Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 301: The collective 'annihilation' of the Peninsula Girls Group

It's getting late.

Yokota Air Base in the Tama area of ​​Tokyo, Japan.

A beautiful woman in a black dress got out of the car.

Long curly brown hair, deep facial features and European and American makeup.

The black hollow dress was embroidered with various exquisite patterns and fit tightly against the woman's body.

However, her petite figure of 1 meters has a convex yet smooth S-shaped curve.

Wearing fish-mouth high heels, revealing her toes painted with bright red nail polish.

Two plump buttocks wrapped in the dress.

The high heels kept shaking as she stepped out of the car.

"Ms. Demi Blackrock, welcome to the base. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Demi Black turned her head and saw a white man in a general's uniform walking towards her.

It was Air Force Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp, the commander-in-chief of the base.

"What's going on in Tokyo lately? Just now a beautiful criminal lawyer came, and now a beautiful entrepreneur." Lieutenant General of the Air Force Ricky Rupp stepped forward and saluted casually. "Speaking of which, our two families are somewhat related."

"Thank you for your welcome, Air Force Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp. I don't think I'm late." Demi Blackrock said with a smile.

"No, the meeting hasn't started yet." Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp spread his hands and said, "Even if it did, as the representative of the consortium that owns Lockheed Martin, you can't be missing."

"Speaking of which, have you seen the details of this emergency?"

"Yes, Mr. Lieutenant General, I looked at the pictures and news in the car and also asked for the opinions of the engineers in the company." Demi Blackrock nodded.

"Do you think this is true?" Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp asked with a frown.

"I believe it's true. Although the picture is blurry, it has everything it should have, and the company's engineers have all given a positive answer." Demi Blackrock nodded.

"Well, let's go in." Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp sighed: "The meeting is about to begin."

This is a video conference from the military in Washington.

Except for a few top generals, the rest of the military are air force generals.

Rich Rupp, as the record holder for the longest flight hours in the United States and the most important commander of the US military stationed in Japan in the Asia-Pacific region, is of course indispensable.

The other parties were representatives of Lockheed Martin and Boeing.

After the meeting.

Ricky Rupp crossed his legs dejectedly on his desk.

He lit a cigar, looked confused, and didn't say a word for a long time.

Demi Black was walking around with her cell phone, constantly making calls.

"General, is that really a sixth-generation fighter?" The assistant major next to him asked cautiously, holding the meeting minutes book.

"That's right, Major! Not only the appearance, but the other party didn't even retract the landing gear. This is the mark of a test aircraft, it can't be faked." Ricky Lupp closed his eyes:
"In 1997, when the F22 took to the skies for the first time, I was the pilot. I was still very young at the time."

"And the eyes of the world are focused on the F-22 I am flying."

"Major, I still can't forget that feeling. It was as if the whole world was at my feet."

"But now, our sixth-generation aircraft development has been declared a complete failure, and the other side has actually reported the test flight of the sixth-generation fighter."

“The world is changing so fast that I haven’t adapted to it yet.”

Richie Lupp opened his eyes and took a deep drag on his cigar. "If this news gets out, it will be a blow to the entire American military, Major!"

"Even our air force base. Even though there are so many F35s parked here."

"What about our B-21, General? Isn't it said to be the closest to a sixth-generation fighter?" The major's assistant said, "Perhaps we can declare that the B-21 is a sixth-generation fighter. In this race, we are still ahead, General!"

Richie Lupp suddenly raised his head and looked at the major's assistant in surprise.

"what are you talking about?"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, General!" The major's assistant lowered his head.

"No, Major, you're absolutely right. You're a goddamn genius! Your IQ must be a goddamn 160, Major!" Ricky Rupp shook his cigar violently, pulled out one, and threw it at the other man. "I'm calling Washington right now."

At this time.

Demi Blackrock hung up the phone and walked over. "I have bad news for you, Mr. Lieutenant General. Our latest order for DJI aircraft has been intercepted by another Japanese company."

"What?" Ricky Lupp stood up, tapped his cigar on the ashtray, and said sternly, "This is really unpleasant news, Ms. Demi Blackrock. Which company is so bold as to intercept your order?"

"It's Mikami Yuya from the Mikami family, Lieutenant General," Demi Blackrock said coldly, "This woman looks like she wants revenge on me."

"We need to get Miss Demi Blackrock as soon as possible," Ricky Lupp said with a frown. "This is no small order, and we've signed a delivery time agreement with the military."

"It's just a business that's trying to make money by changing its cover. We can't let the public and Congress focus on this matter."

"I understand, Mr. Lieutenant General." Demi Blackrock nodded.

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In a luxurious villa in Tokyo.

Shinjiro Koizumi walked into the villa drunk.

