Chapter 266: A New Sister
"When did you find out?"
Fang Zuo watched Feng Dielian's delicate little pearls falling one by one.
She pursed her red lips, feeling very aggrieved.
"Pa" Fang Zuo slapped the thin buttocks wrapped in flesh-colored stockings.
"I discovered it on the first day." Fang Zuo leaned close to her ear and said, "You copied her face, but how can you copy her figure? Even if the height and chest circumference are similar, the texture of her skin is different."
"Ah~~! You you you" Feng Dielian moaned softly when she was beaten, her little face flushed with shame.
In the past, when I wore an artist’s mask, I could deceive myself by thinking that I was pretending to be Sakura Kurumi.
Accompany Fang Zuo to do all kinds of extremely embarrassing things.
No matter what shameful actions or humiliating words, I said them out loud without any scruples.
But now thinking back, she just wanted to find a crack to crawl into.
Would he think I was that kind of woman? Feng Dielian's face and chest blushed, and her red lips, which were already painted with lip gloss, became even more vivid.
Tiny beads of sweat appeared all over my body due to tension.
Even though her snow-white skin was wrapped in flesh-colored hip stockings, it looked unusually red under the light.
The flushed skin and flesh-colored stockings blend together, bringing a unique charm and sexiness.
"That means..." Feng Dielian's little head instantly became filled with blood.
All the actions and words that had been prepared were thrown away completely.
Ashiya Dosan pressed harder and harder.
This finally made her make a decision.
tonight.
She was determined to confront him honestly and confess everything.
As for what the man decides to do, even if it means killing himself, he will accept it calmly.
But I didn't expect that the man knew everything I did.
Since you know, why do you still ask, "Then why do you?" Feng Dielian hasn't finished speaking.
The masculine scent came to her face, and the man blocked her red lips.
"Let's talk about it later. Now is not the time to talk about things." Fang Zuo held Feng Dielian in his arms, supporting her back with one hand. His left hand stroked her smooth back, feeling the delicate skin.
My right hand feels the softness and elasticity of the stockings
Light.
The room felt as if a typhoon had swept through it.
It's a mess.
Feng Dielian opened her red lips, so tired that she didn't even want to move her fingers.
The fragrant breath caressed the man's chest.
Like a kitten.
Her black hair was wet with sweat and her cheeks were still flushed.
Fang Zuo patted her smooth back considerately.
"Yes, I know everything." Fang Zuo nodded: "Yakura Sora Kurumi told me everything about your background."
"Don't worry, I'm here."
The words "I'm here" made Feng Dielian's eyes red.
Suddenly I felt like everything was lifted off my shoulders.
Maybe, I can be a little more selfish and live more for myself.
He managed to stand up with his hands and kissed her.
"Then what about our business?" Feng Dielian still had something in her heart that she couldn't let go of.
She really didn't want to destroy the relationship and tacit understanding that she and Sakura Kurumi had worked so hard to build because of this.
"She doesn't know this, I didn't tell her." Fang Zuo asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"
"I'll confess to her tomorrow." Feng Dielian shrank her head and rubbed her face against the man's chest.
The touch of her skin made her reluctant to leave.
"Whether she hits me or scolds me, I will accept it. Anyway, I won't compete with her for you. You belong to her. I only hope..." Feng Dielian's eyes turned red, and another small pearl fell and dripped on the man's chest.
She quickly wiped it off with her little hand and continued, "I just hope that you can come and see me once in a while."
"That won't work." Fang Zuo shook his head.
Feng Dielian felt a chill in her heart, her face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Then we won't meet again in the future."
"That's even worse." The man shook his head again.
Feng Dielian raised her head and looked at the man in confusion.
"Let's go together." The man waved his hand and lifted Feng Dielian up again with both hands.
"Oh, I really can't take it anymore." Feng Dielian's face was half frightened and half expectant.
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Inside the Ariake Arena in Tokyo.
There were crowds of people, and the audience stands were packed.
What is different from the past is that all the faces here are from Japan.
The people here today are filled with people of all skin colors from all over the world.
The World Boxing King Tournament, Asia Division will be held in Tokyo in a few days.
Asia has the most quota of 4 places, which leads to most of the world's players going to Tokyo to see if they can get a place.
