Chapter 159: Full Bloom
Jin Meiting bit her bright red lips, frowned, cold sweat seeped from the tip of her nose, but she was eagerly expecting.
Two beautiful legs wearing transparent body-shaping stockings were extremely long, raised high and pulled straight by Fang Zuo.
My thoughts returned and I slowly woke up.
What’s different from the past is that this time the familiar figure is still around.
"Boss." Jin Meiting really wanted to throw herself into the man's arms, but she still only dared to prop herself up, slowly moved over, and kneeled beside the man's legs.
While holding his legs, she leaned her little face against him and snuggled up to him with her weak body.
"Is someone from South Korea causing trouble for you?" Fang Zuo looked at Jin Meiting, the youngest among the beautiful women.
In the darkness, a faint light.
The mature, tight and white body was covered in sweat, and the flesh was shining in the moonlight. The body was still trembling slightly in the afterglow.
"Yes." Jin Meiting smiled weakly: "Thanks to the boss for saving me, otherwise I would have been completely controlled."
"I'll give you an address. Go there to find this person and ask him to help you find some capable people. The mercenaries you found are not good enough." Fang Zuo said.
"Okay." Jin Meiting put away the note.
The Yamaguchi-gumi wife I introduced last time helped me a lot, and this one will definitely be of help this time as well.
"When you go back to Korea, I will accompany you," Fang Zuo said.
"Ah!" Jin Meiting looked at Fang Zuo in surprise: "Boss, what's this?"
"I'll go find something to prove my idea and help you vent your anger." Fang Zuo said, "Please contact Cui Bingzhen for me and give this to him. Tell him to stop doing anything and find this place."
Fang Zuo handed a tool he had made to Jin Meiting.
"He knows how to use it. Remember to tell him that if he doesn't work hard on this matter, he won't have to work hard in the future."
"Yes, boss." Jin Meiting took it.
"Don't worry about helping me. I won't put you in any danger." Fang Zuo patted Jin Meiting's head.
She felt a little flattered by this action, and she stroked Fang Zuo's legs like a cat.
Hold a pair of soft and tight.
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Kansai.
The clouds emerge from Huangquan.
This was the ancient country of Izumo, which was rich in beauties. The most beautiful woman in the Warring States Period in Japan came from Izumo.
The place was shrouded in black fog and filled with deathly aura.
Inside the Izumo Shrine.
One of the Twelve Gods of Japan.
Izanami was furious.
Her long hair danced like tentacles, covering one of her eyes.
The other eye emitted a black light.
"You are a bunch of rubbish. You were defeated by Shintoism thousands of years ago. Now you are so weak that you can't even control a small mafia organization."
"Chu Shen, please give us another chance. This time it was an accident." The woman who was kneeling below said, "The Izumo family will not let you down again."
"The Kingdom of God is now mired in war and unable to take care of itself. This is our only chance to return to the Kingdom of God in a thousand years." Izanami sneered:
"For many years, I have been waiting for this opportunity. I must get back everything I lost."
"My brother was also my lover, and he was the murderer who pushed me to the underworld."
"For thousands of years, I have wanted to kill him with my own hands all the time."
"You are not allowed to fail again. Otherwise, you and your Izumo country will have no reason to exist."
The woman kneeling below shuddered, "Yes, I understand, God Izanami."
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Tokyo Women's University.
Momoki Kanonai slept soundly today.
Fang Zuo came to her little world.
It seemed that the saint had suffered damage to her foundation due to her exploits, and she did not appear again.
This time the small world is just a simple room.
There was nothing inside, only a row of iron cabinets in the corner.
Fang Zuo frowned.
"Where are the people?"
No one answered him, the voice was empty.
Fang Zuo vaguely heard breathing sounds coming from the cabinet.
“Pah.”
Fang Zuo opened the cabinet door.
Momoki Kanonai was huddled in the closet, with her hair tied in two ponytails, wearing a large T-shirt, and her white calf socks showing her flesh color.
He covered his face with his hands and sighed.
"Uncle, can you please stop looking for me? I want to be alone and quiet, okay?"
"This is your dream, you have the final say." Fang Zuo shrugged his shoulders: "I don't want to come either."
"I know it was my dream." Momoki Kanonai said with a sad face, "But ever since I dreamed of you, my dream is no longer my dream."
"I can't control my dreams at all."
"Just like a few days ago, how could I have had such a dream? Now I can't even be alone for a while."
