Chapter 394: Wonderful Performance



Of course, the people standing at the door were their men.

But before they could throw themselves into Fang Zuo's arms.

A pair of beautiful girls suddenly jumped out from behind Fang Zuo.

A pair of identical twin sisters stood at the door.

She has a pair of buns on her head.

With Japanese bangs.

There are slight differences in height and appearance.

The expressions are also different.

One of them shrank back a little shyly.

His face was full of excitement and his big eyes were rolling around.

"Sister, isn't this super luxurious?" Fenghua Akechi's beautiful eyes sparkled with stars. She poked her head out and pointed at the decoration in the room: "The decoration inside is even more amazing, it's super big! There is everything!!"

“Not only is there a room with exercise equipment, but there’s also a jacuzzi and a small swimming pool next door.”

No one answered, so she turned away.

Seeing that Aoi Mingzhi didn't say anything, she just looked at the two beautiful women in front of her with confusion.

"Oh, sister, let me introduce you, these are dad's two girlfriends!!" Akechi Fuka smiled and rushed in between Michaela Cohen and Li Zhenxin.

Holding one in each hand.

He introduced it without any hesitation.

"I'd better call you sisters. The new mother sounds too old-fashioned. Sisters, this is my twin sister, Aoi Akechi."

"Hello!!"

"Hello!!"

Michaela Cohen and Li Zhenxin both said generously.

"Hello, sisters!"

Mingzhi Kuihua lowered her head a little awkwardly.

He looked at his sister out of the corner of his big eyes, not knowing whether what she said was true or false.

He usually doesn't speak seriously.

Fang Zuo ignored them and walked into the room.

At the same time, he called Li Zhenxin: "Book a similar suite for the two of them next door."

Li Zhenxin was still curiously looking at these two almost identical faces.

He nodded upon hearing this.

Walk to the elevator.

Michaela Cohen waved to the two sisters and said, "Come in first. You two don't have to stand outside."

Fuuka Akechi quickly pulled Aoi Akechi and took her to look at the facilities inside.

Visit it as if it were your own home.

Not long after.

The beautiful twin girls finally left and walked into their own luxurious hotel suite.

"Your father told me to tell you not to run around." Li Zhenxin said as she handed the room cards to the two.

"Okay, sister, let my dad rest assured." Akechi Fuuka said with a smile, "We are very good."

I can’t tell at all Li Zhenxin said to herself as she looked at this beautiful girl who was so familiar with others.

As soon as the hotel door closed.

“Yoho~~~!”

There was excitement on Fuuka Akechi's little face.

Turn around and sprint.

Then jump high.

With a thud.

Throw your petite body into the white and soft bed.

Deeply trapped.

Then my body was bounced up high by the big bed again.

"Wow wow wow!! It really is the most upscale hotel in New York. The bed is so comfortable. What kind of material is it made of!!!" Mingzhifenghua shouted while waving at her sister: "Sister, come here and lie down~~! Why are you still standing there like an idiot?"

There's no one else around.

Aoi Akechi has finally regained the personality that a girl of her age should have.

The cute face showed the same excitement and smile as Fuuka Akechi.

“Here I come!!”

A tender cry.

While running, he threw his body into the big bed.

"Wow~~~! You're right, it really feels good!"

"Hahaha~~~! Look how high I bounced!"

"Ouch, your butt is on my face!!"

"Your feet stink!"

"You're lying, yours stinks!!"

The two sisters were hitting each other with the white pillows on the bed.

They hugged each other and laughed.

After playing around for a while, the two finally got tired.

She lay on her back on the big bed, sweating profusely.

"Hoohoo~~~Sister, I told you it was right to follow me." Mingzhi Fenghua panted and wrinkled her face proudly: "I can tell at a glance that this man is a rich guy, and he will definitely take care of us."

After hearing this, Aoi Mingzhi slowly put away her smile and raised her little head which was covered with sweat.

He turned sideways to look at his sister, his bright eyes were a little gloomy, and he said worriedly: "But, this man looks so smart, and he is also a psychic. I am afraid that he will find out one day."

"What's wrong with a psychic?" Akechi Fuuka waved her hand dismissively, "I knew he was a psychic the first time I saw him."

"Otherwise, how could he dress so much like our dad? He is exactly like our dad. Not only did he borrow his appearance, he also borrowed his identity."

