I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Beep...beep...beep..."

In the truck cab, the speed limit alarm suddenly sounded crazily, interrupting Sousuke Araki's wild thoughts.

"Oh, no wonder it beeps, it's just speeding up, I was so scared that I thought it was broken somewhere, haha..."

He looked down, and on the instrument panel in front of him, the speedometer pointer had broken through the 100-yard position.

"Wake up, this is not something to be happy about! Bastard, these two mothers-in-law, are you trying to launch me to the moon!"

For large trucks like this kind of operation, because the safe speed limit is 80 yards, most transportation companies have installed electronic speed limiters to lock the upper speed limit at 100 yards.

The extra 20 yards of space are used for avoiding or overtaking in emergency situations.

"Bang... bang..."

At this time, the "extraordinary performance" of Araki Sousuke's big truck is naturally due to the two mothers-in-law on the left and right sides of the truck who are running at extreme speed and pushing their buttocks crazily.

The originally solid and insulated truck compartment has many uneven scars on the outside, and even a trace of air-conditioning is drifting towards the outside, and it looks like it may fall apart at any time.

"I knew there was more than one 'Grandmother at High Speed', I should have saved that bottle of 'Hallelujah' just now, but now I can't squeeze out a single drop of stock... Ha, ha ha ha..."

On the crazy big truck, Sousuke Araki, who was helpless and helpless to the two mothers-in-law outside the car, made a nervous laugh.

"Did you get a lot of speeding tickets this way?"

"The company should have also received a speeding signal, and the KPI of Uncle Watanabe has been deducted to the end, right?"

"The 'A5 grade 28-day aged Kobe Wagyu beef' with a total value of hundreds of millions of yen has also lost a lot of freshness due to the loss of temperature and excess?"

"If you can't go back on time, not only will you not be able to get the exemption, you won't be able to get subsidies, and you won't be able to pay the capital tax, but you will also waste the lunch of Xiaoniao Youshi..."

"She doesn't say anything, her face will probably be ugly. 』

"The cost of repairing the car, the insurance company won't pay it to me in the end, will it?"

Empty stepping on the still malfunctioning brakes, watching the soaring speed of the car, thinking about the huge compensation and a series of consequences that are about to be faced...

His face grew paler and his eyes lost their luster.

"Snowflakes fluttering..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Snapped!!"

Letting go of the steering wheel, Sousuke Araki slapped his cheeks with both hands, smashing the empty ears that hadn't finished singing yet.

"Damn it, now is not the time to be depressed, Sousuke Araki, a virgin (23 years old), calm down... With your IQ, there must be many ways you can't think of"

Leaning down to hold the steering wheel back, Sousuke Araki's whole body trembled like Mount Fuji about to erupt.

"I just want to do a part-time job...to make up for the lack of purchasing learning materials...to pay the capital tax..."

When he raised his head, it burst out in his eyes like the raging anger rekindled in the embers.

"You old and disrespectful mothers-in-law, since you won't let me go... Gudong Gudong...then I won't be a human anymore!"

He reached out and took the bottle of mineral water belonging to Uncle Watanabe in the cab, raised his head and drank it, wrapped it in his mouth a few times, and then spit it all back into the bottle with a "wow".

"... If you like running so much, go to hell and run to your heart's content!!!"

Then, he stretched out his hands to the sides of the car window, and suddenly sprayed a jet of water on each side.

"Uh ah ah..."

Being poured by that jet of water, the "Grandma Baili" on the left who maintained a constant speed burst into black flames all over her body, stopped in an instant, knelt down on the ground, and slowly turned into ashes...

"Whether it's Uncle Watanabe or this car..."

Although it is just mouthwash, the concentration of saliva contained is not enough to become a Buddha, but it should also be able to dissolve the "hidden energy field" that serves as a driving force.

"And the expensive wagyu beef worth 100 million yen that I can't earn in my entire life..."

On the right, the "sprinting mother-in-law" just slowed down and avoided the deadly water column.

"And my habitually broken capital chain, and the "meeting" I made with Xiaotiao Youshi..."

After the jet of water hit the ground, she sprinted forward and stuck to the car window. She looked at Sousuke Araki with her big scarlet eyes in protest, and opened her big, toothless mouth excitedly: "...you still have to work harder!" .”

"...I, Araki Sousuke, will guard to the end today, and I won't give up a single step!"

"Wow!!!"

A muscular, tattooed arm smashed through the car window like a ghost coming out of a cage, and grabbed the mother-in-law who was stuck outside the car window by the throat.

As all the resentment in her body poured into that arm, the sprinting mother-in-law burst out with holy light from top to bottom.

Before she could close her hands in front of her, they were already shattered into bright white light under great force, and it fell towards the rapidly retreating road...

Regarding the "weird mother-in-law" in his hand, Araki Zongsuke did not have any pity for ordinary spirits in his heart.

On the highway, for ordinary drivers, the women who "crash without blinking" and use violations as an excuse to kill are indeed unsolvable and deadly existences that must be removed.

Retracting his arm and shaking off the shattered glass shards, Araki Sousuke's face relaxed: "Phew... it's finally done. Next, we have to find a way to stop this runaway guy and return to Tokyo on time..."

"boom……"

Before the words fell, there was another violent collision sound from the right rear of the car.

The strength of this blow is far from comparable to that of the three mothers-in-law before. If the truck is not currently fully loaded, the entire body and the compartment will almost be overturned onto the guardrail.

"Damn... who did my car's ass provoke today?!"

Araki Sousuke frantically turned the steering wheel, allowing the truck to barely brush against the guardrail, and managed to stabilize the direction.

"boom!!"

Before he could react, another powerful high-speed impact struck from the left.

"...It's not over yet!"

Seeing the figure suddenly appearing from the rear of the car, and feeling the familiar "hip pushing feeling", Sousuke Araki, who ran out of mineral water and ammunition, had despair and unwillingness in his eyes.

...

"Report, the target has been lost... The truck took two 'high-speed mothers-in-law' and headed towards Shizuoka..."

"Received, we are coming from the rear, you first clear the road, activate the second plan, block the Tomei Expressway from Shizuoka to Tokyo in the name of fog, and then try to set up a buffer zone near Numazu to stop him! "

"Report, it's just that the joint agent's neck still can't be twisted... Hey, why did it suddenly heal?!"

On the expressway, Kaito Harumoto focused on controlling the Demon Z, speeding at a speed of nearly 200 yards per hour.

"...Our current speed is almost twice that of that big truck, and we should be able to catch up with each other in ten minutes. Please be ready...Vice President Tokita?"

"No...no problem...vomit..."

Hiroshi Toda, who was on the side, was being pushed back too violently, and was pressed tightly on the seat, his face livid.

He had obviously vomited before, but at this moment, under the strong sense of acceleration, he felt his stomach churning again.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

At the same time, there was a loud and piercing sound of motorcycle exhaust from behind Demon Z.