Chapter 283: Two beautiful women of justice surrender, the truth of the world
Late at night.
Shibuya SKY Bar has closed down long ago.
On the rooftop.
Two white bodies put together.
There were tiny beads of sweat all over my body.
Crystal clear under the moon.
Like two Aries, their bodies look even more attractive.
Masami Miura crawled on the ground, not caring about the dirt.
The cold rooftop floor couldn't keep away the burning heat on my body.
Her knees were red and she looked at the man in front of her in confusion.
His body was covered with bruises.
Tequila dripped from the corners of her red lips.
Mixed with my own saliva.
Hojo Sakura was crawling on the side in the same posture.
The knees are worn out.
The tight yoga pants had already been torn into a big hole.
The thong strap around the waist had broken.
I don't know where the thin piece of cloth went.
A few obvious palm prints made her surrender instantly after struggling slightly at first.
Even indulge in it.
The table and chairs on the rooftop were broken and fell to the side.
They deeply felt how strong and compact the muscles of the man in front of them were.
Broad and thick pectoral muscles, and angular abdominal muscles that bulge with power.
Especially the arms and legs were so strong and agile that they were unbelievable.
Even though the two men were paralyzed and unable to move, it was just an appetizer for the other party.
In a flash.
Masami Miura and Sakura Hojo appeared in the bathroom of a room in a luxury hotel.
The two of them lay side by side in the huge bathtub.
Under the light.
Both of them are petite.
Masami Miura has a slender frame, but her body is plump, fair and full.
It is loose and soft, and the sense of force is excellent.
Hojo Sakura is slightly taller, and due to long-term yoga and fitness, her skin is slightly honey-colored, smooth as fat and full of elasticity.
Easily stretch your legs into a straight line.
The warm water poured down, stimulating the alcohol that had not yet dissipated in their bodies.
They know what awaits them.
Lie in a bathtub as white as bone china.
Like the plump rose tuna sushi laid out on white rice, just waiting to be devoured.
The sun rises.
Miura Masami's fair body trembled and she opened her eyes slightly.
A figure was sitting nearby with his legs hugged.
Hojo Sakura.
Masami Miura climbed up with difficulty.
The originally fair body looked even whiter and colder because of its paleness and weakness.
The feeling of being absorbed is like an addiction.
Even though I know that I am being drained time and time again, I still keep expecting.
The curtains were drawn open, and sunlight poured in from the window, shining on Hojo Sakurana's skin.
Still not wearing any clothes.
In fact, it had already shattered into pieces and no one knew where it had fallen.
Her intact skin was shiny and delicate, while the bruises were more obvious with purple and blue.
Masami Miura looked down and saw that he was the same.
Looking at the mess and noticing Hojo Sakura looking at her, she shyly pulled the quilt up a little.
"What's there to hide? From last night till now, I've seen everything at such a close distance." Hojo Sakura heard the noise and turned around to take a look, with a mocking look on her face.
That's different from the current scene. Those embarrassing things. Miura Masami thought so in her heart but didn't say it out loud.
"Should we call the police?" Miura Masami asked Hojo Sakurana with a red face and a slight breath.
"Call the police? Call what police? Let Sakura Kurumi see us like this? And then one of us will be naked in front of her with a blanket wrapped around us to record our statements?" Hojo Sakura said sarcastically, "Besides, don't you know what you looked like last night? I didn't expect you to be so horny."
Miura Masami's pale face turned red, and she said angrily: "You are the same, you were in a hurry to go up and pushed me away."
"So... why call the police?" The blush on Hojo Sakurana's face, which had not yet faded away, surged up again, and she snorted coldly to cover it up.
"Then why are you sitting there in a daze? I thought you were sad." Miura Masami felt a little aggrieved. He clearly just wanted to show some concern for her.
"Come on, what era is this? Besides, we..." Hojo Sakurana was embarrassed to continue.
Miura Masami understood what she meant: "So what are you thinking about?"
"I'm wondering who he is," Hojo Sakura said, "I've read the information about the most dangerous registered Onmyojis in Japan, and he's not on the list."
"Is it possible that he is not Japanese? He still has electricity." Masami Miura's neck and face turned red.
Speaking of this, Hojo Sakurana also felt a tingling sensation all over.
Recalling this brings both fear and satisfaction.
"He is not on the list of foreign psychics. I will investigate this matter carefully when I return. This matter cannot be left unclear." Hojo Sakura bit her lower lip and looked at the many finger pinch marks and palm prints on her body.
"What should we do now? How do we get out?" Masami Miura said in a low voice.