As the host country, Japan, the two champions of Kanto and Kansai automatically advance to the top 16 in Asia and then compete for the top 4 places.
Inside the fighting cage.
A muscular black boxer stares intently at his opponent's punches.
He is a talented boxer from an African tribe, his hands wrapped with a mysterious vine given to him by the tribal wizard.
These vines can greatly enhance his endurance.
A bright round moon suddenly rose in his pupils, and then this huge moon quickly disappeared into a black hole, and finally became a gravitational singularity.
Then the singularity disappears.
A petite pink fist, soft and fragile, even with manicure.
It just appeared in his pupils.
The fist grew rapidly, not even giving him time to think.
The fighting spirit of the fist enveloped all the blood and energy in his body, and the power blocked all his directions of escape.
The black boxer reacted quickly, raising his arms and crossing them, trying to block the punch.
But this seemingly soft pink fist and brightly colored nail polish bring out a strange glow.
Hit his arms.
There was a loud bang.
The white man was hit hard by the force of the fist on the gladiator cage made of special metal.
The boxer's arms were broken and he was wailing in pain on the ground.
The owner of the pink fist slowly retracted his fist, turned around and opened the door of the fighting cage.
The "master" who left and the mistress who came back from leave with Jin Meiting stood beside Zhang Benhe obediently.
He looked at the audience who were roaring and shouting, "Now that Nagano Rei has done this, they have seen all of her special moves."
Zhang Benhe hasn't spoken yet.
A young monk nearby said with disdain: "Just watch, so what? How can a real boxer be afraid of this?"
Xiao San glanced at the young monk named Erlong, rolled his eyes, and didn't want to talk to him.
This Shaolin monk who also came to participate in the competition has a very high status in the entire Buddhist community in the country.
Apart from being respectful towards Zhang Benhe, he was quite arrogant and had been ordering his brothers around these days.
Xiao San, Xiao Wu and their fellow disciples were annoyed just by looking at these two dragons.
Zhang Benhe ignored the two juniors behind him.
He looked at Nagano Rei, only to see her lowering her head and walking into the inner room like a zombie.
After he finished fighting, even his steps seemed stiff, and his small figure seemed extremely lonely and desolate.
It seemed as if she was the one who lost.
"She has been very sad recently because of Master Fang's disappearance, so it would be good for her to vent." Zhang Benhe sighed.
"Master, do you think Master Fang can do it?" Xiao San said after hesitating for a while.
"Shut up." Zhang Benhe interrupted Xiao San's words and said, "Master Fang will be fine. You have never been with Master Fang before, so you don't know what he has been through."
Master Fang?
Erlong was listening nearby with a somewhat surprised look on his face. It was the first time he heard Senior Brother Zhang address someone else with such respect.
Brother Zhang, a lay disciple from the Buddhist sect, entered Taoism through martial arts.
His cultivation has reached the level of a high-level cultivator.
He never thought there was someone he could be so respectful to.
Inside the practice field.
"Boom, boom, boom" loud noises continued to be heard.
Nagano Rei had just finished the competition. She was wearing a gray T-shirt that revealed half of her waist, and was frantically hitting the alloy target in front of her.
A few strands of wet hair stuck to her chest and forehead.
Sweat soaked the gray T-shirt fabric into black.
The alloy target was covered with pits.
The gladiators nearby hid aside and did not dare to come forward to provoke him.
This little woman has been boxing like a madman these days, desperately.
The black boxer who stepped forward to provoke today was lucky enough not to be killed.
There was a famous European boxer who had arrived here a few days earlier to prepare for the fight. He was not afraid of death and came up to tease him.
Then, with Nagano Rei's faint "one-on-one challenge", they entered the cage.
The result was that the white man's fists were beaten all over by Rei Nagano in the cage.
Many bones in the body were broken.
The audience exclaimed continuously.
You know, this boxer is said to be the number one gladiator of the European Brotherhood of Steel and a seeded player with great hope of getting a qualifying spot from each continent.
As a result, after the two started fighting, the woman didn't even give the other person a chance to test herself, and she used her ultimate move right away.
Unfortunately, the boxer was knocked flying while he was still gathering his energy, and his body was hit dozens of times by Nagano Rei while in the air.
