A group of guys in suits came out of the revolving door of the InterContinental Hotel in Los Angeles.
Each one looks noble.
A middle-aged woman walked in.
Everyone was a little surprised to see a person kneeling in the hall.
"Mr. Jon!!!" the middle-aged woman suddenly shouted.
Then he walked over quickly.
The skin is fair and well maintained.
He looked at Wang Jianguo kneeling in front of Fang Zuo in surprise and said, "It's really you! I went to the old place in the third block to look for you several times, but I didn't see you. Later, your believers said you came here."
Wang Jianguo was not embarrassed at all.
No answer either.
Still kneeling respectfully in front of Fang Zuo.
"Who is this gentleman?" The middle-aged woman looked at Fang Zuo in shock.
I didn't expect that Mr. Jon would kneel down to this man so respectfully.
Even a fool knows that he is not a simple person.
The middle-aged woman immediately wanted to get to know him.
Fang Zuo was too lazy to even get to know these ants.
"Okay, go greet your acquaintances first." He waved his hand and sat down on the sofa next to him.
"Yes!" Wang Jianguo stood up and frowned and said, "Mrs. Huang, is there anything I can help you with?"
"Mr. Jon, it's like this. Just as you said, my husband is in trouble. I hope you can help him get rid of this disaster and get through this difficult time." The middle-aged woman said respectfully to Wang Jianguo with her hands clasped together.
"Okay, come to the old place to find me later." Wang Jianguo said.
A blush flashed across the middle-aged woman's face.
Although there are many fine lines at the corners of his eyes, he is still as charming as ever.
Her beautiful eyes were filled with lascivious thoughts.
"Okay Mr. Jon."
As he said this, he walked back to the crowd, twisting his hips, and walked deeper into the hotel surrounded by a group of people.
"You're really not picky." Fang Zuo said after seeing Wang Jianguo finish the work.
This woman is older, with an average appearance and figure, and her skin is only below average.
The inner charm is even more so.
The hint of lust that just flashed across her face clearly showed that her purpose in visiting Wang Jianguo that night was not just to help her husband escape from disaster.
Do all evil cultivators have such good appetites?
"You're kidding. This woman's husband is the director of national security affairs in Washington. He is the first Chinese American to enter the core decision-making level of Washington's security."
Wang Jianguo bowed his head and said respectfully:
"Although Huang is a descendant of immigrants from Hong Kong Island, he hardly acknowledges his bloodline and is an extreme guy."
"It was only after I happened to meet him that I came up with some ideas and managed to convince his wife, because she was afraid that she would be able to use her husband's power in the future."
"You are thoughtful." Fang Zuo nodded.
It seems that Wang Jianguo has developed quite a few followers in North America over the years and has infiltrated the North American political and entertainment circles.
No wonder they have survived well despite being attacked by the Washington government and Protestantism many times.
Fang Zuobai said as he picked up his ID and looked at it.
Stunned.
Akechi Takashi?
The column for my identity clearly showed a Japanese name again.
"Why is it Japanese again?"
This is not just a green card for permanent residence, this status is already a pure American citizenship.
It seems that Wang Jianguo has borrowed another Japanese shell for himself.
"Recently, Chinese people have been severely discriminated against in North America. It is difficult to borrow their identities. In addition, the Washington government has recently carried out a thorough investigation of Chinese people under Trump's instructions. However, it is much easier for Japanese people." Wang Jianguo explained: "Through several generations, Japanese people have now completed the construction of multiple identities in North America and have almost integrated into this country."
"It's different for the Chinese. Although there are 7 million of them, they are still labeled as a 'minority' in North America."
"To put it nicely, they say 'model', but to put it bluntly, they say they are a minority that can be slaughtered at will."
"Moreover, about one-third of Chinese Americans are in the low-income group, which means that there is a huge gap between the rich and the poor in society."
"Moreover, Trump recently began to prohibit Chinese green card holders from purchasing land and houses, and even forced them to sell the houses and land they had already purchased."
"In addition, there are nearly 200,000 Chinese without legal residency status waiting to be deported by Trump."
“In recent years, even many researchers who have made contributions have had their funding withdrawn and have been forced to leave North America.”
Is the discrimination so severe?
Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows.
I always feel that something is wrong about this matter.
In theory, the country is located at the center of the spiritual energy center of the southern continent.
Almost all great monsters and immortals come from here.
