Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 306: Xingli is humiliated, the little princess of Samsung Group
"Resist black money politics, please join us!!"

"If the political donation reform bill is not passed, we will die here!"

"Incompetent Congress, Black Gold Congress!!"

"Please everyone stand up and see which legislator voted not to pass the bill. That legislator is the black money legislator."

"Yes, everyone is monitoring these party members to see which party does not vote to pass. That party is the black money party."

Hundreds of protesters blocked the gates of Congress, holding various signs and preventing members of Congress from entering.

They were carrying long banners and various loudspeakers.

It attracted passers-by, and even many people who were interested in politics joined in.

Now is the time before the Japanese Diet members vote.

All the members of parliament were blocked at the gate and could not enter the parliament.

The few security guards in Congress were completely helpless against these hundreds of people and had no choice but to call the police.

However, the police officers who arrived at the scene looked at the lineup and seemed to have no better solution.

There are too many frail elderly people in the team.

If the noise was a little louder, they would fall down consciously.

No need to remind at all.

Some of the old men didn't even touch them.

He started coughing up blood on the spot, and the young police officers were so scared that they quickly hid far away.

As soon as the older police officer realized that none of the people in the team were easy to deal with, he went to rest aside early.

Anyway, these people will disperse after a while, so why bother to drive them away?

Since the police were unable to help, the MPs naturally could not enter.

There was no other choice but for these congressmen to enter through the underground parking lot and then take the elevator to Congress.

This is the only way.

But they found out.

The famous celebrity host Minamikawa Keiko was actually at the elevator door, holding a microphone and broadcasting live.

This big star, who was originally a journalist, has been busy shooting commercials and TV dramas recently and has rarely appeared to host such outdoor events.

Nanchuan Jingzi was leading a group of staff members holding mobile phones and cameras, blocking the narrow elevator entrance.

He stopped the congressmen who came over one after another and interviewed them to ask whether they supported the black gold reform proposal.

at the same time.

The TV station and media APP broadcast live at the same time, and the number of online users of Kansai IP soared rapidly, bringing more traffic to the live broadcast.

"Of course I support such reforms. I'm an innocent councilor." 'Clown' councilor Yusuke Kawai, still wearing his clown mask, shouted loudly into the live stream, completely ignoring the grim expressions of the councilors behind him.
"Anyone who doesn't support this reform of the political donation system is definitely a corrupt lawmaker with something to hide. Everyone, please support me. My name is Kawai Yusuke, I'm number 51, and I support this reform of the political donation system. Please vote for me next time."

"I think any legislator with a shred of integrity would pass this bill. Only those who make money from black money would be afraid of political donation reform and oversight." Yamada Taro said righteously to the phones shooting at him:
"We were elected by the people. What's wrong with letting the people supervise us? I will definitely support its passage. Don't worry!"

“By the way, this is my tiktok account, please click to follow me and supervise me!!!”

"And mine, and mine too." 'Clown' councilman Kawai Yusuke entered the elevator and ran back: "Everyone, please follow my Instagram account too."

With these congressmen taking the lead, the congressmen who followed them, under the live broadcast of so many mobile phones and cameras, all expressed that they would definitely pass the black gold bill, no matter what other ideas they had.

There are also many lawmakers who have their own media accounts, who took advantage of this wave of traffic and stood in front of a group of cameras to shoot their own videos.

For a moment, the underground parking lot was bustling with activity.

Abe Nojaku watched this scene from a distance with a frown on his face.

Takeda Ryosuke came to see me yesterday.
The first time, I decisively refused.

Who knew he would come again later.

The momentum this time is completely different from the first time.

If the first time had a pleading tone, the second time was almost a warning.

Abe Nosuke was not one to tolerate warnings.

However, she cannot lead the entire party into a weak position.

Judging from the current development of the situation, there is a clear trend of passing.

If it passes and only my own party is opposed, wouldn't that be jumping into a trap?

This is definitely not something Takeda Ryosuke would do.

Even if he gathered people from Kansai and came all the way to block the door of the Diet, he would not be able to invite Keiko Minamikawa to appear here and bring her team for a live interview.