The whole person was hit by Nagano Rei's pair of pink fists flying rapidly in the air. The force was like a random shot shooting a bird, and he flew in the sky for a long time before falling down.
After falling, his body was twisted beyond recognition.
If Zhang Benhe hadn't stepped in to stop him, he would have been beaten to death in the fighting cage.
For a while.
Fighters all over the world know this little Ryukyu girl named Nagano Rei.
This woman has a small body and her punches leave no trace.
It just so happens that the power of her qi and blood is so great that when she releases her ultimate move, a bright moon appears in the sky, and then it disappears into a singularity. In the end, all the energy is in her fist.
The power is indeed astonishing.
It's hard to tell where this trick was passed down from, but I heard that he figured it out on his own.
He has understood the secrets at such a young age. His talent makes all the boxers present ashamed.
Nagano Rei's recent record of winning all 21 single combat matches has made all the gladiators afraid to talk to her casually.
Everyone knows that this woman, who becomes more beautiful the more you look at her, has a very bad temper.
Now she treats anyone she catches as the murderer of her father and will challenge them in a fight if they disagree with her.
Master, where have you been? Are you okay?
Nagano Rei punched the alloy target frantically.
I silently recited Fang Zuo's name in my heart.
Uncle Zhang said you will be fine, but I am still very worried about you.
Please come out soon and reply to my message.
Nagano Rei's punches are getting faster and faster.
The mind moves the whole body, and qi and blood flow through it.
Nagano Rei's mind went blank, and everyone around her noticed that she was in a bad condition.
“That’s not how you practice boxing.”
Following a faint voice, a hand was placed on her shoulder.
"Looking for death." Nagano Rei came back to her senses instantly. There were still people who were not afraid of death and dared to harass her.
She punched back viciously.
My fist was wrapped in a warm big hand.
"Oh, so fierce!!!" a familiar voice came.
Nagano Rei's body trembled violently, as if she couldn't believe it and was afraid that it was all an illusion when she looked back.
She walked into the lounge step by step with her arms hanging down and her head lowered.
"Oh, if you don't care about me, I'll leave." Fang Zuo shrugged. It seemed that he was being too sentimental.
The words haven't finished yet.
A petite body slammed into his arms with great force.
“Wuwuwu! Master! You are so mean. I am sweating all over. Why are you back at this time? Wuwuwu!!”
Nagano Rei cried very sadly, her tears kept flowing down her fair face.
My whole body was shaking.
Tiny beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and the excitement drained all the strength in her body.
"You haven't come for a long time." Nagano Rei sobbed, "I thought you didn't want me anymore. Wuuuu!!"
Fang Zuo rolled his eyes, as if he had never wanted her.
The crying sound suddenly stopped.
Nagano Rei stopped sobbing and left Fang Zuo's arms as if she had discovered something. She looked at her wet T-shirt and put her nose close to the sweat stains and smelled them.
With a "wow" sound, she cried even more sadly.
It stinks!!! The master smelled it all!!
Fang Zuo patted Nagano Rei's little head and looked her up and down. He felt like something was wrong. Why did the pair of plump curves become flat ?
Nagano Rei, with blurry eyes, saw Fang Zuo looking at her, so she came closer and pulled open the collar of her T-shirt.
A faint smell of sweat and milk rushed out.
All I saw was a tight bra restraining these originally active curves.
"It's inconvenient to box otherwise." Nagano Rei said with a sob.
Fang Zuo was about to say something when someone suddenly interrupted from behind.
"Master Fang, you are really here."
A trembling and old voice came from behind.
Fang Zuo looked back.
An elderly monk in monk's robes was looking at him in disbelief.
When he saw Fang Zuo turning his head and confirmed his appearance, the old monk was so frightened that he trembled all over and quickly fell to the ground on all fours.
"Greetings, Master Fang." The old monk prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly: "Long time no see."
Erlong beside him was so frightened that he didn't know what to do.
Master, what happened? Is this young man Master Fang? In the inner room of the arena.
Fang Zuo sat on the cushion.
Zhang Benhe and the old monk prostrated themselves in front of Fang Zuo obediently.
Erlong and Xiaosan followed and knelt behind.