The Chinese bloodline should be superior to these guys.
Not to mention intelligence.
In ancient times, China was regarded as the Celestial Empire wherever it went and was highly respected.
Even after two hundred years of weakness and being bullied in every way.
But all Chinese people abroad are much more hardworking than other races.
Don't be discriminated against like this.
It was as if it was deliberately suppressed by some kind of guidance.
Wang Jianguo saw Fang Zuo thinking for a moment and standing aside, not daring to speak.
Fang Zuo waved his hand: "Go on."
"Yes, real people." Wang Jianguo continued: "Not long ago, senior officials in Washington held a meeting on commercial software and added the wrong editor to the group, resulting in the leakage of meeting minutes that should have been kept confidential."
"The Huang mentioned above, despite advising Washington and standing on the front line, was still blamed for this incident."
"Some members of Congress even attacked him as an undercover agent from China, saying that he deliberately planned this leaked meeting."
"Now he has a hard time and is being investigated by the CIA"
"So his wife came to me again to get rid of the disaster."
"Okay, I'll let you do your thing now." Fang Zuo stood up while putting away his documents.
"I'm going to New York next. I'll send you the route. If you want to follow me, come after you finish other things."
"Yes, I respectfully send you off, sir." Wang Jianguo quickly stood up and bowed his head respectfully.
Fang Zuo returned to the hotel room.
Michaela Cohen lies in a Jacuzzi.
Let waves of water wash over her body.
Soothing her skin.
The blush was still on her face.
Can't retreat for a long time.
Seeing Fang Zuo coming in, he raised his head in surprise.
"Fang, you're back."
"Are you full?" Fang Zuo asked with a smile.
Michaela Cohen hid her face with her hands and nodded shyly.
"Do you want it next time?" Fang Zuo asked with a smile while standing beside the bathtub.
"Yes." Michaela Cohen bit her lower lip with her teeth and took her hands off her face.
He swam to Fang Zuo's side with his arms.
After standing up, he picked up the bath towel and handed it to Fang Zuo with hope.
I saw Fang Zuo took it and helped her wipe the water droplets off her body.
The joy in Michaela Cohen's eyes was about to overflow.
For a moment, I felt that all the suffering and pain were worth it.
All the longing I felt in the past period of time has turned into deep love.
"Have you seen it? Is that our child?" She dried her body and snuggled into Fang Zuo's arms, hooking her white arms around Fang Zuo's neck.
Her breath smelled like orchid, but with a hint of laziness.
As he spoke, he bit open the button of Fang's shirt on his left chest with his teeth.
Push the shirt aside.
She opened her red lips and gently bit the man's chest muscles.
Just like a captive cat, it keeps rubbing its scent onto its owner.
"Maybe it's not a child, but just a kind of energy." Fang Zuo originally wanted to say the fusion of spirit and soul.
After thinking for a while, I chose a word that she could understand.
Suddenly.
Michaela Cohen's face was full of disappointment.
But then she shook her head and smiled again: "That's fine, if we do this again in the future, I won't be afraid of hurting him. After we have a good life together, we can have another child."
Fang Zuo nodded.
Suddenly he asked, "Does your Judaism allow you to get married and have children?"
"I am a Jewish priest. According to the ancient Jewish scriptures, I am not allowed to marry and have children with secular men. I can only marry men of the same bloodline as me." Michaela Cohen's face changed and she shook her head.
"But I don't care. I've made up my mind. I'll go wherever you go. I don't want anything. I don't care about my identity. I just want to be by your side."
She said faintly, "It's just like eloping with you in a dream. I am willing to follow you forever."
Fang Zuo felt overwhelmed when he heard this: "No, I need you to gain a firm foothold in Judaism. No, not just a firm foothold, I need you to swallow up the entire Judaism."
Fang Zuo thought about the Jewish temple and said, "It is best to take control of your temple."
That magical place can actually monitor all the small worlds in the subspace of the earth.
This made Fang Zuo want to hold it in his hand.
"No, only the Lord has the highest authority in the Jewish Temple. The Almighty Lord has been sleeping since he was injured." Michaela Cohen waved her hands repeatedly: "No matter what, we can't control it in our hands."
"There is nothing in the world that I cannot control. I just can't find a way to do it." Fang Zuo sneered.