This reminded Abe Nojaku of the time when he was at Tokyo TV and saw Minamikawa Keiko and Shiraishi Nagimitsu getting along very well.
Could it be that Minamikawa Keiko was called by Shiraishi Nagimitsu?

Was all this planned by Shiraishi Nagimitsu?
Abe Nojaku watched Shiraishi Nagimitsu walking towards her from afar, and walked towards her in her high heels.

"Mr. Shiraishi! Great!" Abe Nojaku shouted with a smile.

"Hello, Congressman Abe!" Shiraishi Nagimitsu nodded in response.

"You're the one who started this, right?" Abe Nojaku whispered, "Are you helping Takeda Ryosuke?"

"Ah? What?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Abe Noja frowned and saw Minamikawa Keiko leading the team walking towards him.

"You two congressmen have arrived at the right time. What is your attitude towards the reform of political donations?" Keiko Minamikawa handed over the microphone with a smile.

"Of course I hope it can be passed. This is a good thing that will improve the system and benefit the country and the people. I think all members of Congress will agree to pass it, including Congressman Abe, right?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu turned his head and looked at Abe Nojaku and said.

Abe Nojaku looked carefully at the expressions of Shiraishi Nagiko and Minamikawa Keiko.

There doesn't seem to be anything unusual.

Wait until Shiraishi Nagi finished speaking.

All the cameras were focused on Abe Nojaku.

"Of course, as Councillor Shiraishi said, our party has already discussed this matter. Even if Takeda Ryosuke didn't mention it, I would still want to do this." Abe Nojaku smiled at the cameras and said, "Please rest assured, everyone!!"

Seeing Minamikawa Keiko walking towards the next member of parliament without stopping, Abe Nosuke put away his smile.

Things have been happening one after another recently.

Ever since the impeachment of Kurumi Sakura, there seemed to be an under-the-surface force in Congress fanning the flames.

This made Abe Nosuke very alert.

A new round of prime minister elections will be held soon, so I hope nothing goes wrong.

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Ahhhh! !

Miko, don’t do that!!

Shinjiro Koizumi sat up suddenly and woke up from a nightmare.

His face was pale and he was sweating all over.

His face was covered with stubble and the smell of alcohol from last night still lingered.

The sunlight has already poured in through the gaps in the screen window.

I have been dreaming about my ex-wife Miko for several days in a row.

She jumped off her own head and died in a very miserable way.

This woman, who was not particularly pretty, was Shinjiro Koizumi's deskmate and first love.

The two knew each other in high school and walked into the wedding hall together.

He still couldn't figure it out.

How many supermodels and celebrities has Junichiro Koizumi slept with?

His ex-wife is so ordinary, how could he fall in love with her?

So when Meiko hinted at me before the accident, I didn't take it to heart.

I didn't have any doubts until she got into trouble.

But after hearing Takigawa Asami's recording with his own ears, his doubts grew deeper and deeper.

Shinjiro Koizumi got up and walked out of bed.

There was a bowl of sobering soup on the bedside. Needless to say, it was put there by Takigawa Asami.

Shinjiro Koizumi felt a little guilty.

This woman is really nice to me.

Thinking of the recording in which she cried and begged not to ruin her political future, Shinjiro Koizumi sighed, thinking that perhaps he had indeed gone too far in the past.

He drank the sobering soup in one gulp and immediately felt much more energetic.

Shinjiro Koizumi walked downstairs in his bathrobe and came to Takigawa Masami's cabin.

She was wearing an apron and hoeing the flowers and plants.

There were tiny beads of sweat on his white forehead and chest.

The morning breeze blew, making the loose long skirt and sweater stick tightly to the skin, revealing the curves.

At the same time, there was a scent of a woman's body.

Shinjiro Koizumi swallowed.

It's a pity for myself
"Ah, Shinjiro, you're up." Takigawa Masami raised her head and wiped the sweat off her face. "Have you had the hangover soup?"

"Yes," Koizumi Shinjiro nodded, "Thank you."

He said: "Has he harassed you these days?"

"Ah, no. No." Takigawa Asami looked in difficulty, which made Koizumi Shinjiro understand what she meant instantly.

