The Tyger Claws convoy consisted of six motorcycles and ten men, speeding toward the Spring Fountain District. On one of the bikes, a man wearing a red Demon mask wore a gloomy expression--
He had no desire to work for Jōtarō.
"Mr. Saitō, Jōtarō is a coward. Working for him is a disgrace to us."
"Ebara." The man called Saitō wore a green Demon mask, his expression unreadable. "Perhaps this is our chance to understand the mysteries of Zen."
"How are we supposed to understand them? What mysteries?"
"There are many people who can fight, but few who can make money.
"We're good at fighting, but Jōtarō is good at making money. That's why the gang has us take orders from him. Maybe we've been heading in the wrong direction."
"Bullshit."
"I'm curious about your opinion, but now isn't the time to discuss Zen. Get ready to move."
The motorcycles beneath the two men suddenly accelerated. Saitō and Ebara let go of their bikes, each holding a blade in one hand and a pistol in the other. The blade tips and gun barrels were aimed at the speeding Mackinaw--
The motorcycles behind them quickly caught up, and the orderly streets of Bay Street were thrown into chaos by the roar of engines!
Crash!
The first vehicle they caught up with was Maine's van. Two men wearing Demon masks reached its sides in almost an instant!
Rebecca braced herself in the doorway with a Shotgun and cursed, "Go to hell, you bastards!"
Bang!
Bullets flew from every direction. The two men wearing Demon masks were consummate riders, dodging the people in the van's aim with a single burst of speed!
In their place came the Tyger Claw bikers behind them!
"Ha ha!"
The bikes catching up from behind each carried two