Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 310: Prime Minister's Car Accident, Furukawa Miu's Secret
Inside Hakone Kuzuryu Shrine in Kanagawa Prefecture.

Several more priests, not knowing what was happening, ran out quickly.

He looked at the beautiful woman on the roof, and then at the priests lying motionless on the ground.

They shouted loudly and used Yin-Yang magic.

Spells of various attributes attacked Furukawa Miu.

Dr. Miu Furukawa had a pair of fair hands wrapped in black lace gloves.

Another gentle wave.

Countless bats appeared and swarmed down again.

It seemed as if each of these bats was being directed remotely, and they did not bite randomly.

Some of them spread their wings to block out the Yin-Yang magic.

Some of them spit out sound waves from their mouths to trap the opponent.

Then one of them seized the opportunity and bit the priest's neck hard.

Extremely precise.

These Shinto priests covered their necks and cried out in pain, their blood and energy flowing out rapidly and being sucked away by the bats.

Then, in a strange way, it was fed back into some kind of particles and entered Dr. Furukawa Miu's body.

Furukawa Miu stood on the roof, staring coldly with her beautiful eyes at the bodies of the priests lying all over the ground.

Poker face.

The night wind blew, and a few strands of long hair stuck to her velvet lipstick lips, adding some sexy temptation.

She was turning to leave.

Suddenly she found a man on the roof blocking her way.

Looking at this man, I seemed to have seen him somewhere.

Furukawa Miu felt a strong sense of crisis all over her body.

This strange man made her body tremble constantly. She instinctively wanted to escape, but she couldn't move her legs.

Fang Zuo frowned.

This beautiful doctor doesn’t even recognize me?
Could it be that there are two souls living in one body?

"Who are you?" Furukawa Miu opened her red lips slightly and said vigilantly.

He took two steps back.

Under the ultra-short black jeans, the plump buttocks connecting the thighs were stretched tightly.

The black fishing net slightly tightened the snow-white flesh.

Fang Zuo didn't answer and walked forward.

"Don't come over here, just stand there!" Miu Furukawa was a little panicked.

As the man's footsteps got closer, the sense of crisis in his heart became stronger.

She gritted her teeth and waved her little hands wrapped in black lace gloves.

There was no response at all.

The next second, the whole body was restrained.

"What are you doing?" Furukawa Miu was horrified to find that her body could not move.

The man opposite put his hand on her forehead.

Miu Furukawa only felt a warm current entering her forehead.

It felt like a big hand was kneading my whole body.

Miu Furukawa gritted her teeth, trying hard not to scream.

But in the end, she couldn't help but open her red lips and let out a guttural sound.

The sound made her skin turn rosy red in shame.

Especially the pair of snow-white long legs and lower abdomen that were tightened by the black fishing net.

Pink particles appear.

She quickly closed her mouth, bit her lower lip tightly, and tried her best to tighten her buttocks, not daring to relax.

"Strange, there aren't two souls." Fang Zuo closed his eyes and sensed the soul in Furukawa Miu's body: "Why is this happening?"

The soul of this beautiful doctor is intact and has not been damaged or parasitized in any way.

All meridians are the same as those of ordinary people.

It's just that the blood is flowing vigorously and the meridians are strong and wide.

But why does it seem like he has become a different person?

When they met for the first time, Fang Zuo didn't find anything unusual between her and ordinary people.

Even Furukawa Miu might think she is normal.

While Fang Zuo was being cautious, a ray of divine consciousness penetrated into Furukawa Miu's soul.

Miu Furukawa suddenly opened her eyes wide, and her bitten red lips opened in disbelief.

The feeling of being invaded is indescribable.

A dazed look appeared in her beautiful eyes.

This divine thought stirred wantonly in Furukawa Miu's soul.

Didn't notice any soul restrictions.

But there are still some differences.

There are some tiny particles floating in it.

Seeing Fang Zuo's spiritual thoughts, they instinctively dodged away.

It seems that this is the source of her supernatural powers.

Fang Zuo withdrew his mind and took his hand away from Furukawa Miu's forehead.

The woman's eyes were still out of focus and she was still in a daze.

Fang opened his left palm.