His black suit hung on his shoulders, his white shirt was torn to pieces, and his face was covered with lipstick marks.

"Stop." A stern voice stopped him.

Junichiro Koizumi came out and said: "You bastard, why are you doing this again? If you are caught by the reporters, your poll numbers will drop."

"Yes, father." Koizumi Shinjiro tugged at his tie impatiently. "I know what to do."

"You know shit! If you knew, you wouldn't have gone to these places where they're easily photographed. If you knew, Shiraishi Nagimitsu wouldn't have been the center of attention at the symposium a few days ago." Junichiro Koizumi frowned, looking at his son who he hated so much.

"That's a symposium, not a debate. What you need to do is to let the public get to know you more clearly, not...

"I understand." Shinjiro Koizumi threw his suit on his back, interrupted his father's lecture, and was about to walk into the house.

"Stop right there!" Junichiro Koizumi shouted at Shinjiro Koizumi to stop.

Walk towards the son who was called by him.

He raised his index finger and jabbed it hard at Koizumi Shinjiro's head, saying sternly, "Who do you think you are? You are in this situation only because you are my son, Junichiro Koizumi."

"Even a dog can become famous because of me. You useless guy."

"I'm warning you, Shinjiro, if you fail in this presidential election, I will deprive you of your status as heir."

"You can't give birth, but I can!!"

"I will find a woman to give you a brother. The political career of the Koizumi family cannot be ruined by a loser like you."

Shinjiro Koizumi's head was constantly poked by his father's fingers.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

I let my father do whatever he wanted without moving.

"Also, Yamei is your wife, don't hit her at every turn." Junichiro Koizumi said in a deep voice: "If the reporters outside know that you are domestically abusing your wife, your political career will be over."

After saying that, he snorted coldly and turned away.

Shinjiro Koizumi stayed there for a while, then picked up his suit, returned to his room, and kicked open the bedroom door.

Sitting on the sofa thinking about what my father said.

This bitch, it seems she didn’t fight enough!!

You even dare to complain to your father!

He raised his whip, turned and walked towards the other house.

Over the years, the two have lived separately.

Asami Takigawa always slept in a small house in the back garden.

He walked past the potted plants that his wife had carefully cultivated and arrived in front of the house.

Shinjiro Koizumi, who was furious, walked to the door and suddenly heard miserable crying from inside.

He was stunned.

Suspiciously, he gently pushed open the half-open door.

He saw his wife, Asami Takigawa, wearing a transparent lace top, lying on the bed crying.

The slender curves of her back and the white arms in the see-through lace top calmed his anger a lot.

Despite being drunk and having been teased by the women in the nightclub all night, his heart was extremely hot.

but.

But the body was cold.

How sad!

Shinjiro Koizumi took a deep breath.

He married her precisely because of her beauty, but every time he faced her, he was reminded of his own physical weakness.

Is there anything more frustrating for a man than failure? !

This feeling of humiliation made Shinjiro Koizumi prefer to spend money in a nightclub rather than touch his wife at all.

He even refused to appear in front of Takigawa Asami!!

It's like a child looking at his favorite toy in the window, but never being able to touch it!!

why!
Why do I have the best academic qualifications, handsome face, and first-class family background?

But it just doesn't work in this aspect!
"Why are you crying!!" Koizumi Shinjiro said in a deep voice.

"Ah, no, nothing!" Takigawa Asami quickly stood up and wiped her tears: "I just watched the TV show and felt a little sad."

"Shinjiro, are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat."

When Shinjiro Koizumi heard Takigawa Asami say she would cook for him, his anger subsided a little.

Why.
Why can't I do it myself?
"You're lying!" Koizumi Shinjiro said, "Although we've been separated, I know you well enough that you wouldn't cry like this even if you were watching a sad TV drama."

"Really not, it's just because of the TV series, not for any other reason." Takigawa Asami kept shaking her head.

"Are you telling the truth?" Koizumi Shinjiro picked up the whip and slowly approached.
Koizumi Shinjiro became increasingly suspicious of his wife's strange behavior.
Could it be.
Shinjiro Koizumi suddenly felt as if there was a grassland above his head.

If there's anything more humiliating than a man being incompetent, it's his wife cheating on him.
Seeing Koizumi Shinjiro approaching, Takigawa Masami hurriedly retreated to the corner.

While retreating, the little hand slowly reached for the phone
Shinjiro Koizumi's attention instantly shifted to his wife's mobile phone.

Could it be that my guess is true?

He quickly jumped up and grabbed the phone.
Quickly enter the password to open the phone.

"No. No." Takigawa Asami didn't bother to step back and quickly stepped forward to grab the phone.

"Go away." Shinjiro Koizumi pushed Takigawa Asami away.

"Pop"

He slapped his wife hard.

