Chapter 347: A Pair
Feng Dielian tightly held the beige windbreaker she had just taken off.
She was wearing a white floral hollowed-out dress.
Today, as if she had a woman's intuition, she put on exquisite makeup on her face.
The moment she saw the man from afar, looking at that familiar figure, she almost shed tears of grievance.
After sending a message to Fang Zuo, she felt both guilty and expectant.
I feel sorry for Yingsora Kurumi and shouldn't have taken the initiative to contact the man.
But I couldn't suppress my longing for the other person.
God knows how I got through these nights. Every time before falling asleep it was a torture.
He was her first man, and the man who freed her from her fate.
How can I forget something just like that?
But when she sent the text message and didn't get any response from Fang Zuo, Feng Dielian started to worry again.
There was even a period of time when my mind and heart were empty.
Am I so insignificant in his heart?
Or is he afraid that I will pester him?
But I don’t ask for much, just being able to see him is enough!
If possible, I hope to stay by Sakura Kurumi's side forever.
This way I can see him from a distance from time to time.
That's enough.
only.
Until this moment, I really saw Fang Zuo.
Seeing this man who makes her moan and tremble every night.
Feng Dielian discovered that she was deceiving herself.
What about never contacting him again? What about being satisfied with just a glance from afar? What about never bothering him again? All of it was thrown out of my mind.
At this moment, Feng Dielian just wanted to hug Fang Zuo tightly.
Hug this man who changed your destiny and took away everything from you.
As for the rest, she couldn't care about anything else. Feng Dielian mustered up her courage, stepped forward with her beautiful legs, rushed forward, grabbed his arm forcefully, and pulled him into her office.
She pushed Fang Zuo against the wall.
Her face was pressed tightly against the man's chest.
Sniffing his scent greedily.
It was like going back to the first night I gave myself up.
There is a bright moon in the night sky of Tokyo.
On the Tokyo Tower.
Her legs were tightly wrapped around the man's waist.
Lean back.
Shake out long hair and tears.
I felt that big hand kneading my buttocks mischievously.
Feng Dielian raised her little head, and her beautiful eyes tried hard to look at him.
"Why don't you reply to my message? Why? Do you hate me that much?" Feng Dielian bit her lower lip, tears streaming from her aggrieved eyes, and her voice trembled a little.
Fang Zuo knew that any excuses would be useless at this moment.
Except for this excuse.
So he said the words that always come true.
"Well, I encountered some dangerous things, got injured, and my cell phone broke. I just got out of it not long ago," Fang Zuo said seriously.
This saying, which has been tempered into steel over and over again, has become a reality.
"Ah, are you okay? Where are you hurt? Let me take a look." After being surprised, Feng Dielian nervously left the man's body and wiped her tears, fearing that she would press on his wound.
She kept looking him up and down, exploring Fang Zuo's body with her little hands, as if she wanted to find any scars and see for herself how serious they were.
"It's okay. The surface has recovered. I just have some internal injuries." Fang Zuo patted her face, wiped away the remaining tears with his thumb, and said gently: "I came here to tell you that I'm fine, but I'm going on a long trip to North America for a few days. I came here specially to say goodbye to you."
"It's good that you're okay, it's good that you're okay," Feng Dielian murmured, opening her arms and hugging Fang Zuo's body again, pressing her body tightly against him, burying her little head in his arms, and then asked, "Is it dangerous? Why do you suddenly want to go so far away?"
Before Fang Zuo could answer.
"You're lying. You're not coming to say goodbye to me." Feng Dielian twitched her little nose and kept sniffing Fang Zuo's scent: "You smell like walnuts."
Is this possible? I have clearly used the water purification technique.
But these women's noses are more magical than any magic power.
"She rubbed her scent onto my body." Fang Zuo put his arms around Feng Dielian's slender waist: "Didn't you notice I was walking towards your office? Now it's your turn."
"But...it's wrong for us to do this." Feng Dielian didn't realize that her office was always near the exit.
