Is this guy a pervert?
Or are these shoes really that precious? Yingkong Kurumi and Haoshan Yumeshi looked at Zhang Yingxian as if he were a treasure and put Fang Zuo's pair of shoes away.
For a moment, they forgot their hatred for each other and looked at each other.
"What are you looking at, you idiot? Do you think I'm as stupid as you?" Zhang Yingxian glanced at Yume Yumi and said, "The rub you just made with your lips could have saved me two pimples on my face."
"Don't believe it? If you don't believe it, look at this Yingkong Kurumi Hall Manager. Isn't his skin much better than yours?"
"I eat Zhenjun's food every day. My saliva will be the same as it is now in a few decades."
"I'm not a fucking woman. If I were a woman, I would cling to you no matter what."
Hatoyama Yumesaki was stunned.
Look at Sakura Kurumi.
Speaking of which, this Yingkong Kurumi Hall is staying up all night.
This is common knowledge among Japanese civil servants.
Both are women.
About the same age.
If I stay up all night, my face will look like a yellow-faced woman.
Withered and yellow.
And he also has two huge dark circles under his eyes.
What's more, Sakura Kurumi often leads the team on missions personally.
Weathered by the wind and sun.
How come your skin is still so tender, white, plump, and moist, as if it were as smooth as a baby's?
The skin is as smooth as white porcelain, and even the pores cannot be seen.
Not to mention dark circles and wrinkles.
"What are you looking at?" Yingkong Huwalnut hooked Fang Zuo's neck, and her two red lips pressed against Fang Zuo's mouth in a protest, showing her tenderness.
Then slowly separate.
"Okay, stop talking about other nonsense! Why did you come to Japan? How are those old guys?" Fang Zuo asked.
"Reply to Master Zhenjun, everything is fine. Those old guys are practicing Taoism in the mountains and washing their feet in the mountains. They are so carefree." Zhang Yingxian said respectfully: "This is why I came to Japan, Master Zhenjun. There are some important matters that have come to us. The higher-ups have thought about it again and again and asked us to help if we can."
Then he told the whole story.
Only then did Hatoyama Yumemi realize that this guy was actually here to catch the murderer who massacred Shintoists.
She also watched the video of the murderer. She had never encountered such a powerful guy before.
I didn't expect that Mr. Zhang was so confident.
"I've seen that flying corpse. Keep it. I still need it. Don't make it difficult for him." Fang Zuo said, "Besides, most of the zombies in the country have been caught now. It's rare that someone would take the initiative to walk the corpse path. Let's help him and leave a root for the monks."
"Yes!" Zhang Yingxian bowed his head and said.
"As for Shintoism, your mission is accomplished. Their Saint is here anyway." Fang Zuo pinched Yingkong Kurumi's earlobe and said:
"I'll send you an official letter later to hand in the task..."
"Also, you return to your country immediately and help me do something."
"Yes." When Zhang Yingxian heard that Fang Zuo had something to tell him, his expression immediately became more serious.
Fang Zuo gently tapped Zhang Yingxian's head: "Understand?"
Zhang Yingxian stared with his eyes wide open, rubbing his hands excitedly, "Yes, Master, I will do it right away and book a flight back right away."
"Mr. Zhang, what about our Hatoyama family?" Hatoyama Mengshi was anxious when he heard this: "What will we do if you leave?"
With just one word from the man, Mr. Zhang went back. His father was still waiting. "Wait, I don't have time to deal with you now." Zhang Yingxian waved his hand impatiently, not even bothering to say another word.
The other party bowed and ran out of the door in a hurry.
Fang Zuo patted Yingkong Kurumi's little face and said, "I have something to do. Wait for my news."
Yingkong Kurumi nodded obediently, propped herself up and kissed Fang Zuo.
The next second Fang Zuo disappeared.
Hatoyama Yumemi was startled when he saw Fang Zuo suddenly disappear.
It’s not that Japan doesn’t have the so-called escape techniques.
