Chapter 255 Fang Zuo and Ling Wu meet a beautiful woman

in the dark.

Reina Morisawa's coat had long been thrown aside.

Floral lace bust.

Lace thong in the same pattern.

She looked at Miyagi Muko in the distance, and her cheeks turned red instantly, not because of shyness, but because of extreme excitement.

Even a little jealous.

Blame myself for falling asleep suddenly.

She knelt on the ground and crawled over quickly and urgently.

She clung tightly to Fang Zuo's strong back.

Feel the man's hard and strong back muscles.

The white little hand reached around.

Caressing.

It was like she had drunk a large bottle of red wine and was a little drunk.

The body is eager again.

She looked at Miyagi Xiangzi, who was bowing her head with white hair, and suddenly felt inexplicably sad in her heart.

Morisawa Reina rushed over.

Push Miyagi Xiangzi away with force.

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In the safe house of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Department.

Sakura Kurumi was sitting on the sofa in a uniform.

Feng Dielian was also wearing a policewoman's uniform and standing behind Yingkong Kurumi without saying a word.

The four people who represent the greatest power in the island nation are all here.

Internal Affairs Minister Hiroshi Kojima, Defense Minister Minoru Kihara, Maritime Self-Defense Force Chief of Staff Yoshio Sakai, and Ground Self-Defense Force Chief of Staff Keihide Yoshida.

If Sakura Kurumi hadn't brought her here, she would probably only be able to see four people at the same time on TV.

There is a sand table of four countries on the table.

There is a small red flag on the nameless island at the lower left of the sand table.

Yuina Hashimoto was wearing a Maritime Self-Defense Force uniform, standing behind the Chief of Staff of the Maritime Self-Defense Force, Ryo Sakai, and secretly made a contemptuous gesture to Feng Dielian.

Feng Dielian rolled her eyes at her.

He lip-synced silently: How boring and childish! "Sakura Sora Kurumi Hall, the headquarters of the retired Emperor Sutoku is on the island. This island used to be a prison and was abandoned after World War II. Do you think there is any problem with this plan?" asked Ryo Sakai, Chief of Staff of the Maritime Self-Defense Force.

"If we use warships to launch electromagnetic missiles directly, the only thing we need to take into account is whether there are any ghost tribe members left out, especially the ghost tribe leaders headed by Emperor Sutoku." Sakura Kurumi said: "Given the electromagnetic coverage area of ​​the missile explosion, if Emperor Sutoku is not at the headquarters or not at the central fire intersection, it will be easy for them to escape. Given the ghost tribe's concealment skills, it will be very difficult to catch them again."

"What does Sakura Kurumi-sama mean?" asked Defense Minister Kihara Minoru.

"I suggest that the Ground Self-Defense Force be dispatched to guard the coastline of Shikoku and kill the captured members of the Onibu." Sakura Kurumi said: "At the same time, I suggest that [Small Woodpecker Shortwave Interference Radar] be deployed on the coastline. We have found in the practical cases of the Tokyo Exorcist Guard Bureau against vengeful spirits that various shortwave interferences are very effective in finding and killing ghosts."

"Of course, it would be best to secretly observe the headquarters and determine the gathering of the ghost department personnel, or..."

"Thank you, Kurumi Sakura. We will consider any suggestions that will help us fight the demon tribe. Please speak up." Keihide Yoshida, Chief of Staff of the Ground Self-Defense Force, said, "Although this is the first time we have met, I absolutely trust Kurumi Sakura's professionalism."

Sakura Kurumi nodded and said, "Of course, we can do this by collecting detailed intelligence. The Tokyo Exorcist Police Department usually sends undercover agents for cases like this."

"This is the most effective way to get a grasp of the situation at the Ghost Department headquarters. Of course, this takes some time, and there is also the danger of the undercover being discovered. The advantage is that we can seize the best opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop."

"Hashimoto Yuuna's Onmyoji is soul-based, so I think it would be best if she could infiltrate and gather intelligence."

When Hashimoto Yuna heard this, she looked suddenly at Sakura Sora Kurumi.

Several cabinet ministers and chiefs of staff looked at Hashimoto Yuna at the same time.

