winning or losing, but is purely a deformed product of resolving personal grievances.

He keenly captured the subtle changes in the sound of the GTR engine, and 0.5 seconds before the start of the huge and heavy body, Fujiwara Takumi was the first to eject.

Even if he knew that he was on a track most familiar to his opponent and was at an absolute disadvantage in terms of car performance, he was still facing an irrational lunatic with his life at stake.

Fujiwara Takumi's mind was still clear and calm.

It was his wishful thinking to protect Mr. Ryosuke, who chose to intervene rashly in this grievance that had nothing to do with him, and even caused trouble for his father because of it.

But he has no regrets.

Since God sent him back ten years ago, to do it all over again... I'm afraid it should be counted as the day when he will be so willful.

When the dark silver GTR launched a crazy chase, there was a faint "hmm" from the black GTR that was lazily resting on the side.

The owner of the Fujiwara tofu shop casually extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and raised the car window again before the smell of the smoke dissipated.

It's different from Rin Hojo's GTR, which shoots out flames from the exhaust pipe, with the momentum of burning the sky and destroying the earth.

Even if he was only driving a temporarily rented black GTR and hadn't really run it in, the former world-class rally driver's expression on his face was casual except for casualness.

"So, what do you need me to do for you?"

—— Takumi had obviously considered it carefully, and said firmly: "The race will end within one round. If I'm not mistaken, he has only one purpose, which is to kill himself or my navigator."

——"I will try my best to escape and not let him succeed. But if he finds out that he can't kill the FC driver, he will probably choose to crash the guardrail and rush down the cliff... If that time comes, Dad, please do it."

Out of his insistence that "people of the previous generation should not get involved in the games of the younger generation" and his trust and respect for the choice of the idiot son, Fumi Fujiwara patiently waited for the two cars to drive away for a short distance before quietly followed.

Rin Hojo didn't care about the black GTR following behind him at all.

He didn't go all out from the beginning, but watched from behind for a while.

After getting the conclusion that 'the turning ability is comparable, the horsepower of the GTR is far superior to that of the FC, and the braking system is slightly better than the FC', the endless murderous aura on his body was suddenly released.

In this important decisive battle that only happens once in a lifetime, he doesn't care about his own life at all, let alone Ryosuke's life.

He came with the determination that at least one of them would die in this match.

It doesn't matter if you can't stop.

When two cars collide at high speed, it depends on who is more favored by Kaori to usher in the end of death.

For Takumi Fujiwara who started the game, although the opponent behind him is definitely not the strongest he has encountered, it must be the most difficult one.

In fact, as long as he exerts all his strength, he can throw Hojo Rin away-but in this way, even if he wins the chase, he will never be able to solve the grievances and knots between Mr. Ryosuke and the other party.

It also lost the meaning that he did not hesitate to make his own claim and pretend to be Mr. Ryosuke to compete with the opponent.

You can neither get rid of your opponent, nor let your opponent catch up.

To frequently observe the opponent's situation through the rearview mirror, you also need to imitate Mr. Ryosuke's running style to a certain extent, so as not to be suspected by the opponent...

To do these points without any trace is the most difficult thing for Takumi Fujiwara.

But on an unfamiliar track where the car behind is ready to move and wants to kill him at any time, he miraculously made this kind of fine manipulation like pulling a piano wire.

Maybe it was two years away, or maybe it was because there was no doubt about Ryosuke Takahashi's talent.

Even though he noticed a big difference in the running style, Hojo Rin still identified the driver as Takahashi Ryosuke through this most familiar car and some traces of deja vu in the details.

Compared with supercharged engines, the advantage of turbocharged engines on corners is actually stronger acceleration out of corners.

But in the face of the GTR model with far more horsepower and the advantages of both 4WD and FR, he had to adopt the safest defensive posture to escape—relying on the fact that GTR is slightly inferior to FC in braking, he adopted fast forward The slow cornering method used the high speed to make up for the lag on the straight road, and quickly avoided Hojo Rin's fierce attacks again and again.

"After you forgot about Kaori without any regrets, your driving skills have improved to this extent."

After several unsuccessful attacks, Rin Hojo restrained himself a little.

If this is the case, leave the cemetery at the end of the road.

He said to himself expressionlessly: "It seems that the window period of the past month has not affected your skills. You are indeed a man who is so determined that he has no feelings."

"I underestimated you too much, Ryosuke."

Cutting into corners cleanly at an astonishing speed, exquisite and graceful four-wheel drift without any waste, using the inclination angle of the slope to adjust the timing of braking just right, agile and smooth acceleration when exiting corners...

