Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 215 Assassination
There was wailing in the dark web group.

Those team members who had some common sense and had been watching and not participating, and those who survived with remote support, all spoke in the group.

[What happened? Everyone disappeared in an instant. Why did this happen? ]

[Dead, all dead, in just a moment, all dead.]

[My brother is dead!!! Mr. Zhang, do you know something? Why didn't you tell us?]

[Yes, why don’t you say it? You must know something, otherwise you wouldn’t give up.]

[Zhang Benren: What do I know? Do I need to explain it to you? You bunch of idiots!]

"A bunch of trash." Zhang Benren sneered and closed the dark web group, continuing to check the room plans and floor plans of the Tokyo Imperial Hotel.

"Master, there are only five executive suites on the floor where Jin Meiting lives. All of them are reserved by Jin Meiting. No reservations are accepted. You also need a specific elevator card to enter the relevant floor."

"I called and inquired. If you want to book a room on the other floors of this main building, non-Japanese nationals also need to register with the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Agency first and need a permit issued by the agency."

"Also, the entire hotel is covered with police networked cameras. There are almost no blind spots. If we enter, we will inevitably be photographed and stored in the police database immediately."

Ning Sheng shook his head: "There is almost no other way to deal with Jin Meiting in the hotel. Why don't we wait until she leaves the Tokyo Imperial Hotel."

"No, we don't have that much time. What's more, just because she comes out doesn't mean we have a chance. Let's go over here and take a look." Zhang Benren pointed to a high-rise building opposite the Imperial Hotel Tokyo, the Suzuki Planning Building.

The Suzuki Planning Building is slightly taller than the Imperial Hotel Tokyo. Although it is a bit far away, it is still very suitable for observing the situation of the Imperial Hotel Tokyo.

This is an old office building, and at this time, all the companies on the floors have closed.

The entire building was dark and empty.

There were only two elderly security guards dozing off at the entrance of the building.

"Master, you also need to swipe your card to enter the elevator floors." After the master and disciple entered the elevator, Ning Sheng pointed to the card swiping area and said.

"Go through the fire escape." Zhang Benren said.

The master and disciple walked up the stairs to the rooftop. The moment they opened the door, several AKs were aimed at them.

At the same time, several burly men with impressive auras looked over coldly: "Another one has come to our door."

It seems that the other party is well prepared. Are these Jin Meiting's bodyguards?
Zhang Benren narrowed his eyes, concentrated his energy and looked for an opportunity.

A big man came over with alloy shackles.

"Wait, you're the uncle-master?" One of the burly men stepped forward and looked Zhang Benren up and down: "The uncle-master is really you!!"

"Mistress?" Zhang Benren was stunned when he heard this and looked the other person up and down: "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to protect my employer. But why are you here, Uncle Master? Didn't you go to North America?" The burly man looked at Zhang Benren warily: "Uncle Master, you are not coming back to kill my employer, are you?"

"You bastard! I just met your master not long ago, and you pointed a gun at your uncle and fellow apprentice." Zhang Benren said angrily, "Why, Jin Meiting invited you? Why didn't your master tell me? Where's Xiaowu? Is he here too?"

"Xiao Wu isn't with me. He's protecting another employer. Uncle, why are you asking about Xiao Wu? Are you trying to trick me? Do you have any other ideas?" Xiao San looked at Zhang Benren warily and hesitantly, then took the alloy shackles from the side. "Uncle, you'd better wear these, otherwise I'm afraid you'll get angry."

He looked at Ning Sheng next to him and said, "Forget it, Junior Brother."

"You guy, don't you trust me, your uncle?" Zhang Benren sneered and wanted to speak.

Several AKs behind him pushed hard against his waist, signaling him to be quiet.

Zhang Benren felt the "aura" of this group of people. Each of them was unusual. Although they were not particularly strong, they all had a sense of fortitude. Looking at the furnishings around them, they were very professional and basically transformed into a giant cage.

Just waiting for someone like me to come to my door.
In the corner next to him, several "colleagues" who had arrived before him had been tied up and locked aside.

