Chapter 353 The Thoughts of the Harem
See Fang Zuo who is silent.
Chiba Iori became more and more proud.
She has a petite stature but her buttocks are as plump as Sakura Kurumi's.
It was bulging when wrapped in green panties.
The blush on her face grew darker and darker.
She twisted her waist and slowly moved closer.
The soft and elastic arc pressed against Fang Zuo's arm.
He leaned over and approached Fang Zuo.
"I know that Walnut has a very perky butt. Do you want to try to touch mine?" Chiba Iori opened her red lips and spoke with a slightly moist sound. She blew a breath gently into Fang Zuo's ear and said with a sweet breath:
"Why are you so afraid of Hu Tao? Don't worry, I won't tell her, including your mistress."
She raised her chin to indicate Li Zhenxin who was slowly waking up and twisting her body not far away.
Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows and was about to reach out his hand.
"Okay, you're off today!" Chiba Iori suddenly jumped away: "Your mistress is awake."
"It hurts so much." Li Zhenxin next to him stood up with a frown, covering his butt with his hands and slowly walked towards Fang Zuo.
Looking warily at Chiba Iori who was only wearing a set of green underwear: "Mr. Fang, how did we get here? Where is this?"
She remembered that this woman was the one who jumped into Fang Zuo's arms before the plane took off.
She also called herself a mistress.
She walked slowly and recalled the past.
It seemed that I was almost deceived by those two Korean cult members.
Later, a skinny old man in a suit came out.
Then.
With just a light punch, the short and fat woman's head flew off.
Leaving behind a standing headless corpse.
Thinking of the blood gushing out from the broken neck.
Li Zhenxin's whole body trembled and her face turned pale.
He staggered and threw himself into Fang Zuo's arms, hooking his arms around Fang Zuo's neck.
She was still wearing the little white vest she had worn on the plane.
Revealing the whiteness of the chest and waist.
"You still say you're not a mistress?" Chiba Iori sneered and said, "Shameless woman, it's so natural for you to throw yourself into someone else's husband's arms." "What nonsense are you talking about." Li Zhenxin quickly got up from Fang Zuo's arms.
She was much taller than Chiba Iori, and as a three-star princess, she was usually arrogant and domineering, so she could not stand such humiliation.
He suddenly glared at Chiba Iori with some imposing manner.
"What? You want to fight?" Chiba Iori snorted coldly and was about to attack.
"Okay." Fang Zuo frowned and interrupted the two women, then turned to Chiba Iori and asked, "Do you know where this is?"
"If I'm not mistaken, it should be San Diego." Chiba Iori closed his eyes and sensed: "The location is close to Los Angeles and Mexico. This is the territory of the North American mafia."
Fang Zuo immediately noticed a small fluctuation behind Chiba Iori's ear.
Although his realm has been lowered, his consciousness still maintains the level of Nascent Soul.
"What's behind the ear?" Fang Zuo asked.
"You can detect this? You are worthy of being the man chosen by Kurumi." After being surprised, Chiba Iori's face looked a little ugly. He smiled bitterly and said, "This is a chip implanted in us by the National Security Agency of the United States. It has many functions, such as assisting in combat, calculating trajectories, and of course, positioning."
"Let me see." Fang Zuo stretched out his hand.
"Hate it, just say so if you want to touch me." Chiba Iori pretended to be shy and got into Fang Zuo's arms, burying her face in his arms.
Smell the man's scent.
Take a deep breath.
Suddenly, I felt a sense of security that I had never felt before.
This is the man chosen by Walnut. According to the childhood agreement. Her thoughts were a little dazed, and she put the memories aside with a wry smile.
Fang Zuo stretched out his hand and brushed across Chiba Iori's small earlobe, and pressed a finger on the vibrating chip.
The vibrations emitted by this chip are connecting to Chiba Iori's brain nerve bundle.
"Each of our security agents has a chip like this." Chiba Iori huddled in Fang Zuo's arms and whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "It's both an aid and a control. If betrayal is discovered, it will go 'bang'."
"Do you want me to take it off for you?" Fang Zuo asked.
"Haha, you are such a good person." Chiba Iori patted Fang Zuo's chest mischievously, found the right spot, and grabbed it hard: "If it is taken off, I will be wanted."
Then he frowned and said seriously: "But good people can't protect Walnut. In this world, you can't be a good person, understand?"
She glanced at Li Zhenxin who was pretending to be nonchalant and looking around: "Don't be lustful and find some messy mistresses. I'm sorry Hu Tao."
As she spoke, she put on her coat and trousers:
"I haven't asked you how you rescued the two of us here. I remember that I was imprisoned by the Orthodox priest at that time, and then I came here when I regained consciousness."