Momoki Kanonai held the cabinet with both hands, feeling aggrieved: "I can't hide from you even if I hide in the cabinet."
"Why, you don't want to see me so much?" Fang Zuo touched his chin: "Am I that annoying? That time when I wanted to leave, who held me with both legs and prevented me from getting up? Who bit my shoulder to make me continue? Who held my hand?"
"Stop talking, stop talking, it's me, it's me." Taomu Kanonai crawled out of the closet and sat on the ground, her face flushed with shame, and little pearls fell one by one: "I have been blaming myself every minute, and you still say it."
"My fiancé is coming to Japan and I don't know how to face him. He is so worried and yet you keep saying this, keep saying this."
When talking about the sad part, Momoki Kanonai cried out "wow".
Tears kept flowing down the little face and dripping onto the white T-shirt.
The white cloth was wet with tears, sticking to the skin and forming two small and full curves.
"Why aren't you talking?" Momoki Kanonai looked up and saw the man looking at her intently.
He looked down at his clothes, his body trembled, he bent his knees to cover himself, put his arms on his knees, and buried his head in his arms.
With a "wow" sound, she cried even more sadly.
"Do you feel sorry for your fiancé?" Fang Zuo sat next to her and stroked her back.
Momoki Kanonai resisted at first and dodged the first blow, her body tense.
Then with the second and third strokes, she slowly relaxed her body.
Let Fang Zuo comfort him.
"Of course, after all, I was the one who betrayed him."
"Actually, this isn't really a betrayal." Fang Zuo soothed him, "I took the initiative. Strictly speaking, you're also a victim."
"But, I feel very comfortable." Momoki Kanono shouted righteously.
Fang Zuo: I don’t know how to comfort her.
"Also." Momoki Kanonai swallowed and wiped her tears: "I haven't even been on a date, and I'm suddenly no longer a girl."
"If you're not a girl, what else could you be?"
"Woman"
Fang Zuo: "That's easy. Let's go on a date. Let's go now." Fang Zuo pulled her up and asked, "What do you want to do most on a date?"
"Eat, eat ramen."
"Then go eat."
"How do you eat it?"
"Isn't this your dream? What's wrong with having a date and eating ramen in a dream?" Fang Zuo said.
"It seems to make sense." Momoki Kanonai stopped crying and stood up: "Will this be bad?"
"I've already been betrayed, so I don't care about eating ramen." Fang Zuo bewitched, "Besides, he's just a fiancé, so just break off the engagement and that's it."
"Cancel the engagement?" Momoki Kanonai was stunned.
"break off an engagement."
"Okay, break off the engagement." Momoki Kanonai gritted her teeth and said, "This is good for David, too. I am already an impure woman."
"You're really not a woman." Fang Zuo said helplessly, "You're quite easy to deceive."
The next moment.
The scene changed, and the two appeared on a busy street.
Fang Zuo recognized that this was a small street next to Tokyo Women's University.
He stretched out his hand and wanted to hug Momoki Kanonai's waist, but her waist was too short for her delicate body.
I had no choice but to put my arm around her shoulders and pull her towards me.
"Uncle, what are you doing?"
"It's a date, we're not going to go our separate ways."
"Oh, that's a bit too tight."
"You've never been on a date?"
“No, I have been in the church since I was a child.”
“The religious concentration camp?”
"Shh, can't say that. Even in a dream, the gods will hear it." Momoki Kanonai covered Fang Zuo's mouth with her small hands and looked around in horror.
Came to a small ramen shop.
Ordered two bowls of ramen.
"Uncle, what's your name?" Momoki Kanonai asked.
"Fang Zuo."
"Fang Zuo? How come he has the same name as that pervert in school?" Momoki Kanonai propped up her little head and said, "Didn't I tell you that there's a pervert in our school who's really disgusting?"
"Ahem." Fang Zuo quickly changed the subject and asked, "When did your dream begin?"
"The day I become a saint." Momoki Kanonai said obediently: "God gave it to me."
"Have you ever done something exaggerated in your dreams?" Fang Zuo asked tentatively, "For example, killing someone?"
"No." Momoki Kanonai shook her little head vigorously.
"What's the most exaggerated thing?"
"Cheating."
Fang Zuo: The noodles are served.
Momoki Kanonai ate happily with big mouthfuls, her little face full of joy.
If it weren't for the tear marks on her face, you wouldn't have known she was sad.
Fang Zuo also took a bite.
Although it was only in her little world, even eating seemed so real.
