Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 319: The Self-Depraved Little Princess of Samsung Chaebol

The person who landed in front of Momoki Kanonai was a young white man.

Wearing a full set of clothes woven from unknown metal.

Lightning flashed all over his body from time to time.

Then it disappeared along the metal circles.

He looked at Momoki Kanonai with disdain.

The hostility is too obvious.

Momoki Kanonai frowned slightly.

I don't know how I offended him.

With her limited experience, she didn't know how to deal with such a provocation.

She is a Protestant saint.

She is a saint of one of the world's three major religions.

But she has always been raised as a shell, and not much has been cultivated for her.

You're welcome to say that.

Everyone who knew the inside story was waiting for her true soul to die.

This was her destined ending.

"If Fang Zuo faced such a provocation here, what would he do?" Momoki Kanonai tilted her head.

Somewhat confused.

Thinking about what my man would do when faced with such a thing.

"What's wrong? Mute Saint?" The white man opposite continued to mock, "You Protestant knights would never act like this!!"

Momoki Kanonai suddenly clapped her hands.

Eyes moving.

I got it.

Beat him up of course!!

Momoki Kanonai didn't say a single unnecessary word.

Her long hair instantly turned blue and flew up.

Two streaks of blue energy overflowed from her beautiful eyes.

A black, tattered, invisible yet visible cloak floated behind her.

A blue particle light blade several tens of meters long cut across at an angle.

Silently.

Disappear.

As if it never existed at all.

then.

In a huge laboratory.

Everyone only felt a flash of blue light above their heads.

then.

Hundreds of scientific researchers in white robes stared blankly at the night sky.

They had never seen the starry sky from their laboratory in the middle of the mountain.

I have never heard the chirping of insects in the laboratory in the middle of the mountain.

There has never been a mountain breeze blowing in the laboratory.

现在
The starry sky is bright.

Insects chirped everywhere.

The mountain wind howled by.

Then came the loud rumbling sound of boulders and metal falling to the ground at the bottom of the distant valley.

The entire gray rock mountain was connected to a steel elevator by this petite and delicate-looking saint.

The top was cut off with one knife.

The entire mountain laboratory looks like a can that has been chopped diagonally with a kitchen knife.

The cut surface is neat and uniform.

Only half was left in place.

From large objects like mountain walls and steel elevators to small objects like sheets of A4 paper on a table.

As for that lightning man psychic.

I don’t know where it disappeared to.

Everyone looked at the saint in horror.

Standing there.

I forgot what I should do.

Should I cry out for help now?
Or should I shout for help?

Is this petite and beautiful woman a saint or a god?
all of these.
It seems unscientific
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Korean Peninsula.

In a luxurious villa in Jiangnan District.

The guards in the distance looked at each other.

on alert.

Lee Jae-yong, the helmsman of Samsung Chaebol, has been in a good mood recently.

Finally, the president of the Peninsula who was at odds with him was arrested, and what awaits him will be countless facts and false charges.

Just frame it.

One can imagine what will happen to him in the future.

I'm afraid he will stay in the cell forever, considering that several previous presidents are still in there.

What a stupid guy.

He actually wanted to bypass Samsung, the local tyrant of the peninsula, and try to please the President of the United States alone.

I went to North America several times in a row, singing and sending my wife off, but what was the result?

It’s because you bet on the wrong president that you ended up like this.

Speaking of which, his wife is quite coquettish.

The 52-year-old first lady, Jin Jianxi, is only five years younger than himself, but she looks quite young.

It's just that the face is too high-tech and too stiff.

Samsung chaebol Lee Jae-yong was breathing heavily.

Veins popped out on his head and big beads of sweat dripped down.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at the woman again.

It is true that she looks very young after plastic surgery, but her facial skin is so stiff that it is a bit scary, and her belly is full of pits and dents.

That's the mark left by liposuction.

It's really disgusting.

The girls in the girl groups I play with are not as fresh and tender-looking and have such elastic skin.

But we have to admit that the president's wife is really sexy.

If it weren't for her identity that ignited his desire, he wouldn't even want a woman like that.

Lee Jae-yong took another look at the woman's stiff face.

Instantly boring.

The President's wife, Jin Jianxi, rolled her eyes subtly but did not dare to show any dissatisfaction on her face.

Lee Jae-yong frowned and looked at the medicine bottle next to him.

Forget it, I’m too lazy to eat it, so I might as well leave it to the girl group.

He supported himself with his arms, turned over and got off the horse, and sat aside.

Jin Jianxi pretended to stand up gently and hugged Li Zaiyong from behind: "Oppa, are you tired?"

Lee Jae-yong frowned in disgust and swung his arm, pushing her away.