A pair of beautiful eyes were watery as she felt the big hands moving down.
"There's nothing wrong with that." Fang Zuo gradually exerted force with both hands: "She came first, and you came later. Now the order is also her first, you later."
"Is that so?" Feng Dielian quickly immersed herself in the pleasure that had arrived.
She bit her lower lip, feeling the warmth of those big hands.
But suddenly.
With a "bang".
The door was pushed open by someone.
Accompanied by a sweet voice.
"It's so hot. Why is the temperature in the Security Bureau so high today? What are you doing?"
A woman walked in so rashly.
Then he stared at everything in the office.
She covered her mouth and looked at the two people hugging each other in shock.
transfixed.
His face was full of disbelief.
The man's hands were placed on the most sensitive parts.
The woman's face was flushed.
Even an idiot knows what this couple is doing.
It is the Maritime Self-Defense Force recruit: Hashimoto Yuna.
Yuuna Hashimoto wore a nude dress decorated with golden flowers, and also took off her black coat and held it in her hands.
Looking at the familiar face of the man and Feng Dielian's frightened pale face, his mind seemed to be struck by lightning.
My mind went blank.
For a moment I didn't know what to say.
"You guys" It took Yuuna Hashimoto a long time to squeeze out a few words.
Fang Zuo touched his chin and thought that he had to buy a new plane ticket.
I can't save my spiritual energy anymore.
With a wave of his hand, three people appeared in the presidential room of the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo.
"Yuuna. You. Can you please not tell Kurumi?" Feng Dielian strode forward, holding Hashimoto Yuna's hand tightly, her pale little face full of requests.
yes.
I can't leave this man.
But he also doesn't want to lose his only friend, Sakura Kurumi.
The former Fengdielian is dead.
Now Feng Dielian has become accustomed to standing behind Yingkong Kurumi, silently supporting her and doing her favorite job.
She will never forget the bullet that Sakura Kurumi blocked for her. Feng Dielian looked at the silent Hashimoto Yuna in panic.
The panic in her heart was getting worse and worse. Just when she wanted to kneel down and beg, the man spoke up, "Don't scare her. We are all the same. You should discuss who is the boss and who is the junior." Fang Zuo said righteously.
It seemed as if he was talking about something that was perfectly natural.
"Ah?" Feng Dielian turned her head and looked at Fang Zuo blankly, not yet figuring out the meaning of this sentence.
Her shoulders were held by Hashimoto Yuna's small hands and then twisted.
The two beauties looked at each other.
"I'm not trying to hide it from you. I...I." Hashimoto Yuna's delicate face flushed: "I just don't know how to tell you."
"Me too. Same as you."
"You..." It was Feng Dielian's turn to be shocked. She pointed her little finger at Hashimoto Yuna, then turned her head and pointed at Fang Zuo, then turned back to ask Hashimoto Yuna: "You? You? Like me?"
Hashimoto Yuna lowered her face, revealing her slender neck.
Nodded twice gently.
Then he looked up again.
"What's going on between you and him?"
"How did you get along with him?"
The two beauties asked in unison.
Then they all turned their heads. The two delicate and beautiful faces seemed to smile, but they looked at the man they loved with anger. "Why are you looking at me? Come on, sisters, there's no time to explain." Fang Zuo looked at the time: "Anyway, the flight is going to be delayed, so we have to change to the next one."
"After I leave, you two can explain it to each other slowly."
As he said this, he stretched out his arms.
Feng Dielian and Hashimoto Yuna looked at the man's arms and then looked at each other. Their beautiful eyes became more and more wet and muddy.
"No, we can't do what he wants." Feng Dielian hugged Hashimoto Yuna with both hands and moaned, "We won't go over. We must hold on..."
Hashimoto Yuna nodded: "You are right."
But the two women felt each other's body temperatures gradually rising, and their bodies became increasingly hot.
Fang Zuo shrugged: "Then I'll leave."