He slapped her so hard that she fell to the ground.

Then open the mobile chat history
no problem.
Only my father's concern and care.
Open the album again.

No problem
Turn on recording again
My father's familiar voice came out.
"Have you thought about it, Yamei?"

"My patience is limited."

"That useless guy can't produce any offspring, and he's such a bad political player. I've lost confidence in him."

"This is the underwear and stockings I bought for you. When you figure it out, put them on and go to the room in the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo."

"This room number is my long-term private room. When you arrive at the hotel, just give me a call."

Shinjiro Koizumi listened to the voice on the phone in disbelief.

He stared at his wife lying on the ground with bloodshot eyes, veins bulging on his face and a distorted and ferocious expression.

"You actually...you actually...I'm with my father..."

"No, it's not like that. Listen to me," Takigawa Asami cried and shook her head, tears streaming down her face.

"I'll beat you to death!!!" Koizumi Shinjiro raised the whip and was about to hit him.

At this time, the phone rang again.

On the phone, Takigawa Asami cried and said, "No, grandpa, I can't promise you. I love Shinjiro and I will never betray him."

"Even if you threaten me with my family, I won't do anything to let him down."

"But, father-in-law, I beg you, you can't cancel Shinjiro's status as heir to the family. This will ruin his political career."

"I beg you, I'm willing to do anything, as long as it doesn't mean I betray Shinjiro and don't cancel his heir status."

Asami Takigawa cried heart-wrenchingly in the recording, which made Shinjiro Koizumi slowly put down his hand holding the whip.

suddenly.

A sound of "Ah".

"Father-in-law, please beat me to death. I would rather be beaten to death than betray Shinjiro. As long as you don't cancel his heir status, beat me to death."

Listen to the wailing sound.

Takigawa Asami fell to the ground and quietly retracted her beautiful legs.

This made it easy for Shinjiro Koizumi to catch his eye.

He walked forward, bent down and unzipped Takigawa Asami's trouser legs.

My entire lower leg was swollen and turned purple.
Shinjiro Koizumi took a deep breath.

Just because you can beat and scold others doesn't mean others can beat and scold you.
No matter how much you don't cherish your own things, they are still yours.
Shinjiro Koizumi turned around and was about to leave.

Suddenly someone grabbed my trouser leg
Look down.

Takigawa Asami threw herself on the ground and grabbed him.

There was an expression of extreme misery on her beautiful face.

"You can't turn against your father-in-law. He wants to cancel your status as heir. Shinjiro, you can't expose this matter and turn against him completely." Takigawa Masami pleaded:

"Shinjiro, I don't mind being wronged. I'm yours, but if you do this, your future will be ruined."

Shinjiro Koizumi looked at Asami Takigawa who was feeling so wronged at home but was still thinking about him.

For a moment, I felt a little regretful that I had treated her so badly in the past.

Maybe I should reflect on myself.

He took a deep breath and said in an unprecedented gentle tone: "Don't worry, I won't expose this matter. I have other reasons to find him."

After saying that, he walked out the door.

Asami Takigawa crawled on the ground, watching the bedroom door close.

A triumphant smile appeared on her delicate face.

It's so simple.

As an actor, I find it easy to play such a sad drama.

She even put on perfect makeup today for this play.

Wearing the earrings and necklace given to her by Shinjiro Koizumi.

Wearing bright red lipstick.

The purpose is to influence her husband invisibly.

The previous recording is indeed by Junichiro Koizumi.

The recording at the end was added by myself.

The man who had saved me by chance was right.

Revenge must wait now
Just like what they said in the TV series.

Women, there are plenty of means to achieve your goals!

Takigawa Asami smiled
Junichiro Koizumi was sitting in his room reading a book.

suddenly.

The door was violently pushed open.

It even bounced off the wall.

His son, Shinjiro Koizumi, was standing at the door, staring at him with a look that was unfamiliar to him.

"What are you doing? Where are your manners? Where are your upbringing, Shinjiro?" Junichiro Koizumi shouted angrily, "Don't you know how to knock on the door?"

This useless guy barged into his room so rudely not long after he had just finished teaching him a lesson.

"I don't care about politeness and family education, my dear father, I have a question to ask you." Shinjiro Koizumi said in a deep voice with his fists clenched.

"Can't you ask your questions tomorrow?" Junichiro Koizumi frowned.

"I can't wait until tomorrow. I can't sleep until I get to the bottom of this." Koizumi Shinjiro said loudly, "I'm asking you, is Miko's death due to you?"

"Asshole, what are you talking about? How can you talk to your father like that?" Junichiro Koizumi said expressionlessly, "She died of depression and committed suicide. What do you mean by that? Do you even know what you're saying?"