Small beads of blood appeared in the pores of Furukawa Miu's skin.

Then it separated from the skin and turned into a small ball of bright red blood in front of Fang Zuo's palm.

Fang withdrew his left hand and collected the small ball of blood at the same time.

Then turned and left.

Miu Furukawa fell onto the roof.

Close your eyes and fall into coma.

A few minutes later, she suddenly opened her beautiful eyes.

Stand up quickly.

He looked at his body's condition in confusion.

I checked my clothes again and found they were all intact.

What's wrong with you?
I seem to have met a man just now.

But when I woke up everything was normal.

Is this an illusion?

She felt wetness on her chin and chest and wiped it away.

He pondered for a moment until he heard sirens in the distance.

She quickly jumped as if nothing had happened, bouncing in the darkness and running towards Tokyo.

Disappeared into the night.

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Inside the Cabinet Banquet Hall in Tokyo.

Hashimoto Yuna was surrounded by a group of generals, who complimented and praised her.

Even many male generals and officers who were suitors extended invitations to her openly.

After Hashimoto Yua smiled and declined, she finally escaped from the crowd and walked towards Yingkong Kurumi and Feng Dielian in the corner.

The two were also extremely popular, turning down wave after wave of approaching men.

"Hashimoto Yuna is promoted, congratulations." Sakura Kurumi said to Hashimoto Yuna with a smile: "It seems that you will be promoted soon."

"Why don't you leave them a line?" Feng Dielian raised a glass of red wine, her face flushed from drinking: "Welcome back safely."

"Oh, you guys are laughing at me too." Hashimoto Yuna opened her arms and gently hugged Sakura Sora Kurumi, whispering, "Thank you."

Then he also hugged Feng Dielian next to him.

"Come on, let's have a drink together and wish our general Hashimoto Yuna to be promoted to admiral soon." Feng Dielian raised her glass.

Sakura Kurumi and Hashimoto Yuna turned around, picked up their wine glasses from the table and clinked them together.

"And find the man you love." Yingkong Kurumi also raised her glass and said.

"The latter one is unnecessary." Hashimoto Yua thought of the man's seductive eyes, and looked at Sakura Sora Kurumi with a little regret in her heart.

The three women's lips each left lip prints of different shapes and colors on the glass of red wine.

"Come, take pictures, take pictures, come together." Feng Dielian took out his cell phone.

For a moment, three delicate faces with smiling faces like flowers gathered together.

Pose yourself at the most beautiful angle and freeze it under the camera.

The entire venue suddenly fell silent, and a group of men looked at the three beauties.

Annoyed.

There are three beautiful women, but I can’t even find their contact information.

They were all politely declined.

The excuses given were surprisingly consistent: they all had men.

This made them extremely jealous.

I don’t know which three men are so lucky.

Just as the three beauties were discussing where to go for dinner to celebrate.

suddenly.

Sakura Kurumi's cell phone rang.

It was a call from the Tokyo Exorcist Security Bureau.

She picked up the phone and slowly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Feng Dielian and Hashimoto Yuna asked with concern.

"More than a dozen priests died in the Hakone Kuzuryu Shrine in Kanagawa Prefecture." Sakura Kurumi said.

"It seems that it is just as we expected. This is an attack against Shintoism. Fortunately, we are prepared." Feng Dielian put down his wine glass and said.

"Let's go and take a look. Sorry, I can only celebrate with you another day." Yingkong Kurumi said apologetically to Hashimoto Yuna: "I, Feng Dielian, will go to the crime scene. We can have dinner together next time."

"No, it's rare for me to come back and see you guys." Hashimoto Yuna shook her head: "I'll go with you. Anyway, I'm on vacation now, and it's not fun to stay in Tokyo alone."

"But the crime scene is in Kanagawa Prefecture, and neither she nor I can take anyone on our motorcycles." Feng Dielian spread her hands: "How are you going to get there? Take a taxi? I'm afraid even taxis won't go at this time."

"Isn't this easy to handle? Just wait for me." Hashimoto Yuina turned and walked towards a young colonel.

After a few words, the colonel nodded excitedly.

then.

Hashimoto Yuna came back and showed the car keys in her hand: "You can go now."