Nagano Rei stood beside Fang Zuo. She quickly took a shower and changed into clean clothes. She hung a large towel around her neck and sniffed her body from time to time to see if there was any sour smell on it.
Fang Zuo had no expression on his face.
But Zhang Benhe and the old monk could feel his anger.
They trembled, looked at each other, and dared not speak.
"Tell me first, how did she know I was in Japan?" Fang Zuo asked Zhang Benhe indifferently.
"This..." Zhang Benhe hesitated for a moment, then sighed and said, "My second junior brother ran back to Europe and told my third junior brother in Europe about Master Fang's situation in Tokyo."
"Third Junior Brother has admired Master Fang for a long time and has always regarded Master Fang as an idol. He spread the news back to China, so she knew about it."
"Did she say anything?" Fang Zuo asked.
"She asked you to help her do something." Zhang Benhe took out a letter and handed it to Fang Zuo.
Fang Zuo took it, tore open the envelope and took out the letter paper.
Written in beautiful handwriting on it were the words: "You son of a bitch, you failed, didn't you? You deserved it!! Who told you to abandon me? If you can get me this thing in Japan, I will forgive you a little, just a little."
Below were written a bunch of professional instruments that Fang Zuo couldn’t understand.
Fang Zuo put away the letter and said to the old monk: "You can tell me your story now."
"Has your Buddhist sect fallen to this extent? Are you so short of money? All the longevity deeds of thirteen temples in the country were bought by a Japanese man."
"It was all taken over by the deacons of the various temples. The amount of money they gave was huge. By the time we found out, it was too late." The old monk looked embarrassed. "Now there is a lot of shouting and cursing. We know we are wrong."
"Master Fang, please help us this time considering your connection with Buddhism." The old monk pleaded.
"Where can I find someone for you in Japan? I'm a monk, not an internet-connected camera." Fang Zuo said expressionlessly.
"Originally I asked Junior Brother Zhang to help, but he has limited connections and has not been able to find Master Fang. I heard from that person that Master Fang is here, so I had to shamelessly take advantage of this Sino-Japanese Buddhist cultural exchange to come here." The old monk smiled and said, "Master Fang is well-known in China for his connections and methods. I believe that in Japan, this is no big deal for Master Fang."
Fang Zuo pondered for a while.
"Okay, but there's a condition. I want a clay sculpture of Acalanatha passed down from the White Horse Temple," Fang Zuo said.
"Ah, this." The old monk raised his head and looked at Fang Zuo in surprise, then lowered his head hesitantly.
"Come on, I'm not afraid to tell you, those big shots above us are all gone, the Heaven Palace is empty, so I failed. Go back and ask those old guys in the Buddhist sect, they should have noticed something." Fang Zuo said coldly: "The incense donations in China are probably also very slow now. The incense donations from the Buddhist and Taoist sects in Japan have all dissipated."
"I don't know what those big shots are doing out there right now. I don't think they'll be back."
"Why do you still keep them? Besides, I only want the clay statue of Acalanatha, not the relics of Sakyamuni."
"Go and ask for permission. If you agree, I will help you get back the longevity deeds of the thirteen temples. Otherwise, forget it."
"No need to ask, I agree." The old monk gritted his teeth.
The longevity deeds of thirteen Buddhist temples were bought out by a Japanese man with a pseudonym and are now enshrined in the Japanese.
This has long been criticized in the country, and it is no exaggeration to say that it has been criticized by thousands of people.
If we don’t buy them back, I’m afraid these temples will be covered with paint in the future.
"Okay." Fang Zuo nodded. "Send the stuff to me right away. I want it right away. Also, do you have any clues about the Japanese who bought all the longevity deeds of the Buddhist sect?"
"Yes, yes." The old monk hurriedly took out a few photos and handed them to Fang Zuo.
Fang Zuo picked it up and flipped through it.
These are all travel photos of a woman taken by a camera at various temples.
"Can't find this woman at domestic customs?" Fang Zuo frowned.
Logically speaking, even if there is a photo, it cannot be found by simply comparing it with the entry documents.
"She has a fake passport." The old monk smiled awkwardly, "She came to China in such secrecy. She might be a member of a big family in Japan."
"Okay, I'll look for it." Fang Zuo took out his cell phone and took a photo.
