Last Bronx for Windows

Tokyo was riding high on the tsunami of global economic supremacy when the bubble broke in ’91. Then things fell apart. Hundred billion yen building complexes were left half-finished, and salary men started having instant ramen for lunch as the slush-money supplies dried up. And slowly, the hidden Japan began to emerge, crawling in from the shadows on the outskirts of town. Biker gangs and Chinese mafia; loan sharks and slave-traders; Doomsday cults, madmen and thieves. Those were the days of the first All-Tokyo StreetWar where young gangs met and clashed and slid into ruin down streets slick with their own blood. Then a single crew of unstoppable riders appeared to put an end to the violence and bloodshed. Through fair-handed dealings and iron-fisted fighting skills, the Soul Crew gang blazed a path for the future of Tokyo’s young ... until, under circumstances still riddled with doubt and accusations, the leader of the Soul Crew was viciously kille