"It looks like that guy still has his own logic and intelligence. Once I tear it apart into pieces and only have one or two broken parts left, I don't believe it won't hand over its authority."
"And your almighty Lord, help me find where it is sleeping."
"I want to see how versatile it is."
"Wait till I tear its head off, and then we'll see how omnipotent it is!"
Michaela Cohen listened to her lover's casual remarks about "treasonous" things.
If it were in the past.
Even if I didn't execute the other person immediately, I would find it extremely absurd.
But now.
I just feel that everything my man says is right.
Every word is so charming.
A pair of beautiful eyes were fixed on Fang Zuo.
The sight is filled with a myriad of emotional connections.
and.
How come he was so charming when he said something so bold?
"I asked where the Lord was sleeping," Michaela Cohen said, "and it said that the Lord was sleeping in the long river of time and space."
“Untraceable and unfathomable”
“No one can find it.”
"We just need to wait quietly for the Lord to awaken!"
What the hell is this long river of time and space? Fang Zuo touched his chin.
To be mysterious.
Nine times out of ten, you stay in some small world.
I just can't find the coordinates.
At this time the bell rang.
Michaela Cohen picked up the phone, took a look at it, and answered it.
"Speak!" Michaela Cohen said coldly into the microphone: "You'd better give me a reason to disturb me, otherwise you know what I will do!"
"Your Highness, I am very sorry to bother you. It is not that I do not obey your orders." A fearful voice came from the other end of the microphone:
"Since you disappeared suddenly, everyone is worried about your safety."
"This is North America after all, the territory of Protestantism"
"When several big families heard that you suddenly disappeared, they scolded me severely and almost wanted to find the governor of Los Angeles. I could only say that you wanted to relax and would come back after taking a walk outside."
"They're not in Los Angeles, so how did they know I left? Did you tell them?" Michaela Cohen's voice became even colder.
"Ah, no, Your Majesty." The voice on the other end of the microphone was trembling, and he hurriedly explained:
"It was Davin Wahlberg, the eldest son of the Wahlberg family, who came to Los Angeles. He came to where you were staying and wanted to visit you, but you happened to be away, so he knew about it."
"Why did that guy suddenly come to Los Angeles?" Michaela Cohen asked puzzledly.
“It’s because the Jewish Federation of North America, led by the Warburg family, demanded that the House of Representatives pass the TikTok divestiture bill on the grounds of “rampant anti-Semitic content.”
"ByteDance is required to sell its shares within 165 days, otherwise it will be completely banned."
"Davin Wahlberg is here to lobby some congressmen in Los Angeles, and it would be disrespectful not to visit you when he is here."
"so."
"I understand. I'll just relax outside for a few days and then go back." Michaela Cohen interrupted and said, "Tell the major families not to worry about me. I know my limits."
"But."
"Hmm?" Michaela Cohen snorted impatiently: "You are becoming more and more daring!!"
Immediately, the sound of someone kneeling on the ground was heard from the microphone.
"Your Highness, it is Daven Warburg who invited you to attend the banquet in New York on behalf of the Warburg family. I must report this to you."
"Why are there so many parties? Just tell him that I don't want to." Michaela Cohen was about to refuse when she saw Fang Zuo nod to her.
He immediately changed his tone and said, "I understand. Please help me book a flight ticket. I will go to New York to attend the banquet. As for the rest of you, please meet me in New York."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The person on the other end of the phone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fang, do you want to go to the party in New York?" Michaela Cohen asked after hanging up the phone.
"Well, I'm going to New York to rescue someone, and I'd like to use you to see what kind of mess is going on in New York." Fang Zuo said with a smile.
After saying that, he patted Michaela Cohen's butt.
He grabbed her left buttock hard.
Don't release until the fat turns white.
The moment he relaxed, blood rushed up.
Leaving five clear fingers.
"Please clean up. I'll go check on the woman next door."
Michaela Cohen's face flushed from being pinched, and she walked away obediently.
In the swimming pool next door.
Li Zhenxin swam a few laps in the swimming pool next door before sitting next to it.
Although the two of them cooperated very well at one point, it was surprising to think that the woman could be so confused after just one glance at her.
I've always been a little scared of her.
As soon as he woke up, he hid next door.
Unlike Michaela Cohen.
She had put on her makeup early.
Not only did she draw the eyeliner, but she also reapplied lipstick again and again.
For a woman like her, she knows very well how to manage relationships between men and women.
