Tokyo Takeshi Convinces People with Virtue

Chapter 154 Tokyo Collapse Plan
The quality of the invitations is amazing.

Just like the skin of a 16-year-old girl, it exudes youthful silkiness.

The corners are inlaid with bits of gold.

Bai Long opened it and saw that there were words cobbled together from diamonds inside, "Dear Mr. Bai:
Please forgive my recklessness, but I want to win the title of Your Excellency's strongest martial artist on the surface. I hope that you will receive the invitation to go to the roof of the Kitasenju Marui Department Store and take a helicopter to Sea Eagle Island.

We fight it out. "

Dueling book?
Bai Long took a look, the other party was really willing to spend money.

Interesting, this kind of duel book has only been seen in movies and TV shows.

He hoped that the other party would let him kill some time.

Bailong put on mille-soled cloth shoes, walked out of the Jingu-ryu Hall, and headed for Jingu's house around the corner.

If you want to go outside, you need to tell Qiansha that you don't need to cook his food tonight.

Or, staged a scene of Jiu Shangwen?

Defeat the enemy with warm food?

Considering that he didn't know where Haiying Island was, he decided not to play that routine. He walked to the door of his house, opened the door, and said, "Qiansha!"

Shout out.

Immediately, a round hole appeared on the ground of the entrance, and Jingu Chisa rose from the bottom. Her long black hair was tied into two cute buns, a little bit of temple hair was left, but it couldn't cover her pink ears.

The earlobes are full and round like glutinous rice dumplings.

She is wearing a light green loose T-shirt today, paired with shorts, so that it creates a visual feast that does not seem to be wearing pants underneath.

No stockings, legs as white as curdled milk.

"Brother Long, what do you want me to do? Do you want to eat watermelon?"

She clapped her hands together, and with this seemingly simple movement, she gathered people's hearts together, her eyes smiling into crescent shapes.

"I just received a duel letter, and I won't come back for dinner at night."

Bailong took out the dueling book and shook it.

Jingu Chisa's expression was a little surprised and said: "What age is it, and you still make this kind of duel book?"

"It's a man's romance."

Bailong has a different view on this, the battle must be fought openly and aboveboard, and those masters in the novel have to make an appointment first to fight.

The people who don't make appointments are the kind of small characters who don't make it to the stage.

"Oh."

Jingong Qiansha didn't stop her, and with Brother Long's strength, she didn't need to worry about encountering dangers and traps at all, "Bon voyage."

"You wait for my good news at home."

Hakuryu put away the duel book and turned to Marui Department Store in Kitasenju.

Jingu Chisa watched him leave the yard.

A strange color flashed across the light purple eyes. After thinking about it, she sighed softly. Her own strength was too weak, and she wanted to deal with Heli.

The heart is more than enough.

She returned to the underground practice field, continued to practice spiritual skills, and strived to break through the ninth realm as soon as possible.

……

At around [-]:[-], Bailong boarded the helicopter and flew to Haiying Island.

Meanwhile, Shinjuku Nomura Building.

In the Western-style restaurant on the 39th floor, the light is slightly dim, and the soft piano sound spreads from the center to the surroundings of the hall.

nice environment.

Compared with the men in suits around him, Fujinami Tahei looked very different. The priest's sari suit did not fit the style of a western restaurant, but no one had any objections.

Extraordinary people are always privileged.

Fujinami Taihei refused to be led by the guards, and walked to the table where the candles were lit. The candlelight illuminated the woman sitting on the chair. She was in her early thirties, her skin was well maintained, and she seemed to be in her twenties.

And the temperament is different from the youthfulness of a woman, exuding the maturity that thirty should have.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, a little beauty spot on the corner of the mouth, the black evening dress is not deep, but under the embellishment of patterns, it looks a bit gorgeous.

"Emily, it's so rare that you actually want to invite me to dinner."

Fujinami Tahei said with a smile, and pulled away the chair opposite.

Uto, that is, Emily, said with a straight face: "It's a shame that you can say this sentence as if nothing happened. Don't forget what happened to Kensuke Shinto just now."

"Have it?"

Fujinami Taihei spread his hands, not acknowledging this well-known fact, and said with a smile: "However, I did get some information about the Orthodox Sect recently.

They will make big moves in the near future. "

"What big move?"

Emily offered to pour him a glass of red wine.

Fujinami Taihei didn't say anything, but smiled and said, "You know I don't like red wine."

"That's why I chose to order a bottle of red wine in a western restaurant, as revenge for someone's ruthlessness."

Emily poured another glass for herself, held up the glass, and raised her glass to the other side.

