Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 212 Once Again

Jing Shinmura has been numbed by the stimulation of various tools.

There was a loud bang.

At this time, the door of Xincun Jing's apartment was kicked open.

Several police officers stood at the door with tools to break into the door.

After the door was broken open, the police rushed in.

The female police officer used a blanket to cover Xincun Jing's almost naked body, which was only covered by a wet white shirt, without a bra or underwear.
Several other male police officers firmly held down the struggling woman.

The woman's ferocious face was ashen and black as she continued to roar, "Ximura Jing, I want you to die. Why? Why should I die? And Fei Guangying, that bitch, I want you all to die."

The woman rolled her eyes and black smoke rose from her forehead.

Immediately, a police officer took out a talisman and cast a Yin-Yang spell to capture the black smoke.

Shinmura Jing was so scared that she wanted to get up, but she was too weak to move.

"You're fine, Ms. Niimura Jing." The female police officer wrapped Niimura Jing in a blanket and helped her up. "The murderer had his body taken over by a vengeful spirit last night and came to seek revenge on you. Fortunately, the daughter of the original owner of this body called the police and learned that her mother was mentally ill. It was also thanks to Principal Sakura Feiguang that she called the police and reported that you didn't come to class this morning and couldn't be contacted."

"There are too many cases like this in Tokyo these days. We'll take you to the hospital right away."

Shinmura Jing lay exhausted on the sofa, with numbness and soreness on many parts of her body and the skin between her thighs. As she listened to the female police officer's explanation, she was so exhausted both physically and emotionally that she could not even react.

"Ms. Jing Niimura, do you know who this vengeful spirit is?" asked the female police officer.

"Shiratori Yuko." Shinmura Akira weakly uttered a few words: "Why does she hate us? It was Tomigen Nako who killed her and sacrificed her to the evil god. Why would she hate us?"

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"Principal Feiguangying, you really are getting younger and younger."

"Principal Feiguangying, how do you take care of your skin? How come you don't even have wrinkles around your eyes?"

"Principal Feiguangying, what skin care products are you using? Your skin is really elastic."

Sakura Kimitsu walked around the party with a smile, enjoying the admiration of these Tokyo upper class people, men and women.

I feel like I’m back to being a young girl.

Especially these successful men.

Perhaps the covetous eyes that directed their gazes at her in the past were mostly due to the halo of her status, but the admiration and possessive looks she received now were the brilliance that she herself exuded and could feel.

Only when I reached the age of a woman did I truly appreciate the joy of being a woman.

Fei Guangying was sincerely grateful to the man in her heart.

If there is still a trace of greed, I hope that he can sleep next to me every night, and I am the only one who can accommodate him.

"Principal Fei Guangying" a low-level magnetic man interrupted Fei Guangying's fantasy.

Hiroshi Hosokawa came over with a glass of red wine. As a middle-aged man, he was much taller and more handsome than the fat and bald man next to him.

"Hello, Mr. Hosokawa." Sakura Kimitsu came back to her senses and raised her glass with a smile.

The pearl necklace on her neck makes her skin look even whiter.

"Principal Sakura Kikou is getting more and more beautiful." Hosokawa Yuji said as he clinked his wine glasses.

"Have you seen me before, Mr. Hosokawa?" asked Sakura Kimitsu curiously.

I heard from those ladies that Hiroshi Hosokawa was transferred from the Kansai Internal Affairs Department.

The tall and handsome Hiroshi Hosokawa easily captured the hearts of these ladies who had been living in seclusion for a long time.

It's like meeting a guy with eight-pack abs in the gym, and you want to devour him.

"Of course, I am a loyal fan of Principal Sakura Kikou." Hosokawa Yuji smiled slightly.

The smile made Hibiki Sakura feel somewhat familiar.

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Inside a luxury cruise ship on the high seas.

The white-haired girl was quickly escorted to Zhou Yuanyan's room by several bodyguards.

