Chapter 116 Beautiful Woman
Abe Noja walked towards Shiraishi Nagimitsu with an elegant posture.
Every step, every pause.
The plump buttocks responded, causing ripples.
"Don't come over here." Shiraishi Nagimitsu stretched out his hand to stop her, "Stay away from me."
"Don't be so repulsive." Abe Noque said with a smile: "I like men too, very much. Otherwise, I wouldn't have made this suggestion."
"So don't be so scared of me."
As she said this she pulled up her uniform skirt.
Seeing that Shiraishi Nagimitsu did not object anymore.
Abe Noja squatted down and lifted up Shiraishi Nagiko's twisted little feet.
Use force with both hands.
"Ah." Shiraishi Nagiko cried out in pain.
Then the pain went away.
She turned her ankle and except for a slight discomfort, it was no different from usual.
Abe Noja stood up, put his hand on the tip of his upturned nose and sniffed.
He showed a look of satisfaction.
"Your man should like it too."
Shiraishi Nagimitsu's face flushed red and she didn't answer.
Abe Nojaku turned and looked out the window.
Looking at the street scene of Nagano Prefecture.
Although it is still prosperous, the buildings are much older.
There haven't been any new buildings built in recent years.
Like all cities in Japan.
Modern and developed.
But it’s old.
"Any country in the world at any stage of economic development needs a strong government with unified powers."
"The great development of the U.S. economy was before World War I, when the federal government had great power, unlike today."
"South Korea was in a military regime when its economy was booming, and similarly, our Japanese government has also had centralized power."
"If we want to rise again, we must have a strong and centralized government."
Abe Noque said lightly.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu also stood up and looked at the scenery outside the window: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in your ambition."
“The so-called rise is even more ridiculous. Do you think the people need what you say?”
“Isn’t Japan rich enough now?”
"What Japan needs now is to focus all its energy on people's livelihood and technology."
“Make people’s lives happier and young people more hopeful”
"Instead of the so-called God Clan, some illusory thing."
"We must not fall back into the abyss."
Abe Noja shook his head and slowly walked to the door: "You still don't know enough about this world."
"It doesn't matter. You will gradually understand the truth, and I believe I can convince you."
"The election is coming soon. I will use many methods to defeat my opponents, and you are no exception."
"So, be careful and see you next time"
Shiraishi Nagimitsu stood politely in front of the door and said with a smile, "Welcome, I'll pay attention."
After Abe Noja walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and leaned close to Shiraishi Nagiko's ear and whispered softly, "You really don't want to consider me? If he can satisfy you, so can I."
Shiraishi Nagiko also leaned close to Abe Nojaku's ear and whispered, "You will never be as good as him. You will never experience that feeling or that limit."
After saying that, while Abe Noque was not paying attention, he suddenly stretched out his little hand and grabbed her fat buttocks.
"This time I caught him for my man."
Then close the door quickly.
Leaning against the door, he couldn't stop laughing triumphantly through Abe Nozaki.
Abe Nosuke was left standing at the door in a bad mood after being attacked again.
When did this woman become like this?
She was becoming more and more curious about the man behind her.
Her cell phone rang. It was her husband Kinnosuke Asai calling.
As Abe Noja listened to the phone, his face gradually turned pale.
A bunch of guys who don't know how to live or die.
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Bonsai Art Museum in Edogawa Ward.
Kana Morisawa looked at the Yamaguchi-gumi members crawling on the ground with an expressionless face.
Still wearing black mourning clothes.
Half of the injured shoulder was exposed.
The wound on my shoulder hasn't healed completely yet.
Still wrapped in white bandages.
A pair of long white legs wrapped in hollow black tights were placed together with the widow's mourning clothes.
There is a contrasting sense of desire.
But this time.
The cadres below no longer looked at Kana Morisawa presumptuously.
Instead, he just crawled there obediently.
The head was pressed tightly against the ground.
After the last attack by the Yamaguchi-gumi, which resulted in the death of many senior officials.
The widow of the seventh generation Kana Morisawa cleansed up the internal forces with iron-blooded means.
Many small leaders and senior cadres fell.
but.
The vacant position was quickly filled by a new person.
There is never a shortage of people in underworld organizations.
These people who came up were the same group of people lying down below.
After losing some senior officials, the strength of the Yamaguchi-gumi declined significantly.
but.
Kana Morisawa has become more in control.
Compared with the previous situation where everyone was fighting on their own, the current combat effectiveness is unprecedentedly high.
[Sumiyoshi-kai] We have been having a lot of headaches recently because of Kim Miding's army of self-media.
Being repeatedly controlled by the government, it retreated to its original nest in Tokyo.