"Mr. Hashimoto Yuuna, what do you think?" asked Defense Minister Minoru Kihara.

"Hi!" Hashimoto Yuina stood up: "I am willing to carry out this mission."

"This mission is extremely important and dangerous, General Hashimoto Yuuna, and I hope you will consider it carefully," said Ryo Sakai, Chief of Staff of the Maritime Self-Defense Force, solemnly.

"I've thought about it, Mr. Chief of Staff." Hashimoto Yuina pushed hard with her military boots.

"Well, it's decided then. I'll issue the official appointment when I get back."

After the meeting.

Yuuna Hashimoto stayed until the end.

Three women walked side by side in the aisle.

Three pairs of beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings walked rhythmically.

The height of the uniform skirt covers the thighs.

One can only see the lines of the calves stretching out the black stockings, which are sometimes hard and sometimes soft with the steps.

Two pairs of commuting high heels and a pair of straight black combat boots make different sounds.

But the rhythm seems to be extremely consistent.

The three beauties all held the police hats and military caps in their little hands.

The beauties had high ponytails of slightly different hair colors, which swung gently, revealing their fair necks.

Under the light, three pairs of ears, each of different shapes but equally small, are extremely cute.

The slight white fluff shines on the red and tender earlobes.

Any man seeing this scene would be unable to help but imagine three delicate little faces leaning down together.

How charming the white bodies are when gathered together.

"Kurune." Hashimoto Yuuna stopped and said softly.

"Hmm?" Sakura Kurumi also stopped.

Feng Dielian looked at the two of them curiously.

"Did you guess something?" Hashimoto Yuna said to Sakura Sora Kurumi.

"Well, I noticed it when you threw the talisman, but I was just a suspicion at that time." Sakura Kurumi nodded.

"Then why don't you expose me? After all, it was me who almost got you into trouble," said Hashimoto Yuna.

"Didn't it fail?" Sakura Kurumi said with a smile.

"I don't think that's your reason." Hashimoto Yuna denied.

"Then what do you think the reason is?" Sakura Kurumi asked back.

"I don't know, but I feel intuitively that you didn't let me go because you failed. If you were such a pushover, would you not let go of Sensoji Temple and so many Onmyoji families?" Hashimoto Yuna said, "I want to know the real reason, otherwise I will think you are plotting against me."

"Then why don't you just think so?" Yingkong Kurumi said with a smile: "Maybe I am just plotting against you?"

"I don't want to think so and I don't want to think so," said Hashimoto Yuna. Perhaps she felt that the atmosphere was a bit depressing, so she added: "Can't you just tell the truth? For the sake of my long legs."

"Tsk." Yingkong Kurumi didn't say anything. Feng Dielian next to her said with disdain, "Who doesn't have one? Really."

"The truth is." Yingkong Kurumi was silent for a moment: "We are all abandoned people"

As soon as these words were spoken.

For a moment, none of the three spoke, and the empty passage was somewhat silent.

"You're right." Hashimoto Yuna nodded: "I was indeed abandoned by them. If you hadn't saved me, I would have died there long ago. But I still want to know why you suggested that I be an undercover agent."

"Since you want to make a break with them, this favorable condition will allow you to do it more thoroughly, and it will also reduce the risk of your true identity being exposed." Yingkong Kurumi patted Hashimoto Yuna's face and said, "Go and do it quickly. If you need our help, just let us know. Your shikigami is gone, so be careful."

"Hmm" Hashimoto Yuna had a lot to say, but in the end she just said "hmm", nodded, turned and left.

"Thank you, Kurumi-chan." Hashimoto Yuna paused for a moment, then strode away.

The two of them looked at Hashimoto Yuna's receding figure as she slowly disappeared into the sunset.

"I finally understand why you forgive me." Feng Dielian said.

"What about you? When will you make up your mind like her?" Sakura Kurumi said.

"I'm different from her. She has no worries, but I do." Feng Dielian looked at Hashimoto Yuna's back with envy.

"Tell us what you think and we'll find a way to solve it," said Sakura Kurumi.

Feng Dielian shook her head.

"Can't you be a little more selfish, even more selfish, and live just for yourself?" Sakura Kurumi said.

