Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 228 Shiraishi Nagimitsu begins to fight back

Before a large number of law enforcement officers arrived, Fang Zuo left the murderous alley.

Continue walking in Yokohama, the land of God.

He was holding the remnant soul of the big man in his hand and searching his soul's memories.

But I didn't get much.

There was a series of numbers floating slowly within the soul of this big man.

What surprised Fang Zuo even more was that these numbers were in Chinese seal script.

Just as Fang Zuo's mind touched these seal-script numbers, these numbers emitted golden light and instantly destroyed the big man's soul.

Annihilation.

Fortunately, some information was extracted.

The system of the kingdom of God here is the unity of Shintoism and religion.

All transactions are paid for with incense.

Although the evolution of physical objects is all made up of the power of incense, the closer the object is to modern times, the more complex it is and the more incense it requires.

That is why this kingdom of God is a mixture of products from various eras.

Following the memories in his soul, Fang Zuo came to a Japanese-style station from the 1960s.

The station is quite large and is crowded with people in all kinds of clothing.

From time to time, two "woooo" sounds of the whistle were heard.

It's a steam train.

To develop products with higher technological evolution, such as the Shinkansen, the Kingdom of God needs a huge amount of incense power.

Due to the decrease in believers and the impurity of faith, the power of incense in the Kingdom of God has been continuously decreasing over the years.

The technological evolution of the main plane has experienced explosive growth in the past few decades.

This makes all the evolutions in the kingdom of God completely unable to keep up with the world of the main plane, and the evolution of the power of incense can only remain in the steam age.

After touching the ticket machine with his hand, Fang Zuo could clearly feel that there was a lack of incense in his body.

then.

To enter, you have to pass through a huge red torii gate in front of the train station.

When Fang Zuo passed through the Torii gate, he could sense a force exploring his body.

"Hey, why does he have some Protestant and Catholic aura in his body?" The young law enforcement officer next to him, wearing a police uniform, said in confusion.

"We Shintoists already allow for multiple religions. It's not surprising to see a touch of Protestantism and Catholicism." The old law enforcer beside him said solemnly, "As long as it's a religion properly registered in the main plane and permitted by the Japanese government, it doesn't matter. As long as it's not an evil deity, it's fine. Let it pass."

"Hi." The young law enforcer made a gesture of invitation.

After getting on the bus, Fang Zuo sat in the carriage.

The citizen of God's Kingdom sitting next to me was reading a newspaper.

Fang Zuo took a quick glance and saw that they were all talking about the war involving the invasion of evil gods in the Jiuzhou region of the Divine Kingdom.

Pictures and texts.

The first page of the main page was a photo of the Hachishaku Lady.

The large body took up the entire newspaper.

Soon the steam train arrived at the next stop, Tokyo.

Fang Zuo got off the train.

Looking around
There are no tall buildings in Tokyo, the kingdom of God.

Most of them are single-family houses from the Showa era.

Although it is not as prosperous as Tokyo in the main plane, it has a large population and is still a huge city.

The several powerful auras that he discovered were located in various places in Tokyo.

Due to the lack of incense this time, the number of souls entering was limited, and Fang Zuo's perception was also greatly restricted.

Fang Zuo was fed up with plundering the meager offerings from Tokyo's shrines every day, which greatly slowed down the progress of his ideas.

What's faster than saving money slowly?

That must be a grab.

In the kingdom of God, if you want to grab some incense power to take back, you have to find a big boss.

Then.

What wealthy person could be greater than the gods of the Kingdom of God?
Fang Zuo had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Fang Zuo felt the atmosphere and strolled through several streets.

Arrived in front of a shrine.

One of Tokyo's most powerful auras lies within it.

A huge torii gate stands in front of the shrine.

Miwayama Shrine.

Fang Zuo followed the crowd of worshippers and walked in.

In the open hall.

These worshippers from God's kingdom knelt devoutly, chanting prayers of worship continuously.

Fang Zuo slightly observed these citizens of the Kingdom of God who were worshipping and praying.

These citizens of the Kingdom of God are slowly refining the scattered and mixed power of incense in this world through their devout prayers, and then passing it on.

In a huge Japanese-style temple at the back of the shrine, an inexplicable force is absorbing this pure incense.

This is the deity of Miwayama Shrine.

How to kill this god quickly and leave here?

Fang Zuo pondered.

With just this little bit of soul left, I'm not sure I can handle so many powerful auras in Tokyo.

Before Fang Zuo started to move, he heard a suspicious "hmm" next to his ear.

He felt as if there was a force pulling him away from heaven and earth.

Shift of perspective.

Appeared in a chaotic void.

"Who are you?" asked a faint figure in the void.

"Which god are you?" Fang Zuo asked with his hands behind his back.

