If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 127 Fuji Speedway
The white GT-R R35 was running on the elevated road. Inside the car, Lin Nian and Mandy both grabbed the armrest in silence and watched the GT-R go through the traffic violently. One car after another was left behind.

"Slow down." Even Lin Nian couldn't help reminding Ryoichi, who was expressionless in the driver's seat, that they passed no less than five red lights before they got on the elevated road, which caused a lot of traffic chaos. This car does not have a license plate, otherwise the owner would probably faint at the Tokyo Motor Management Office.

"I know the owner very well, so it doesn't matter if it hits you." Ryoichi stepped on the gas pedal again while speaking, and the strong push back pushed Mandy back on the seat, who was about to adjust her sitting posture, her face tensed.

"I can tell, otherwise he wouldn't have lent you this car." Lin Nian glanced at the car decorations. There was a crystal box pendant hanging under the windshield. The photo inside was a The man in the racer's uniform was holding the trophy in his hand. When they were visiting the owner of the car, Ryoichi saw him coming and threw the car keys over without asking anything.

"Where are we going?"

"It's almost there." Liang glanced out the car window and got off the elevated road. They were already far away from the bustling city without knowing it. After more than an hour's drive, they were far away from Shinjuku and they were already approaching the most iconic place in Japan - Mount Fuji. .

"The bliss is all on Mount Fuji?" Lin Nian asked.

"No, I don't know where Bliss Fengdu is. I don't even know what kind of place it is. But I may know where someone has specific information about Bliss Fengdu." Ryoichi pointed to the distance and motioned Lin Nian to look.

"Fuji International Circuit?" Lin Nian saw the huge building, the faintly visible track and the iron fence, countless vehicles gathered in the huge parking lot, and many young people gathered together and sat on the hood to light up. The headlights are on, and the doors are open, and pop music is playing restlessly.

"The holy land for racing drivers, the track length of more than 4000 meters and 16 corners are enough for all types of cars to step on the accelerator and squeeze out performance." Ryoichi said.

"Do you think the secret of Fengdu of Bliss is hidden in the hands of a group of racing cars?" Lin Nian felt that this inference was a bit unrealistic.

"No, it's not just racers who come here." Ryoichi stared at the entrance of the International Circuit: "There are many rich people in Tokyo. In order to show their financial resources, the choice of car generally tends to satisfy the desire for expensive and superior performance. Older people pay more attention to external power, so they will buy Maybach and Rolls-Royce, while young people are chasing speed and exaggerated appearance, so super sports cars naturally become their best choice. But super sports cars are in It’s hard to show performance in the city, so the rich second generation can only come here to enjoy the addiction of drag racing.”

"What you are looking for is not a racing driver, but a rich second generation." Lin Nian understood the purpose of Ryoichi's trip.

"I don't know much about Bliss Fengdu, but I heard about this place once in a top nightclub on the way of a certain mission. I only know that it is a very extravagant place. If you want to find a gold selling cave like this, it would be perfect to ask a group of wealthy second-generation rich people who have nowhere to burn it." Ryoichi said lightly.

Lin Nian lowered his head slightly. Not only did his anger not make the man beside him lose his mind, but it stimulated him to calm down even more.

But he understood all too well that this calmness is sometimes limited, like ice cubes enclosing hot and flowing lava, before long the hidden boiling matter will burn outside and burn people around him.

"Driving to the parking lot?" Lin Nian asked. When they passed the parking lot, many people who knew cars whistled and cast envious eyes.

"No, let's go inside. The guys gathered outside are all low-level batches. The real rich second generation is inside. The place is reserved all day today." Ryoichi said and drove to the entrance of the racing track. The security and control personnel came forward to interrogate the GT-R, but when the flashlight hit the GT-R's hood, they all looked dazed and respectful and took a few steps back to let them pass.

"Who is the owner of this car?" Lin Nian couldn't help asking when he saw the reaction of the staff.

"The champion of the last supercar championship took over commercial performances and advertisements, and he was very popular in the relevant circles. He can be regarded as a pilgrimage-level figure, but before he became famous, he borrowed illegal usury from the underworld. I happened to help him solve the problem with the team leader Yilong before. After that, he said that as long as the problem on the car can be solved by him, I asked him if there is any car that can be driven into the private room of Fuji Circuit tonight. At the party, he just threw the car keys over here." Ryoichi said.Under the illumination of the security flashlight, the head-sized car logo paint on the front of the GT-R was printed on it, and the driver's name and a golden crown were clearly painted on the body paint.