The words haven’t been said yet.
Two gusts of fragrant wind blew over.
With two completely different flavors.
Pure and simple.
Elegant.
Different from the strong charm of those mature and beautiful women.
Two bodies in their prime years.
Two delicate flowers with dewdrops.
Two pairs of white arms tightly embraced Fang Zuo's body.
One pair was hugging the man's chest, and the other pair was hugging the man's waist.
Two pairs of beautiful watery eyes stared at their men.
Delicate and pitiful.
"Don't go." Feng Dielian tiptoed closer to the man, and her sweet little mouth exhaled her own unique hormonal scent.
"If you dare to leave, I'll break your legs," Hashimoto Yuna moaned.
One of her legs, with amazing proportions, was white, tender, and slender, and hooked around Fang Zuo's thigh like a snake.
The knees were gently rubbed.
The limp body slowly slid down.
Night has fallen.
In the garden of the Edogawa Bonsai Museum.
A group of old guys had their clothes and hair soaked by the evening dew.
The cold wind of early spring made them shiver.
They still knelt in the courtyard, not daring to move.
My whole body feels a little stiff.
But even a cold body cannot be as cold as the chill in the heart.
On the huge screen in front of them was the extremely miserable death of Saburo Nitta.
No. He 's not dead yet. The person on the screen is still shaking as if by reflex.
Blood foamed from his mouth. The wound was still dripping. Blood was all over the floor.
The stark contrast was that his ferocious expression was accompanied by tears in his eyes.
Probably because of his four-year-old grandson. Thinking of this, the elders present shuddered at the same time, and all they thought of were their own children and grandchildren.
For a moment, I felt a sense of empathy.
Saburo Nitta, a veteran of the Yamaguchi-gumi, has been in charge of the Yamaguchi-gumi's money laundering business for many years.
Aren’t you the same as them in terms of status and age?
But now he has ended up like this because of deceiving the leader.
No one in the family, young or old, male or female, was left behind.
This woman is even more vicious than the other generations of the Yamaguchi-gumi.
No wonder the leader gathered everyone together to watch this scene. It was obvious that he was warning himself not to be like Saburo Nitta.
"Everyone." On the screen, Namori Sawakana smiled warmly, not changing her expression at all because of the corpse next to her: "The traitor has gone to where he should go."
"Everyone has seen what has just happened. Rules are rules and no one can change them."
"Everyone is like Saburo Nitta, controlling the organization's various industries throughout Japan. This person swallowed up the organization's interests, just like swallowing up everyone's interests."
"Of course, maybe my methods are a bit radical, but I hope everyone will not have any grudges in their hearts and continue to serve the Yamaguchi-gumi loyally as before."
"If anyone, like Saburo Nitta, deceives the organization and only cares about profiting for his family, this is what will happen to him."
"I believe that there are still many Nitta Saburo among you now."
"Of course, I'm not so unkind. After all, you have made contributions."
“Three days!!!”
"I only give you three days to think about it!!"
"I will forgive those who take the initiative to confess their crimes to me"
"I won't take back the money. It's yours and it's still yours."
"But if you still choose to hide it from me, then you are the enemy of the Yamaguchi-gumi. You must hide carefully and be prepared to bury your whole family together!"
"The Yamaguchi-gumi's influence is not limited to Japan now"
"Even if you and your whole family hide in Hawaii like Saburo Nitta, I can let them die on their favorite beach. I can also let other traitors die at home. No one will be exempted!"
Kana Morisawa stood up, her beautiful eyes dignified without even showing anger.
Gently clench your fist and raise it.
"Gentlemen, the world has changed. The Yamaguchi-gumi's flag has been planted all over Japan and has entered America."
"Now is not the time to compete on seniority, but to compete on who can make more money for the organization and conquer more territory!!"
"The Yamaguchi-gumi's ambition is to have the final say on the darkness of the entire world!! If anyone can't keep up, let them give way to the young people as soon as possible!!"
