Chapter 105 The Taste of Teacher
Tokyo Medical University, Japan.
Reina Morisawa was lying in the intensive care bed, her face pale.
His bare shoulders were wrapped in thick bandages.
Unexpectedly, the first person to visit her was Jin Meiting.
"What? Is it really necessary to spend so much money?" Jin Meiting sat down gracefully and crossed her beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings.
Jin Meiting has a good impression of the widow of the seventh generation leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi.
They are both the same kind of people, exactly the same.
There is no good background.
I have long been disillusioned with so-called love.
I don't believe in human nature anymore.
Along the way, I worked hard to climb up, using any means necessary.
They only believe in strength and only submit to strength.
Of course, it is better to have the strength in your own hands.
Rena Morisawa looked at the sexy Korean woman with purple hair in front of her. Her figure was the kind that she admired, plump and smooth.
The legs are crossed and covered with black stockings, revealing a round and fair complexion.
The thin and shiny black stockings outline the smooth curves of the legs.
The buttocks on the chair are full and plump.
The balloon is usually flattened on the seat.
"If I don't do this, how can I deceive those subordinates of the Yamaguchi-gumi?" Morisawa Reina smiled faintly, her bloodless face without makeup, with a morbid beauty: "How can I justify not getting hurt and bleeding after killing most of the senior cadres so blatantly?"
"I don't have that much time to deal with them one by one. It would be best to kill them all at once while they are not prepared for me."
"Now, as long as we push everything onto the Sumiyoshi-kai, Tokyo's top mafia organization, everything will be much easier."
"I just need to sort out the troublemakers of the Yamaguchi-gumi again, and the entire Yamaguchi-gumi will be in my hands."
Jin Meiting nodded: "What if the rest of the people doubt you?"
"How can I not be suspicious? But what's the point of being suspicious?" Morisawa Reina sneered, "Aren't we all gangsters for money? Risking our lives for a dead man? Why are you still in the underworld? You might as well join the Self-Defense Forces."
"If I weren't here, these members of the organization would be suppressed by the government and would be selling milk tea and working as pimps. They would have brute force, but what's the point?"
"They will doubt me, but they won't doubt the money."
"What's more, my injury is just an excuse for them to deceive themselves."
"Even if they still have a bit of loyalty, they will make excuses for themselves and back down."
"You are so sure, so I have found the right person." Jin Meiting said, "I came to you because I want your help."
"I guessed it." Morisawa Reina smiled slightly: "There's no need to say the word 'help'. You and I are both working for that man. There's no need to hide it."
Jin Meiting's lips curved up: "I still have to say some polite words. The thing is, one of my artists is going to participate in the upcoming Kansai Grand Prix."
"This little girl is very important. He gave her to me."
Morisawa Reina's expression turned serious and she motioned for Jin Meiting to continue.
"But there are a few people with strong financial resources who want to go against me and support other artists." Jin Meiting took out a piece of paper and handed it to Morisawa Rena: "Here are the names of those artists."
"I don't want the little girl's limelight to be stolen. I need this Kansai Grand Prix, and all eyes will be on her."
"I will let my personal media outlets go viral about their financial and personal problems."
"Ms. Morisawa Reina, please send your men to harass them and their company, and take photos for me."
"I will ask them to spread the photos on all the social media apps."
Morisawa Reina took it and nodded, frowning at the wound on her shoulder: "No problem, we are very good at these little things, pouring some paint and dirty water, spraying a few colorful ink words, it's very simple, if they also use their connections to find me, pretend to investigate and lose their temper, it can delay it for a few more days."
"This kind of business is more familiar to us than lending money."
"But these things can't continue. The government and the financial groups behind them will intervene."
"Then I'll trouble you." Jin Meiting stood up: "A few days will be enough. Before the Kansai Grand Prix, I'll give them some trouble. Even if we clarify everything, the Grand Prix will be over."
"You're welcome." Morisawa Reina smiled and said, "Since you're being polite, I'll be polite too. I also need your help with something."
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The Tokyo Women's University open sports field is just opposite the dormitory building.
Fang Zuo stood downstairs and watched Momoki Kanonai teaching on a skateboard in the sports field.
His small body was very agile. He ran around on his skateboard and soon became friends with the students.
"Uncle, are you peeking at me?" Momoki Kanana suddenly came over on a skateboard and stopped quickly.
The skateboard stood up and was held in his hand.
Fang Zuo shrugged, not knowing whether to do so or not.
"Uncle, do I look good?" Momoki Kanonai giggled and took off her long-sleeved jacket while speaking.
