Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 293 The Eaten Buddha, the Richest Representative of Beautiful Women
Just after this Reilly spoke.

In the building not far from Yua Mikami, several people with strong auras firmly locked onto the Asian woman.

"Oh, wow, there are so many old men." Reilly folded her umbrella and stood there, smiling slightly: "I'm just joking, don't take it seriously."

Yua Mikami frowned and was about to speak.

There was a sound of footsteps, and several bodyguards in black suits with bruised faces and noses ran in from outside.

"I'm sorry, Miss Mikami, they didn't have an invitation and suddenly attacked and knocked us unconscious."

"Stop talking nonsense, okay?" The European-American woman jumped down from the table. The curve of her large hips trembled in her tight dress. She waved her hands aggrievedly: "I didn't do anything. It was Reilly who did it."

"I'm sorry I couldn't control myself." Reilly smiled, flipped her hand over, picked up the lip stud and placed it on her red lips. It was a contradictory beauty with the kimono, and it looked very wild. "This way I won't do it."

"Who are you two? How could you just barge in like that?" Mikami Yuya didn't get angry, but stepped forward and said, "Even if you're begging, you should at least tell me your name."

"I'm not begging, I have an invitation." The European-American woman pulled out a stack of invitations from her small bag and threw them on the table. "Look, there are so many! I've kept every one of them intact. They were all invited by Miss Mikami Yua herself, right?"

Yua Mikami glanced at them beautifully and saw that they were all invitation letters she had sent to shareholders of the Sumitomo Group.

They are all in the hands of this one woman, not a single one is missing.

No wonder I didn’t see any guests after I came in.

I still feel a little strange.

No one would be present because of their relationship, so they brought two women over.

Yua Mikami looked at the two women. This kind of aura was definitely not just that of a spokesperson for the Sumitomo Group.

"Are you the representative of the Sumitomo Group? They've handed over their shares to you? My beautiful lady, what should I call you?" Mikami Yua said calmly, "Excuse me, are you merely representing the remaining shares of the Sumitomo Group, or are you representing other chaebols? Now that you're here, don't be so secretive. Tell us who you are."

"Demi Black, my name is Demi Black." The European and American woman put away her little face, opened her red lips slightly, and said it seriously twice.

It seems that this name is sacred enough and must be treated seriously!

"Just by hearing my name, you should know where I'm from. Miss Yuya Mikami." Demi Blackrock looked her up and down. "I've heard your name for a long time. In North America, I hear your name at almost every gathering. Seeing you today, you're indeed beautiful."

"Demi Blackrock." Mikami Yuya said solemnly, "Are you a member of the Blackrock Group? What's your identity? What identity do you use to break into my place? If you're just a nobody, I'll call the police."

Mikami Yua glanced at Reilly, who was looking around. "Japan isn't like North America. Assault carries a maximum sentence of six years. This young lady certainly didn't go easy on me."

"At least a verbal warning," Demi Blackrock said with a smile. "I can afford the fine, and I can even invite Ms. Mikami Yua to join us."

"I'm the BlackRock Group's representative for the entire Asia-Pacific region. How about that, Miss Mikami Yuya? With this identity, I can talk to you, right?"

"I didn't expect that BlackRock even acquired Sumitomo. It seems that the BlackRock Group wants to buy half of Japan." Mikami said with an elegant smile.

"Not really. We didn't acquire their stock, only their equity." Demi Blackrock said, "It sounds like Ms. Mikami Yua is very dissatisfied with our Blackrock Group."

"I wouldn't dare. Many of my family's businesses still rely on the power of your BlackRock Group." Mikami Yuya made an inviting gesture: "Come in and talk. Miss Demi BlackRock, you're definitely not here just to attend a banquet."

"Okay, Riley, wait for me outside and don't hit anyone." Demi Blackley turned and said to the Asian woman.

Seeing Reilly nod without comment, he twisted his waist and followed Mikami Yua into the room.

