Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 350 Fang Zuo's First Rage

Chapter 350 Fang Zuo's First Anger

"Not only do we need to report this to the Spiritual Dissent Council, but we also need to monitor all the entrances and exits of Tokyo's sewer system." Sakura Kurumi said seriously, "No one knows if all the demons are lying here."

"I will report to the Spiritual Objection Council immediately, and arrange the blockade work by the way." Feng Hualian nodded immediately, kicked her beautiful legs, and jumped out of the deep pit in a few seconds.

At this time.

Sakura Kurumi's cell phone also rang.

She looked down and saw that the police officer in the Security Bureau group was requesting a connection.

After connecting.

"In the lecture hall, we've checked all the cameras near that Yaobu cartoonist. Like the other victims, we haven't found any signs of any suspicious individuals." The officer paused and continued.

"Also, the cameras near the pit on Shinjuku Street were damaged. The technicians said it was because the electromagnetic field generated by the lightning strike penetrated the chip motherboard."

"However, we have found the video footage from several long-range cameras in the distance and have sent it to you."

"Got it. Have the Crime Forensics Division conduct a thorough search of the murder scenes. No footprints, hair, or traces of magic can be left unchecked." Sakura Kurumi ordered.

"Hi!" the officer replied.

After hanging up the phone.

Yingsora Kurumi opened the video sent by the police officer.

Hashimoto Yuna also leaned over curiously.

Only seen in the camera.

A purple lightning flashed down like an upside-down purple dragon.

The asphalt road collapsed into an abyss in the dazzling light.

then.

The data stream in the video was interrupted and the screen turned into a snowy screen.

There was a lot of noise.

"This lightning, this lightning is definitely not a magic that can be cast by Japanese Onmyoji," said Hashimoto Yuna in surprise.

Sakura Kurumi's beautiful eyes were fixed on the video that was playing repeatedly.

If I had been in the past, I would have been annihilated in an instant by this lightning.

Now her man has upgraded his [Kaguya Touma] spiritual tool, and has the support of a huge amount of Shinto incense.

I can handle it.

But as Hashimoto Yuna said, this grand and spectacular scene is not something that can be cast by Japanese Onmyoji.

"Where did such a powerful murderer come from?" Hashimoto Yuuna's face was very serious: "Kurumi, you have to be careful!"

Sakura Kurumi nodded.

Could it be that he smuggled in from somewhere?

Or.
She suddenly remembered the guy who came to the Security Bureau to record information not long ago.

From the country of one's own men.

He easily defeated four SSS-level psychics from various countries with a wooden sword.

"I know where it comes from." Yingkong Kurumi picked up the phone and dialed.

"Your Majesty, what may I do for you?" asked the priest Shoichi Takeuchi on the other end of the line.

"Is the Taoist priest from the neighboring country still at Meiji Shrine?" asked Sakura Kurumi.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Goddess." Takeuchi Shoichi didn't understand why the goddess suddenly asked about Mr. Zhang, and quickly answered.

"Never left?" Yingkong Kurumi was stunned, a little skeptical of this answer: "Are you sure he hasn't left?"

"I'm sure, Your Majesty, that this guest hasn't left the room since we found him a lot of lightning-struck wood outside," Takeuchi Shoichi said with certainty.
"During this period, we also asked him to order takeout several times and sent him a lot of food."

"This guy is such a big eater! He ate a whole 100-pound tuna."

"Okay, I got it." Yingsora Kurumi hung up the phone.

This is strange.

Yingkong Kurumi originally thought that these murders were related to the Taoist priest with a bad mouth, but now it seems that she was overthinking it.

"Why, did you find it?" asked Hashimoto Yuuna.

"No, I was wrong." Yingkong Kurumi shook her head.

At this moment, two people jumped down from under his head.

That Baihuizi and an old man with a strange face.

The headquarters of the Reiyi Society was originally in the Imperial Palace, not far from here.

It's only a few kilometers away.

So after they heard the report from the Security Bureau, they realized the seriousness of the matter and rushed here quickly.

"Hall Master Sakura Sora Kurumi, let me introduce you. This is Nishida Yoshio, a veteran of the Nishida family in Kyoto, Kansai." Bai Huizi leaned forward and whispered in Sakura Sora Kurumi's ear:

"Those two guys you locked up for a day and a night are embarrassed to come see you."

Sakura Kurumi nodded.

Originally, she wanted to lock him up for three full days, but later both the Cabinet and the Imperial Palace came to intercede.

They were only detained for a full 24 hours before being released.

However, they were not given anything to eat except water.

Make both of their hungry eyes glow green.

I heard that those two guys fell seriously ill after returning home, and now they are extremely thin.

"There are so many Kappa corpses." Baihuizi looked at the pile of blurred flesh and blood, some of which had turned into charcoal.

His brows furrowed.

"Those demon tribes are so bold. They thought they were safe during this period, but it turns out that there are so many kappa hidden underground in Tokyo." Nishida Yoshio said with a sneer.

"Safe and sound? If they were safe and sound, they wouldn't try to interfere with the parliament." Bai Huizi took a few steps forward and carefully examined the corpses. "Master Yingkong Kurumi, what do you mean by these Kappa being different?"

She just finished speaking.

"What is this?" Nishida Yoshio asked, "How can an ordinary kappa have such a thing?"

After saying this, he squatted down and touched the disc-shaped depression on the skull of a kappa corpse with his right hand wearing a rubber glove.