Yingkong Kurumi and Feng Dielian looked at the young colonel in the distance who was staring at his phone excitedly, and looked at each other.

"Did you change it through LINE?" Sakura Kurumi said.

"Of course." Hashimoto Yuuna blinked.

"It's really valuable." Feng Dielian said with a smile: "Why don't we exchange two for it?"

"Come on, if the three of us really do this, the men from all those wealthy families in Tokyo will line up to come here." Hashimoto Yuna took Sakura Kurumi's hand and said, "Let's go, let's go. I'm not going anywhere, I'll just follow you."

"Oh, so clingy, why do you like to cling to me as much as Feng Dielian?" Yingkong Kurumi shook her head: "Will you be unable to find a man in the future? How about I give you some of my man?"

Feng Dielian and Hashimoto Yuna looked at each other guiltily from behind.

No one dared to answer.

Hurry up and catch up with Sakura Sora Kurumi's pace.

"Why aren't you talking?" Yingkong Kurumi looked around with her beautiful eyes in surprise.

"Haha!!" Feng Dielian and Hashimoto Yuuna both responded with dry laughs.

"How weird." Yingkong Kurumi rolled her eyes.

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It was the end of the evening class at Tokyo Women's University.

Amidst a chorus of exclamations.

Yua Mikami drove her customized Bugatti "Voice of the Night" to Tokyo Women's University.

The school gate was closed at night, and the security personnel refused to let Yua Mikami in.

As a result, the fat school director happened to come out of the school.

He yelled at the security personnel.

Yua Mikami stepped on the accelerator and rushed into the school.

He left the fat school director who was standing at the door bowing respectfully far behind.

Arriving at the old place, Yua Mikami pushed open the scissor door of the Voice of the Night.

She came out wearing brown lambskin boots and leather pants, revealing half of her plump, snow-white thighs.

Putting on a furry coat, I walked to the door of the Tokyo Women's Dormitory.

He stuck his little head into the gatehouse.

To her disappointment, the damn man who didn't answer her calls was not here.

"Don't look for it, my master isn't here." Nagano Rei ran over with a white towel tied around her head.

Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail and swung back and forth.

Wearing shorts and a short T-shirt, he was running and sweating all over.

She exudes a unique femininity.

To Mikami Yua's surprise, another teacher, Momoki Kanonai, also ran over.

He also wore a Nike sports band on his head and a T-shirt and shorts.

in the dark.

The two people's fair skin appears even smoother and more translucent, and two different body scents emanate along with the slight smell of sweat.

"Ali said you were coming to see us again? Is there something wrong?" Momoki Kanonai said while running on the spot.

The full curve of her chest trembled rhythmically.

"Ali?" Yua Mikami was stunned.

These two guys were at loggerheads a few days ago, but after following me out, they seemed to be getting along better.

"Ali and I have discussed this. There are too many enemies right now, so it's better for us to unite and face the outside world first." Momoki Kanonai said vigilantly.

"I'm not an outsider, am I?" Mikami Yuya forced a smile. "I thought we were friends from that day on."

"You said on the phone that Reilly wants to challenge me to a duel again?" Nagano Rei took off the towel on her head and wiped the beads of sweat on her chest.

After such a long period of training in the fighting arena.

Whenever the topic of martial arts comes up, Nagano Rei's aura becomes apparent, and she becomes more and more calm.

"Yes." Mikami Yuya turned around and took out a pair of antique leather boxing gloves from the car. "This is a fighter's fist that our family has collected. I heard it was passed down to the Genji clan in Japan."

"No need, you keep them. I have better gloves." Nagano Rei shook her head: "My master gave them to me. As for dueling with that Reilly, I'm not interested. Find someone else."

"Ah?" This answer was somewhat unexpected to Yuya Mikami.

Isn’t this Nagano Rei quite combative?

If she didn't agree to fight, the stubborn Reilly would probably make the Mikami family her only target.

He said hurriedly:

"That Reilly specifically asked to duel with you."

"She's looking for me, so I have to fight her?" Nagano Rei sneered, wrapped the towel around her wrist, and was about to leave.