She shouted: "Did you hear that?"
"Hi!!!" All the elders prostrated themselves on the ground in unison and responded loudly in unison.
"It's okay, let's go!" Yingkong Kurumi, who was outside the door, heard the noise inside and turned to the police officer and said, "Find someone to clean up the outside. They can clean up the inside themselves."
"Hi!" the police officer saluted.
Sakura Kurumi walked back slowly.
It was obvious that her man came to her just to say goodbye.
Instead of disappearing suddenly like last time.
And he didn't go to look for the two Yamaguchi-gumi women.
This shows that my position in his heart is significantly different from theirs.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Sakura Kurumi's face.
The police officers who were working in the open space saw their own chief without frowning for the first time.
Seeing her long-lost beautiful and lovely smile, they all looked up in shock.
"I haven't seen the hall smile like this for a long time."
"Yeah. Our host hasn't had her hair done in a pair of ponytails for a long time. I really miss it!!"
"I always support Deputy Fengdielian!!!"
“I agree!!”
“I want both!!”
"Asshole, I swear to defend Yingkong Kurumi Hall with my life!!"
Yingsora Kurumi listened to the whispers behind her, thinking about how she had been suppressing herself ever since the man disappeared.
Although I returned safely later, I hadn't laughed for a long time.
Maybe.
I was always worried about the increasing number of women he had and the time he left without saying goodbye. I was worried that I would be alone again. But now.
Finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She came to Feng Dielian's office and frowned when she looked at the empty room.
Where did this guy go? Why did he suddenly run away without even saying goodbye to me?
"Director!!!" A police officer ran over angrily and saluted: "A major murder has occurred. Several murders have occurred in just a few hours."
"Something happened to Shintoism again?" Yingsora Kurumi was stunned. If that guy came out to commit crimes again, serious arrangements must be made.
It's not something that can be rounded up by just a few people.
"No, it is. I can't explain it clearly. You should go to the scene and take a look." The police officer lowered his head and said, "Those involved are members of major financial groups and families."
"The Cabinet and the Spiritual Dissent Association just called and asked you to come in person. Your phone was turned off when they called to inquire."
Sakura Kurumi nodded.
A faint blush rose on her face.
I was just in the office with my man.
Life and death.
If he hadn't restrained his strength, he might still be sleeping now.
"Where is Deputy Feng Dielian?" Yingkong Kurumi waved to the female administrative police officer not far away and asked, "Where is she?"
"Ah? Not here? She was in the office at first." The policewoman looked into the office in surprise: "I only know that Hashimoto Yuna came later. Maybe the two of them went out for something."
"So mysterious." Yingkong Kurumi waved her hand and said, "Come on, take me to some crime scenes."
Sakura Kurumi quickly arrived at the first crime scene.
It turned out to be in a private hospital not far from the Security Bureau.
This made Yingkong Kurumi look very unhappy.
Someone dared to commit a crime not far from the Security Bureau. It has been a long time since I have encountered such a courageous guy.
"The hospital is owned by the Sanhe Group, and the deceased is the hospital director." The police officer said with a smile, bending over, "We checked all the cameras, but we couldn't find any person at all. It's like they were invisible."
Sakura Kurumi followed the police to the crime scene on the basement floor.
He was stunned when he saw the corpse.
It turned out to be a two-tailed demon cat.
The one who died was actually a demon? "Hello, Director Yingkong Kurumi!!" A middle-aged man came out. He had white spots on his face and was short, only about 1.4 meters tall. He was only about 1.6 meters tall when wearing high platform shoes.
His face was filled with sadness, and the white spots looked funny together: "My name is Youlihewu, it's nice to meet you, salute you!!"
"The deceased were my brothers, Tanuki and Roku."
"Are you... also from the demon department?" Yingkong Kurumi frowned, feeling the surging demonic power from him.
Although he is not as powerful as the big monsters in the demon tribe, he can also be considered an old monster.