It’s no wonder they underestimated the enemy and fell into their trap.

Who would have thought that Kim Mi-jung, a figure in the entertainment industry, would have such strict protection.

I was wondering at the time why the reward for a woman in the entertainment industry was so high.

Now it seems to be ten times lower.

"Yes, I really don't trust my uncle-master. My master also said that you are not a good person. Don't believe anything he says." Xiao San was very straightforward.

After saying that, he took a few steps back, threw the alloy shackles far away at Zhang Benren's feet, and motioned him to put them on himself.

Zhang Benren sighed: "My senior brother never said a good word to me, but he is right!"

Just as the word 'right' was said.

Zhang Benren's momentum suddenly burst out, intimidating the gunmen behind him and making them stunned.

Seizing this tiny opportunity, Zhang Benren disappeared in an instant and appeared behind several gunmen, punching them like flying, hitting their vital points.

But these guys were also good fighters. They quickly adjusted their bodies, raised their guns to protect their vital parts, and blocked Zhang Benren's fists.

At this time, Ning Sheng made a flying kick from the side, kicking one of them away.

'Boom. '

'Boom. '

The two gunmen holding AKs used their guns to block Zhang Benren's fist, but they didn't expect that Zhang Benren's fist was so powerful that it bent their guns into a U shape.

Even so, the force remained undiminished, knocking the two men out and slamming them into the wall.

The two men struggled to stand up, threw away the twisted AK in their hands, endured the injuries, and looked at each other with Yaoyao and Zhang Benren.

"I didn't expect that my senior brother has so many good fighters now." Zhang Benren was also very surprised. If his two punches were used on an ordinary bodyguard, he would have been either dead or disabled, lying on the ground unable to move.

However, these two used their guns to relieve the force, and were able to gather their energy to block the remaining force the moment their fist entered their bodies.

Several other burly men stood up with serious expressions and surrounded them, forming a corner with each other.

"Mr. Zhang, release us first."

"We'll give you our share of the reward, too."

"Yes, we'll give you all we have."

Several killers who were tied up nearby spoke up.

Then footsteps were heard in the corridor, and two more killers came to the rooftop.

Seeing this scene, how could you not know what was going on?

He hurried over to the tied-up killers.

"Xiao San, if Xiao Wu wasn't here, you wouldn't be able to stop us today. Jin Meiting is dead. She offended a wealthy tycoon, and the reward on her head is astronomical. These killers are all coming for her." Zhang Benren smiled and said, "Uncle Master won't make things difficult for you. You can withdraw with your men."

"Mr. Zhang, this is not good," said one of the killers with a frown.

Zhang Benren turned around, smiled at the killer, and said, "What did you say?"

"Nothing," the killer flinched at the look and took two steps back.

"Master, I can't leave." Xiao San shook his head.

"Why, have you improved over the years? Do you dare to challenge Uncle Master?" Zhang Benren said with a smile: "Come on, take action and let Uncle Master see your progress."

"Uncle Master, I'm not leaving because I don't want you to die." Xiao San said in a deep voice, "You can't kill Jin Meiting."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Benren also put away his smile.

He knew this nephew of his, who was introverted and didn't like to joke. Since he spoke so seriously, there must be some hidden secret.

"This Jin Meiting is Master Fang's man." Xiao San said.

"Who?" Zhang Benren asked again suspiciously.

"Master Fang, that's what Master calls him." Xiao San repeated, "Although I don't know who Master Fang is, Master knows, and I'm sure Uncle Shi knows too."

"Master Fang?" Zhang Benren was shocked, and a trembling sensation surged through his body.

"Yes." Xiao San nodded: "That's why Master asked us to protect him."

"Master Fang, is he in Tokyo?"

"Yes, Master saw him a few days ago."

Zhang Benren stood there in a daze as if he had been struck by lightning.

My blood and energy are churning, my mind is in turmoil, what should I do? What should I do?
A feeling of death and suffocation that he had not experienced in many years suddenly approached Zhang Benren.