"How can we get out? We don't have cell phones or clothes. You ask me, who should I ask?" Hojo Sakura sneered and said, "I don't understand why everything happened after I provoked that Sakura Kurumi."
Miura Masami was stunned, it seemed like it was true: "Which hotel is this? Is this phone working?"
As she spoke, she twitched her sore legs, wanting to look at the hotel's service phone number beside the bed.
The pulled wound made her gasp.
"Don't look at it. I've called the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo." Hojo Sakura said, "I contacted the butler and he will send us the phone number later. As for other things, such as the identity of the man, he doesn't know."
"Didn't you reveal your identity as a prosecutor?" asked Masami Miura.
"You go and tell him that when he comes you can show off your identity as Chief Justice." Hojo Sakurana glanced at him fiercely.
Who would admit their identity when it is such a shameful thing?
Masami Miura didn't say anything, but she understood what he meant. She would never admit her identity even if she was beaten to death.
How do you explain this?
Two women appeared inexplicably in a hotel room, and they were not even guests of the room.
Then, wrapped in a bath towel, she shamelessly told the housekeeper that she was a justice of the Supreme Court of Japan? "You should worry about something else," Hojo Sakura said unhappily.
"What?" Miura Masami was stunned.
"Didn't you notice something new on my neck?" Hojo Sakura reached out and touched her neck to indicate.
Masami Miura saw a thin metal necklace tied around Hojo Sakurana's slender neck, with a short ring in the middle of the necklace.
"When did you buy the necklace? It's very beautiful." Miura Masami was a little confused: "Why didn't I see it yesterday?"
"Touch your own neck." Hojo Sakura rolled her eyes.
Miura Masami raised his hand and touched it, and sure enough, he also had "This is..." Miura Masami was stunned, a little confused.
"This ring is used to connect the leash." Hojo Sakura's face flushed. "Don't you know what this is? Not only has your body been damaged since last night, but your brain has been damaged as well."
"This is a pet chain. I was wondering what I would do if my colleagues found out it was this."
Hojo Sakura gritted her teeth.
You don't have to guess where those people are thinking. "Ah?" Miura Masami opened her red lips.
Lost my mind on the spot.
I have a court hearing tomorrow?
Can't this thing be cut? ——————
In Chiyoda Villa.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu was sleeping soundly on the sofa lying on her side.
Various pillows and backrests are scattered around.
There were also some documents scattered on the ground.
She was wearing a small black vest and a floral skirt.
A pair of huge monsters pulled the curve of the vest into an exaggerated parabola.
With her hair tied up and delicate facial features, she slept peacefully and calmly.
After moisturizing, her skin is now smoother.
A pair of beautiful legs with perfect proportions, and the toes are painted with bean paste-colored nail polish.
Fang put his left arm around her, and the intoxicating touch made him unable to help but admire it.
When Shiraishi Nagimitsu felt this familiar embrace in her sleep, she knew that her man was behind her.
He muttered in his sleep and leaned his head closer.
Then he suddenly realized something, opened his eyes and smiled happily.
A pair of arms reached over, offered red lips, and kissed the man passionately.
The softness at the ferry's exit and the crazy demands.
Then she slowly loosened her arms and looked at her man in surprise.
He sat up and said with a half-smile: "Why are you naked?"
= "I had a fight with some bugs." Fang Zuo looked down at himself and said with a smile, "I used up all the clothes you prepared for me."
"Huh, I thought you just came back from a fight with some female fairies." Shiraishi Nagiko gently leaned over: "Fortunately, I prepared a lot of sets for you yesterday, I'll get them later."
"Did you buy it especially for me?" Fang Zuo knew that Shiraishi Nagimitsu seldom went shopping alone. She was a typical working woman.
"Well, I can't let my man be naked after a fight." Shiraishi Nagi held Fang Zuo tightly with his arms: "Even if it's a fight with a female fairy."
Shiraishi Nagi panted and leaned close to the man's ear and said, "Nunu wants to have breakfast. Hurry up and carry me into the room. Shiraishi Mei will come down."
"Let her see." Fang Zuo said with a smile after reading it.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu bit her lower lip, her little face flushed as she snuggled into the man's arms.
Although she knew that the man was joking, her man was the boss and she could say whatever he said.
After a long time.
"We're going to visit the set in a few days and go to Osaka to watch the movie Yui is filming." Shiraishi Nagimitsu collapsed in the man's arms.
"What type of movie?" Fang Zuo asked curiously.
He has also seen several of Takeshi Kitano's movies. Although he cannot be called a fan, he is very interested in them.