She was wearing a suspender skirt, with a small chest curve, and her small body was handcuffed and shackled.

Because the skin was too delicate, the wrists and ankles were already red from the friction of the metal.

His mouth was sealed with tape and he kept whimpering.

A pair of light green gem-like eyes, full of unyielding determination, were staring warily at the two men in the room.

Fang Zuo tore off the tape on her mouth and glanced at her body lightly. An inexplicable breath filled her body and soul.

“???” The girl’s hair stood on end and her face turned red instantly.

He was saying something that Fang Zuo couldn't understand.

Even the neck and chest were red.

Her skin, which was already incredibly white, thin and translucent, with a touch of blush, now looked even more tender and delicious.

It makes people imagine how pink and juicy the skin underneath the suspender skirt is.

Fang Zuo only slightly had the same idea as this man.

Fang Zuo was stunned. So sensitive?

Zhou Yuanyan saw the girl's face flushed red as if she had a fever, and frowned: "Is she sick?"

"It's okay. I just scanned her with my spiritual sense. She seems to have very keen perception, even better than a Jindan cultivator." Fang Zuo became interested in this girl.

"Of course, it wouldn't be strange if you knew her background." Zhou Yuanyan said with a smile, taking a few steps closer.

The woman stared at Zhou Yuanyan approaching with vigilance, sat on the carpet in the room and quickly backed away. Although her limbs were restrained, she rolled and crawled towards Fang Zuo and hugged Fang Zuo's legs.

The little head was tucked behind Fang's left calf, and its light green gem-like eyes stared straight at Zhou Yuanyan.

Fang Zuo frowned and looked at Zhou Yuanyan with doubt.

"Maybe your realm has reached such a high level that she feels familiar with you." Zhou Yuanyan said with a smile.

Zhou Yuanyan asked, "What's your name?"

The girl didn't respond.

Zhou Yuanyan asked the same question in several languages.

The girl finally spoke: "Fatiya."

Then he added: "I can speak English too."

"What language did you just speak?" Fang Zuo asked.

"Arabic." Zhou Yuanyan said, "This is a true goddess."

"Is a goddess worthy of such attention from these religions?" Fang Zuo said, "I've seen goddesses before."

Not only have I seen them, I've slept with both goddesses and saints.

Fang Zuo said in his heart.

One is a selected goddess, and the other is an artificially created saint.

Although he had a certain status, he did not seem to be so important that archbishops of all religions appeared one after another.

"This is the true daughter of God." Zhou Yuanyan said with a serious expression: "I'm not particularly clear on the details. Although it's relatively easy to become a deity in the current incense system, there's one characteristic you've noticed: her strength is very weak."

"However, not all gods are like this, and not all religions have gods created by incense and worship. There are always some original gods, just like in Buddhism and Taoism, who have existed since the beginning of heaven and earth."

"Maybe not as strong as the Three Pure Ones, but not too weak either."

"Like the 'Lord' they are talking about?" Fang Zuo said.

"Not only that, in addition to those newly emerging religions, these old religions, even Japan's Shintoism, have several primordial gods." Zhou Yuanyan said: "If you really want to reach out to the incense kingdom of these religions, then you must be prepared to face these primordial gods."

"According to you, this girl is..." Fang Zuo looked down at Fatia who was sitting on the carpet, hugging her calves.

A pair of long white legs stretched out from the suspender skirt and lay flat on the carpet.

With her delicate body and youthful and passive charm, she inspires a sense of protection in men.

"She is a descendant of the true first god, belonging to the first god of the Jewish Christian lineage." Zhou Yuanyan stared at the girl with fanatical eyes.

Fang Zuo had seen this kind of gaze several times in his laboratory, always when he was looking at the experimental subjects.

"Why is the daughter of the First God here?" Fang Zuo pulled his trousers, and the girl's small hands grabbed his trouser legs tightly and pulled them down.