I actually offended Master Fang unintentionally.

Although it did not cause any consequences, it did violate that person's taboo.

It is impossible for the mistress to lie to herself and make up such a character.

How come he is in Tokyo? How come this Jin Meiting is his person?
What to do? How to make up for it?

"Mr. Zhang?" A killer nearby looked at Zhang Benren who was standing there in a daze, questioning him.

When Zhang Benren heard his name being called, he turned his head impatiently.

A shocking momentum soared into the sky.

Raise both hands flat, put your palms together and push out.

Silently.

'puff puff'

'puff puff'

With these light palms pushed out, these unsuspecting killer "colleagues" all vomited blood mist as if they were hit by a huge force.

He stared at Zhang Benren with wide eyes and disbelief, then fell down staggeringly.

His limbs were paralyzed and his life or death was unknown.

"Xiao San, I'm going to find your master. You stay here and take care of these things." Zhang Benren said sternly, "Also, protect Jin Meiting. There are more people coming later, not just these people. Don't let anything go wrong."

Xiao San was stunned when he heard this. It sounded as if this uncle-in-law was the one who came to protect this place, while he seemed to be just doing odd jobs.

Before he could say anything, Zhang Benren disappeared with a whoosh.

He didn't even take his apprentice with him.

Ning Sheng stared at the situation on the field in a daze, looked in the direction where his master was leaving, and then looked at the burly man in front of him.

"Senior Brother." He said with a fist clasped.

The scene was a little awkward.

Ariake Arena in Tokyo.

Zhang Benhe looked at Nagano Rei, who was still energetic and waving her fists.

Young is good.

Alas, this girl finishes teaching in the morning, practices here in the afternoon and until the evening, and she doesn’t feel tired at all.

"Senior Brother." A voice called out from a distance.

Zhang Benren and several others jumped in front of Zhang Benhe.

"Is Master Fang in Tokyo?" Zhang Benren asked breathlessly.

Even he couldn't bear to run so far in one breath. Zhang Benhe looked at his junior brother's embarrassed appearance, frowned, and pointed at the tea on the table: "Did you meet Xiao San or Xiao Wu?"

"Xiao San." Zhang Benren drank the tea without hesitation. "Master Fang is in Tokyo. Brother, why didn't you tell me?"

"Can I say anything about Master Fang?" Zhang Benhe sneered. "Who did you assassinate? Did you offend Master Fang? If so, you should commit suicide sooner rather than later. Master has long said that with your temper, you will cause trouble sooner or later."

"Luckily, fortunately, I got the final push. If Xiao San hadn't reminded me, I would have really angered Master Fang." Zhang Benren was not angry at being scolded by Zhang Benhe. "Who would have known why Master Fang would appear in Tokyo? This Jin Meiting is just an entertainment manager who has been in the spotlight recently. How could she be Master Fang's person?"

"Hmph." Nagano Rei practiced boxing with her little ears perked up, listening to gossip and eating melons. When she heard about the slutty woman Jin Meiting, she couldn't help but snort.

"You are practicing your boxing but your mind is distracted. What kind of mess are you practicing, a Ryukyu woman?" Zhang Benren scolded when he heard this.

I just have a lot of anger that I can't vent.

"She is also Master Fang's person," Zhang Benhe said expressionlessly.

"Cough cough." Zhang Benhe choked on the tea and kept coughing.

Looking at Nagano Rei with a stern face.

"You seem to have good talent and are well-behaved. I have a few pages of martial arts experience to give you," Zhang Benren said seriously.

Ningsheng sat obediently in the corner, not looking around.

He was amazed by the professionalism of the senior brother named Xiaosan and this group of burly men in handling the corpses.

Xiao San looked at his junior brother, who was sitting upright, and had some feelings for him during their first meeting.

This doesn't seem like the temperament of my uncle, but rather like what he learned from my master.

"Junior brother, I hope I didn't scare you." Xiao San patted Ning Sheng's shoulder.