"I want to too." Feng Dielian looked confused, "But... I can't do it."

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Reina Morisawa was lying unconscious on the carpet.

He was so satisfied that he lay there writing big words.

This pure yin constitution is the best combination of dragon and tiger for Fang Zuo.

Miyagi Muko was pulled by the hair by the man behind her and tilted her head back.

But the man was explaining something important.

Miyagi Xiangzi gathered all her remaining attention and listened to the man's instructions.

"Take this to your hometown and win over those millions of people."

"Gather some powerful people to form a team, join the Yamaguchi-gumi, and conquer the world's gangs together with her. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Miyagi Xiangzi gritted her teeth and insisted.

"Hmm?" The man was not satisfied with her answer and pulled her hair harder, pinching her neck.

"I understand, master." Miyagi Xiangzi said hurriedly.

"Yeah." The man behind him was satisfied.

Miyagi Xiangzi's eyes widened suddenly, and she reached back with her small hands to press against the man's abdominal muscles.

But it's too late.

Passed out.

In the Japanese parliament.

Shiraishi Nagiko and Abe Noja looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

This result was both expected and unacceptable to them.

The interim prime minister, Shigeki Shigeki, stepped down due to insufficient votes, and the cabinet resigned collectively.

Then, in the next vote of MPs in Congress, he was lifted back to the position of Prime Minister by representatives of all parties.

Members of parliament from all powerful families cast their votes for Shiba Shigeru.

He only served as prime minister for less than a year.

No one with any sense would waste his political resources to be prime minister for a few months.

not to mention.

Prime Minister Shibata has offended both ASEAN and Washington in just one month of his tenure.

Even the neighbors next door don't get along well.

The poll support rate was less than 20 percent, a record low.

In this situation, whoever steps forward to take the blame is a fool.

Prime Minister Shigekiu even fell asleep in his seat in parliament during the vote.

Amid his thunderous snoring, he was finally elected prime minister again.

He was awakened by scattered applause.

In front of every camera lens, he finally stood up.

I looked at the media that came rushing in with some bewilderment.

Only then did I realize that I had been elected again.

Looking at this scene.

Abe Noja took a deep breath.

His little face was ashen.

He said mockingly:

"This is our Prime Minister. These embarrassing footage will be broadcast to every corner of the world in 5 minutes."

"Everyone will see a prime minister snoring with his head drooped in the headlines of the country's largest news outlet."

"A former caretaker prime minister who snored and slept in Parliament has been re-elected."

"Thank goodness he didn't grind his teeth and drool in his sleep."

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This made Abe, who had already regarded Japan as his own, clenched his hands in anger.

These humiliating news and sarcastic reports seem to be mocking ourselves.

It's so embarrassing.

"What a ridiculous political arena." Shiraishi Nagiko smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The election results in Washington are out, and I suddenly remembered a sentence: They all succeeded in becoming prime ministers, and they all have a bright future."

'Pah'

The pen in Anbeinaiqiao's hand was broken by her hand.

After the Congress.

The interim Prime Minister Shigehiro Seba, who entered the palace for the second time, once again walked onto the podium and accepted interviews from reporters.

The last thing political veterans care about is face.

Only young guys care about such meaningless things.

For me, as long as I can hold on to my position, that's enough.

Even if it's only for a few short months.

After finishing the interview, Shiba Shigeru returned to his congressional office.

After packing up my things, I prepared to return to the Prime Minister's Office.

It was a pity that he had brought some personal belongings with him. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have gone through so much trouble. Shi Pomao felt a little pleased with himself.

Yes.

No one else looks down on this position.

However, he had been struggling in the political arena for his entire life and had been defeated by one opponent after another.

Now that they are all gone, it is finally my turn.

In the last years of his political career, it is enough to be able to sit in this position, no matter whether it is a few months or a few years.

'Knock, knock, knock.'

There was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Prime Minister, there is someone who wants to see you. He says he is an old acquaintance of yours." said the housekeeping staff standing at the door.

"Old acquaintances?" Shiba Mao sneered: "As expected, I have been re-elected, and I have a lot more 'old acquaintances'."

"Yes, he said his name was John Matthews, and that he had been your christen."