"Do you know what happened later? By the way, what are you doing here?"
"I have something important to do. Can you get me an official American identity?" Fang Zuo did not answer. He silently felt the location of Momoki Kanana, which was still very far away from him.
Although the golden elixir is enough to deal with many things, it would still be troublesome if the Protestant Church brought down some kind of god.
"Of course you can. North America is my territory, but I can only get you a black market identity first." Chiba Iori shrugged his shoulders: "San Diego and Los Angeles happen to be one of the lairs of American gangs. It's easy to get you a black market identity, but to get a formal identity, you must go to Washington. Where are you going?"
"In that direction, where is the farthest distance in America?" Fang Zuo asked in a direction.
Chiba Iori closed his eyes silently and opened them quickly: "Towards New York and Washington on the East Coast."
"I'll go there." Fang Zuo said.
"Let's go, I happen to be going there too." Chiba Iori nodded and said, "Did you lose your passport or anything else?"
Fang turned his left hand over and took out his passport.
"How did you do this?" Chiba Iori walked forward excitedly, touched Fang Zuo's thighs with both hands, and was about to reach into the middle.
Seeing Fang Zuo Wuwei's fearless look, she withdrew her hand in dismay: "It's boring. Why aren't you shy at all?"
"Let's go, let's go to San Diego and get you a black market identity."
As he said this, he pushed Fang Zuo's body.
"Wait. Wait for me." Li Zhenxin stayed aside pretending not to care.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to leave, but her cell phone and passport are all in her bag.
And I don’t know where my bag is.
Now I am alone in this desolate wilderness, and the desolation makes me scared.
Seeing that the two of them were about to leave while chatting, as if they had forgotten about me, I hurriedly followed them.
"What? Aren't you afraid that I will sell you out?" Chiba Iori raised his eyebrows.
Li Zhenxin was under the eaves and didn't dare to say anything back. She looked at Fang Zuo pitifully.
Pouting.
Fang Zuo glanced at him without saying anything, and strode towards the road in the distance.
Li Zhenxin hurriedly twisted her big butt to catch up.
Chiba Iori looked at this beautiful woman from behind. She had a chopstick-like figure, but a high chest and a big butt.
He immediately rolled his eyes.
The three of them soon arrived on the road.
"Let's stop a car. This place is still some distance away from downtown San Diego. If we walk there, our legs will break." Chiba Iori said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Fang Zuo nodded.
Now that my realm has dropped, I should save as much spiritual energy as possible.
Chiba Iori stood on the side of the road, raising his thumb as if to stop a car.
But every time a car passed by, it whizzed past.
There was no sign of pause at all.
Fang Zuo was about to use force to stop a car.
"Come on, two women and a man appear in this deserted place, who dares to stop?" Li Zhenxin muttered softly: "You yourself said there are many gangs."
"You're right, but I have a way." Chiba Iori nodded and walked towards Li Zhenxin with an evil smile.
"What are you doing?" Li Zhenxin felt something was wrong. She hugged herself in fear and tried to hide behind Fang Zuo.
But it's too late.
All I heard was a "click" sound.
Li Zhenxin's pants were torn off from the thighs by Chiba Iori.
Two pieces of snow-white, slender thighs were exposed, sparkling white in the west coast sunshine.
"Squeak" a sharp brake sound was heard instantly.
An old convertible Chevrolet pulled up.
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Washington, USA.
On the street.
Various convoys of military vehicles, with sirens blaring, kept speeding along, ignoring traffic lights.
The modified Hummer leading the way violently rammed the civilian cars and knocked away the stop sign of the school bus, and drove the convoy rapidly towards the Pentagon.
In the sky.
Several Black Hawk attack helicopters landed on the Pentagon's helipad with a loud roar.
These generals who were on vacation in various places rushed to the Pentagon.
In front of the 3D projection at the strategic table in the office.
The generals of the empire that had dominated the planet for more than two hundred years gathered together.
Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff John Smith [Four-star General, Army]
Commander of the Pacific Army, Flynn [Four-star General, Army]
Sean Bratton, Commander of Space Command [Four-star General, Air Force]
Air Force Chief of Staff Charles Brown [Four-star General, Air Force]
Lisa Franchetti, Chief of Naval Operations [Four-star Admiral, Navy, first female service chief, Deputy Chief of Naval Operations]
Elon Musk, Special Envoy for Government Efficiency [wearing the honorary title of Army Major]
New Secretary of Defense Pete Hegseth [civilian, former Fox News commentator]
The four four-star generals in front had their eyelids drooped and said nothing.
They all looked at the three newcomers behind them calmly.
One is a so-called female general who clamors every day for a decisive battle with the Eastern power in 2027. No one knows how much kickbacks she has taken from military-industrial enterprises in secret.