"Senior brother, who is that Master Fang?" Ning Sheng shook his head and couldn't help but ask what was on his mind.

"I don't know either. Anyway, he's someone neither your master nor my master can afford to offend." Xiao San said, "Your master has hit a wall this time. I'm afraid he's scared to death."

Ning Sheng nodded, what his senior brother said was true.

I have never seen Master look so scared before.

In the dark web group.

"What's going on? Is anyone here?" the middleman's employer kept asking.

How come in just such a short time, the killers from all over the world in this group seemed to have disappeared?

[Stop yelling! I've given up on the second mission too.] Zhang Benren typed.

"Mr. Zhang, what happened? Why are you the only one speaking up? Come on, don't be so upset. Is it because you don't have enough money? The price is negotiable," the middleman said.

"I gave up when I said I would," Zhang Benren said.

[Wait, Mr. Zhang, the employer wants to talk to you in person.]

A strange question mark joined the group and asked to connect with Zhang Benren.

Zhang Benren directly clicked the red X to reject the voice link.

[Don't waste your time. I said I won't answer, so that's it. Oh, by the way, let him keep the money and save his life. He's offended the most unsuitable person in the world. This sentence counts as a deposit, and I won't refund it.]

Zhang Benren left the group.

Inside a suite at the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo.

Jin Meiting's cell phone kept ringing.

Jin Meiting came out of the bathroom naked, with a dry towel wrapped around her hair and the water on her body still not dried.

The short purple hair has been dyed back to black.

The water droplets on the skin flowed back into small streams as he walked, along the smooth back, flat belly, into the two buttocks, and then dripped down one by one.

Jin Meiting picked up the phone and answered the call.

[President Song, what's going on?]

"Team Leader Kim, I've received intelligence that Lee Jae-yong has hired assassins from around the world and is offering a high bounty for your life. You should be careful."

[Is the Li guy here again?] Jin Meiting sneered: [I understand. Thank you, President Song. I'm not afraid of such covert tactics. However, I must not allow anything to happen to the South Korean government. My background cannot be exposed by the South Korean government. Otherwise, it will be difficult to deal with.]

"Don't worry, Team Leader Jin. I helped the president's wife escape punishment. With the magic weapon given to me by Master Fang, the president now obeys my divinations. You will definitely be fine."

【That's good. 】

The voice call was hung up.

Jin Meiting touched the yellow talisman hanging around her neck.

It's amazing what the boss gives you.

No matter how much water is washed, it will not get wet.

Killer?
I never worried about having a boss.

I guess Lee Jae-yong is so angry that he almost died at this moment.

Jin Meiting was right.

Lee Jae-yong threw the folded Galaxy Z Fold6 in his hand to the ground.

Jin Meiting, this bitch, it's amazing that so many killers can't do anything to her.

If the major religions had not been busy with wars, they wouldn't have been able to even hire people even if they spent money.

It seems we have to start with the president.

----

Inside the apartment.

"Where did this picture come from?" Fang Zuo hugged Feng Dielian and smelled her scent.

"Don't smell it like that," Feng Dielian pinched Fang Zuo's nose shyly and said coquettishly.

I realized that I had two new scents on me that didn't exist before.

The smell of sweat and hormones secreted by the body.

Mixed together, it is so enchanting.

Feng Dielian looked at Fang Zuo's nose being pinched and breathing heavily with pride, then immediately covered Fang Zuo's mouth with her little hands.

Then he saw Fang Zuo's face flushed red and he looked like he was about to suffocate, and then he proudly let go of his hands.

Even though she knew the man was teasing her on purpose, she was still very happy.

Is this what love feels like?

Is it your own love?
"This is a chart I compiled of American architecture over the past few decades." Feng Dielian said softly, hooking her arm around the man's neck.

The American Daoist formation? How is this possible?

Fang Zuo was stunned.

Are there any fellow Taoists in America?
What he was thinking about was the Taoist formation master who ascended to heaven and then came back, and who had such a large business and had been operating it for decades.