Those couples whose life becomes tired early on.
It’s because after they got married, they no longer cared about their image.
Burping, farting, or even going to the toilet without closing the door.
After a long time, not only the love disappears.
Even the attraction between them is gone.
A smart woman knows how to cherish the time she spends with a man.
Can't leave any bad impression.
Some women never even let their husbands see them without makeup.
Seeing Fang Zuo walk in, Li Zhenxin showed a seductive look on her face and brushed her hair against his.
A pair of tall breasts were tightly pressed against Fang Zuo.
"Pack up and get ready to go to New York." Fang Zuo said, "Let's leave today!"
"Okay, master. I'll book the ticket right away." Li Zhenxin nodded.
Suddenly he hesitated.
"Master, I don't have your identity."
Fang Zuo took out the ID card that Wang Jianguo had just given her and handed it to her: "Use this to order."
Li Zhenxin took it and took a look.
The photo above is of a middle-aged man.
Obviously different from the Fang Zuo he knew.
But I didn't ask much.
Book your flight tickets based on this identity.
Fly from Los Angeles on the west coast of North America to New York on the east coast.
Across America.
His own three-star small vortex private jet is not impressive enough.
You have to book a flight.
soon.
Michaela Cohen and Li Zhenxin dressed up beautifully and followed Fang Zuo to the airport.
Holding Fang Zuo’s arm.
One on the left and one on the right.
One European face, one Asian face.
Two beauties surrounded Fang Zuo.
The towering arc pressed down Fang Zuo's two arms firmly.
Attracted countless people's attention.
Considering the particularity of himself and Michaela Cohen.
Fang Zuo cast an illusion on the three of them.
The group of people saw Fang Zuo as a middle-aged Japanese man.
This is Fang Zuo’s new identity in North America.
When looking at Fang Zuo's weathered face, I felt sad and unworthy.
I think Fang Zuo must be a billionaire.
Another wave of envy, jealousy and hatred.
Even a direct flight from Los Angeles to New York takes more than six hours.
The three of them had a warm and affectionate moment in the front cabin of the plane.
The two women were too tired and took a nap.
After the plane landed.
The two women snuggled up to Fang Zuo and walked out of the VIP channel.
Several support staff carried the luggage.
Following behind Fang Zuo and the other two.
He looked at Fang Zuo's back with envy as he was hugged by people on both sides.
Suddenly, there was a noise and screaming sound nearby.
An Asian girl quickly jumped out from among the passengers.
It's small in stature, but quite fast.
He ran away while turning his little face to look back.
He made a face and ran away.
Several airport security guards were chasing her closely.
"Catch her, don't run!"
"Stop her in front, she stole something!"
"Quick, notify the police in front!"
This Asian girl has a cunning look on her face and looks like a repeat offender.
Not panicking at all.
Wait until the police stop you.
She looked around, looking for a way to escape, and when she saw Fang Zuo, she suddenly froze.
As if he had seen something shocking.
transfixed.
Just as the police rushed over and were about to knock her down.
The Asian girl flew forward and hugged Fang Zuo with her arms.
Shouting loudly: "Dad!!! I finally found you!!"
Tears flowed down, instantly soaking Fang Zuo's shirt.
Fang Zuo felt the girl's skin against his thin shirt.
Much smaller than Oda Yui.
But the body odor is all milky.
There is also a faint floral scent.
"I advise you to let go quickly." Fang Zuo frowned: "If you want to rely on me to get out, you are thinking too much!"
"Not only will I hand you over to the police, I will beat you up before handing you over to them!!"
"Do you believe it?"
"Where did this woman come from? Do you think she can just pick anyone and claim him as her father?" Li Zhenxin looked at the girl who was sticking so close to her and said sarcastically, "You saw us coming out of the VIP channel, right?"
I've seen too many women like this.
But the Asian girl was not panicked at all. She let go of her hands and hugged Fang Zuohou.
He took out a silver heart-shaped necklace from his chest.
After opening the silver heart-shaped metal.
There was a small photo inside.
Fang Zuo looked over.
Now it was his turn to be stunned.
This is a photo of myself with this identity and this girl.
Fang Zuo's face darkened instantly.
Damn it! Damn it! That damn thing Wang Jianguo!
Do I have a daughter with this identity?
Why haven't I heard him mention it?
Isn't this nonsense? (End of this chapter)
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