He stood up, poured himself a glass of whiskey and drank it in big gulps.

Jin Jianxi, who is about to lose her status as the president's wife, no longer has any appeal to him.

Only has utilization value.

"You can go now. Don't worry. As long as you produce evidence of your husband's crime, I will do my best to protect you." Li Zaiyong said expressionlessly, "I will also cover your future living expenses."

This tone made Jin Jianxi understand the meaning instantly.

How can someone of this age and experience not understand men?

It seemed that I had lost my identity and my attraction to this man.

The President's wife, Jin Jianxi, stood up with a forced smile, grabbed the green thong and bra and put them on.

This man really thinks he is charming. What a useless guy. If it is not to protect himself and his money, who would sleep with him?

"Don't worry, I have all the evidence and evidence against him. I will give it all to you, but Oppa, you must keep your promise."

The call of "Oppa" was soul-stirring and was made in a sweet voice.

But in Lee Jae-yong's heart, he almost vomited when he looked back at this stiff face.

You’re fifty-two years old, do you still think you’re twenty-five?
He waved his hand, indicating that she could leave.

Jin Jianxi was holding his breath, but he didn't dare show his anger on his face.

When I first had a status, this man often came to me for one-night stands with sweet words and sweet talk.

But now he refuses to even say goodbye and is annoyed to even look at me.

It turns out that all men are the same, they never cherish what they have!
Compared to this, her husband, the president who has been arrested, is still very caring and obedient to her.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

But it was only a moment.

Without wasting any time, she turned around, picked up her bag and left.

He took a car back to his residence in the presidential palace.

Jin Jianxi just walked into the door.

"Madam." A handsome middle-aged man in uniform saluted her with his legs crossed, his tall and sturdy figure.

The guards behind him also saluted in unison.

Kim Sung-hoon, Deputy Director of the Security Department.

The second-in-command of the entire security department.

They put a lot of effort into protecting the president from being arrested, but in the end they were outnumbered by the other side.

"Yeah." Jin Jianxi nodded and walked into the door with a twist of her waist.

After taking two steps, hurried footsteps were heard behind him.

Then a pair of arms hugged her waist from behind.

"You're crazy. This is the presidential residence, not our apartment." Jin Jianxi's desire, which had not been satisfied just now, was instantly ignited by these arms.

Panting, he weakly pushed the other person's arm away.

"I only acted like this because I knew this was the presidential residence," Kim Sung-hoon panted. "Now that he's been arrested, no one's interfering with us anymore. Hurry."

"You pervert, crazy bastard, Asi!" Jin Jianxi cursed, but his body softened and he grabbed it with his backhand.

They had no idea that a high-definition camera in the distance was capturing everything.

now.

Lee Jae-yong is closing his eyes and regulating his breathing in his villa.

Sitting cross-legged opposite him was an old monk with white eyebrows and wearing a cassock.

really.

He felt that his tired body was recovering rapidly.

The breathing technique taught to me by the master was magical and made me feel much better instantly.

It was worth spending a lot of money to invite him from Jiuhua Mountain in China.

The president who was arrested loved to have psychics as his followers.

Especially the psychics who can increase luck.

This is also the reason why he was able to rise from a small prosecutor to the presidency.

The South Korean police were unable to storm the presidential residence thanks to those psychics.

But this old monk from Jiuhua Mountain was able to suppress those supernatural beings by himself.

He also easily captured Master Cui, who had betrayed him and defected to the president.

Drive away all the bad luck on his side.

Only I can succeed so easily.

Such a master must be served well.

It's worth spending any amount of money.

"Boss," a subordinate came over. "It's very well done. I've taken pictures of it all."

After saying that, he handed the phone to Lee Jae-yong.

Lee Jae-yong took it and turned on his phone.

In the video, the first lady Kim Gun-seo, who had just left him, was now cuddling with the deputy director of the president's security department in the Blue House.

"What a slut with a big appetite, she can hook up with any man. Very good, send this deputy director of the security department in as well." Li Zaiyong sneered and said:

"Let him confide more about our president's crimes and order those people to teach him a lesson in prison. Not just any woman can steal."

"Cripple his left hand, leaving his other hand free to write the indictment. Otherwise, tell him he will have to stay in prison for the rest of his life."

"Yes, I will do it right away. And President, the young lady seems to have gone to Japan." The subordinate said softly.

"That Lee Jin-hyung went off to Japan again?" Lee Jae-yong shook his head. "She's such an impatient person. No wonder I'm racking up so many bills again. Let her have her fun. Tokyo's been full of commotion lately. Remember to keep her safe."

"Yes, President," the subordinate slowly retreated.

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At this moment, Li Zhenxin was sitting in a customized Lexus nanny car.