It seems the last warning was of no use.
He turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly noticed something black in the corner of the bed inside the door.

"What is this?" Shinjiro Koizumi walked in.

"Ah, no." Takigawa Asami followed in and tried to block it, but was pushed away forcefully by Koizumi Shinjiro.

Some sexy lingerie was placed in the corner of the bed.

Some are connected, some are segmented.

Various colors and materials.

"Did he buy these for you?" Shinjiro Koizumi shouted.

"No, no. I collected it because I thought it looked pretty." Takigawa Asami lowered her head, her small hands entangled with each other, and she looked very uneasy.

She raised her head and looked pleadingly: "Don't go, I really bought it myself. Don't quarrel with him."

As he spoke, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

Shinjiro Koizumi held the sexy underwear in his hand, threw it to the ground and stomped on it a few times.

He ran out angrily, completely unaware of the triumphant smile on the lips of Takigawa Asami behind him.

He suddenly remembered that these underwear had inexplicably appeared before his ex-wife Meiko had an accident.

But later, when I was sorting out her belongings, I didn't see it.

He didn't care about it at the time, after all, all the clothes were going to be burned.

Maybe there are omissions.

Shinjiro Koizumi came into the room.

It was discovered that Junichiro Koizumi was not here.

He was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly thought of something.

He went into the closet in the room.

Open them one by one.

Finally, I saw a lot of things in the cabinet in the corner.

A full cabinet.

He understands these things.

It's nothing more than spoils of war.

Men on the battlefield enjoyed collecting enemy weapons as trophies.

These are the things that Junichiro Koizumi's ex-wife Miko lost among his spoils.

Shinjiro Koizumi's face flushed red.

The veins on his neck popped out.

Hold your hands tightly.

really
What Meizi said is true
Shinjiro Koizumi took a deep breath.

Stay calm!!!
He told himself that what Takigawa Asami said was right.
Be patient a little longer.
Be patient a little longer.
He walked out with dragging steps and gritting his teeth.
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On the warship.

The Maritime Self-Defense Force generals looked at Hashimoto Yuna, who was wearing men's clothes, with strange expressions on their faces.

This dress, which is obviously several sizes too big, looks quite different on her and matches her pale face.

"Commander, why did we lose contact with you?" Naval Chief of Staff Ryo Sakai said with a serious look on his face.

You didn't rescue me or wait for me, did you?

This was what Hashimoto Yuuna was thinking, but she knew that the Chief of Staff of the Navy, Ryo Sakai, would never do such a thing.

If it were me, I would never postpone the general attack for the sake of an undercover agent.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chief of Staff, something unexpected happened," Hashimoto Yua said apologetically.

"Forget it, just be happy you're back safely. You've done a great service this time, helping the Japanese government eliminate a centuries-old hidden danger." Naval Chief of Staff Ryo Sakai's expression softened as he spoke.
"When you return this time, the cabinet will definitely reward you well. Although it will be difficult for you to advance in military rank at your age, your official position will definitely be elevated to a higher level."

"Yes!" Hashimoto Yua saluted.

"Work hard, and my position will be yours sooner or later." Naval Chief of Staff Ryo Sakai patted Hashimoto Yuna on the shoulder and said, "Believe me, you have a bright future, far surpassing mine."

"I'm also looking forward to seeing Japan's first female chief of staff and even its first female cabinet defense minister."

"I will definitely keep working hard!!" Hashimoto Yuna felt relieved.

If being a double undercover agent made him worried before, the destruction of the entire Ghost Department now means that he only needs to climb up in the Maritime Self-Defense Force.

Return to your bedroom in the warship.

Hashimoto Yuna opened her spare phone, and it was immediately filled with messages from Sakura Sora Kurumi.

The words are full of concern.

This made Hashimoto Yuna feel warm in her heart.

this woman
What a trouble
Hashimoto Yuna suddenly thought of Nishiyama Keiki
They both made me feel at home.
But!
Nishiyama Keishu is dead
I can’t live anymore!!