"When I showed him the photo in the necklace, he didn't deny it."

"He could just say you're mistaken, they just look alike, and then leave."

"If that's the case, there's nothing I can do about it, but he didn't do that and even admitted that he was Akechi Takashi."

"Although I don't know what he does, I know he is not just a psychic."

"At least look at those two women. Such beauty is not something that ordinary psychics can possess."

Mingzhi Fenghua said this while leaning sideways.

He propped his head up with his arms and looked into his sister's eyes. "And sister, do you know? The white woman next to him can easily order the fat Smith at the New York airport around."

"You have to know that Smith is the assistant chief of police in New York. His power here is second only to the commissioner and the chief of police."

"Also, the Asian woman next to him was wearing all branded clothes and threw away tens of thousands of dollars without warning. She is not an ordinary woman either."

"Of course I know he is not an ordinary psychic." Mingzhi Aoi said with a sad face:

“That’s why I’m even more worried.”

"We don't even know what the things my mother left at home are for. Even those groups of forces have searched and found nothing unusual."

"But he can easily see the unusualness. Just based on this, he is definitely not an ordinary psychic."

"Once he wants to do something to us, we can't resist at all"

"Just like that day in the bathroom. I almost thought we were both going to be raped by him."

Aoi Akechi supported her chin with her arms and her face turned red.

The other scratched the sheets.

He and his sister were seen naked by that guy. "It's okay." Akechi Fuuka waved her hand, withdrew the arm that was supporting her chin, and lay down on her back again.

Staring blankly at the ceiling of the hotel:

"I don't understand why he wants to pretend to be our father, but since he needs this identity so much, there must be a reason that cannot be refused."

"Besides, since he chose to acknowledge us and gave us the conditions to choose to follow him, he will definitely not harm us."

"If you really wanted to do something to us, you should have cut off your relationship with me at the airport and followed me secretly before taking action. This would have been the right approach."

"After coming to our house, he didn't take action even though he had such a good opportunity, right?"

"Although we have something to protect us, he doesn't know it."

"So. I believe he won't hurt us."

Akechi Fuuka turned over and lay on the bed, and continued:

"After my mother died, we ran around hiding from those guys. We were poor and miserable, and often relied on food relief to survive."

"Now that I finally have a rich 'father' like this, I don't want to let him go!!"

Aoi Mingzhi looked at her sister lying beside her, and stretched out her little hand to touch her long hair lovingly.

There is a lot of guilt on the little face.

Although I am nominally her elder sister.

But most of the time it is this younger sister who takes care of herself.

Grabbing relief, stealing things from supermarkets, and even stealing are all for survival.

"But is this really okay for us?" Mingzhi Kuizhi whispered, "After all, we are not his children, and he is not our father."

"Oh, he is a rich man, he doesn't care about this little money." Akechi Fuuka waved her arms indifferently.

"I'm afraid that those guys who are looking for us will bring trouble to him." Aoi Mingzi hugged her legs with her hands, rested her chin on her knees, and said softly.

"Don't worry, this dad seems to have great power. The women around him can even give orders to that fat guy Smith at will. There should be no problem." Akechi Fuuka paused, frowned, and sat up, tilting her head as if listening to something: "Sister, did you hear any noise next door?"

"Ah? What's that sound?" Upon hearing this, Aoi Mingzhi lowered her voice and listened carefully.

This is?

What's that sound?

Akechi Fuuka and Akechi Aoi looked at each other in bewilderment.

Suddenly I understood something.

Each other's cute faces turned red with a 'swish'.

Aoi Mingzhi was the first to be unable to bear it. Her body went limp and she fell on the bed. She quickly picked up the pillow to cover her little head.

Cover your ears tightly.

A pair of small hands grasped the pillow tightly.

The bed next to him suddenly bounced.

She moved the pillow slightly and looked over.

My younger sister, Fuuka Akechi, also fell down.

His face was flushed.

There were small bumps all over the skin and even the neck.

Close your eyes tightly.

The hot air exhaled from the small nose spurted out rapidly.

Inside a tavern in Shibuya, Tokyo.

On the seat in front of the bar.

Yume Hatoyama still wears her favorite simple round earrings.

Wearing exquisite makeup.

Wear a women's suit jacket on the outside.