"Is it him?" Shiba Mao was stunned. He felt that something was looking for him. He took two steps back and forth and finally said, "Please let him in."

Soon after, the door was pushed open.

An old man in a suit and in good spirits came in. He first put down a long gift box, then opened his arms and hugged Xiang Shi Po Mao: "My dear little one, I haven't seen you for many years."

"Godfather John Matthews." Shiba Mao forced a smile and hugged him back. "I didn't expect that after so many years, you are still the same as before. You are almost a hundred years old."

"Almost there." John Matthews patted Shiba Mao's shoulder and said, "You are amazing, little guy. You have been elected as Prime Minister again. I didn't expect that the little guy who peed all over me when I baptized you could reach this level."

Shiba Mao forced a smile. Although he was baptized by this Catholic cardinal when he was a child and became his godson.

But we have rarely been in contact for so many years. My age and status are different now, and how can I be happy when people call me "little guy" all the time?

What's more, this is the time to find myself.

Everyone knows that this is not a good thing. I hope that the Catholicism I believe in will not make things difficult for me.

"Godfather John Matthews, what do you want to talk to me about?" After Shi Pomao asked him to sit down, he also sat back in his seat.

"The Pope was very happy to know that a Catholic godson became the Prime Minister, so he sent me to bring greetings from the Vatican." John Matthews said with a smile, "And this."

John Matthews took out an exquisite cane from the gift box he had just brought in and placed it in front of Shibamao.

"This is the cane used by the Pope of the Vatican. It represents supreme dignity. I give it to you, Prime Minister." John Matthews said solemnly: "As a Catholic Prime Minister, I hope you will not forget your faith and identity."

"This..." Shi Pomao hesitated for a moment, sighed, and closed the gift box: "Tell me, my godfather, if there is anything you need my help with, as long as I can do it."

"Of course you can do it." John Matthews smiled and nodded. "Under the glory of the Lord, our believers have no problem with not being able to do it. It's a very simple matter. We hope that you can deal with a Japanese civil organization, an arrogant civil organization, within the scope of your authority."

"Just a non-governmental organization?" Shibomao breathed a sigh of relief.

If it was just a non-governmental organization, it would be much easier to handle.

I’m afraid of asking myself to do something that’s too difficult.

He had only been prime minister for a few months and did not want to be purged and imprisoned as soon as he stepped down.

"Yes, it's just a civilian organization. We can disband them or capture their leader. Anyway, I just hope that the Prime Minister can get rid of them." John Matthews said, leaning against the sofa with his arms outstretched.

"What kind of civil organization in Japan can get our cardinal to take action? They even alarmed the Pope in the Vatican." Shiba Shigeru took the gift box and put it under the table.

"Of course it's Japan's Yamaguchi-gumi." John Matthews said with a smile.

"What? Yamaguchi-gumi?" Shiba Shigeki didn't expect it to be this organization.

How did the Catholic Church fight against a gangster organization, and how did the Yamaguchi-gumi offend the Catholic Pope who was far away in the Vatican?

They seem to be two completely unrelated things.

"Yes, Prime Minister Shigeki may not know that the Yamaguchi-gumi is not only the number one organization in Japan, but its power has now expanded to Southeast Asia." John Matthews folded his arms across his chest and said seriously, "They have even begun to enter Brazil. Recently, they had several battles with Brazilian gangs and mafia. Although they lost, you have to know that Brazil is the territory of Catholicism."

"Your Majesty the Pope's territory will never be allowed to be provoked or invaded by any external organization. This is a red line that cannot be crossed."

"Well, if this is the Yamaguchi-gumi's business," Shibamo thought for a moment and nodded, "I will think of a way, but as the Prime Minister, I have to do these things within the legal framework. I hope you understand this."

"Of course, no one forced the Prime Minister to violate the laws of your country." John Matthews spread his hands. "As a mafia organization, as long as the Prime Minister orders a strict investigation, they will definitely be able to catch a lot of evidence. We can use the laws of your country to severely punish them, especially their leader, a woman named Morisawa Reina."

"As long as she is put in a women's prison, even if it's just for a year, no, even if it's just for a few months, then the Prime Minister won't have to deal with anything else."