The engine of the GT-R hummed low, and it gradually drove into the side of the track. All the floodlights in the arena were turned on, and the sound of the roaring engine of the supercar and the friction sound of the tires on the ground when the tail flicked could be heard from afar. The young man leaned against the luxury car on the side of the track and looked at the shadows of the speeding cars in the arena, cheering and cheering.

Ryoichi kicked the accelerator a few times, and the exhaust pipe blasted several flames like a cannonball. The loud sound immediately attracted the attention of those young people.After seeing the GT-R, everyone was stunned for a moment, showing unbelievable expressions. Among them, there was even a yellow-haired man holding a racing helmet. He shook his helmet and flew to the audience shamelessly. Three steps and two steps He ran over and closed the half-open car window, and spoke a lot of words, Balabala, in a Japanese that Lin Nian didn't understand.

"Look at the person clearly before talking." Ryoichi in the driver's seat took out a piece of toilet paper and patted Huang Mao's face, and then suppressed the other party's excitement.

Huang Mao grabbed the toilet paper on his face and looked at Ryoichi who was holding the steering wheel. He was stunned for a moment, and then tried to drill his head in to look at the back seat. After seeing Mandy, he frowned and whistled subconsciously. The key position raised the car window and the guy let out a groan before pulling his head out.

"Who are you? Where is Mr. Fukuoka? Why are you driving Mr. Fukuoka's car? Could it be stolen?" Huang Mao rubbed his head and looked at Xiang Liang angrily and asked four times.

"I'm a friend of the owner of the car. I heard that there is a party here tonight, so I borrowed the car to have fun." Ryoichi lowered the car window and looked directly at Huang Mao: "Are you the one who booked the Fuji Circuit today?"

"Ah, I'm not, it's a friend of mine who booked the venue. You are a friend of Mr. Fukuoka, what do you call it?" Huang Mao's expression became kind in an instant, and he lay down on the car window to make friends with him without a long memory. Mandy in the back seat waved hello.

"Okubo Ryoichi."

"Okubo-kun, just call me Suzuki when we meet for the first time." Huang Mao stretched out his hand and shook Ryoichi: "I just said why Mr. Fukuoka, who is known as a national treasure racing driver, suddenly appeared here. It turned out that he borrowed the car Now, to be able to borrow this GT-R, Okubo-kun must have a good relationship with Mr. Fukuoka, right?"

"It's okay, I can say a few words, and I've helped a few times." Liang nodded.

"Mr. Fukuoka, how is your health recently? Our friends have admired him for a long time. Could you please invite him to come to our party next time in Tokyo?" Huang Mao rubbed his hands, showing no admiration on his face. Without concealing it, Lin Nian, who saw it from the co-pilot, thought that SpongeBob's reaction when he saw "Mermaid Warrior and Penguin Boy" was almost the same.

"I found him in a nightclub. At the age of 45, he can still call three bar girls. I think he should be in good health." Ryoichi said, "I knew there was a car club here earlier today, so I came here now. The first purpose is to make friends, and the second is to ask some important questions for Mr. Fukuoka."

"Since it's Mr. Fukuoka's problem, then it's my problem. I've always been a loyal fan of Mr. Fukuoka. I watched the scene where he set a lap record of 1 minute and 22 on the Fuji Circuit for more than a hundred times. All over again!" Huang Mao patted his chest and walked to the front to lead the way: "If you have any questions, feel free to ask me and my friends, it's not bragging, there is really nothing we don't know about in Tokyo."

"Then Suzuki-kun, do you know what kind of place Gokurakufeng is?" Ryoichi looked at Huang Mao's back and asked abruptly.

Huang Mao, who was walking in front, suddenly paused unnaturally for 10 minutes, then turned around with a dazed expression on his face: "Bliss Fengdu? Where is that place? I haven't heard of it, I don't know. Are you here to ask questions about cars?" ?"

Lin Nian and Liang looked at each other with the same expression in each other's eyes - they came to the right place.

(End of this chapter)