The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 356 Shadow of Truth (3)

A fat civet cat stretched and woke up in front of everyone, but when it noticed the situation around it, it was too late.

It screamed and tried to escape, but Xingchang Rang held it down with his hand. The strange tattoo on the palm of his hand glowed, and the tattoo turned into a black tentacle that stretched out like a snake and tied it up tightly.

"Monster! It's actually a monster!" Xingchang Rang widened his eyes, excitedly looking at the struggling fat raccoon cat, his voice a little distorted: "It's actually transformed from a TV, this is really unheard of and unseen, and it doesn't look like an ordinary Tsukumogami, let me study the composition of this thing..."

Others also stared at the raccoon cat in surprise, marveling at it.

"Raccoon monster..." Ling Nai said with eyes wide open: "I heard about it when my elders told stories when I was a child, but it happened in the city..."

King Kong laughed and said, "Is this the enemy? He's quite cute. Is it too much to spend 100 million yen to defeat him? I thought he was a strong-looking guy. I wonder if he can take my punch."

"Big guy, I advise you not to underestimate the enemy." Anna's eyes showed vigilance: "I smell something bad from this thing. This is not a monster in the traditional sense."

Qian Xiaoyi said, "Anna is right. This is just a part of the monster group. What we have to fight is not only these monsters, but also an entire magic circle. Okay, Xingchang, let it go. There will be plenty of opportunities to study it in the future. We still need it to lead the way. We don't have much time now."

Xingchang reluctantly withdrew the slippery black tentacles that emerged from his palm, licked his lips, and let go of the raccoon cat. The raccoon cat immediately ran away, dived into the TV screen that suddenly lit up in the darkness, and slipped away.

"Hmph, pervert." Anna looked at Xingchang's retracted tentacles with disdain.

"Okay, let's follow them!" Qian Xiaoyi took out a compass and said, "We are ready to enter the enemy's base camp. Be careful at all times. This time we are breaking in openly. Once we enter, the defense mechanism of the magic circle will be triggered, so everyone be careful."

"Oh!"

At this time, in the press conference venue on the second floor, dozens of journalist friends had already taken their seats, holding all kinds of cameras in their hands, and professional cameras were already set up. Before the press conference started, they were all talking about it, and they didn't understand why the youngest son of the Nanajo family would choose this time to hold the press conference.

After a while, the scene immediately became noisy because Nanajo Masato, who initiated the press conference, had walked onto the stage. When many reporters saw him, their cameras immediately flashed non-stop and they took pictures of him from various angles.

"Mr. Nanajo is here."

"Mr. Nanajo, what's going on?"

"Mr. Nanajo, I'm from XX Daily. May I ask why you are holding a press conference at this time?"

"What position do you represent? I heard that you recently joined WTV. Does WTV have something big to announce?"

"Is it a collaboration with a celebrity, or an announcement of a major show or movie? Why was there no news before?"

Everyone started asking questions at once, and some even wanted to rush up with the microphone in hand.

"Please be quiet!" Shichijo Masato supported his hands on the podium and said into the microphone: "There will be a question-and-answer session later. I will answer all the questions one by one. Please stay in your seats and don't cause chaos. Otherwise, I won't know which reporter's question to answer. Please cooperate." Upon hearing this, the reporters returned to their seats obediently. At this time, the venue was silent, with only the occasional sound of camera shutters.

Nanajo Masato was being stared at by dozens of people, and he was still a little nervous. He calmed down and said, "I invited everyone to come here this time. The reason I held this press conference is to expose one thing. In fact, there is a heinous darkness and ugliness inside WTV and Starlight Agency. When I learned about this, I was very shocked and complicated. Today, I want to expose this matter..."

What he said caused an uproar, and reporters couldn't help asking questions.

"Mr. Nanajo, may I ask what exactly happened? Are you acting on behalf of WTV? Or are you acting on behalf of the Nanajo Foundation?"

"Does this mean that the Nanajo Foundation has had disagreements with WTV and Starlight Agency, or even broken up?"

Nanajo Masato said into the microphone: "I only represent the position of the Nanajo Foundation. In fact, my position at WTV was suspended this morning."

The reporters were all agitated. The Nanajo Group was the major shareholder of WTV. As the sole heir to the group, Nanajo Masato was suspended? This was outrageous. Something big must have happened!
Just when the reporters' gossiping hearts were ignited, what happened next not only failed to extinguish the flames, but instead was like pouring a bucket of gasoline into it, making the flames more and more intense.

Just as Nanajo Masato was about to continue speaking, a group of people suddenly broke into the meeting room.

"Masato-kun, what on earth are you doing?" Director Yamada Takashi and his men walked in. He looked very flustered, his tie was a little crooked, and he didn't even notice that he had his socks on the wrong way. He must have come out in a hurry.

Seeing another big shot arriving, the reporters immediately turned their cameras and took a lot of photos of him, with flash lights going off non-stop.

Excitement, the excitement that had nowhere to go made the reporters' breathing heavy. The air was like the atmosphere before a storm, making their souls tremble. Which reporter would not like this kind of occasion?

"I want to see rivers of blood!"

This is the common voice of the reporters present.

So the microphone was immediately arranged.

"President Yamada, may I ask why you want to suspend Mr. Nanajo?"

"What exactly caused the conflict between the Nanajo Foundation and WTV?"

The director saw so many black cameras pointed at him, like guns, and couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed. He had just suspended that kid in the morning, and then in the evening he did this to me. Moreover, the press conference was held in the WTV building. Now he couldn't get rid of the responsibility even if he wanted to.

He really wanted the guards to "invite" this guy away and pretend he didn't see him, but the problem was that someone wouldn't let him be an ostrich with his head buried in the sand, so he had to cooperate with these people and continue acting.

"Mr. Zhengren, please stop messing around." He said loudly, "What you have done during this period has aroused public anger. Everyone is dissatisfied with your behavior. Suspension is a protection for you."

(End of this chapter)