An arched bridge was gradually visible in front of me. Red, with a dragon pattern painted on the trunk. Looks sturdy and stubborn. I scramble my bike. Reach the bridge. I wonder what's happening on the other side. The bridge is unpopular.

"Whoa, I'm not letting you go any further. I'll have that bike handed to you."

I applied a sudden brake but suddenly appeared on the bridge, so I got stuck.

"Gu, coward. Shame on you."

"Who are you?

"I was the one who gathered the spinners thirty years early. The chari you took will hit 500 cars."

"Is it Drobow? Robbery?"

"disrespectful! I just gave up my bike. Aren't you willing to give up?

Kikokiko. I ignore the man, slip through the side and cross the bridge.

"Just listen to me..."