Just as he was about to leave, Nagano Rei grabbed his clothes and hugged his legs tightly, refusing to let him go.
The little face looked up at Fang Zuo pitifully.
Zhang Ben and a few others coughed tactfully and left quickly.
Fang Zuo only let Nagano Rei go after she promised him that he would continue his duty at Tokyo Women's University.
After exiting the arena.
Fang Zuo sent a few photos to Yingkong Kurumi and asked her to check the police database.
Since this woman is of such a high status, perhaps only the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department knows who she is.
Otherwise, the information you find may be false.
As for these instruments Fang Zuo looked at the rotten letter paper and sighed.
There's nothing I can do about it. It's my fault for owing her.
I'm afraid only Zhou Yuanyan can understand these things.
Inside the underground research institute of Tokyo Women's University.
Fang Zuo looked at Zhou Yuanyan in confusion as he looked at the laboratory where almost half of the instruments had been moved away.
"As soon as you left, that woman came looking for you. I was afraid that you would get angry and tear my place apart after being raped." Zhou Yuanyan sighed:
"Fortunately, after the daughter of the first god escaped and failed to find you, she came back obediently."
"It may be that the courtship response caused by the period has disappeared. Now she is very normal. Not only has her height returned to normal, but her personality has also returned to that of a girl."
Zhou Yuanyan pressed the button on the remote control next to him.
Inside the monitor screen.
The daughter of the primordial god was playing an online game with great interest, wearing a T-shirt and denim shorts, sitting with her legs crossed.
When I was in the mood, I picked up a bottle of Coke and drank it in big gulps.
There are all kinds of snacks and McDonald's burgers piled up next to it.
"Now I'm no different from an internet addict, except that I can't gain weight and my appetite is terrifying." Zhou Yuanyan sighed: "By the way, why did you come to see me?"
Fang Zuo took out a piece of letter paper and gave it to Zhou Yuanyan: "Do you know this thing? Can you get it?"
Zhou Yuanyan took it.
"These are all high-tech instruments for making chips. They are owned by NEC Corporation and Sumitomo Electric Industries, Ltd. in Japan respectively." Zhou Yuanyan looked at them carefully and said, "NEC Corporation belongs to the Mitsui Group, and Sumitomo Electric Industries, Ltd. belongs to the Sumitomo Group of Japan. They are all high-tech instruments and are not for sale."
"Mitsui Group?" Fang Zuo was stunned.
Isn't this our own thing?
"Okay, I'm leaving now." Fang Zuo nodded: "By the way, Yuan Hong is here, don't you want to meet him?"
"Forget it, it's the same whether we meet or not." Zhou Yuanyan sighed.
"Isn't that cheap?" Fang Zuo said and turned away.
We arrived at the headquarters of the agency not far from the Japan Bay.
An extremely luxurious office building.
Inside the huge flat office.
Two full walls of floor-to-ceiling glass windows.
The entire Tokyo Bay is within sight.
Ayakata Kawakita and the cat-girl sisters came over happily.
All three women were wearing uniforms.
Hebei Caiying has a tall and slender figure, with a pair of beautiful legs wrapped in gray stockings.
The plump, white and soft feet were covered with gray stockings, just stepping on the white wool carpet.
The cat-girl sisters made a 'bang' sound.
Four furry pink ears popped out.
Two people, one on the left and one on the right, held Fang Zuo's thighs and sat on Fang Zuo's shoes.
The little head rubbed against Fang Zuo's leg, meowing.
Hebei Caiying sat astride Fang Zuo's thighs, resting her little head on Fang Zuo's chest, smelling Fang Zuo's scent.
It took Fang Zuo a long time to pull his hands away from the three women who were "hanging" on him.
"NEC Electric Equipment Co., Ltd." Kawakita Ayaka frowned and couldn't remember.
The cat girl raised her hand: "Report to the devil, she is with that woman Yuya Mikami!"
Mikami Yua?
Fang Zuo frowned. Who is this?
"Hey~~~~Aren't we going to have a new sister?" the cat girl's younger sister said loudly.
"Asshole, don't speak so loudly when I tell you to tell the truth!" The cat girl sister covered her sister's mouth with her hand.
(End of this chapter)
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