"Before filming started, Miss Jin brought the script to me and I took a rough look at it. She asked for my opinion. It's about the underworld." Shiraishi Nagimitsu drew circles around the man's chest with her small hands.
"Gangster theme?" Fang Zuo was stunned.
Yakuza 4? I thought it was an art film like Kikujiro's Summer, how could it be a gangster film? Did Yui Oda wear a headband and play with guns?
Is this Takeshi Kitano’s latest violent aesthetic?
"Kitano Takeshi praised Oda Yui a lot at a recent press conference. Maybe they have some affinity as grandfather and granddaughter." Shiraishi Nagiko said, "The specific plot of the script is controlled by Miss Jin. I'm not a professional so I don't understand it very well, but it seems that she has encountered some troubles recently."
"What's wrong?" Fang Zuo touched Shiraishi Nagi's bright shoulder. He hadn't asked about how things were going over there recently.
"The situation on the peninsula is very serious. The incident involving their president is likely to affect Miss Kim's status as the Korean cultural ambassador." Shiraishi Nagiko said, "She wanted to ask for your opinion in a tactful way, but she didn't dare to ask you directly."
Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked up at her man.
At first I thought Jin Meiting was the man’s friend, but after a few contacts, I found that she was in a state of complete submission.
"When I have time, I'll ask that woman if she needs help. What about you? Have you contacted the Mitsubishi Group?" Fang Zuo asked.
His successive experiences in Japan's divine kingdom made him increasingly aware of the importance of human authority.
But this proportion does not seem to be distributed according to specific power, but more like something like fate.
"I've seen all the congressmen that the Mitsubishi Group found for me. Although there are a few weird ones and many people hate them, their basic base is very solid," said Shiraishi Nagimitsu.
"Very smart." Fang Zuo nodded.
"Yes, politics is like this, and it's no different from the entertainment industry. It's enough to accurately grasp a stable group. Don't be afraid of abuse from other groups. Those who want to grasp everything will end up not being able to grasp anything." Shiraishi Nagiko said as she pushed the man to lie on the bed. She rode on him, with a pair of watery buttocks sitting on the man's waist and back, and her small hands massaging Fang Zuo's shoulders and neck: "There are no so-called politicians in the world today, but these politicians and parliamentarians have all kinds of strange methods, and they all show their magical powers. Those who can grab parliamentary positions in those traditional politician families in Japan are all very capable."
"Cats have their ways, mice have their ways." Fang Zuo spread out his arms comfortably, allowing Shiraishi Nagimitsu to pinch his muscles one by one.
"Isn't this an old Chinese saying? It makes a lot of sense." Shiraishi Nagiko clenched his fists, put his body weight on them, and kept imprinting on the man's muscles: "What about humans? What is the way of humans? Humanity?"
"People are divided into men and women. There are broad roads and narrow paths." Fang Zuo buried his head in the pillow and said comfortably.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses, blushed, leaned over and bit the man's shoulder.
Fortunately, I have been studying Chinese hard during this period, otherwise I really wouldn’t understand.
'Bang'.
The door was pushed open forcefully.
"Sister, I have booked a table at the restaurant." Mei Shiraishi rushed in rashly.
I saw my sister sitting naked on a man's waist getting a massage.
The sight of those strong and muscular muscles made her heart beat wildly.
Fortunately, I was lying down.
"He...is back?" Shiraishi Mei stuttered, her face flushed.
It seems like I saw a lot of things I shouldn’t have seen.
"Mei Shiraishi, could you be a little polite? Knock on the door?" Shiraishi Nagi frowned and turned his head to look over.
"Oh, I'm at home, not in the office." Shiraishi Mei quickly backed out.
Everything that has happened to her sister recently has made her suspicious.
These things that she couldn't even imagine made Mei Shiraishi feel more and more that they were related to this mysterious brother-in-law whom she initially looked down upon.
Just as she went out of the door, there was another crashing sound, followed by a cry of "ouch".
"Where did you ask her to go to reserve a seat so early in the morning?" Fang Zuo asked curiously.
"The new restaurant you guys came from is very popular in Tokyo right now. It's called Yang Guofu Malatang. There's always a long line every time." Shiraishi Nagiko smiled and said, "It was Minamikawa Keiko who told me about it."
Minamikawa Keiko?
Fang Zuo recalled the scene where he glimpsed the future.
The woman named Keiko Minamikawa seems to be still very active. She broadcasts on the Earth Alliance’s radio station. It seems that she is a woman with some destiny.
"Try on the clothes I bought for you." Shiraishi Nagimitsu supported herself with her hands and pulled Fang Zuo to the cloakroom in the bedroom.