Fujinami Taihei shrugged, raised his wine glass in return, frowned, and drank the strange-tasting red wine.

For a certain age, he is more inclined to Edo in terms of diet, and he can't accept this kind of strange red wine, so he swallows it reluctantly.

"Hehe." Emily smiled.

The waiter came over with a plate, served two Kobe beef steaks that were half-ripe, and placed them in front of them, "I wish you a pleasant meal."

After saying this, the waiter withdrew.

Emily put down her wine glass and asked, "It's time to talk about business."

Fujinami Tahei picked up a knife and fork to cut open the steak, and said with a smile: "We recently obtained some important information through divination, and we are working on the interpretation.

In fact, there is a picture of the destruction of Tokyo. "

"How many times is this the end?"

Emily complained about such a speech, but understood that this kind of thing is better to be believed than not to be believed.

The cost of being wrong is too great to be borne by anyone, and even the entire world's economy will be severely impacted.

Fujinami Taibei smiled and said: "The probability of this possibility is not high. As long as there is Hakuryu, Tokyo cannot be destroyed."

"...Bailong may have left Tokyo."

Emily stated the fact.

As the strongest martial artist on the surface, Bailong's every move, the sixth section of the National Special Search was very concerned, but he didn't monitor it.

But Robert, who was staying at the Jingongliu Club, would still report to the higher-ups when Bailong left.

"Robert said that he received a courier and left, but didn't ask the specific reason."

After all, they were not monitoring, but just a passing word from Robert.

There was no smile on Fujinami Tahei's face, the Kobe steak in his mouth lost its delicious taste, his eyes opened, "If he leaves Tokyo, then tonight is likely to be the time for the enemy to act."

Hiss, Emily realized the seriousness of the problem, and immediately took out her mobile phone from her bag, and sent a message through the exclusive APP of National Special Search Six Section to notify the headquarters building.

Urgent assembly tonight.

Maybe a little nervous, but she believes that it is better to be prepared than to be unprepared, and it is better to be prepared and not to be used than to be used but not to be prepared.

Fujinami Taihei was not in the mood to continue eating, so he got up and said, "I'm going back to Yinyang, and I'll check the prophecy map related to the night first, so you can find out the whereabouts of the white dragon."

"Ah."

Emily nodded and lost interest in the candlelight dinner.

Without the power beyond the fate of the white dragon, the fate is likely to point to a future of destruction.

She must try to avoid that from happening.

……

Jingle, Jingle.

The Jingu family's doorbell rang.

Robert pressed several times in a row, his face covered with claw marks was solemn.

"Come on!"

A carefree voice came from inside, the door opened, the girl was wearing a strapless black T-shirt, her shiny golden curly hair covered her fair shoulders, but couldn't cover the curve of her collarbone.

Below are short jeans.

"I remember that you are a student of Jingu Liu Guild Hall, what's the matter?"

Jingu Mingtong blinked, the claw mark on this cheek is too easy to recognize, once seen, it is hard to forget.

Robert said with a serious face: "Miss Mingtong, do you know where Bai Shifan is going?"

"He received someone else's duel book, decided to fight, and didn't come back for dinner at night, what's wrong?"

"Actually, something big might happen in Tokyo tonight."

Robert paused, thinking it was necessary to tell her about the matter, and said in a low voice: "The Orthodox sect is likely to be planning an action to destroy Tokyo, and the Sixth Section of the National Special Search Division and the main office of the shrine have already cooperated.

At this time, we want to confirm Bai Shifan's whereabouts. If he is around, everyone will have a bottom line in their hearts. "

"The Orthodox sect... sounds familiar."

Mingong Mingtong touched his chin, trying to think in his mind when he had heard this name before.

"They are a bunch of lunatics, please be careful before Bai Shifan comes back."

A word of caution from Robert.

Jingong Mingtong was stunned for a moment, then his face was exposed, and he shouted: "You look down on me?! Disappear immediately!"

An ordinary person actually told her to be careful, like an Olympic long-distance running champion being taught how to run by a passerby who is not even an amateur.

There will be more anger than gratitude for the other person's concern.

I'm on a horse and need your advice? !
Jingong Mingtong glared angrily, feeling that she was underestimated.

"Uh." Robert didn't know what he said wrong. Naturally, it was impossible to apologize in time and ask clearly... Judging by the appearance of the other party, he still chose to leave.

"Humph!"

Jingong Mingtong exhaled heavily through his nostrils, the anger in his heart did not subside, he turned around and went to the entrance.

Footsteps are heavier than ever.

Chisa Jingomiya from the kitchen looked puzzled and said, "Sister, you look very angry."