The mouthful of noodles he took turned into a wisp of incense in Fang Zuo's body, running everywhere.
After Fang Zuo refined it, it had no meaning at all, as if it were waste residue.
"Has the god ever told you whether your dream will be taken away or lost?" Fang Zuo asked again.
"No, it has something to do with the incense of faith." Momoki Kanonai said: "Every saint and disciple knight has the mark of faith left by the gods."
Fang Zuo suddenly thought of the mark of heaven and earth given to Yingkong Kurumi, which also replaced the mark of faith.
It seems like it's time to try to kill a powerful god.
"Uncle, please eat." Momoki Kanono raised her little head: "Hey~~~ We are on a date, okay? Why are you not professional at all?"
"Why do you look so scary? What are you doing, uncle?"
"You don't want to do this again, do you?"
Momoki Kanonai hugged her own small body with both hands.
He looked at Fang Zuo with a vigilant look.
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Feng Dielian was wearing an OL uniform, and under her skirt was a pair of slender honey-colored legs wrapped in stockings.
Looking around impatiently.
"Hey, hey, hey, be more professional, Deputy Fengdielian." Yingkong Kurumi sat in the car, enjoying the air conditioning, eating sliced honeydew melon, and talking into the communicator: "Do you look like a white-collar worker at all?"
"Will the criminal come out when he sees you? This criminal from the demon department raped three girls and injured more than a dozen police officers in one night. Where is your sense of responsibility as a member of the police force?"
"Yingkong Kurumi, have you had enough? Don't go too far!" Feng Dielian gritted her teeth and said to the communicator, "I changed my appearance five times in two days to seduce the prisoner. Don't go too far."
"Look at what you said." Yingkong Kurumi said righteously: "This is to serve the people. As a police officer, don't you have this awareness?"
"Then why don't you come?" Feng Dielian said angrily.
"It's simple. I'm your boss." Yingkong Kurumi chewed the honeydew melon, which was crisp and sweet. "If you don't want to do it, it's easy. You just need to promise one thing."
"Speak!" Feng Dielian took a deep breath and said.
"Be my undercover."
"Undercover?" Feng Dielian sneered, "You won't let me be an undercover agent for the Kyushu Ashiya family, will you?"
"Smart, it's not difficult for you, as long as you reveal some of their plans."
"Don't even think about it." Feng Dielian said heavily.
"Then there's no other way. Please, Deputy Feng Dielian, start walking. Yes, just like that. Be a little coquettish. Twist your waist and swing your hips. Do you understand? Yes, yes, that's it! Now, grab your breasts!"
"Yingkong Kurumi!!!" Feng Dielian yelled frantically into the communicator.
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The Yamaguchi-gumi inside its newest headquarters building in Tokyo.
Rena Morisawa looked at Fukuda Haru, the second-in-command of the Sumiyoshi-kai, who was kneeling in front of her, sneered, and took out a mirror to look at her makeup.
The fat man kept his head pressed tightly against the floor, not daring to raise his head without permission.
The pressure brought to him by the woman above was even greater than that brought to him by President Nishiguchi Shigeo.
This beautiful lady of the Yamaguchi-gumi took over half of the Sumiyoshi-kai's territory in just a few months.
More and more people began to defect to the Yamaguchi-gumi.
The most important thing is that many businesses have begun to voluntarily join the Yamaguchi-gumi.
Voluntarily pay money to subscribe to the Yamaguchi-gumi's so-called Financial Times.
The reason is that the Yamaguchi-gumi not only protects their public security but also prevents them from being harassed by other underworld gangs.
I also often help them with some handy tasks, such as occasionally taking over flyers from businesses and handing them out while walking.
There is even a female shop owner who has been ordering directly from the Financial Times for 10 years.
The reason was that she was being abused by her husband. She called the police several times, but the police were unable to help.
Once, after her husband accidentally complained to a member of the Yamaguchi-gumi, he was arrested.
After coming back, not only did he never beat himself again, he also often washed his feet and cooked for himself. He even never went to the brothel again and handed in his homework on time every day.
This kind of thing made the female store owner take out fruit snacks in a friendly manner when she saw the Yamaguchi-gumi members, as if she had seen her own family.
Very kind.
Just when Futian Haru was sweating all over and didn't know whether he should speak.
The beautiful mature woman from the Yamaguchi-gumi finally spoke up, "Where's Nishiguchi Shigeo? Why didn't he come?"
(End of this chapter)
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