There were a lot of shopping bags lying around.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu picked up a sweatshirt and asked Fang Zuo to try it on, then took out shirts and suits of different styles and tried them on.
"All very good." Fang Zuo praised.
"That's because my man has a good body." Shiraishi Nagimitsu pouted her red lips, and her happy eyes betrayed herself.
Fang Zuo kissed her in reward, but got a crazy response from Shiraishi Nagimitsu who hooked her arms and stood on tiptoe.
"I also bought a lot of new stockings and underwear," Shiraishi Nagimitsu said with seductive eyes, biting Fang Zuo's ear.
By the time Fang Zuo arrived at the underground laboratory of the University of Tokyo, it was already afternoon.
Zhou Yuanyan was relieved when he saw Fang Zuo coming: "You are finally here, my Master Fang, Master Fang, if you don't come I will be ruthless."
"What?" Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows.
"You'll know after you take a look"
Zhou Yuanyan led Fang Zuo to the observation room of the Daughter of the First God.
I saw that all the electrical appliances in the living room were cut into pieces and the alloy walls were pierced with many holes.
"I have reinforced this wall since the last time. The high entropy alloy I used is several times harder than the previous tungsten carbide cobalt alloy." Zhou Yuanyan smiled bitterly, "But it's like tofu in front of her. Fortunately, I reinforced it thick enough."
"Where is she?" Fang Zuo saw that the bedroom door was still intact and pointed at it: "Does it look normal?"
"Is this normal? After she cut off the electrical appliances, in just a few tens of seconds, she absorbed all the power within a few kilometers around her, causing the Japanese National Security Department to call and ask what happened." Zhou Yuanyan sneered, "You'll know when she comes out. Or, do you want to go in?"
Fang Zuo glanced at Zhou Yuanyan beside him and stepped into the room.
Then he looked back at the surveillance camera.
Zhou Yuanyan rolled his eyes as he watched the screen go black with a click. He wanted to curse but was afraid that Fang Zuo would get angry.
The Daughter of the First God in the bedroom seemed to sense his coming, opened the door and walked out.
Fang Zuo was surprised when he saw the appearance of Fatia, the daughter of the First God.
The woman's entire body turned blue and transparent.
Including the hair, it was like the tentacles of a transparent octopus in the sea, constantly swaying.
Although the facial features are also like those of a transparent elf, with clear contours and a unique kind of beauty.
The scenery behind and around her can be seen through her body, but her internal organs are not visible.
There was a white energy line in the shape of a "big" character on her body, embedded in her body like a bone.
Every ten or so centimeters, there is a star-like energy node on this white energy line.
Constantly radiating starlight.
It seemed as if her entire body had no organs or blood, and she only relied on these energy nodes to connect the white energy lines in her body to survive.
When she saw Fang Zuo, she was stunned at first, then she clenched her fists vigilantly, and two white light blades emerged from her fists.
Then he reacted, slowly spread out his fist, and the light blade gradually disappeared.
She then walked over, her transparent facial features revealing an aggrieved expression, and hugged Fang Zuo.
Fang Zuo protected himself vigilantly, allowing her to hug him, then slowly placed his hand on her forehead, sensing the fluctuations in her body.
His divine sense detected that the star-like white energy nodes on the body of the daughter of the first god could actually absorb various tiny particles from space to replenish energy.
Then something even more miraculous happened. As if sensing his divine thoughts, her body seemed to be a magnet, absorbing Fang Zuo's divine thoughts.
She was trembling all over, looking at Fang Zuo as if she was longing for something.
Fang Zuo allowed her to absorb a trace of divine consciousness. The white energy lines in her body instantly became thicker, and those star-like energy nodes continued to emit light.
The daughter of the first god, Fatia, closed her eyes tightly, and her transparent blue eyelashes kept trembling.
The white star nodes on his body suddenly went out.
Then the white beam of light and the skeleton also disappeared.
Fatia's hair and skin slowly began to change from transparent to their original state.
No clothes, brown and blonde hair, smooth skin, tall figure, and slightly raised curves.
Like a pair of freshly boiled hot spring eggs.
She looked up at Fang Zuo, then looked at herself blankly.
Only then did I realize that I was not wearing any clothes.
She screamed loudly, said something Fang Zuo couldn't understand, then turned and ran into the bedroom.
There was a rustling sound from inside, and when I opened the door again, she came out wearing a knitted short-sleeved top and a short skirt.
He sat shyly on the sofa, looking at Fang Zuo, as if he was a child waiting for a lecture from his parents.
"Do you understand what I'm saying?" Fang Zuo asked.
