Insanity of Past Transgressions

36. Beijing

Beijing

Our plan was to race however the welcoming party was not so welcoming. The happy rambunctious group of racers stood haughty closing in around us. Man we really needed a win and I wasnt just talking about racing.

There he stood, the leader, the champion of Razors Hill. They call it razors hill because of the rough and harsh Hilltop landscape, the unleveled and bumpy roads. Its curvy and uneven pathways and sharp turns.

I know you. The guy stated as a line of big females stood at his side eyeing Mira as if something was about to go down.

Mira whispers to morimoto
I don't know if I should be flattered or extremely nervous.
Yep. He answered trying to not make any sudden movements. They were definatly out of place here.

Takashi Murakami you used to be something. Best racer in all of Tokyo. What the hell happened to you man.

He grew up yakuza. Morimoto says leaning into his best friend.

Yeah how that work out for ya. He snickered in response.

Not so good. Why you all way out here in Pinggu district. Beijing ring roads not a thing anymore. DK answered.

Yizhuang industrial area isn't safe anymore man. Since they closed up Beijing-Chengde highways we had to improvise so now all we got are Car clubs, autobody workshops and our well put together race terrain.

Race terrain? That looks more like a death trap.

Yeah well you like your preferences and we like ours. A lot has changed since you've been here.

My eyes peered over the display of your average racing cars now decked out in bright colors, solid suspended axels, and heavy duty suspensions. Your typical four wheel steering and large displacement V8 engines with it's oversized tires constructed just for the in competitive use of mud bogging or derbies.  You had your modified Cupra XE, Electric SUV's even a few vintage V- bugs and Ford pre-runners in the appearance of dune buggies and four wheelers. Great beasts of a car with tube frame chassis and fiberglass bodies.

Morimoto whispers to Mira
Zhen Moa Young used to run China's jiangsu province before the authorities started to come down hard on racers. After a Few people got killed and it was done.

So what can we do for you.

We were hoping to compete we need cash fast. Morimoto explains.

So I heard. The golden days of streetracing are gone man. You came to the wrong place. Besides your along way from home. He snarked sending DK a death stare.

Mira started to puff out. Big ass females or no, she wasn't about to let anyone talk to him like that. DK held out his hand commanding her to stand down. This was all him now.

He looks over to the girl with a smirk. He knew he had all the power here.

Is this really necessary he gestured towards the line of defence he had standing at shoulder length.

Like i said im aware of who stands by you.. We dont stand alone here this is our neighborhood.

We just want to race then we'll be gone. Morimoto barks back.

See the thing is we dont race for fat stacks here. But ill take that 350 off your hands.

You already know why we've come we don't have time for games.

See thats all we have time for here and who ever owns the road, has the power. You should know reputation is everything.

We do.. beating Tokyo would be quite the accomplishment for Beijing. Takashi bartered.