"Yes, Director, our clan is the demon tribe registered with the Spirit Objection Society. This is my emblem." The short man took out the emblem and handed it to Yingkong Kurumi.
This metal emblem features a creature that looks like a cat and a raccoon, with a head like a cat and three tails on its butt that look like a beaver.
The thick evil aura above is exactly the same as the man in front of him.
After looking at it, Sakura Kurumi returned the badge to him.
"My brother and I both work for the Sanhe Group and are in charge of private hospitals." The middle-aged man took the badge and said, "I am in charge of the hospital in Jingxi, and my brother is here."
Yingkong Kurumi nodded: "Don't worry, since you are a registered demon tribe, you are citizens recognized by the Japanese government and will be protected by the law. Our police department will take it seriously."
"Thank you very much." The middle-aged man said gratefully and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"When was the death discovered?" Yingkong Kurumi looked at the body of the demon cat that had been cut in half with a single knife and asked, "Is there anything common to these consecutive murders?"
"Yes, Director." A Yin-Yang police officer next to him stepped forward and said respectfully, "According to the forensic examination, this is where the first deaths occurred. The murderer's method was clean and neat, and the deceased is not human and has no soul."
Could it be that some great demon has come to Tokyo to cause trouble again? Yingkong Kurumi waved her hand and said, "Let's go to the next crime scene and take a look."
Arrive at the next location
Fang Zuo came to the airport while watching a video.
In the video, Kawanoya and the cat sisters were in tears.
He Zhicai bit her lower lip and said nothing, looking both well-behaved and aggrieved.
Staring blankly at the camera.
Pearls are constantly flowing on her delicate face.
A pair of beautiful legs were bent on the sofa, and the little hands unconsciously kept moving her tender jade-like toes.
Lovely appearance
The cat sisters cried loudly, hugged each other, and pouted their lips to complain that Fang Zuo didn't take them with him.
They also complained that Fang Zuo didn't come back to see them.
Wait until Fang Zuo had talked all the way.
After getting in a taxi from the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo, we started video chatting.
After getting off the taxi, he promised to take them on a trip when he came back.
This made the three people stop crying and gradually become happy.
then.
Under the admiring gaze of the taxi driver, Fang Zuo got out of the taxi and came to the terminal hall.
Under the flattering guidance of the female airport staff, I entered the VIP room for black gold card users.
These black gold card users are not just rich.
It is not something that can be compared to a simple first-class cabin.
To own this card you must have sufficient status.
This makes these female staff members desperately seize the opportunity, they do not expect to be able to get love.
All it takes is one night of serving this man to completely change her destiny.
They can do anything they want The VIP rooms for black gold card users are also decorated like a five-star hotel.
Leather sofas, wine, beverages and fruits are all available.
After sitting down, Fang Zuo looked at the time, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, waiting for the flight.
Technology does allow ordinary people to enjoy things that even high-level monks cannot experience.
This was something he had to admit as a monk.
If there were no airplanes, it would be extremely tiring for a Jindan cultivator to cross the ocean to the other side.
Even in ancient times when there were various flying magical instruments to carry people, they still consumed a huge amount of spiritual energy.
In some ways, it was far less efficient than it is now.
It only consumes a little bit of aviation fuel to carry so many people across the ocean.
Fang Zuo suddenly thought of the golden elixir that Zhou Yuanyan mentioned.
The usage rate among cultivators is extremely low, and they don’t even make good use of the energy in the golden elixir.
Fang Zuo was circulating the Qi in his body.
I felt someone's eyes were staring at me closely.
He opened his eyes and looked over.
A beautiful woman with a seductive face was looking over here with a smile.
Her long hair was dyed brown and styled in big waves.
Wearing a Chanel short coat in a Chanel style.
A pair of white and smooth long legs wrapped in black stockings.
She bent one of her long legs, revealing her full and plump thighs.
The little princess of Samsung Group.
(End of this chapter)
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