"Okay, I agree." Shiba Mao nodded.

"Very good. His Holiness the Pope will be very happy to know this, Prime Minister." John Matthews stood up and said, "I'll take my leave now. His Holiness the Pope asked me to tell you that if you get tired of staying in Japan, you can go to Europe. As long as you stay in Catholic territory, your Excellency the Prime Minister will be very satisfied. You can also go to Brazil, where there are many estates waiting for your Excellency the Prime Minister to choose from."

"I understand." Shiba Mao stood up and said, "Thank His Holiness the Pope for me. May God bless the Pope's health. And you too, my godfather!"

"The Lord will promise glory to all believers." John Matthews nodded with satisfaction.

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Shiraishi Nagimitsu and Shiraishi Mei took the car back to their office.

As soon as I got out of the elevator and reached the door, an assistant came to greet me.

"Mr. Shiraishi, there is a woman waiting for you in your office." The assistant pointed to the office and said.

"Woman?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu was a little confused.

Who else would come to my office except Keiko Minamikawa?

But the assistant's appearance was obviously not that of Keiko Minamikawa.

She and Mei Shiraishi walked into the office one after another.

It turned out to be the beautiful woman from the Lingyi Society.

She had delicate makeup on, and her plump, soft white body was hidden in a long floral dress. Her feet were wrapped in flesh-colored stockings and worn in nude high heels.

She was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, waiting for Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

When she saw Shiraishi Nagimitsu coming in, she quickly stood up and said, "Member Shiraishi, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Can I talk to you alone about something?"

After saying that, he glanced at Shiraishi Mei next to him.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu's sister was not an ordinary person, and she noticed it that night.

Although he is not an Onmyoji, there are energy fluctuations on his body.

It’s just that this kind of energy fluctuation is not enough for me to see.

Obviously, he was not the master who left a golden light on Shiraishi Nagimitsu as the sorcerer said.

"Of course." Shiraishi Nagimitsu winked at Shiraishi Mei, and saw Shiraishi Mei walk out of the office with a pout and close the door, then he asked Baihezi to sit down again.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu handed a cup of tea to Baihuizi.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu had many dealings with this beautiful woman from the Spiritual Society.

She is present at almost every major supernatural event.

"Well, I'm here to apologize, Congressman Shiraishi." Baihuizi put the tea aside, stood up and bowed deeply.

"What does Mrs. Baihuizi mean?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowned.

"Didn't Congressman Shiraishi notice?" Bai Huizi was even more surprised.

Even Shiraishi Nagimitsu himself did not notice what was happening. It was obvious that the means left behind by that capable man were too powerful.

Eliminate all dangerous matters silently.

You know, in addition to the backlash of black magic, what disappeared was the little ghost that had been kept in captivity by a Southeast Asian sorcerer for decades.

Even if you destroy it easily, there will still be some movement.

But Councillor Shiraishi was totally unaware of this, which shows how powerful the person behind the scenes is.

"Mrs. Baihuizi, if you have something to say, just say it directly." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said, tucking her long hair behind her ears.

"It's like this." Bai Huizi recounted the incident and said with a wry smile, "I apologize to Councillor Shiraishi for that ignorant kid in our family. Fortunately, nothing serious happened, otherwise it would be disastrous."

"I came here specifically to wait for Councillor Shiraishi, hoping to gain his forgiveness. I'm sorry, please forgive us!"

Baihuizi bowed deeply with her soft waist again.

"If that's all." Shiraishi Nagi thought for a moment and said, "I can."

"I don't forgive." A faint voice came over.

Then there was a loud slap.

Bai Huizi received a heavy blow on the face for no apparent reason.

He hit her so hard that she flipped into the air and finally fell to the ground with a thud.

He propped himself up with his hands and spread his legs.

The floral skirt droops on her fair and plump thighs.

A red lace thong was stuck between the white buttocks.

The slap in the face frightened her, and yet she was also surprised and delighted as she lay on the ground.

What was scary was that someone could attack her so easily without her noticing anything.

To everyone's surprise, the powerful person behind Shiraishi Nagimitsu appeared.

It's a young man.

(End of this chapter)