"The religious details here are unclear, largely due to the wars between Israel, Palestine, and Lebanon," Zhou Yuanyan said. "This war is not only a territorial war, but also a religious war. This area was originally a sacred place for the Jewish people, and the war is said to have destroyed many holy places. It's not surprising that a goddess emerged from the holy land."

"Looking at the attitudes of those religions, it seems they want her dead." Fang Zuo touched his chin: "A bunch of incense believers actually want the death of a daughter of the same lineage as the First God."

"Who knows about these religious matters? The ethics of the creatures from the other two continents are so distorted that it's not surprising that something happens. I'll slowly ask her and find out the whole story." Zhou Yuanyan looked at the trembling girl and said in English:

"First of all, I don't like women, so you don't have to worry about losing your virginity, and you don't have to worry about becoming a man's plaything, do you understand?"

Fatia was startled and looked up at Fang Zuo. Fang Zuo looked down and knew that she had misunderstood what she meant.

"Don't get me wrong, he doesn't like men either." Fang Zuo sent a divine thought to Fatia and said, "He is a Buddhist. He doesn't marry or touch women."

Only then did Fatia nod, and her vigilance towards Zhou Yuanyan decreased a little, and she seemed to have some good feelings towards Buddhists.

"Second, I will not hurt you. Instead, I will protect you. However, you need to cooperate with me. I will need to draw some blood from you every month, and I will also give you limited freedom."

"Why is it limited freedom? You know in your heart how many people in this world want to capture you or kill you. Restricting your freedom is to protect you."

"If you are obedient, you can live a long time. Even when I no longer need your blood, I can let you go. This is my promise to you."

Fatia was a little scared when she heard about blood, and she grabbed Fang Zuo's trouser leg tightly with her little hands.

"Just think of it as a monthly health check." Fang Zuo patted her head. "It really is a health check. The equipment they have is probably the best in the world. Only freedom is yours. You know, once you leave this room, who knows how many people will want you dead."

Fatia thought about the expressions of these people these days and nodded quickly.

His white hair was extremely dazzling under the light in the room.

"With her, perhaps we can uncover more secrets of human genes, ancient mysteries, and some understanding of the power of incense." Zhou Yuanyan said, "Now the next step is how to get her away."

"Although that White Lady wouldn't betray her clients, these religious figures probably have some way of finding out the location of the daughter of the First God, who is from the same lineage."

Fang Zuo patted the girl's head silently, pulled out his legs, and walked out the door.

Zhou Yuanyan looked at Fang Zuo who had already opened the door and smiled bitterly.

He took the girl to the bottom of the cabin.

After getting on the helicopter, the movable deck converted the helicopter for several people to the outside of the cruise ship.

The propeller turned rapidly, and soon the helicopter took off and flew towards the coast of Japan.

Not long after flying, several huge forces followed Zhou Yuanyan's helicopter closely.

"Sure enough, you're chasing me." Zhou Yuanyan frowned and said, "If you hadn't come, I'm afraid I would be in big trouble too."

Fang Zuo disappeared in the helicopter in an instant, and when he appeared in the helicopter again, the several auras had disappeared.

Inside the cruise ship, Mrs. Bai was sitting on the sofa with her iPad checking the proceeds from the auction.

A bodyguard in a suit and sunglasses walked in and reported quietly.

"What?" Mrs. Bai was so surprised that the iPad in her hand fell to the ground.

"Are you sure you saw it clearly? And it's not blurry eyes?" Mrs. Bai raised her eyebrows, squeezed her plump thighs together, adjusted her sitting position, and picked up the iPad.

"I saw it clearly, ma'am. I wasn't the only one who saw it," the bodyguard said. "Our helicopter was following from a distance when we saw a giant golden hand appear in the sky and crush the bishops' plane and the people aboard it into dust."

"Several bishops didn't even have time to take action before they disappeared without a trace."

"Aegis also sent a message. Several blips on the radar disappeared instantly. It's indeed correct."