But I never imagined that these buildings blooming all over Japan were built by the American troops stationed in Japan.

When will the shadow of Taoist masters be seen behind America?

Is it cooperation?
Or is it?
"What's wrong?" Feng Dielian saw the man frowning, so she hooked her neck closer and kissed him gently on the forehead.

The little hands pulled at both eyebrows, trying to smooth them out.

"Nothing." Fang Zuo shook his head.

"It's nothing, just don't frown." After Feng Dielian kissed his forehead, she lowered her head and rubbed her nose against Fang Zuo's nose: "Does it still smell like alcohol?"

"A little bit." Fang Zuo said.

"Oh, it's all your fault. I haven't even squeezed out the toothpaste yet, and you pushed me onto the sink." Feng Dielian opened her mouth and bit Fang Zuo's nose: "I'm going to take a shower and brush my teeth."

"I'm going too." Fang Zuo said as he picked up Feng Dielian.

"No, Dame." Feng Dielian put one small hand on Fang Zuo's chest and the other on Fang Zuo's forehead: "You are not here to take a bath."

"Then what am I doing this for?" Fang Zuo said with a smile.

"You are..." Feng Dielian's face flushed: "Anyway, it's not for taking a bath."

"Of course." Fang Zuo rubbed Feng Dielian's buttocks and hooked his pinky finger: "I can also rub her back."

"I can't take it anymore. I don't want you to rub my back." Feng Dielian cried out, and the blush that had just faded away rose again. She struggled to get off Fang Zuo: "I want to take a shower."

"Then you help me rub my back." Fang Zuo held her hand tightly, not letting her escape: "Then I will open up the shape again."

"Ah, ah, Dame, I don't know how to rub your back." Feng Dielian kept struggling.

"It seems you're still very strong." Fang Zuo smiled and ignored Feng Dielian's struggle, carrying her into the bathroom: "I hope you will always be so strong."

at the same time.

The Church of Christ in North America Headquarters, the Vatican, and the Cathedral of Christ the Savior in Russia.

Roaring erupted in the three churches.

The death of so many important faculty members has never happened before except during World War II.

The daughter of the First God was taken away by a mysterious buyer on Mrs. Bai's cruise ship and has disappeared ever since.

Protestant Church of North America Headquarters.

"What? So many assassins were killed by Abe Nosuke?" The archbishop stood before the statue, repeatedly tapping the ground with his staff.

"Go, bring the relic to Saeko, and tell her to find the buyer, send him to the Lord to repent, and then send him to hell. Also, let's put the Abe Nosuke matter aside for now. Once the battlefield in Israel slows down and there are enough personnel, I will send someone to deal with it."

Vatican Holy See.

"Put pressure on Madam Bai. We must find out who the buyer is. How audacious and unscrupulous!" The Catholic Pope's pale face flushed and he coughed violently several times.
"Also, tell Salvatore Piccolo that if he can't even establish a foothold in Tokyo, Japan, then there's no need for the Mafia to exist. I think Procida Island Prison is more suitable for his family on vacation in France. Let the whole family go there to enjoy the sea view."

Cathedral of Christ the Saviour, Russia.

"Send Shadow back from the Ukrainian battlefield and take the holy relic to Japan to find the location of the Daughter of the First God. We don't have enough energy to put on this goddess, so this is the only way for now!" Patriarch Kirill I swam back and forth in the icy lake with great energy, then stood up. His blood was boiling, and he grabbed a girl next to him and pressed her under him.
"Japan's plan for the four northern islands is being stepped up. Remember, it is not the world that is sanctioning us, it is we who are sanctioning the world."

Feng Dielian fainted on the sofa again.

Fang Zuo left.

Not long after, Feng Dielian struggled to get up and smiled bitterly at the mess on the sofa.

He turned on his phone and contacted Ashiya Michizo immediately.

she does not know.

Fang Zuo was standing on the rooftop of her apartment at this moment, with his spiritual sense spread out, staring at Feng Dielian with an expressionless face.

(End of this chapter)