He pinched the crystal goblet with his fingers and swirled the red wine inside.

A pair of beautiful eyes stared at the red wine hanging on the wall, and then took another sip.

A blush appeared on her charming face.

This red wine comes from the French winery Puyssey.

Decanting time ranges from ten minutes to half an hour, each with its own unique flavor.

It has never been circulated in the market.

It has long been collected by wealthy people all over the world.

Her chest heaved.

Even though she only had a D cup, the purple dress couldn't cover up her overly straight curves.

She placed her pair of long, white, plump legs on the wine cabinet.

The toes painted with crimson nail polish slowly circled around the round end of a bottle of red wine.

The contented and joyful mood was beyond words.

Mikami Yuya.

Demi Blackrock.

One is the successor of Japan's century-old chaebol family and the actual controller of the shares of the two major conglomerates.

One is of noble Hebrew descent among the Jewish people, of the same clan as the current Israeli Prime Minister, and is also the operator of Jewish consortium in the Asia-Pacific region.

Each of them is much more noble than one's own status.

she knows.

Even though the Samsung Lee family is powerful on the Korean Peninsula, in their eyes, they are no different from vulgar local rich people.

Especially when your wealth is far less than theirs.

Even more so.

But so what?
Two such outstanding women, aren't they the same ones who allow themselves to be played with by me?

Mikami Yuya.

The woman thought she had no other choice but to rely on her.

ridiculous.

Do I really have to sell out the Jewish consortium?
As long as his brother's popularity is gone, he will be the next in line for Samsung.

I believe that with his eloquence and relationship with Demi BlackRock, there is a high probability that the Jews will maintain their confidence and not sell their stocks.

It’s not impossible to help yourself raise the stock price.

It's just not as convenient as the Japanese consortium next door.

Li Zhenxin took another sip of red wine.

Sixty percent of the Samsung Group’s shares are like a bone that does not belong to it.

I just used some tricks to throw the bone out, and the two dogs started fighting over it.

As for who she will finally turn to, it depends on which of the two women is more capable in the capital market.

"Miss, we're here." said the driver in front.

"Have you gotten rid of those people my brother sent to secretly protect me?" Li Zhenxin asked.

"Don't worry, they are just SS-level characters. With me here, they will think you are still in the hotel." An old man in the passenger seat said lightly.

"Thank you, Master." Li Zhenxin nodded.

Over the years, I have recruited many psychics under the guise of traveling around the world.

But if I want to deal with those around my brother, it may not be enough.

Therefore, she has always been looking forward to meeting the power behind Jin Meiting, who has always frustrated and angered her brother.

She believes it.

Even Jin Meiting is valued by that force, so with my identity, it shouldn't be a problem for me to cooperate with them.

In this way, the last problem will be solved by myself.

Li Zhenxin walked into the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo.

After getting permission, enter the elevator and go to the top floor.

After looking at the house number, he pushed open the door to a large suite.

Everything inside made her face turn red instantly.

Although I have seen many exaggerated scenes.

But it is almost always women who act satisfied and coax men.

The man is exhausted and pretends to be strong, deceiving himself.

This spectacular sight before my eyes.

Never seen it before.

Six young and beautiful girls were lying on the luxurious Turkish camel-hair carpet.

The white skin reflected the soft light.

Shiny satin finish.

Everyone closed their eyes.

Breathing slowly.

Flourish face and rosy cheeks.

The whole room was filled with the smell of female hormones.

They are all true portrayals.

The man sat cross-legged on the sofa without a care in the world.

Place your hands underneath your abs.

The whole body was covered in a faint golden light.

Occasionally you can see strong chest and abdominal muscles.

The capable and beautiful Team Leader Jin.

At this moment, she was massaging the man's body with her hands behind his back like a slave girl.

From time to time, she sucked the sweat off the man's body.

He was not embarrassed to see Li Zhenxin come in and gestured for her to sit on the sofa opposite.

Li Zhenxin took a deep breath.

Suppress the desire that surges in your body.

He secretly stretched out his fingers behind his back and pinched his buttocks.

The pain calmed her down a little.

She thought about the people behind Jin Meiting, black and white, and of various religions.

I also thought about what it would be like to meet him.

I have even rehearsed the handshake or hug countless times in my mind.

I have chosen many clothes, some gorgeous and some simple.

I even picked out the perfume several times.

This is finally confirmed.

Everything has been prepared fully.

It's for this negotiation.

But I never thought I would encounter this situation.

but.

This is better.

It means that this man is a womanizer.

She thought she was no worse than Jin Meiting, and she also knew the six girls on the ground.

This group has recently become very popular in Asia.

They all look good.

But it's still a little worse than me.