Ever since she was promoted to her current position by the Jewish consortium because of her gender, several four-star generals have received much less money each year.
Once a woman becomes greedy, she has no chance at all compared to a man.
One was a so-called government efficiency commissioner, a corporate upstart, who sat in the conference room of the empire's highest power.
Recently, he has been ambitious to thoroughly investigate the accounts of the Military Industry Sports Center, even the cups were not spared.
The generals naturally didn't treat such a person well.
And there's the new defense minister, with his sleek hair.
The scent of hair wax filled the whole room.
He is just a guy who flatters American conservatives with his mouth and keeps talking about restoring the glory of the empire.
Many years ago.
When he joined the army, his highest military rank was only major. After retiring, he became a well-known host.
Whether it's his military experience or his age, he is not even qualified to shine the shoes of four four-star generals.
but.
It's so ridiculous that he became the Minister of Defense.
He became their boss openly.
What kind of system is this? Several four-star generals had no expression on their faces.
Everyone stared at the picture of the base on the huge projection.
The angle of looking down.
The largest air force base in North America in the picture looks like a blackened rice cooker.
"Generals, what kind of weapon is this?" New Defense Minister Peter Hegseth knocked on the table with his knuckles and spoke first:
"President Trump is very dissatisfied with this matter. An empire ranked first on the planet has lost its largest air force base inexplicably."
"Not to mention the valuable pilots, the planes and equipment alone are worth over a trillion dollars."
"This is such a huge joke. If I hadn't stopped the media, we would have become the laughing stock of the world."
"Could it be a missile from the Eastern Power?" Navy Chief of Operations Lisa Franchetti said with bright lipstick on her wrinkled face:
"Not long ago, they also practiced firing a salvo of Eagle Strike 21 missiles in the Philippines. We have no way to defend against this kind of supersonic missile. It is precisely because of this that we collectively evacuated the first island chain."
"It's absolutely impossible. Even if we can't intercept hypersonic missiles, we wouldn't have no predictive alerts." John Smith, Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, said in a deep voice: "If they have such weapons that cannot be tracked by observation, it will definitely not be as simple as attacking our base."
"How is it impossible? How many things have you guessed wrong?" Lisa Franchetti retorted sarcastically: "How did you predict the speed of reclamation of Xianbin Reef? It turns out that they are 47% faster than expected."
"There have been several naval standoffs, and which one of them was as you predicted that the other side would retreat, but the result was that our Carl Vinson aircraft carrier battle group was forced to retreat 200 nautical miles."
"Admiral Lisa Franchetti, please watch your words. This is not the place for quarrels." Pacific Army Commander Flynn said calmly, "Also, you are talking about naval affairs. Several admirals are now stationed in other overseas ports. If anyone is to be held accountable now, it should be you who should be held responsible."
"Stop talking, everyone. The other side is making faster and faster progress, and we are still quarreling like children in the Pentagon. Here are the latest calculation data from the General Staff." Air Force Chief of Staff Charles Brown threw a document on the table and interrupted, "Their latest electromagnetic catapult can allow a swarm of drones to cover the entire Bashi Channel within 12 minutes."
"Their Dongfeng series has a penetration speed of Mach 10, and the Guam defense system has an interception success rate of less than 18%. What's more troublesome is that..."
He ran his fingertips across the 3D holographic strategic map on the table: "They are deploying Eagle Strike-21 anti-ship missiles 400 kilometers away from Luzon Island, in conjunction with the KJ-600 early warning aircraft. Perhaps we will also lose our second island chain."
"There is something even more deadly, that is the quantum radar array on Hainan Island, which increases the probability of our F-35 being detected in the Bashi Channel by 73%."
"We also discovered a 400-kilometer-long plasma tail in the ionosphere of subspace, which should be a new guidance system for the latest hypersonic weapons."
"Everyone, do you still want to argue?"
"Damn, how many new things do they have!!" Space Command Commander Sean Bratton angrily pounded the table and said righteously: "If we deploy 12 more Typhon systems, we can form a 'fire curtain'. These missiles are no problem at all, but Congress cut our budget by 34% not long ago."
As he spoke, he looked at Elon Musk who was looking at his phone next to him.
This is the person who initiated the budget cuts.
"Generals, if you want to deploy more Typhon systems, it's very simple. Just drink less coffee." Elon Musk put down his phone and smiled and said, "According to the budget reported by the US military, a coffee cup costs $1,280 and a paper clip costs $120. The money wasted on coffee cups and paper clips each year is enough to build two Burke 3s."
"Also, according to our latest audit report on Fort Stewart, 87% of the military's food expenses are missing. The amount of corruption is enough to buy 20 Typhon systems and double the number of missiles."