But to put it bluntly, it's all just a pretense to deceive people.
There are also a lot of pre-swing tricks required.
But this man just left without saying anything and disappeared without any reason.
In his mouth.
Even the murderer who massacred Shintoists allowed him to decide life and death.
Hatoyama Yumemi looked at Sakura Sora Kurumi with a cold face and gritted teeth.
Why do I always get humiliated when I come to see this woman?
How could she be so lucky?
My appearance and temperament are not worse than hers. "Why are you looking at me? Everyone has left, why don't you leave?" Yingkong Kurumi said sarcastically: "Do you really want to stay and give me a manicure? Forget it, I'm afraid your manicure won't look good."
Hatoyama Yumemi's face turned pale and blue, and she didn't respond in rebuttal.
Deep down, I want to reconcile with each other. After all, there is no deep-rooted feud between us.
But I can't bring myself to do it.
I could only shut my mouth and turn away.
"By the way, I will let Kana Morisawa go soon. I advise you not to have any ideas about her anymore. She is also a pawn of my man." Sakura Kurumi said lightly.
"I understand. I will cancel her file at the Ministry of Public Security." Yume Hatoyama stopped at the door and said with his back to Sakura Kurumi:
"But I can't guarantee anything about Prime Minister Shibamo."
"With two Japanese police teams in your and my hands, how can he catch him? Is he going to catch him himself?" Yingkong Kurumi sneered:
"Besides, he will step down soon, and the election for the new Japanese prime minister will begin soon."
"According to his current poll numbers, even if he were to run, he would not be elected."
Hatoyama Yumemi walked out without saying a word.
now.
Inside a suite at the Imperial Hotel Tokyo.
Four gazes were exchanging fire in the air.
The battle was extremely fierce with people fighting back and forth.
The cat-girl sisters and the beautiful twin girls were staring at each other with their teeth bared.
He Zhicai supported her chin, sat on a stool nearby, looked at both sides and sighed.
"So the devil wanted us to take you out to play." The cat lady said angrily, "How dare you call him dad, when you are obviously not related by blood."
"What's wrong with me just wanting to scream? Daddy, daddy, daddy!! You'll be mad to death!! Lulululu!!" Fuka Akechi made a face and stuck out her tongue.
"Hey~~~Sister, why are you so angry?" The cat girl chewed her cheeks and took out a handful of snacks and stuffed them into her sister's mouth: "We can just go out and play."
Aoi Akechi looked at the cat sisters' tails curiously, then looked at their ears, with envy in her eyes.
“You, you, you!! All you know is eating!” The cat sister was so angry that she stretched out her little hand to pull her sister’s cheek: “Oh, so stupid, you see they are already adults, why are they still clinging to the devil, they are not really related by blood.”
"Why do you call the devil daddy?!"
"And the sisters came all the way from North America to settle in Tokyo. Have you ever wondered why?"
"Why?" The cat girl was stunned: "Isn't Tokyo fun?"
The cat sister was so disappointed with her sister that she poked her sister's head with her finger and said to River Color:
"Fox-chan, you are just standing there, why don't you help me?"
"But Fang-kun asked us to take them to Tokyo to play." River Color Flower shook her head: "We can't quarrel!!"
"You!!! Oh!! You are so stupid." The cat girl looked at the ceiling of the suite helplessly with her beautiful eyes: "I am so angry. I am really afraid of teammates who are like pigs!!!"
Kawano Ayaka gently jumped down from the high stool, holding Akechi Fuuka with one hand and Akechi Aoi with the other.
The twin beautiful girls felt that she had an irresistible temperament.
He obediently stretched out his little hand and let her hold it.
"As a woman, if you want to win a man's heart, you must consider your man wholeheartedly." He Zhicai shook her head: "Not fighting is the best way to win."
After that, he said to the twin girls, "Let's go. There are still a few places in Tokyo where you can see late cherry blossoms. I'll take you around."