That gentle and mellow gaze, as warm as the setting sun, can no longer shine on me.
Hashimoto Yuna took out the folded letter paper again and carefully placed it behind the photo frame.

In the photo frame.

Two children were hugging each other and playing.

A boy and a girl.

The boy's eyes are so gentle
"Hello" Hashimoto Yuna dialed the video call of Sakura Sora Kurumi.

"You're not dead!!" Yingkong Kurumi yelled in the video chat, "Where have you been? Why haven't you replied to my messages?"

"I made a mistake and almost died." Hashimoto Yuna recounted what happened in detail.

"Tell me, did I kill Xishan Qishu?"

"If I had just told him, maybe he wouldn't have died."

Hashimoto Yuna's heart began to ache again.

Tears flowed again
"No, with his personality, even if you only tell him, he will tell the whole family." Yingkong Kurumi comforted her: "All you have to do is live well and carry his hope."

"I also want to thank you for letting him come and save me." When Hashimoto Yua said "he", her voice trembled a little, afraid that Sakura Kurumi would notice something.

I really don't want to lose someone who cares about me again.

"I sent you so many messages and you didn't reply, so I knew something was wrong." Sakura Kurumi nodded and said, "I'm glad you're okay. Have a good rest. When we get back to Tokyo, the three of us will get together."

"Yeah," Hashimoto Yua nodded.

Yingkong Kurumi hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

My man is reliable, otherwise, this guy would really be dead.
At this time, Feng Dielian pushed the door open.

"You don't even knock on the door now?" Yingkong Kurumi raised her eyebrows.

"A major case has occurred." Feng Dielian rarely shied away from her jokes, her expression serious. "All the Shinto believers at Tokyo Anahachimangu Shrine were killed. Not a single one survived."

Anahachimangu Shrine is located near Waseda University in Shinjuku.

Since this is a downtown area and a place for seeking wealth, there is a constant stream of believers coming and going.

When Yingkong Kurumi followed Feng Dielian here, the area had already been blocked by police with horizontal bars.

The area was crowded with people eating melons.

Yingkong Kurumi and Feng Dielian walked in.

Several Shinto priests knelt down, their heads pressed to the ground. "Goddess, please make a decision for these dead!"

Yingkong Kurumi didn't answer and looked at the corpses on the ground.

Strangely, there was not a drop of blood on the ground.

Among the corpses, the newly appointed high priest in charge of Tokyo also died in the middle.

"Yingkong Kurumi, the director, and Fengdielian, the deputy director, died last night. They were all drained of blood, without exception." The coroner took off his gloves and mask and walked over. "There were two sharp tooth wounds on their necks."

Sakura Kurumi nodded, put on a pair of gloves and a mask, and walked to the body of a Shinto believer.

After squatting down, he turned his neck around.

His eyes were tightly closed, revealing a terrifying look.

His face was pale and bloodless.

There were indeed two bloody holes with tooth marks on the artery in the neck.

"Could it be the Dracula clan from the West?" Feng Dielian frowned. "It seems that there is no record of the Dracula clan entering the country recently in the National Security Bureau."

"If it were really them, they definitely wouldn't have come to file a report." Yingkong Kurumi stood up.
At this moment, priests from other shrines came one after another.

"Goddess, this is..."

"Goddess, the headquarters of several other major shrines in Japan have already known about this."

"It must be reported to the Kingdom of God."

"Everyone, I will give you a detailed report after the autopsy results come out," said Sakura Kurumi. "I am the goddess. This matter is not only the business of the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department, but also my business. Please rest assured, I will personally investigate thoroughly as soon as possible."

"Please, Goddess!" All the priests knelt down in gratitude and prostrated themselves on the ground.
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In a high-end Japanese restaurant not far from the temple.

Selina Anri, president of the Brazilian Japanese Business Association, and Irene Hayes, a North American female lawyer, are sitting face to face.

Selina Anri was lying on the table.

A pair of pendant clocks are placed on the table.

Because it was too heavy, she developed this habit.

Erin Hayes said apologetically to Selina Xingli, "I'm sorry, the North American Mafia sent a message saying their current territory isn't big enough. The Italian Mafia has been having a serious conflict with them lately, so they can't spare the time to help you."