They were not able to occupy territory on a large scale due to the turmoil in the Yamaguchi-gumi.
The trending searches have already dropped.
The government and the people began to slowly forget.
The Sumiyoshi-kai also began to stir.
But the Yamaguchi-gumi has completed its blood transfusion.
Despite the heavy damage in strength.
Kana Morisawa said calmly: "Do you understand the plan just now? If you have any questions, please speak up."
It was quiet.
"Very good, then proceed as planned. First, avoid a direct conflict with the Sumiyoshi-kai and don't let the government focus on the regulation of microfinance companies."
"Secondly, each ministry should control the number of newspapers that businesses order according to the plan. Remember, you can use any means, but do not use violence to hurt people, and do not allow deaths."
"Society is different now, so our approach has to change. People who have absolutely no income, no assets, and even no friends or family are not our customers. We are not allowed to lend them any money, no matter how much."
"Whoever released this kind of mess, the department he belongs to will take it."
"When collecting bad debts, stop throwing paint and dirt on them. Instead, harass them by phone, at their doorstep, and through text messages and apps. Harass everyone in their address book until they pay you back."
"Previous threats of intimidation must no longer be used. They must be replaced with threats of court lawsuits and social relationships."
"Subordinates in all departments must strictly memorize the company's newly released manual on speech techniques, which will be counted in their assessments."
"In short, I will make everyone in the Yamaguchi-gumi rich, so please wait and see."
"Anyone who is dissatisfied with the Yamaguchi-gumi's new rules is dissatisfied with your wallet."
"Our initial target is Tokyo, then Kansai, Japan."
“Then Southeast Asia.”
"Do you understand?"
"Hi!" everyone shouted in response.
Kana Morisawa nodded with satisfaction.
This kind of pleasure of having hundreds of responses to one call is almost comparable to the outburst of sexual desire.
The taste of power is truly intoxicating!
But the emptiness in my body became more intense as time went by.
I haven't seen that man for a long time.
When will I see him again?
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Wait until Nagano Rei leaves.
Fang Zuo’s spiritual thoughts spread out.
Momoki Kanonai's dormitory was empty.
She was not in the bedroom.
But in a small playground not far from him.
He sat on the equipment with his chin in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.
Sighed.
Take out the necklace from around your neck.
Just a tap.
There was a small photo inside . Fang Zuo concentrated his mind.
The photo is of a handsome man.
Wearing an ancient European knight's costume.
Sitting on an armored warhorse.
Majestic.
Momoki Kanonai closed the necklace again.
He sighed again and walked towards the dormitory building with his skateboard.
"What are you looking at?" When she came downstairs, she saw Fang Zuo staring at her strangely, feeling annoyed.
Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows: "Does it hurt?"
Taomu Kanonai was stunned? How did he know that he was swollen and painful?
He also discovered it? I thought this uncle was pretty good.
He's also a nasty man.
"What does it have to do with you, pervert?" Momoki Kanonai put away her expression.
The other person's left senses deteriorated rapidly.
Snorted coldly.
Fang Zuo didn't care either.
Somewhat impatient to see Momoki Kanonai's incense world tonight Fang Zuo closed his eyes again, waiting for the arrival of late night.
The whole school slowly fell silent.
Everyone fell asleep.
But at this moment.
A gust of fragrant wind rushed into Fang Zuo's nose.
At the same time, the fragrant breath made Fang Zuo's face itchy.
"Did you sleep?"
A soft and coquettish voice said.
Fang Zuo opened his eyes.
A beautiful woman's face, mature and seductive, was so close to him that it was about to touch him.
So close that I could smell the fragrance of her every breath.
"Who are you?" Fang Zuo asked with a frown.
I don't know her.
The beautiful woman was wearing a green chiffon top and a plaid long skirt.
Very ordinary outfit.
But Fang Zuo could tell at a glance that the woman's face was not simple.
This mature and beautiful woman has brown hair.
Peach face, willow-shaped eyebrows and bright red lips.
The slightly round face has a natural blush.
There was an indescribable spring feeling at the corner of her mouth.
Flirtatious.
Extremely coquettish.
Flirtatious is the best way to describe her.
There is no other adjective to describe it except coquettish.
There were no deliberate coquettish movements or expressions.
She gently tucked her hair behind her ears.
To just a faint smile.
They all reveal a sense of spring satisfaction.
All the coquettishness is so natural.
Naturally, it makes all men very angry.
"My name is Shinmura Jing." The beautiful woman said softly.
Fang Zuo was stunned, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
Principal Sakura Kikou? "I'm a foreign language teacher at Tokyo Women's University."
"I'm here to report Principal Sakura Kimitsu. She's the murderer. She killed Yuko Shiratori."
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