"How could she have depression for no reason?" Koizumi Shinjiro said, "I've been holding this matter in my heart for a long time. She once told me that you forced her to have a child with you. Is that true, my father?"

"Ridiculous! How could I possibly do such a thing?" Koizumi Junichiro frowned. "Shinjiro, are you drunk? You actually said something so outrageous."

"Do you still take me, your father, seriously?"

"Father, it's precisely because I respect you that I've kept this matter to myself," Koizumi Shinjiro said. "Now that Miko is dead, I won't pursue the truth of this matter any further."

"Just treat my words as drunken talk, but," Koizumi Shinjiro paused and said, "please don't really do such a thing."

"A lion will do anything to protect his territory!!"

Shinjiro Koizumi clenched his fist and turned away
Junichiro Koizumi watched his son leave.

He snorted coldly.

Lion?

What kind of lion is he if he can't produce offspring?
This useless guy.
What a hassle! !

It seems that I must have a descendant.

Otherwise, the Koizumi family's century-long political career will be cut short.
Talk about it.

Asami Takigawa, my daughter-in-law, is such a charming woman.

It's in her genes.

My own children should be fine.

Shinjiro Koizumi walked into his bedroom and slowly took out a photo of his late wife Miko from the drawer.

A slightly plump woman was looking at him with a smile.

Imperial Hotel Tokyo.

"The boss next door"

Jin Meiting, who was trembling and about to die, had a frighteningly pale face and spoke weakly.

Fang Zuo understood and went to the next room.

Six women who were browsing their phones or playing around stared blankly at the man who appeared in front of them.

His whole body is covered with well-developed muscles.

In his arms was Team Leader Jin, who was shaking.

Aries usually sticks to a chest full of muscles.

Several people looked at each other.

As soon as you entered the Peninsula Entertainment Industry, you knew this day would come.

Team leader Kim and Lee Jae-yong, the boss of South Korea's Samsung Group, fell out, and this incident caused a sensation across the country.

Everyone was speculating about what kind of backer Jin Meiting had.

They have also seen Lee Jae-yong get furious about Kim Mi-jung on different occasions, but he looks helpless.

Now it seems.

The man who can make Team Leader Jin serve so hard is the powerful person behind the scenes.

When several beautiful women thought of this, their cheeks turned red and they slowly undressed.

But the man in front of him couldn't wait for this moment.

I don’t know how long it took.

Jin Meiting climbed up with a pale face.

Looking at the girl group members lying on the blanket in all directions.

A wry smile.

Fortunately, I was smart yesterday.

Seeing that the boss was even more ferocious than usual, she quickly grabbed him and brought him to the girl group next door.

Otherwise, both the person and the soul would fly away.

Instinctively, I am still considering whether to send this Peninsula girl group back.

Now I have to take it down and keep it by my side.

As a woman, of course I know.

He can keep things that have been touched by his man, but he cannot give them to others.

And these guys look young.

Each of them has great abilities.

Everyone's seductive look brought out all the movements and expressions in the sexy dance.

It’s worthy of being the girl group I taught.

Although they can't hold on for long, they have the advantage of being in large numbers.

With them, maybe the boss will come to me more often.

Thinking of this, she secretly glanced at Fang Zuo who was sitting cross-legged and regulating his breathing.

Tokyo Exorcist Police Department.

The third underground floor is a temporary detention cell for serious criminals.

Inside the cell.

Governor Miura, wearing prison clothes and with a stubble on his face, sat on the bed in the cell.

He was reading a thick law book.

A police officer came over, opened the cell and said.

"Governor Miura, someone is here to visit you. Come out with me."

finally come
Governor Miura put down his book, put on his anklets and handcuffs, and walked out with a smile.

It wasn't long before I came to the visiting room and sat down.

A beautiful woman walked in.

With big wavy hair and wearing a knitted sweater.

Putting the small bag on the table, he said with a smile, "How is it? Is it comfortable to live here?"

Governor Miura smiled and shook his head: "Not bad, but the food is a bit bad."

"No wonder you've lost a lot of weight. How come you're doing so badly? Haven't you always been very proud?" Irene Hayes said.

"I never thought I'd be tricked by my own sister." Governor Miura shrugged. "As expected of a member of the Miura family, I thought she had accepted her fate."

"The teacher asked me to come and save you." Erin Hayes looked around and said, "I'm the only one of Japanese descent who speaks fluent Japanese."

"I knew the teacher would come to save me." Governor Miura pushed his glasses up, a cold expression on his face. "My dear sister thought the Miura family's foundation was gone."

"But she doesn't know why the Miura family has been able to maintain its position in the Japanese judicial system since the time of General MacArthur."

"That's because the Miura family was originally supported by Washington."

"How could she, a woman abandoned by her family, know such inside information?"

(End of this chapter)