"Ten million US dollars, as long as you fight her, I will give you ten million US dollars no matter you win or lose." Mikami Yuya shouted loudly to stop Nagano Rei.

"Okay." Nagano Rei exchanged glances with Momoki Kanona behind Mikami Yua's back, then turned around and said, "I agree."

So refreshing?

Yua Mikami was stunned for a moment!
This guy wants to fight too!

"You should ask for more," Momoki Kanonai said as she watched the sound of the night go away.

"Alas, I was so poor that I forgot about it for a moment. And mainly, I also want to fight with that Reilly. I heard that she is a seeded player in the World Boxing Championship." Nagano Rei said regretfully:
"And it's enough that I can help my mom and brother buy a huge house in the country."

"In the past, I couldn't earn this much even if I worked as a tutor and COS for my whole life."

"I really envy you. I hardly ever see my parents." Momoki Kanonai sighed.

"Are you really leaving?" Nagano Rei suddenly asked.

"Yeah," Momoki Kanonai nodded. "The North American government is holding a religious discussion meeting and specifically asked me to attend. I also want to go back and see my parents."

Momoki Kanonai stretched out her hand and placed it in front of Nagano Rei: "You promised me, help me keep an eye on Fang Zuo, and don't let other women get close to me until I come back."

"I promise, of course I will. The problem is, it's hard for me to do it." Nagano Rei put her hand on him with a bitter face and shook it. "I'll do my best to look after the master. There are too many shameless women like these."

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Inside the underground laboratory of the University of Tokyo.

Fang Zuo handed the blood on his hand to Zhou Yuanyan.

Then he recounted his encounter with Dr. Miu Furukawa.

"Wait a moment, we'll soon see some clues." Zhou Yuanyan put the blood into the super electron microscope.

After a while, he looked up and said, "It seems that Dr. Furukawa Miu is on the same path as me."

"But she doesn't have your level of ability to suppress and neutralize various things." Fang Zuo said: "How did she do it?"

"So she only used the simplest genetic evolution techniques, not as many fusions as I did." Zhou Yuanyan pointed at the electron microscope and said, "I've studied all those messed up vampires and monsters and demons in the West."

"At first, I couldn't understand why humans evolved into this way."

"Now that I think about it, to some extent, these are probably the byproducts brought in by those outsiders."

"A creature that uses existing humans as its original body to break through the genetic lock."

"Looking at the results, it didn't succeed. It was too weak, and it contaminated its own genes."

"This one is also contaminated?" Fang Zuo frowned and said, "I see she is also absorbing blood and energy."

"No, on the contrary, her genes have begun to evolve in a certain direction." Zhou Yuanyan said: "It seems that she has found some breakthroughs."

"As for this behavior, it may be that something went wrong somewhere, and it depends on whether she can fix it herself."

"I'm telling you, this woman's brains are just as good as mine. Just have sex with her. Where's the person?"

Zhou Yuanyan looked around, but Fang Zuo had disappeared.

now.

Fang Zuozheng sat cross-legged and looked inward.

He also refined a sub-god of the Japanese Divine Kingdom.

Yuanying took another step towards Yangshen.

Asura Acalanatha's limbs have also entered the minor stage of success, and the next step is the torso and head.

Logically speaking, everything went smoothly and nothing went wrong.

But why do I still feel a slight discomfort in the lower abdomen?

As if reminding him of something.

Why is it?

At Tokyo Women's University.

Principal Hibiki Sakura was packing up her things in the office.

The beautiful woman's skin is getting better and better, and she is wearing a gray yoga outfit.

The plump and soft buttocks are wrapped in yoga pants, bulging.

Shinmura Akira was by his side.

Also wearing black yoga clothes.

This gorgeous woman who likes to wear heavy makeup always has a hint of lust in her eyes.

After what happened during this period, the relationship between the two beautiful women has improved a lot.

We often eat together, do yoga, etc.

It feels like I’m back to the time when I was studying.

Suddenly a figure appeared out of nowhere.

A big hand roughly pressed down Fei Guangying's head and placed it on the desk.

Then there was a crackling sound.

The tights behind him were torn.

Fei Guangying was pressed down and couldn't move. She could only glance over with a look of horror.