"I've been seriously underestimated by others. How can I fix it? If the Orthodox sect really dares to make trouble tonight, let's see how I deal with them. I want that guy to understand how powerful I am!"

Jingong Mingtong clenched his fists, thankful that he didn't practice today, but played League of Legends all day, and planned to work hard at night.

This is really a good habit.

Keep going until school starts.

Speaking of the start of school, Jingong Mingtong suddenly remembered that he hadn't written his summer homework yet.

Forget it, just find someone to copy it when the time comes.

Her identity in school was that of a bad older sister, a rampant school bully who could copy anyone's homework with a single word.

"Hey, the Orthodox Sect, they really like to cause trouble."

Jingong Qiansha frowned slightly, if I remember correctly, that woman is from this sect.

"Whatever faction he is, don't think that you can do whatever you want by transferring the idiot dragon, Tokyo still has me sitting here."

"Hi, hi." Jingu Chisa nodded, and the response was obviously somewhat perfunctory.

It's not that she doesn't believe in her sister's strength, but compared to Long Ge, no one is qualified to guard this place.

The enemy made use of the information gap to get Brother Long to leave...

Jingong Qiansha thought for a while, but she still wasn't worried about Brother Long's problems. There was no one in the world who could bring Brother Long down.

Jingong Mingtong was taken aback, and muttered: "Idiot Longwai, I haven't been afraid of anyone yet."

My heart was full of dissatisfaction, and I decided to let my sister understand that I was still a very reliable sister.

……

The saint stands in front of the huge French windows, overlooking the scenery below from the 43rd floor.

Roads are interspersed among high-rise buildings. Vehicles, pedestrians, and pedestrians look extremely small when viewed from here.

That's the beauty of being high.

She thought, full of anticipation for tonight.

If the plan is successful, she will merge with the great god and create a new world.

A smile appeared on the saint's face.

Creaking, the door behind was pushed open, and two people, one tall and one short, entered the office.

The saint turned around and said, "You are here, Sickle Weasel and Peach Blossom Demon."

"Of course, our cooperation with you is to destroy mankind."

Peach Blossom Demon was full of excitement, he always kept in mind the enmity of Master Yuzao, and wished he could cut Bailong into pieces.

It's a pity that his own strength is not enough to do that kind of thing, and he can only rely on the power of the gods to take revenge.

As for how much danger it poses to the world, Peach Blossom Demon doesn't care, and there is no need to exist in a world without Master Yuzao.

Kamaitachi was very calm, and whispered: "Did Hakuryu really leave Tokyo?"

"Well, he is rushing to Haiying Island by helicopter, where there will be a 24 solar terms killer waiting."

"They are no match for Bailong."

"As long as Bailong can stay on Haiying Island for a while longer."

The saint explained aloud that she didn't expect the 24 solar terms killer to kill the white dragon.

The moment the plan is realized is a victory.

"Shall we act at seven?"

"No, we will act immediately after his helicopter leaves Honshu."

The saint shook her head and shortened the time further.

She just got the news that the Sixth Division of the National Special Search, the Main Office of the Shrine, the Office of Religious Management, and the General Affairs Office of Buddhist Temples seem to be aware of the behavior of the Orthodox Sect, but they are not too sure.

After all, they haven't mobilized large-scale manpower to settle in Tokyo at present, but things will change later, and the saint has reached this point in her thoughts, so let's go one step faster.

In any case, she will take advantage of the flames of war burning across the 23 wards of Tokyo to sneak attack on the headquarters building of the Sixth Section of the National Special Search Division.

"Your task is to continue to create chaos, to cause trouble in crowded places, to attract their attention, and to facilitate my actions in the dark."

"Don't worry, this is the last performance, I will bet all my strength and make a scene to my heart's content."

The Peach Blossom Demon grinned ferociously, disregarding her own life and death, just to avenge Lord Yuzaoqian.

"Well, let's have fun."

It was rare for Kamaitachi not to object to him, and he also wanted to avenge Master Tamazamo in his heart.

As long as there is a chance, they are willing to bet everything to seize it.

The saint smiled all over her face and said, "I appreciate your will to revenge. Come on, let's toast to the Tokyo collapse plan."

"I'm not interested in drinking with humans."

The Peach Blossom Demon was full of displeasure.

"That's right, what a pity." The saint picked up the wine glass on the table and drank the red wine in one gulp.

The phone screen suddenly lights up, showing that the current time is 06:30.

She pulled down the pop-up window, it was a message from her subordinates, and the helicopter flew out of Honshu Island.

"The biggest hidden danger has left, and it's time for a good show."

(End of this chapter)