Wearing purple lace inner wear

She exudes the charm of an urban woman.

The royal sister’s is not okay.

Her cheeks had turned pink from drinking.

But he still picked up the glass in front of him and drank the whiskey in it in one gulp.

Leave the ice cubes.

Hatoyama Yumemi stretched out her little hand to cover her red lips and burped lightly.

Then signaled to the bartender at the bar to fill it up.

Sakura Sora Kurumi!! Morisawa Kana!! Hashimoto Yuna!! Don’t think this is the end!! It’s not over yet!! She actually made such a fool of herself!! She still can’t forget the shame she felt that day.

I crawled out of the car like a bitch.

Such an embarrassment!!

There were even photos taken by onlookers.

If the Hatoyama family hadn't mobilized their family power to stop the media.

Maybe that photo has spread all over the Internet! It's unforgivable! !

After he found the current Minister of Defense and put pressure on the Chief of Staff of the Land Forces.

I had hoped to defeat that woman, Hashimoto Yuna.

But the result was not satisfactory.

I wasn't even able to get Kana Morisawa back.

Compared to now, Sakura Kurumi must be very proud.

The thought of this made her even more angry.

Hatoyama Yumemi raised his head and drank another glass of whiskey.

"Miss~~! Are you alone?" Two big men with tattoos all over their bodies walked over and stood beside Hatoyama Yumemi, laughing.

"Before I lose my temper," Yume Hatoyama turned around and said, "Get out of here now!!"

"What? Bastard!! I see that you, a woman, don't want to..." The tattooed man pointed at Yume Hatoyama and hadn't finished telling the truth.

Accompanied by a 'crack' sound of a broken bone.

“Ouch. Aaaaaah!!”

Looking at his twisted and deformed fingers.

He screamed and then shouted in fear.

A big man nearby rushed forward and punched Hatoyama Yumemi.

But he was kicked away by Hatoyama Yumemi's beautiful legs.

“Brother!!!”

“Brother!!!”

The guys at the table next to them took out their weapons and were ready to attack.

Yumemi Hatoyama's body was flying in the air.

A pair of beautiful legs even kicked out an afterimage.

Three times five divided by two.

A very neat series of kicks.

Knock them down one by one.

The moment she landed.

Suddenly, a whistling sound was heard from behind.

Hatoyama Yumemi sneered and was about to kick from behind.

Just at this moment.

A 'bang' sound was heard.

There was a scream from behind.

The attacker was hit on the head by a flying wine bottle.

He fell down, covering his wound with his hands.

Hatoyama Yumemi looked in the direction where the wine bottle was thrown.

I saw a beautiful woman in a leather jacket, with a pair of long and slender legs in black stockings.

He was sitting in the booth, raising his glass and smiling at her.

Yumemi Hatoyama nodded slightly to express his gratitude.

Watching the guys who fell to the ground struggle to get up.

Another series of kicks.

One of them kicked me.

After screams were heard everywhere.

She then returned to her seat and raised her glass.

He gestured from a distance to the beautiful woman in leather jacket and black stockings who helped him out.

"Thanks."

She said.

After drinking it all in one gulp, he put the glass neatly on the bar.

Walked out.

Miyagi Muko watched Hatoyama Yumemi leave, and her delicate face slowly put away the smile.

Stand up.

She walked with a pair of perfectly proportioned legs in black stockings to the seat where Yume Hatoyama had just sat.

Pick up the cup that Yume Hatoyama had just drunk from.

He took out another white handkerchief and pressed the rim of the cup.

Collect her lip prints.

The younger brothers on the ground also stood up one after another.

He picked up a special blue fluorescent flashlight and shone it carefully at the place where Yume Hatoyama had just fought.

After a while.

"Report. The woman's hair was not found." The bartender came over and reported: "She is so skilled."

"It doesn't matter. There will be opportunities in the future. I didn't expect her skills to be so good. And if I'm not mistaken, this woman is also a psychic. Haha, she's really good at hiding her secrets." Miyagi Xiangzi said with a smile:

"Tonight, the Hatoyama family will be busy enough. As for her hair and nails, we will think of a way later."

After saying.

Miyagi Xiangzi walked out of the back door of the bar and got into a Rolls-Royce.

"Let's go to the cemetery in the valley," Gongcheng Xiangzi said coldly.