After realizing it was Fang Zuo, he instantly softened.

The stiff body collapsed at the same time.

Biting her lower lip, her eyes moist.

Every part of my body is cheering.

Shinmura Akira is even crazier.

On the expressway from Tokyo to Kanagawa Prefecture.

Two heavy motorcycles made a huge engine roar.

A Ford car and a two-wheeled vehicle were speeding towards Kanagawa Prefecture.

The three of them soon arrived at Hakone Kuzuryu Shrine.

The ground was littered with the corpses of Shinto priests.

The scene is exactly the same as last time.

Police officers had already arrived and cordoned off the scene.

The police officer who was examining the body saw Yingkong Kurumi and Feng Dielian approaching with motorcycle helmets in their arms, and quickly stepped forward to salute.
"Director and Deputy Director of the Lecture Hall, the deceased all had the same sharp wounds on their necks, just like the last victim, like a pair of fangs. All the blood has been drained from their bodies."

"According to your last order, all shrines have been equipped with cameras, and they captured quite a bit of footage this time."

"Thank you for your hard work." Yingsora Kurumi took the iPad handed to her by the police officer and clicked on the camera APP.

Feng Dielian and Hashimoto Yuna put their little heads over.

On the iPad screen, a white figure flew over from the air.

But a moment.

The high priest was already dead.

Although the murderer was extremely fast.

The human eye is completely unable to capture it.

Only someone at Fang Zuo's level could see it clearly.

But the world is no longer the same.

With existing technology, there are no secrets at all in front of cameras that can record hundreds of thousands of frames per second, especially since this is the most common high-speed camera.

A clear face appeared in the camera.

A young, pale face.

He was wearing a white Japanese hunting robe and a palace hat, looking like an ancient Japanese.

"Looks like he's Japanese." Feng Dielian said, "A murderer of another nationality doesn't need to dress up as an ancient Japanese."

"We compared the National Security Bureau's database and found no information about this person at all," the police officer continued.

"This speed is too fast, we can't keep up." Hashimoto Yuna's face was a little serious: "Be careful when you meet this murderer, Walnut, we are no match for him."

Sakura Kurumi nodded.

Continue playing backwards.

Suddenly, the camera was blocked by a black object.

When he reappeared, the ground was already covered with the corpses of priests.

The three beauties looked at each other.

"There's a second murderer at the scene... If it was just the previous one, he wouldn't have blocked the camera." Feng Dielian said, "The second murderer seems to be more familiar with this kind of technology. This case is a bit troublesome."

"I'll use my authority to see if I can find any clues from the highest database." After Yingkong Kurumi entered the password to enter the database, she found that there was no clue about the man in white.

"Report this to the Spiritual Dissent Council and have them send someone here immediately." Sakura Kurumi said with a serious expression, "I'm afraid no Onmyoji in all of Japan can rival this first murderer."

"Open up the latest detectors and heat-seeking weapons to police officers. Stay alert. Fortunately, this guy only targets Shintoism."

The police officer next to him saluted after receiving the order, nodded and left.

Just as Yingkong, Kurumi and the other two were waiting for someone from the Lingyi Society to arrive, her phone rang again.

Yingkong Kurumi's expression became even more strange after the call was connected.

"What happened this time?" Hashimoto Yuna asked curiously.

Feng Dielian also showed a curious expression.

"Our Prime Minister Shiba Shigeru was in a car accident," Sakura Kurumi blinked, "not far from us."

"The National Security Agency has also been dispatched, suspecting this is an assassination attempt on President Shibamo."

"How is that possible?" Hashimoto Yuna and Feng Dielian said in unison.

Yingkong Kurumi spread her hands, understanding what they both meant.

Who has nothing better to do now than to assassinate an interim president with such a low presence?

At this time, in an apartment in Chiyoda, Tokyo.

Dr. Miu Furukawa suddenly woke up from her dream.

Fishnet underwear was scattered on the ground.

Her snow-white legs were tightly clamped together.

There were tiny beads of sweat all over his body.

Even her messy hair was wet and stuck tightly to her forehead.

Why did I dream about that man?

‘Ding Dong’.

Doorbell rang
Who would come to see me so late?

(End of this chapter)