Selina Xingli's face darkened, and she forced a smile: "It's okay, Irene, I actually expected this."

"It seems that the only thing I can do is to look for the female leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi again."

"Where's that guy? Didn't he come to see you again?" Erin Hayes sneered. "All he does is run experiments all day long. He doesn't even care about his friends. We can't stay in Japan for long, and he doesn't even come to see us."

"Never mind. I can't blame her. She's been very busy after all." Selina Anli shook her head. "Let's order something to eat."

Suddenly Selina Xingli was stunned and looked at the door.

Seeing this, Irene Hayes followed her gaze in surprise.

Two beautiful women with powerful auras walked in, escorted by a group of men in black.

Both of them are of small stature and wear delicate makeup.

They all wore sweaters and tight shark pants.

One of them has a soft waist, revealing a white belly, and her buttocks wrapped in shark pants look slightly soft.

There is a touch of charm on her face, coupled with the sad beauty of a widow.

The other had extremely long, thin, and straight legs.

The beautiful eyes on her little face are curved, just like her red lips, extremely sexy.

Both of them walked straight into the VIP room.

"What's wrong, Selina?" Erin Hayes stretched out her hand and waved it in front of the dazed Selina Xingli. "Who are they? Do you know them?"

"Well, she's the Yamaguchi-gumi leader I mentioned, Kana Morisawa. The other one is..." Selina Anri blushed before continuing, "The other one is probably her deputy or close friend."

She still remembered the other one's crazy look as she sat on the man.

Especially that pair of beautiful legs, which were squatting in a bent position.

A pair of feet stood on the man's palm.

"You eat first. Since we ran into her, I'll go look for her." Selina Xingli stood up. "It saves me from having to go back."

"Do you want me to go with you?" Irene Hayes asked with concern.

"No need. I'm sincere on my own, so it's best not to irritate her again." Selina Anri said, standing up.

He suddenly stood up, and the pair of extremely heavy bells sank suddenly.

Selina Anri could only look left and right and quickly adjusted her shoulder straps.

"Well, now that I see you looking tired, I'm not so jealous of you anymore." Erin Hayes said with a smile, "You really look tired."

"Of course I'm tired. Do you think I'm lying?" Selina Anli sighed. "I'm even thinking of having surgery to reduce my size."

"I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen. I'm so angry. Just go." Erin Hayes rolled her eyes
Kana Morisawa and Mukaiko Miyagi walked into the VIP room.

"The tuna here is really good. They always buy the big bellies from the morning market and rush them here." Morisawa Kana said with a smile, "It's only available in the morning and at noon. It's gone by evening, so even if there's any left, they won't sell it."

"You have to eat more. Seeing how crazy you looked when you saw your master that time, you need to replenish your energy." Miyagi Xiangzi joked.

"Oh, let's not talk about each other anymore." Morisawa Kana was about to say something when she was suddenly interrupted by a commotion at the door. She frowned and asked loudly, "What's wrong?"

"Madam, a woman said she wanted to see you. She said she met you last time and she is from Brazil." A subordinate came in and said.

"Brazil?" Kana Morisawa remembered the woman.

That woman with some extraordinary talents.

His master even took a glance at it.

It's a pity that the woman is such a ungrateful person. It's rare for me to share my man with her, but she still acts so disgustingly.
The same character as Principal Hibiki Sakura.

These upper-class guys are more hypocritical than each other.

"Let her in." Kana Morisawa sneered.

Now that she's here, let's give her a good beating.
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South Korea is in chaos at this time.

Not only are there demonstrations on the streets all the time.

The entire Blue House was in chaos.

Police, soldiers, guards, security personnel.

There are layers upon layers of people of all identities.

And not far away.

Inside a high-end villa.

A beautiful woman in a little wrap and shark pants is combing her hair.

The huge hips and the sweet thighs make the yellow shark pants look incredibly full.

This results in extremely clear lines and contours on various parts of the body.

The bust is not small.

And her waist was so narrow that it seemed boneless.

Samsung's little princess Lee Jin-hyung.

(End of this chapter)