"Is this woman powerful?" Momoki Kanonai asked while eating snacks.

"Didn't you just come back from studying in North America? You don't even know about the BlackRock Group?" Nagano Rei was also eating fruit and said as she looked at the backs of Mikami Yua and the woman as they entered.

"I don't care about that," Momoki Kanonai shook her head.

"I don't know much, except that BlackRock has bought up almost all of Japan's electricity. BlackRock is the largest shareholder in the Fukushima nuclear power plant." Nagano Rei took a big bite of fruit. "So, this is why Japan and the US are keeping silent about Fukushima's wastewater discharge into the sea."

"It seems like you don't like her very much?" Momoki Kanona looked at Nagano Rei, her eyes still fixed on the entrance.

"Of course, many people in Fukushima have been forced to leave their homes, and I can't even eat a lot of sashimi." Nagano Rei suddenly felt a chill on her back and turned around.

I saw that Reilly was staring at me.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?" Nagano Rei shouted angrily.

This guy and that Blackrock who came with him are not good people.

"How do you know I'm looking at you if you don't look at me?" Reilly smiled slightly, her hands tucked into the sleeves of her kimono. "Can you box?"

"How do you know?" It was Momoki Kanonai who answered.

What do you want to answer?
Nagano Rei rolled her eyes at Momoki Kanonai and said to Reilly, "Yes, I know you're also a martial arts expert. From the way you first exposed your fists and arms, I could tell you your body lines are very logical, a result of years of boxing."

"I learned Muay Thai. What kind of boxing did you learn?" Reilly asked with interest.

"Chinese Fist" said Rei Nagano.

"Tsk, your boxing skills are not up to par." Reilly said with some disdain.

"You are not up to the standard. If you have the guts, fight her." Momoki Kanonai shouted loudly.

"Could you please stop jumping to the challenge?" Nagano Rei rolled her eyes at Momoki Kanonai, who was eagerly eating the melon beside her, and said to Reilly, "She's right. I don't think you're up to the task. Do you dare to challenge me in a one-on-one fight?"

Reilly smiled slightly.

The metal lip studs on the red lips reflected the light.

Suddenly, her hands tucked into her kimono sleeves did not move, and her right leg in the clogs drew an arc.

Lift the hem of your kimono.

Showing off her toned long legs and short jeans.

A crescent-shaped wave suddenly flew towards Nagano Rei.

Nagano Rei threw the fruit in her hand.

A punch flew up.

A fist flew towards the crescent-shaped wave.

There was a 'boom'.

The two waves collided with each other.

A small shock wave forms in the middle.

Bang!

The tables and chairs on both sides of the club were shaken and fell over.

Hundreds of bottles of red wine fell down from the wine cabinet.

In the inner room.

"Please take a seat, Ms. Demi Blackrock," Yua Mikami said, invitingly.

See Demi Black sitting down.

"Coffee, tea, or wine?"

"Coffee bar, your red wine is terrible. The more expensive it is, the better it is." Demi Blackrock said with a smile.

"Asians drink tea, and red wine is for those who don't understand tea," Mikami said gracefully. "Compared to red wine, tea has a much deeper history."

"Ms. Demi Blackrock, now that we're face to face, just reveal your cards."

Mikami Yuya poured a cup of coffee and handed it to Demi Blackrock. "Guessing and haggling is a waste of everyone's time."

Demi Blackrock took the coffee, smelled it, and then took a sip.

"The coffee is not bad." Demi Black put the coffee aside and crossed her legs.

The plump buttocks made the dress stretch even more.

The hollowed-out part is slightly pressed into the buttocks, making it look strangely sexy.

"I know Miss Mikami wants to integrate the cash flows of the Sumitomo and Mitsui Groups, establish a bank, and establish a presence in the international market." Demi Blackrock placed her hands on her thighs, her beautiful eyes fixed on Mikami Yuya. "But this would be stealing Blackrock's business. You guys should just focus on your business. Why bother trying to get a piece of the capital market?"