The whole place was silent.
The generals remained silent.
There is one thing that Elon Musk still can't figure out: are they the only ones taking it?
Who in the entire America doesn’t take it?
From the president to the small civil servants.
And those members of Congress who receive so-called lobbying funds and political donations are nothing but blatant bribery.
If you don't take it and I don't take it, how can others take it? "Hey everyone, we are discussing the attack on the air force base now." John Smith, chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, coughed heavily and said, "We will talk about other things later. Is it possible that the base was destroyed like this by a supernatural being?"
"How is it possible that there is a psychic with such power!" Lisa Francetti sneered.
At this time, someone knocked on the door.
After getting permission, an officer pushed open the door and walked in.
"Reporting to the generals, we have received the latest intelligence that the National Security Agency Agent No. 8 who was on a protection mission on the Civil Aviation 787 is not dead."
"The satellite has detected the chip signal in her body. She has appeared near the Air Force base. She is now near Los Angeles."
"Everyone, let's hand this matter over to the National Security Department for investigation." Defense Minister Peter Hegseth said, "I will inform them of the incident and ask them to find the location of No. 8."
“Maybe we can get some clues.”
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Sakura Kurumi, who was far away in Tokyo, was sitting in the office at this time.
She sat in a chair and looked at Shiraishi Nagihiru on her phone.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu is in her villa.
Sakura Kurumi told the other party in detail what had happened not long ago.
After listening carefully, Shiraishi Nagimitsu also recounted his discoveries over the past few days.
"So, now all the suspicions point to the Aso family." Yingkong Kurumi thought for a moment and said, "Since the clues on your side are broken, I will lead the team to search the Fukushima nuclear power plant and maybe we can find something new."
"Now it's not just the Aso family. At least the nuclear biological research in Tokyo's sewers should have nothing to do with them." Shiraishi Nagi shook his head: "Since the demon tribe is involved, the Aso family, as an old political family, has no need to be so deeply involved with the demon tribe."
"The only possibility is that the Jewish consortium is also involved in the whole incident. Only they would contact the Japanese demon department without any scruples and fund their biological research talents."
“Now that I think about it, the purpose of that peacekeeping Self-Defense Force is South Sudan and Iraq.”
"I have been focusing on South Sudan and neglecting Iraq."
"It now appears that the ultimate destination of the peacekeeping Self-Defense Force with those nuclear materials should be Iraq."
"After all, Iraq and Israel are very close."
"And the largest shareholder of the Fukushima nuclear power plant is also a Jewish consortium."
"This matter cannot be reported to the cabinet without solid evidence." Shiraishi Nagiko continued, "God knows how many cabinet members are from the Jewish consortium or the Aso family. Even our Prime Minister Shigeru has a very close relationship with the Aso family."
"Once they know these things, it will probably make our investigation more difficult."
"Maybe I have a way to get that woman from the National Public Security Bureau of Japan to hand over the evidence." Sakura Kurumi's eyes flashed: "Do you know Miura Masami?"
"Of course, this Supreme Court justice has been very popular recently, and now the judicial forces of the Miura family are flocking to her." Shiraishi Nagiko frowned.
"You mean... But I don't know her well. I think she is from the same political family as the woman from the Hatoyama family. She won't help me."
"No, she will definitely help you." Yingkong Kurumi said with a smile: "You can go visit her and tell her that I asked you to go."
Shiraishi Nagimitsu understood instantly.
Looking at Sakura Kurumi's increasingly beautiful face, he nodded.
It seems that not only I am making progress, but the director of the Security Bureau is also working hard to move forward.
Moreover, its power is so great that it even controls the highest judicial institution.
At this moment, Masami Miura was in the hall of the Miura family's ancestral home.
She knelt at the head of the table.
Staring at the shrine expressionlessly.
In front of it are the portraits of her father Yoshihisa Miura and her brother Governor Miura.
Behind her.
Kneeling in two rows were the elders of the Miura family.
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Chiba Iori drove an old convertible Chevrolet with her long hair flowing behind her.
Fang Zuo sat in the passenger seat, and Li Zhenxin covered her legs in grievance.
Although her private parts are not exposed, she usually wears such sexy clothes when she goes out.
But having it torn away like this makes me feel so insecure.
Soon the car drove into the city of San Diego.
Head towards Block 3.
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Inside the inspection room of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Department.
Kana Morisawa looked at the two women in front of her with a sneer.
Looking at one of the huge, low-hanging pair of pendant bells.
He turned his eyes to the person next to him: "You lost the lawsuit against the Miura family, right? Then, why do you want me to believe that you can win my lawsuit?"
(End of this chapter)
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