A huge mental force swept through Fang Zuo's incense body, trying to enter Fang Zuo's soul, but was blocked by Fang Zuo.

"My name is Yumuta Ryujin, one of the Twelve Queen Gods of Shintoism." The pale figure said in surprise, "You are not a worshipper of the Kingdom of God. The soul within your body does not have a number."

"Number?" Fang Zuo frowned. It turned out that the seal-shaped numbers in the big man's soul were the soul's number.

Why are the citizens of this kingdom of God like products produced on an assembly line?

Each one has a number.

"Who are you?" Yumutuo Liushen said in a deep voice, "Are you the evil god who wandered in from Jiuzhou? You are so bold."

The faint figure stretched out his hand, and a huge force of incense bound Fang Zuo.

Fang Zuo wanted to break free, but found that his body was rapidly fading away.

Fang Zuo's soul tried hard to lock onto the body of incense, knowing that once all the incense was lost, his soul would be expelled from this world.

But the number of souls that came in was very limited after all, and they were completely unable to resist the methods of the opposite Yumutului God.

The power of the incense has inexplicable rules, like spider silk constantly wrapping around Fang Zuo.

I am like a hunted food in a spider's web.

"No matter which country you are from, if you dare to sneak in here, you will die." The god Yumuta sneered, "The soul of an evil god really excites me. My mouth is watering."

Fang Zuo was tied up and unable to move. In the end, he underestimated the gods here.

However, he had already thought about this situation.

He was not so arrogant as to think that the small amount of soul he had separated could easily wipe out a god.

Fang Zuo's soul was suddenly urged to strike at the incense barrier with all his strength.

Suddenly, Fang Zuo's real body in Shiraishi Nagimitsu's villa opened his eyes.

The scabbard of the incense-burning wooden sword in his body, which had been worshipped in the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor Temple for thousands of years, suddenly flew out.

Sensing the signal sent by the soul, he instantly pierced through the space and arrived in front of the incense barrier.

He easily passed through the barrier without encountering any hindrance.

Then it appeared in the hands of Fang Zuo's soul.

"Your saliva makes me sick." Fang Zuo said.

The wooden scabbard in his hand flashed with golden light, emitting a tremendous pressure, which then retracted into the scabbard.

A flash of sword light suddenly appeared without any warning, like thunder from the sky, breaking through the air and coming straight down.

A golden light flashed across and accurately struck the faint figure.

With a loud 'boom', the heaven and earth roared.

It even split this chaotic space into two.

Shift of perspective.

In a huge temple.

A disgusting unknown creature was rolling on the ground and wailing.

The body has been split in half.

No head or facial features.

Its whole body looked like a toad with its head and limbs cut off, covered with bulging compound eyes and tentacles.

A large mouth full of sharp teeth leaked a light green liquid.

Is this God?
Fang Zuo was stunned?
What the hell is this thing? This disgusting and ugly thing is the Japanese god?
"who!"

"who!"

"who!"

Countless 'who's' are being passed between heaven and earth.

Dozens of powerful auras followed one after another.

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Inside a small conference room at the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo.

Jin Meiting looked at the familiar faces sitting down one by one in the increasingly crowded small conference room and nodded with satisfaction.

Although her delicate face couldn't hide a bit of fatigue, her beautiful eyes were full of energy.

My plan is being realized step by step.

After completely falling out with Lee Jae-yong of Samsung Chaebol, Kim Mi-jung poached all of her former subordinates from South Korea, and after getting visas for them through Chairman Song, they all came to Japan.

This significant increase in manpower has given Jin Meiting an even greater advantage and has accelerated the progress of all projects.

These days, the ratings of several of her entertainment programs soared, and the company soon began to make a profit.

Although the boss told her to tell him if she needed money, Jin Meiting still wanted to show her value as soon as possible.

Show your boss that you are useful.

If a woman only has a pretty face, she is just a woman.

A woman with a beautiful face and a special identity.

Then she is a woman that men want to conquer.

Now, the two girl groups have also started releasing their first singles and have begun appearing on major entertainment programs to promote their new songs.

Under the management of Kim Mi-cho, Oda Yui releases some daily life videos from time to time to maintain her popularity.

His fan club also systematically develops professional links through subordinates from South Korea.

Plus ample operating expenses.

Soon, a huge fan club for Oda Yui was formed.

Although Yui Oda has not yet been promoted on entertainment shows, the filming of the movie has not yet started.

But her surroundings have been tied together with a huge army of fans, combining the entire chain of interests between stars and fans.

This is the most stable relationship.

The negotiations on Takeshi Kitano's side also went smoothly.

This stubborn old guy, although he looked down on others, almost no one dared to bargain with him on his scripts.

But he still likes Oda Yui very much, especially Oda Yui's true and unpretentious personality, which makes Kitano Takeshi give in on the script again and again.