The whites of her beautiful eyes slowly turned completely black.

It looks dark and a bit scary.

Yanaka Rei-en is a cemetery park in Nishi-Nippori, Tokyo.

There are many tourists and citizens during the day.

But because of the nature of the cemetery, there are almost no people there at night.

Soon the car arrived at the door.

Miyagi Mukaiko got out of the Rolls-Royce, took off her leather jacket, and covered a camera next to her with it.

"Wait for me here, don't follow me."

One leaped over the railing.

Go deeper.

Stroll to the center of the cemetery.

As expected , the place where people died made me feel extremely familiar.

Miyagi Mukoko's eyes were dark.

A head of black hair also slowly floated up.

The moonlight was obscured by thick clouds, and the stone lanterns in the cemetery glowed with a phosphorescent glow.

Miyagi Xiangzi's feet slowly floated into the air.

The red lips are slightly parted.

The curse escaped her lips.

With a unique syllable: "Yellow Spring is more open than the gate of Liangzaka!!!"

Countless white sands poured out from her sleeves.

Slowly, they piled up the bricks into a three-meter-high gate in the middle of the cemetery.

The earth veins that carried a century of resentment shook violently.

All the graves slowly cracked open.

Many bony hands stretched out.

——————

now.

Not far from here is the bustling area of ​​Nishi-Nippori.

The Hatoyama family's villa is here.

Hatoyama Yumemi found out after returning home.

A white-haired old man was sitting in the hall waiting for her.

Next to the white-haired old man sat a young man with a smile on his face.

With a frivolous look on his face, he was chatting with an old man while sending messages on his mobile phone.

I saw Hatoyama Yumemi coming back with a drunken look on his face.

The white-haired old man frowned.

His face was serious.

"Kneel down." He said in a deep voice.

"It's father." Hatoyama Yumemi put down the bag in her hand and took off her shoes.

Kneeling properly in front of the old man.

He didn't care that there were outsiders present.

In her heart.

Yumemi Hatoyama has great respect for his father, former Prime Minister Yukio Hatoyama.

Yukio Hatoyama.

Unlike Japan's prime minister, whose status has become increasingly irrelevant in the past decade or so.

Come and go.

Those who sit in that position are all busy politicians.

Yukio Hatoyama was elected Prime Minister of Japan in 2009.

He is a prime minister who is generally recognized as a politician.

Not only did he create a brand new political party, he also ended the history of rule by another major party.

It also opened a new chapter in Japanese politics.

He even apologized at the Memorial Hall of the Victims in the Nanjing Massacre and advocated the abolition of visits to the Yasukuni Shrine.

Unafraid of any right-wing attacks in Japan, we will always remain friendly with our neighbors.

He is also the only representative of friendly people who has won the friendship of neighboring countries.

"What are you doing? You drank so much. I am so disappointed," said Yukio Hatoyama in a deep voice.

"It's my father," Hatoyama Yumemi did not make any excuses.

A bitter smile appeared on her delicate face.

Press your head firmly to the floor.

The young man next to him moved his sitting position.

Put away the compass.

It was Zhang Yingxian who had just returned from the Fukushima nuclear power plant.

Zhang Yingxian pretended to pick up the phone and swiped the screen continuously.

Didn't seem to care about anything in the hall.

But his ears are standing up high.

My eyes were fixed on the father and daughter.

Tsk tsk tsk!!

There is excitement to watch!!

Zhang Yingxian was extremely excited.

Watching the fun is a trait ingrained in every Chinese person’s DNA.

It's a shame not to watch it.

Especially the drama among the Japanese political elite, what's the difference between this and watching a TV series Today it seems to be a show about a strict father educating his daughter.

You have to take a good look at the height.

It would be best if I could record the screen ——————

In North American hotels.

Akechi Fuuka and Akechi Aoi were sweating profusely after hearing this.

The two sisters tacitly agreed not to mention this embarrassing incident.

They all hid in the bathroom.

After taking a shower, I soaked for a while.

They both blow-dried each other's hair.

No matter how you calculate it, it’s about time.

Two people poked their heads out and seemed to hear that the noise next door had died down.

Then they both walked out.

Who knows.

It wasn't long.

Are you still a human being?

No wonder there are two women The twin sisters sighed wailingly.

It seems I won't be able to sleep well tonight. (End of this chapter)

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