"BlackRock has already acquired all of Sumitomo's shares, which means we do not agree to the merger of Sumitomo and Mitsui Bank."

“This represents the basic conditions of our negotiations.”

"If Miss Mikami Elegant gives up this idea, we can hold shares in each other and give a portion of the capital to the Mikami family in exchange for some of Mitsui's industrial stocks."

"This way, everyone benefits, and it's also a kind of alliance, what do you think? Miss Mikami Yua?"

Demi Blackrock ruffled her long brown hair and said, "It's good to be ambitious, but you also have to consider who your competitors are. There's still plenty of capital in the Japanese market waiting for you to acquire companies."

"Alliance? Are they planning to take over even our industrial enterprises? I just wanted to merge the financial institutions of Mitsui and Sumitomo, but I didn't expect BlackRock to be so vigilant." Mikami Yuya took a sip of tea from her teacup and said:

"Ms. Demi Blackrock, as far as I know, your consortium has already acquired a lot of Japanese industrial stocks. Almost all of Nippon Electric Power is in your hands."

"Recently, nearly 50 percent of Ukraine's industries have been taken over by you."

"This is our business and has nothing to do with the Mikami family. I know the Ukrainian Foreign Minister recently came to Japan and met with several of your chaebols." Demi Blackrock interrupted, "Don't be afraid to tell Miss Mikami Yua directly that the ten major American chaebols are behind Blackrock."

"Not only BlackRock, but also Goldman Sachs and Blackstone, the three representative consortiums of American family chaebols, do not want Ms. Mikami Yua to get involved in the capital market."

"That is to say, no matter what the Ukrainian Foreign Minister promised you, if you want to enter Ukraine, you also need our consent."

"Including Syria, by the way," Demi-Beiled added with a smile.

"I never thought that such a small gesture by our Mikami family would catch the eye of the top ten chaebol families in North America," Mikami Yuya said, sipping his tea. "But Japan allows you ten chaebol families to swallow us up at will, and we refuse to agree even if we leave Japan. Isn't that a bit too overbearing?"

"That's not overbearing," Demi Blackrock shook her head. "We're just using normal business practices. We're not asking Washington to put pressure on your government. If the government were to intervene, that would be overbearing."

"Oh?" Mikami Yuya sneered: "Is that really the case?"

"What else?" Demi Blackrock lowered her head and took a sip of coffee.

"Don't treat us like fools, Miss Demi Black." Mikami Yua leaned back, changing her leg to hold it. "There's been some imbalance between your Jewish family and the Anza family lately, right?"

"These days, both sides are pulling each other's legs. Washington will not help you until the benefits are clearly divided."

"I'm curious, Ms. Demi Black, are you representing the Jews or the Anglo-Saxons?"

"This has nothing to do with you." Demi Blackrock put down her coffee, her face cold. "This is an internal matter. What I came here to discuss with Ms. Yuya Mikami has nothing to do with this."

"I'm guessing you're Jewish?" Mikami Yuya ignored her and continued, "Actually, I recognized you the moment you came in, Ms. Demi Black. You're so famous, how could I not recognize you? And, I know you're of German descent."

"It's really interesting that a girl of German descent is Jewish and works for an Anglo-Saxon chaebol group."

"Mikami Yuya!!!" Demi Blackrock stood up and said coldly, "My warning has been delivered. If you don't give up, then we'll meet in the capital market."

boom.

A loud noise interrupted their conversation.

The two of them walked out of the inner room in a daze.

The entire banquet hall was in a mess.

Nagano Rei and that Reilly each took their stances and stared at each other coldly. Momoki Kanona excitedly kept looking for desserts she had never tasted, and glanced over from time to time.

Afraid of missing something.
Nagano Rei's ponytail fell down on both sides of her fair little face.

Reilly's kimono was lifted up to her thighs.

A large tattoo is revealed on the healthy skin color of the legs.

"What are you doing?" asked Yua Mikami in surprise.

Demi Blackrock frowned, "Reilly, why are you here again?"