Inside was a white vest with bare arms and a pink bear pattern in the middle.
The small body is very attractive.
The vest has a full and smooth curve.
As the arms are raised, the cuffs under the armpits reveal a black lace bra.
Something was thrown over and Fang Zuo caught it.
The fragrance is overwhelming.
It was Momoki Kanonai who threw the coat over.
"Uncle, please hold it for me. Don't be sour on my nice-smelling coat. It smells like my sweat."
Without waiting for Fang Zuo to object, he skated away again with a "swish".
A message sent by Sakura Kurumi.
Fang Zuo slung his coat over his shoulders.
Open your phone:
【Momoki Kaname. 】
【F cup?】
Fang Zuo raised his head and glanced at the small figure in the distance.
It’s true that you can’t judge a book by its cover.
She has an F cup for such a small body.
It's as big as her head. [She studied for a double degree in theology and philosophy at Stanford University. ]
【Major in the Old Testament, New Testament, History of Judaism, Buddhism, I Ching and Bagua】
Theology and philosophy? Even Buddhism and the I Ching and the Eight Trigrams?
Fang Zuo touched his chin. This little guy is truly a child genius.
[American, Japanese descent, both parents are high-tech artificial intelligence talents at Stanford University, and moved to the United States in their early years. ]
【Kaname Momoki was born in San Francisco, USA. 】
[Momoki Kanonai lives in the United States all year round. Except for a few times when she returns to Japan for vacation, she is almost always active in North America. 】
Good job.
Not only is he a skateboarding champion, he also holds several sports championship titles.
Not only that.
He is also a master of Japanese kendo.
Several North American Japanese Kendo Championships champions.
"Uncle, don't be in a daze, continue."
Another cry.
Fang Zuoyi raised his head.
A mass of something drew a parabola in the air and flew over.
Momoki Kanonai skated over on a skateboard and threw something over with a smile.
Get a look.
wig.
So much equipment.
"This can't be astringent either, it will have a stronger sweat smell."
Before the sound disappeared, the person ran away again.
Fang Zuo shook his head and carried a bunch of things back to his office.
A small house next to the entrance to the women's dormitory building.
Ring, ring, ring.
The bell rang for the end of get out of class.
Fang Zuo put his legs on the desk and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.
A group of beautiful girls came in one after another.
"Hey~~~Why is there an uncle here?"
"Hello, uncle!"
"Uncle, do you work here?"
"Uncle."
"Uncle, you are quite handsome."
"Hey~~~ This uncle doesn't talk, so cool!"
Fang Zuo was so annoyed by the shouting that he closed his eyes. At this time, he still felt that the fairies in Longhu Mountain and Maoshan Mountain were not bad. At least they were all cold and dumb.
He raised his eyebrow and turned the stool around so his back was facing the group of girls.
“Wow~~~How cool!”
It even caused a burst of laughter.
I finally waited for this group of people to go upstairs.
A small hand patted Fang's left shoulder.
"It's on the table, get it yourself." Fang Zuo didn't even raise his eyelids.
"Thank you, uncle." Momoki Kanonai's voice came: "You are not bitter, are you?"
"Then I'll leave."
There was the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs.
Fang Zuo frowned.
Study theology.
There is such a strong smell of incense on your body.
He rarely went back to Japan, but inexplicably came back to become a teacher.
Or this school with magic circles and bones buried everywhere, and many supernatural murders.
It's no coincidence at all.
What Sakura Kurumi said about the murderer being most likely the teacher was not wrong.
but.
What she didn't know was that if she changed her body, she wouldn't necessarily be just a teacher.
You can be a student this year and a teacher next year.
Or this year you are a teacher, and next year you have a different teacher body.
For example, this Momoki Kanonai.
Is it possible that he became a teacher for no reason?
Fang Zuo really wanted to pull out his soul and take a look.
But the opponent was able to hide so well in the stadium last time, there is no guarantee that they won’t be able to do so this time.
What's more, he only pulled out a wisp of divine thought, which would alert the enemy.
A veteran evil god.
Very tonic.
Come play with me.
"Uncle, do I look good?" Taomu Kanonai ran down with a 'da, da, da' sound . Fang Zuo raised his eyelids.
Momoki Kanonai took a bath.
Changed into a halter dress with small floral patterns.
Lifting the hem of her skirt at an angle.
Looks playful and cute.
If she had a bit of West Coast flavor at the beginning, now she is a real Sakura girl.
"What are you going to do again?"
Fang Zuo said impatiently.
(End of this chapter)
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