Everything depends on the driver's rich experience and unique keen intuition to make perfect judgments in an instant.

It is simply unbelievable that this is the super strength that a driver who runs this track for the first time can display.

"Run away as much as you want." Hojo Rin looked indifferent, and his voice gradually turned cold: "After all, your or my life is only the last few minutes."

In the second half of this mountain road, there is a dense hairpin bend.

FC, whose braking performance will inevitably gradually decline, is absolutely impossible to escape the final pursuit launched by him who has completely lost his fear.

——One hour ago, Mount Akagi, Gunma County.

Still immersed in the aftertaste of the fierce competition of Project D, Kenta Nakamura, feeling itchy, came to Mount Akagi.

For fear of being ridiculed by Mr. Keisuke, he deliberately waited until Mr. Keisuke started a new round of driving skills training before driving his Q's down the mountain.

Even if the speed is only over 60, he would never dare to turn off the headlights like Fujiwara Takumi when he came up, so he decided to practice with the auxiliary lights first.

However, just when he found a little touch and wanted to further increase his speed, the mobile phone sent by Mr. Ryosuke to the logistics team of Project D suddenly rang.

Of course Mrs. Xian did not dare to use this kind of precious thing that he could not afford for other purposes, and the phone numbers stored on it belonged to the logistics members of Project D.

Since it was a call from a member of the team, he was shocked immediately, and hurriedly turned the car aside and picked up the phone.

To his surprise, the person who called this time was actually the Matsumoto technician who he had the least contact with in the team.

Nakamura Kenta's face was blank at first.

When I heard the back, I became surprised.

"No, is what you said true?"

Xiantai frowned uncomfortably, looked around subconsciously, but failed to hear the movement of Mr. Keisuke's FD: "I just saw Mr. Keisuke, the reason why he didn't answer the phone should be to focus on practicing the car, You didn't pay attention to your phone."

When Takahashi Keisuke finished the sixth round tonight and was about to take a rest at the top of the mountain, he saw the flustered Xianta.

He immediately frowned: "What happened?"

"Mr. Keisuke," Kenta Nakamura stammered with a pale face, "Fujiwara Takumi borrowed Mr. Ryosuke's FC, I don't know what to do... now it's gone."

"What did you say?!"

Takahashi Keisuke looked puzzled: "Stop talking nonsense, when he borrowed the car from my brother, didn't he say that he would race against that guy Akiyama Tsubasa?"

Nakamura Kenta said nervously: "However, Mr. Ryosuke has already contacted Akiyama Wataru, and the other party said that there is no such thing at all."

"...Hello."

Keisuke Takahashi, who had a little understanding of the situation, finally felt that something was wrong: "What's going on?"

You can see how sticky that guy Takumi is towards his brother.

He blushes with embarrassment at every turn, and is so bullying that he is so shameless. Not only did he postpone his entry into the professional circle because of Plan D, but he also put all his hard-earned money into the team without hesitation... It's like Like a poor idiot cheated by a cunning big brother.

A lot of thoughts were put on his face, so pure and clear at a glance, how could he deceive his elder brother?

"If he wants to drive FC, the elder brother must let him drive it. There is no need to lie to people."

Not to mention that his super smart elder brother is secretly in love with that stupid rabbit, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he can get anything he wants.

Takahashi Keisuke couldn't understand no matter how he thought about it: "No, Xianta, you stay here, I'll go home first."

It's just that when Keisuke Takahashi returned home, he didn't see his elder brother at all.

When calling Takahashi Ryosuke's cell phone, there was no sign of anyone answering.

He had no choice but to try to contact Matsumoto.

Fortunately, Matsumoto answered the call, which made him aware of what happened just now. After contacting the Saitama team and confirming that Takumi and no one in the team had any plans for a private race, the elder brother was at the tofu shop. When no one answered the phone call, he decisively turned on the GPS tracking function installed on the FC.

Knowing the location of Takumi Fujiwara and guessing the final destination, Ryosuke Takahashi borrowed a car temporarily through his contacts without hesitation, and hurried there.

"Tomei Expressway?"

Takahashi Keisuke repeated in astonishment: "Wait, that guy Takumi, isn't he going to Hakone?"

Although he didn't know the specific situation, as a younger brother, he still vaguely knew that his elder brother had a rare sense of avoidance towards that place.

"He borrowed his brother's FC and went to Hakone alone for what?"

Keisuke Takahashi felt his mind was in chaos, and he grabbed his hair irritably, unable to understand anything: "Now the elder brother has also passed away..."