"One on one." Nagano Rei and Reilly said in unison: "This is between her and me, it has nothing to do with you!"

"You two, I have a place for you." Yua Mikami looked around at the two people and said with a smile.

Very happy to see this scene.

I finally get to see a woman sitting on her man's lap. What's so special about that?
Demi Blackrock glanced at Yua Mikami.

No objection.

It was assumed that the beautiful woman who had a conflict with Reilly was from the Mikami family.

Naturally, I would not give up the opportunity to give the Mikami family a good look.

Although Reilly is a Japanese woman, she grew up in North America and received a lot of Muay Thai training.

In this World King of Fighters tournament, he successfully obtained a ticket to the North American region.

Dealing with an unknown Japanese woman with small arms and legs should be no problem.

Several people took the elevator to the backyard on the first floor.

There is a huge sand field here, as big as several basketball courts, and various fitness equipment and sandbags are placed beside the sand field.

Seeing Yua Mikami coming over, the bodyguards who were exercising inside all made way.

"Please, both of you." Yua Mikami said with a smile.

Reilly looked back at Nagano Rei.

He grabbed the kimono and ripped it open.

There was a crackling sound.

The entire kimono was torn into pieces, and then Reilly threw it to the ground.

Revealing the small vest and denim shorts underneath.

The two plump buttocks made the shorts bulge.

The dragon and snake tattoo on the arm is very wild.

She pulled down her bun and took off her earrings to tie them around her hair like a leather cord.

A ponytail hung down.

Turning back, he smiled slightly: "I see you have delicate skin and tender flesh, don't let me beat you to death"

Nagano Rei was still wearing her newly bought black LV dress. Hearing this, she reached out and ripped the lower half of the dress off to prevent it from hindering her movements. The bulge in her chest was much larger than the woman in front of her.

Even her buttocks are fuller than hers.

Nagano Rei puffed out her chest proudly and glanced at Momoki Kanona in a demonstrative manner.

She still couldn't forget the time when she flattened her chest in order to fight, and was laughed at by the other party.

"There are many people who boast, but no one has ever been able to beat me." Nagano Rei raised her fist and sneered at Reilly, "You flat-chested ghost!!"

Reilly looked down at herself, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and her anger rose sharply.

With a jump, he leaped into the battlefield.

"Chinese boxing? Ha, it's only good for TV shows." Reilly stood on one leg, with the other leg bent high in front of her. She raised her hands and hooked her fingers at Nagano Rei: "I'll knock out all your teeth later."

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Fang Zuo only felt his vision change and he appeared in a huge flesh sac.

There was white slime under my feet, with a disgusting sheen.

Lift your legs slightly and pull up countless sticky white threads.

The flesh walls around and on the ceiling were right in front of me, covered with earthworm-like blood vessels.

It kept beating like a heart, and green juice burst out from time to time.

The huge flesh-and-blood tree of Heaven's Pine was clearly sucked into the black hole along with him, but it was no longer by his side.

The Eight-Foot Lady and hundreds of young people from the Kingdom of God were nowhere to be seen.

This small space is only big enough for me.

Fang Zuo tried to take a step forward, but although he was moving, he still stayed in the same place.

He continued to take a few steps, but the same thing happened.

Fang Zuo's spiritual thoughts expanded slightly.

The result made him frown.

This disgusting wall of flesh is right in front of us. Not only can people not walk through it, but even the mind can't touch it.
This narrow space visible to the naked eye seems endless.

Fang Zuo was a little frightened.

The Nascent Soul Realm can indeed sacrifice some cave-heaven magic weapons, but they are far from this big.

The Taoist world in the sleeve is not something that can be accessed at the Nascent Soul stage, at least one must reach the Great Accomplishment of the Yang God.

This means that the people and the flesh and blood tree that were sucked in with him should be in different spaces.

They were isolated one after another.

It is also endless.

Fang Zuo did not rashly break through this space, but kept waiting.