All the potential plots and lines that might be detrimental to Oda Yui's image were changed again and again.

"Now, I have two announcements." Jin Meiting stood up and clapped her hands. "First, we've obtained the license for our TV station channel, and we've rented a building. It's in the office building not far from the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo."

"From now on, our KF Entertainment company will have its own headquarters."

Everyone stood up and applauded.

Although Kim Mi-jung offered very good treatment, some of the employees were still very nervous before coming to Korea because they had to leave their hometown.

Now that we have our own office building so soon, it’s like a shot of stimulant for everyone, and we are full of energy and motivation.

"That will be the first office of our KF Entertainment Group, but it will definitely not be the last office building. Our plan is to have our own building in half a year." Jin Meiting said loudly.

There was another round of applause.

"The second thing is also the most important thing about today's meeting."

"Everyone, stop everything you're doing for the next two days and conduct a comprehensive search for information on this Councillor named Yuji Toda."

"Remember, this is all information about him, everything he has done since he was a child until now, including his father, mother, wife, and even his entire family and his deceased ancestors."

"No one can be clean. Find all the gray information about him and his family and describe it to me in a grand manner. Make the gray appear black, even if it doesn't exist."

"In short, I want all the negative information about Councilman Yuji Toda to be trending on various media apps within the next two days."

"This time, all our self-media platforms will give five times the bonus based on the number of views and comments for videos about Toda Yuji. At the same time, the company will also direct the most traffic to him in a year."

"And the company will re-sign his contract with him at the most favorable profit-sharing ratio."

This kind of treatment made the subordinate employees open their eyes wide, and they wished the meeting would end immediately so that they could start working now.

And at this time.

In the backyard of the Bonsai Museum in Edogawa.

"Kana, where did you go so early in the morning? Why didn't you call me to go with you?" Miyagi Makoto said when she saw Rena Morisawa coming back.

"I have something very important to meet someone about. I didn't call you because you were sleeping so soundly." Morisawa Reina said with a smile as she took off her black suit jacket and unbuttoned it one by one.

"Who is it?" Miyagi Xiangzi's eyes flashed, she didn't come to her bedroom at all.

I set off early in the morning with five old men and bodyguards.

This made Miyagi Xiangzi afraid to follow easily, for fear of being discovered.

Is it the power behind Reina Morisawa?

After hearing Miyagi Muko's question, Morisawa Reina did not answer, but smiled and shook her head.

"Like this." Miyagi Mukoko watched Morisawa Rena take off her white shirt, revealing a pair of fair, soft, moderately sized breasts covered with a black lace push-up bra. She asked curiously, "Kana, why are you still wearing this kind of push-up bra? Didn't you say it was too tight and uncomfortable before, so you didn't wear it?"

Before she could finish her words, Reina Morisawa stretched out her little hand and took out two silicone breast pads from her black lace push-up bra.

"I was wondering why you're so exaggeratedly big today." Miyagi Xiangzi covered her mouth with her hands and laughed sweetly: "Oh my God, Kana, are you going on a blind date? Why do you have to pad yourself so thickly and make yourself so big?"

"I have to do this. You don't know how big the person I met today was, and how much pressure she put on us. Even with this, I'm still not even half as big as her. Sigh, it's so infuriating!" Morisawa Reina sighed, tossed a pair of bra pads aside, took a deep breath, and then exhaled: "This is much more comfortable now. I was almost suffocating all the way."

Miyagi Mukoko instantly got the clue.

The important person that Morisawa Reina met early in the morning was a woman, and a woman with very large breasts.

And she said we
This shows that she was not the only one who saw the plus-sized woman.

Who is she with?

Miyagi Xiangzi was thinking about it when the old man downstairs said in a deep voice: "Madam, they are all here."

"Okay, I'll go down right away." Rena Morisawa replied.

She bent her soft waist and took off her uniform skirt.

A red lace thong is sandwiched between two white and plump buttocks.

In the courtyard in front.

The huge courtyard was filled with a crowd of people kneeling.

All the Tokyo officials are here.

Reina Morisawa walked over, changed into a black kimono, glanced at the cadres at all levels who were crawling on the ground and dared not look up, and sat in front of everyone with dignity.

Miyagi Muko was watching from a distance.

"You, Nakano, come here." said Rena Morisawa.

"Hi!" A strong man in a suit walked up and prostrated himself on the ground with his head down.

"Look up." Reina Morisawa continued.

"Hi!" The man raised his head, not daring to meet the gaze of the female leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi, and shifted his gaze downwards.

"Why haven't you covered up the tattoo on your face yet?" Morisawa Reina scolded, "How did I send you a notice? Why do you still want me to see the tattoo?"

"Madam, the tattoo on your face is not easy to cover. We cover other parts of your body with clothes and apply Chinese herbal plasters." said the man named Nakano.

(End of this chapter)