Li Zhenxin twisted her waist and walked to the sofa, smoothed the hem of her dress with her hands, and then sat sideways on the sofa.

then.

Pull up the purple dress.

Revealing plump and white thighs.

Her red lips curved, and a pair of beautiful eyes emitted a soft light.

She smiled charmingly at the man sitting opposite her with his eyes closed in meditation.

But the man opposite didn't even look at her.

As if he didn't know she came in.

Instead, Jin Meiting picked up a black lace nightgown and put it on, then sat on the sofa next to her and crossed her beautiful legs.

Looking at each other from a distance.

He said, "The boss is here, you can say whatever you want to say, Miss Li."

Li Zhenxin's expression froze: "How should I address this gentleman?"

"My boss's surname is Fang," said Jin Meiting.

"Fang?" Li Zhenxin was stunned. "Chinese? Chinese?"

She thought of many nationalities, but never imagined being Chinese.

"This has nothing to do with you, Miss Li. I need to remind you that my boss has little patience. You'd better just say what you want to say." Jin Meiting said.

"Mr. Fang really looks down on me." Li Zhenxin pouted in a wronged tone, "Don't I even have the qualifications to let Mr. Fang take a look at me or say a few words?"

Jin Meiting nodded seriously and sincerely: "Yes, I am not qualified."

"You!" Li Zhenxin was a little angry.

What kind of power have I not seen in the world?
This person thinks too little of himself.
"Since Mr. Fang looks down on me, there is nothing more to say. I'm leaving." Li Zhenxin stood up and turned to leave.

But until she walked out of the room, she couldn't believe it was true.

The other party actually didn't keep her???

According to the previous script, they should at least say goodbye or excuse me.
Then he walked back along the stairs, smiled slightly and sat down.

then.

The two sides immediately engaged in a friendly and cordial conversation.

But you just walked out like that?

Li Zhenxin was filled with anxiety, not knowing whether to go back or leave.
She kicked off her high heels in anger, unable to bring herself to go back.

Moreover.

What can I say when I get back?

I can only leave like this and think of a solution.

Li Zhenxin took the elevator to the underground parking lot of the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo.

He walked to the Lexus limousine and kicked the door angrily.

These damn things made me angry today. They have no sense at all.

I've arrived and they still don't open the door for me.

But even after kicking it several times, there was no reaction from the car.

Only then did Li Zhenxin realize something was wrong.

He came to the front of the car cautiously.

Inside the car window.

His driver and the powerful psychic in the passenger seat were stunned and unable to move.

He could only keep signaling Li Zhenxin with his eyes, trying to convey something.

Li Zhenxin was stunned for a moment, then quickly lifted her skirt and ran towards a car behind her.

There were also bodyguards and followers hired by himself.

It turned out that the situation in the car was exactly the same as in the other car.

They were all tied up and unable to move.

Only the eyeballs can show any meaning.

Li Zhenxin took a breath.

Red lips swallowed.

I finally understand why even if my brother Lee Jae-yong hired the world's top killer, he couldn't do anything to Kim Mi-jung.

The blush that had risen on Li Zhenxin's face due to the obscene scene instantly subsided.

Two pale spots appeared.

The most important thing for a successful businessman is to know how to go with the flow.

Take action when the opportunity arises.

Rather than fighting against adversity.

Li Zhenxin quickly turned around, walked into the elevator, and returned to the room.

The room was still the same room.

The girls were still lying limp on the ground and hadn't recovered yet.

These actresses who are adored by their fans are not even as good as slaves in front of the powerful.

The man and Kim Mi-jung in the room were gone.

There was the sound of splashing water coming from next door.

Li Zhenxin walked in.

Inside an extra-large round jacuzzi.

The man lay on the edge of the bathtub with his eyes closed.

Massage waves surge in the bathtub.

Jin Meiting was standing in the waves, holding up the man's legs, slowly holding them in her arms and massaging them.

When she saw Li Zhenxin come in, a hint of sarcasm appeared on her charming face.

"I told you to sit but you didn't. Now you want to sit but there's no room left."

Jin Meiting said: "Just stand and talk."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, I was so blind." The little princess of the Samsung chaebol said apologetically.

But the man slowly opened his eyes, but did not look at him.

He picked up the phone next to him.

After opening LINE, Justice Masayoshi Miura sent me a message.

A picture of a woman.

The illegitimate daughter of the Vatican Pope was dressed up by Masami Miura as if she were a woman from a brothel.

Wearing a white bustier.

And lace shorts.

A pair of white stockings wrapped around beautiful white legs.

Her hair was dyed pink.

Inlaid with a small flower.

"Master, I have taught you everything. I am waiting for your inspection."

(End of this chapter)