"Yeah," Fatia nodded.
"Do you feel any special feeling when you become like this?"
"I don't know. I just feel like my consciousness seems to be occupied by something. I don't even understand some of the things I've done." Fatia played with her hands and lowered her head.
Isn't this the same as Momoki Kanona? But this so-called 'true soul' seems to be a little more 'advanced'.
"And now? Any feelings?"
"No, there was a moment at night when I felt a voice calling me, and then I was very..." Fatia didn't know how to describe this feeling, and after thinking for a while, she said: "very hungry."
“Then I wanted to eat, but I ate all the snacks and food and was still hungry.”
"I don't know what happened afterwards. When I regained consciousness, I was very scared and hid in the room."
Not only did it "eat" these foods, it also "ate" a lot of electricity, and finally "ate" its own spiritual thoughts.
"What else?" Fang Zuo continued to ask.
"No more." Fatia shook her head.
Fang flicked his left hand, cast a sleeping spell, watched her fall asleep, and walked out of the room.
"How is it?" Zhou Yuanyan said.
Fang Zuo recounted what had just happened.
He also told him about his encounter with the Star God in the Kingdom of God.
"It's exactly what I expected." Zhou Yuanyan sat down, his eyes filled with excitement or despair.
"What do you mean?" Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows.
"First, let's talk about what has been bothering us." Zhou Yuanyan took out some tea and poured a cup for Fang Zuo.
"Before the end of this world, what were the small worlds created by the great powers, such as the Three Pure Ones and the Buddha? Since they can create infinite small worlds, why do they stay in our limited world?" Zhou Yuanyan said in a deep voice: "I have been thinking about this question, and I have also tried to explain it with the current macro and micro perspectives."
"Just like what that Star Lord said, our current world does not have any Xuanhuang Honghuang, but the original material world has infinite subspace."
Zhou Yuanyan drew a small ball and then a big circle to cover the small ball.
"So these powerful beings have been fighting for the dominant position in this material world, which is this, our Earth." Zhou Yuanyan pointed to the small ball.
He drew small balls one after another in the big circle outside the small ball: "Although they can open up infinite small worlds, such as the thirty-three heavens of Taoism, the Buddha Kingdom, the world in the sleeve, and even the underworld and the eighteen levels of hell, they are all these small balls."
"But the number of these small worlds still depends on how big this primary world is."
"According to current technology, some unique planets have their own natural subspace. The larger the subspace, the more precious the planet is."
"And these powerful beings are creating small worlds one after another in this subspace."
"Until one day, the position of this planet began to change, and the subspace stopped expanding and even shrank."
Fang Zuo nodded: "So they went out to look for new planets with infinite subspace?"
"Yes, the shrinking subspace, I think this is the most important reason. As for the Dharma Ending Age," Zhou Yuanyan said, "I have always wondered what spiritual energy is? What is divine consciousness?"
"The daughter of the First God just now is not the same as us to some extent. The system we cultivators practice devours the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth around us, but this daughter of the First God devours everything, even your divine thoughts."
"There is another reason why these powerful people left. It is because the particles of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth in the cultivation system are getting fewer and fewer."
"Perhaps a few so-called supreme powers who are not in the Five Elements don't care, but the foundation of their Taoism is this."
"So they have to find a new way out for the Taoist tradition and the gods and Buddhas. A new planet with subspace and strong five-element particles."
"What about them? What are they? What are those gods of various religions in heaven, the Kingdom of God, and the Garden of Eden?" Fang Zuo asked.
After a moment he said again: "Is it an intruder?"
"That's right." Zhou Yuanyan nodded: "The subspace is shrinking, something has happened to the original planet, and the Dao ancestors have left, but the creatures in other universes may not look down on it."
"So [Messiah, the Creator] is actually the first invader." Fang Zuo said in a deep voice: "It came here and created Judaism, but for some reason something unexpected happened and it split into four religions."
"No, not the first one. The first one should be the race from the Japanese Divine Kingdom." Zhou Yuanyan shook his head and said, "If we calculate according to the timeline mentioned by Xingjun, after the Three Pure Ones and the Buddha left, the invaders attacked the Heavenly Palace. Maybe they have been lurking in this world for a long time."
"As for why a great war broke out later, I suspect it was the war with these invaders that caused the four continents to break apart and caused the original world to become spherical, but I don't know what happened specifically!"
"What about the core of the plane?" Fang Zuo said.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly looked back.
The magic red rope left by Momoki Kanonai is a strong warning.
This can only happen with a force that it cannot resolve.
The next second, Fang Zuo disappeared.
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