Mrs. Bai put the iPad aside and took a deep breath.

He waved his hand.

The bodyguard retreated respectfully.

She stood up and kicked her legs one after another, and her high heels flew away.

Then she reached down and ripped down the white C-string panties between her legs, tossing them casually on the floor, and then she took off her dress and let it hang on the ground.

There was a sound of water splashing.

Mrs. Bai jumped into the water and turned over to swim on her back.

The flattened arc tells the truth about oneself.

Swam back and forth several times.

Under the cover of night, the cold water made her hot body feel much more comfortable.

Mrs. Bai floated on the water, thinking carefully.

The bishops of several major religions died at the same time, and it seemed that huge pressure would soon come towards him.

But, these can still be sustained.

After all, it has nothing to do with me, and I have always remained neutral among all major forces.

What makes him even more uneasy is who is behind this Dr. Zhou and Mr. Fang beside him?

Or should we act together?
It is so powerful that it wiped out several archbishops in an instant. When did such a force appear in this world?

And Mr. Fang, who keeps saying that he can't handle it, does he really have the ability to do so?
Mrs. Bai snorted disdainfully.

He turned around and continued swimming.

We will meet again anyway, so I want to see it for myself.

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Fei Guangying walked out of the cocktail party.

I received a call from the police not long ago and they said that Shinmura Jing is now fine.

There was indeed a vengeful spirit that tormented her all night. The doctor checked and found that her body was overdrawn and she needed to rest for a while.

Although night had just fallen, Sakura Feiguang had already thought about going home.

First, I feel a little bored and fed up with listening to these people's compliments.

The second reason is maintenance.

Maintenance is extremely important to her now.

Staying up late is the skin’s biggest enemy.

Who made me have so many competitors?

When I think of the Yamaguchi-gumi lady, I don’t believe I will lose to her.

Just as Hibiki Sakura walked to the street to hail a taxi.

A voice stopped her.

"Principal Sakura Kiyotaka, are you leaving so early?" Hosokawa Hiroshi also came out and said to Sakura Kiyotaka with a smile.

"Ah, Mr. Hosokawa, yes, I want to go back and rest." Seeing that Hosokawa Yuzhi was getting too close, Sakura Kiguang quickly took two steps back to get rid of the ambiguous distance between the man and the woman, and she nodded.

"Let me take you there." Hosokawa Yuzhi said, "My car is right next to us."

"Mr. Hosokawa, weren't you drunk? That's not good." Sakura Kimitsu was stunned.

"I just raised my hand to clink glasses. I just took a sip when I clinked glasses with you just now. It's okay." Hosokawa Yuji said with a warm smile.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hosokawa, I don't have the habit of taking a man's car home." Sakura Kimitsu shook her head: "I'm sorry, Mr. Hosokawa."

"Oh, that's okay, Principal Fei Guangying." The man spread his hands indifferently, appearing very generous.

Sakura Kimitsu smiled slightly, bent down and got into the taxi, rolled down the window and waved goodbye to Hiroshi Hosokawa.

The taxi arrived home quickly.

After paying the fare, Fei Guangying went in and left.

at this time.

Not far away, in a dark corner under a big tree, Hosokawa Hiroshi was in the driver's seat, watching Sakura Kimitsu walk into the house from afar.

An inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

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After Feng Dielian finished looking up the information and returned to her apartment, it was already evening.

She sat on the sofa in a daze.

It's not that I feel tired, quite the opposite.

He hadn't slept for a day and a night, and something almost happened during the day, but Feng Dielian was still very excited at this moment.

She didn't know why.

She looked at the address book on her phone, still hesitating.

Is it because you know what will happen next?

Feng Dielian held her cell phone, typing non-stop, organizing the language of the text messages, and then deleting them all.

She has done this action many times.

Feng Dielian sighed.

just now.

Yingsora Kurumi had already gone to bed early, and this time seemed to be the best time to contact the man.

(End of this chapter)