After looking you up and down, he said, "You guys are dressed too American style, all T-shirts and jeans, it doesn't look good at all. How about I take you to buy some campus clothes?"
"Really? That's great!!! I've wanted to wear JK for a long time." Aoi Akechi excitedly clenched her fists under her chin, with little stars in her eyes.
"I don't want JK, I want to dress in the second dimension, I want to dye my hair pink!!!" Akechi Fuka said loudly.
"No problem!! Let's go!" He Zhicai said with a smile.
"Yeah yeah!!!" The twin sisters cheered and ran out the door.
"Let's go!" He Zhicai turned around and said to the cat sisters, "Look how good this is. Don't just stand there like an idiot."
"Sister, aren't you leaving yet?" The cat girl's younger sister chewed her cheek and looked at her dazed sister in confusion.
"Why does what Fox-chan said sound so familiar?" The cat girl frowned and thought carefully.
"Hey~~~sister, your memory is so bad, isn't it just the TV series we watched last night to learn Chinese?" The cat girl had an expression that said you are so forgetful.
"Yes!!!" The cat lady clapped her hands vigorously, "I was wondering why it looked so familiar, I almost got tricked by Kitsune again!!"
In the meeting room of the Koizumi family.
The family elders, senior elders, and members of the Koizumi family's generation were all seated present.
"What??? You want your wife Takigawa Masami to run for election on your behalf? Shinjiro, do you know what you are talking about? Your father, Junichiro Koizumi, died not long ago." The old man with white hair shook his head angrily:
"How could you say something so stupid? No!! Absolutely not!!"
There were voices of opposition throughout the chamber.
"That's right!! How could the Koizumi family allow an outsider to run for prime minister!!!"
"Shinjiro, how could you have such a ridiculous idea?"
"Yes, if your father knew about this, he would probably die with regrets!!!"
"Everyone, listen to me carefully." Koizumi Shinjiro said coldly: "Let me finish speaking before you speak."
Sure enough, what his wife said was right.
As the head of the family, there are always people who oppose whatever he does.
Before I could even finish my sentence, these guys started interrupting me.
It seems that we really need to get rid of these old guys in the future.
"You say it! Shinjiro, let's see what you can say!" The only elder in the Koizumi family paused vigorously with his cane.
"My poll is out, and you have all seen it," said Shinjiro Koizumi. "It's only 18 percent, much lower than Abe Nojaguar and Shiraishi Nagiko."
"It can be said that no matter how hard we try, even if we can defeat Shiraishi Nagimitsu, we will never be able to defeat Abe Nojaku."
"Her political background, connections and financial resources were originally slightly higher than our Koizumi family. After my father's death, the Abe family's influence even surpassed ours."
"I hope you won't deny what I said."
The entire meeting room was silent.
Everyone thought that this head of the family was confused, but unexpectedly he had his own political analysis.
"So, since I'm bound to lose this time, why should I participate?" Seeing that no one spoke, Shinjiro Koizumi looked around proudly.
The voice became louder and louder:
"If I force myself to run for election, it will only consume the financial resources and connections of the Koizumi family, and will also consume a lot of political resources and trump cards."
"Rather than that, I'd rather settle for the next best thing and let my wife, Takigawa Masami, run in this election on my behalf."
"My wife Takigawa Masami's recent image power is obvious to all. The ratings of these shows have been rising because of her participation."
"And her current popularity is catching up with Abe Nojaku and Shiraishi Nagimitsu."
"I made this decision after careful consideration. There are three benefits:"
"First, let my wife participate in this losing election, use her popularity to attract more votes, and lay the foundation for my next run."
"Second, it can avoid over-consumption of Koizumi's campaign resources, and I can run for parliamentary election instead."
"Third, we can ask Takigawa Masami to support Abe Nosuke in exchange for certain political resources and a list of one or more cabinet ministers for our Koizumi family."
"How about it? What do you think?"
All the members of Koizumi's family who attended the meeting looked at each other.