Not long after, the flesh wall twisted and slowly wrapped around Fang Zuo from all directions.

Fang Zuo remained calm, using his spiritual power to build a wall to block the flesh wall from approaching.

After being blocked, the flesh wall seemed to sense something, and countless tiny tentacles stretched out from the flesh wall like capillaries.

Then it spreads out like forked branches.

They all stuck to the divine consciousness.

moment.

The invisible wall created by divine consciousness was completely absorbed.

The flesh walls trembled with satisfaction, and the originally dark red flesh turned somewhat purple-red.

Slowly shrinking into the liquid on the ground.

After the space twisted for a while.

Fang Zuo appeared in a huge flesh bag.

There was still sticky liquid under my feet.

A huge bloody brain in front was twitching constantly.

It is a full kilometer wide.

The gyri and grooves are like hills and ravines.

A pair of large feet were covered by this huge brain, with only the stumps left after being eaten away.

Fang Zuo narrowed his eyes.

Who is the owner of this big foot?
The body had obviously been devoured clean.

The brain emits strong band vibrations.

Provoking Fang Zuo's spiritual thoughts to respond.

Fang Zuo was wary and didn't accept it.

Instead, he slowly flew up, wanting to take a look at this sac of flesh that was several thousand meters in size.

As a result, the spiritual power has just been used.

Countless capillaries, as if they had smelled something delicious, grew out from the underground mucus and the brain.

These capillaries seemed like countless human hands, waving constantly and surrounding Fang Zuo with joy.

Fang Zuo was startled and landed quickly.

Converge spiritual power.

These capillaries hesitated in the air for a while, probed left and right, seemed a little disappointed, and shrank back one after another.

Everything was as quiet as it had been at the beginning.

But Fang Zuo's heart was not at peace.

He had only flown a short distance when he saw something so shocking that he almost screamed out.

He slowly moved towards the other side of his brain.

Shortly after.

Walk to the other end of the stump.

All I saw was a broken head that had been bitten to the point that only half of the face was left.

Fang Zuo didn't recognize this half of the face.

Not only do I not know him, I can almost say that he is a stranger.

But Fang Zuo recognized who the half-broken face and the remains of the big feet belonged to.

Because this small half of his face contains something that represents his identity.

There are several huge fleshy buns on the top of the head.

It looked like a small piece of skull hanging on the ground.

The topknot is the most important of the thirty-two characteristics of the Buddha.

The parietal bone is raised and shaped like a palm leaf.

A sign of profound wisdom and nobility.

Above the bun, there is a small halo with lotus lines on it.

Standing in this disgusting liquid.

This is the backlight behind the Buddha.

And this moment.

The halo, representing the embodiment of Buddhist wisdom and enlightenment, was crawling with densely packed fat maggots.

This small circle of light looks like a yellow-white cake being eaten by maggots.

It was full of holes, with maggots crawling around.

The jaws on the maggot's head were gnawing at the aperture with a crunching sound.

From time to time, it extends its mouthparts and pokes them into the aperture.

at this time.

‘Pfft’ sound.

Those huge fleshy buns exploded.

A few more balls of maggots rolled out.

Then they scattered and crawled away.

It arched its plump, yellowish body, climbed onto the aperture and continued to gnaw.

At this moment, the Buddha's 36,000 fleshy buns looked like 36,000 insect eggs.

Fang Zuo felt cold all over
After seeing the miserable state of the Pleiades star official in the Heavenly Palace, he was mentally prepared.

But I never expected it.

Even the Buddha passed away here.

Even the flesh was eaten like this.

What the hell is this?

Fang Zuo looked at everything in front of him, his whole body went cold and his face became expressionless.

Just when he was about to take action.
The only eye left on this small half of the face suddenly opened.

Many maggots fell from the eyeballs.

Like tears falling from the corners of my eyes.

"You came"

Only the corners of the mouth were left on the face, opening and closing, making sounds.

"You finally came"

"I knew you would come"

(End of this chapter)