For a moment, everyone was convinced by Koizumi Shinjiro's ideas.
I have to admit it.
What Shinjiro Koizumi said makes a lot of sense.
Since it is an election that is bound to be lost, this is indeed the only way for the Koizumi family to gain the greatest political resources.
I used to think that this patriarch was too greedy for pleasure.
This will lead to the political decline of the Koizumi family.
Now it seems that his political planning is not bad.
"Shinjiro, it seems you have really thought about it!!" The old man in the family said in a deep voice: "I misunderstood you. I thought you were just having fun and didn't want to bear the political responsibility of the Koizumi family."
"Of course not." Koizumi Shinjiro said righteously: "I have the blood of the Koizumi family flowing in my veins. From the day I was born, I have been carrying the hopes of the Koizumi family. I will definitely make the Koizumi family the number one political family in Japan."
"Okay, I agree with your idea this time. Let's do it according to your opinion." The old man paused and said earnestly, "But you must be sure that you can keep your wife firmly under control."
"Everyone can rest assured about this." Koizumi Shinjiro said proudly: "From the first day Takigawa Masami married into the Koizumi family, she has always regarded me as her god and never dared to disobey me."
The Koizumi family elder and several other family elders looked at each other.
They all nodded.
Since the head of the family said so.
This is the only thing we can do.
But it always seems that something is wrong?
But I can’t tell.
After finishing the meeting, Shinjiro Koizumi ran into the back hall excitedly.
His wife, Takigawa Asami, was wearing a kimono and was extremely beautiful.
But it happened that the joy instantly dispelled the regret in Shinjiro Koizumi's heart.
He took off his headphones.
Grab Takigawa Asami's hands tightly.
"Your method is really good, Yamei! You are really amazing. Everything that happened was exactly as you expected." Koizumi Shinjiro said with a smile:
"It was so satisfying to see those old guys being rendered speechless by what I said!"
"You know what? Ever since my father passed away, I, the so-called head of the family, have been scolded by them every time we have a meeting."
"These old guys are even worse than my dead father!!!"
"From now on, Shinjiro, you can focus on drinking and going to nightclubs, creating comics, and doing what you want to do." Takigawa Masami smiled.
He withdrew his little hands without saying a word.
He wiped it behind him disgustedly.
Then take off your headphones.
Looking at Shinjiro Koizumi's excitement.
Sneered in his heart.
This trash!!!
Even when speaking in public, he has to give his own remote instructions.
Say what you want and repeat it.
What a useless thing!!
But this is just fine.
This idiot really thinks I'm thinking about him.
Takigawa Masami strolled towards her room.
Everything is just as I imagined.
really.
Japanese politics is no different from the entertainment industry.
If he were to participate in the prime minister election this time, he could push his popularity to the highest level.
He will take over all the political resources of the Koizumi family.
Then.
Then he asked Abe Nosuke to exchange for the position of cabinet minister.
And her stupid husband is still counting on the next election.
Doesn't he know that his popularity will only be higher in the next election?
His political voice far exceeds his.
Takigawa Masami walked into the bathroom.
He turned on the faucet and carefully scrubbed the hands that had just been held.
My thoughts had already drifted to that man.
Fang Zuojun. She bit her lower lip and looked into the wash mirror.
The person in the mirror has muddy eyes and a flushed face.
I wanted to send him a message immediately.
Make an appointment with him to share the joy.
At this moment, Fang Zuo was observing the Japanese divine kingdom barrier in the void.
The incense barrier is still tightly closed.
But I can clearly feel that several gaps are getting bigger and bigger.
It seems that the Japanese authorities representing his own ties are increasing.
And I have already taken back the long sword.
I am confident that I can break through this barrier of incense.
The only thing to consider is the head-on battle against the remaining few First Gods.
And there are countless warriors from the Kingdom of God.
No matter how small an ant is, if they reach a certain number, they can kill an elephant.
Moreover, in the Kingdom of God they can be reborn infinitely. (End of this chapter)
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