"Don't move." Yingkong Kurumi immediately stopped him and shouted.

But Nishida Yoshio had already touched the concave part of the kappa's skull.

His hands, wearing rubber gloves, were visibly red and swollen.

He quickly withdrew his hand and took off his glove.

However, in this short moment, dozens of blisters of different sizes had appeared on his hands.

Blisters that looked like they were burned by flames.

"What is this?" Nishida Yoshio held his right wrist with his left hand in pain.

"Mrs. Bai Huizi, please take him upstairs and go to the hospital immediately." Yingkong Kurumi frowned.

"No need, I'll go by myself. Baihuizi, you stay here." Old man Nishida Yoshio leaped up and jumped out in two or three steps.

"What the hell is this?" Bai Huizi saw that Nishida Yoshio just touched the corpse lightly, and his right hand seemed to have walked around in a frying pan.

I was suddenly frightened and quickly took a few steps back.

"I think we need to ask professionals for help," Hashimoto said. "I feel like this is a kind of nuclear radiation."

"Nuclear radiation?" Sakura Kurumi and Momoe looked at Hashimoto Yuna.

They both took a few steps back.

As a modern person, I am well aware of the horror of nuclear radiation.

Especially since they are Japanese.
"Of course, this is just my guess," Hashimoto Yuna said, "so let's ask a professional to take a look."

"I'll call right now." Sakura Kurumi nodded, feeling that what Hashimoto Yuna said made some sense.

Also just a few kilometers away is the Meiji Shrine.

"No, no, these lightning-struck trees are too young." Zhang Yingxian stood in the courtyard of Meiji Jingu Shrine, looking at the pile of lightning-struck trees that was taller than him, and shook his head in dissatisfaction. "Isn't Shinto the national religion of Japan?"

"Why is it so hard to even collect some lightning-struck wood that meets the requirements? Look at this garbage. I'm not bragging, it would be burned as firewood in our country..."

"Do you know who you want us to deal with? He's an extremely powerful, century-old zombie. Without enough lightning-struck wood, we won't be able to set up a large formation to trap him."

"I understand, Mr. Zhang. I will immediately contact all the shrines in Japan and personally supervise this matter." Takeuchi Shoichi said in a deep voice.

He didn't have the slightest doubt about what Mr. Zhang said.

Not to mention that after they traveled thousands of miles to Mount Longhu in China and played the murderer's video, they still sent people over with confidence.

Just based on the scene where Mr. Zhang took action in the Security Bureau and beat four high-level psychics to a pulp, he absolutely believed what Mr. Zhang said.

Wait until Shoichi Takeuchi leaves.

Zhang Yingxian coughed.

Slowly approach the mountain of lightning-struck wood.

A smile appeared on his face.

Made a fortune..
Damn, it wasn’t a wasted trip.

I quickly picked out some lightning-struck wood of good quality and age, walked into the room and stuffed them into the suitcase.

Once you bring this thing back, it will be very easy to sell it no matter which sacred mountain you go to.

Even the bald ones.
Yes, just kill those bald donkeys.

Those shameless guys are now rich as hell, but we Daoists don't even dare to play big when playing mahjong.
I have enough money to play mahjong for a year.
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A direct flight from Tokyo to New York only takes about 12 hours.

high in the air.

The Boeing 787, which has been flying for most of the time, has entered other time zones.

The sky also brightened earlier than in Japan.

Fang Zuo still closed his eyes and circulated the Qi.

The closer he got to America, the more impatient he seemed to become.

This made Fang Zuo feel a little restless.

This inexplicable expectation is an emotion that is out of one's control.

For a monk, this is absolutely unbearable.

Fang Zuo's Dao heart flashed.

Kill this expectation.

Everything was very quiet in this plane.

No one could escape Fang Zuo's divine consciousness.

Those psychics who have hidden themselves well have not behaved abnormally for such a long time.

And Chiba Iori, Sakurazora Kurumi's childhood best friend, did not come to see her as she said.

Her attention was on the middle-aged Asian man next to her. She looked around from time to time, as if she was on guard against something.

Obviously.

This middle-aged man is the one she protects.

Li Zhenxin, who was sitting next to Fang Zuo, was checking her makeup on her mobile phone.

This woman also surprised Fang Zuo a little.

During the long flight, she was always checking and sending emails.

Constantly dealing with various matters in emails.

She is totally different from the usual Samsung little princess who is having fun everywhere.

No wonder she wanted to bring her brother down.

It seems that like those women, he has great ambitions hidden deep down.

at this time.

There is a cabin behind Li Zhenxin.

South Korean super idol Cha Eun-woo stood up from his seat.

at the same time.

A short, plump, middle-aged Asian woman in business class also stood up.

Cha Eun-woo walked over to Li Zhenxin in a gentle manner and said with a smile, "Miss Li Zhenxin, you've been sitting on the plane for such a long time. Isn't it a bit boring?"

Li Zhenxin frowned. "I see you're quite courageous. Don't you know the more courageous you are, the more annoying you become? I told you to get out of here and stay away from me. Didn't you hear me?"

"Not only am I brave, I'm also very brave in other parts of my body, Miss Li Zhenxin. Do you want to try it?" Cha Eun-woo slowly bent down and approached Li Zhenxin with a wicked smile on his lips.

"I think you don't want to go back to Korea, air marshal!" Li Zhenxin shouted, "He's harassing me, why don't you kick him out?"

An air marshal from the Black Card VIP cabin stepped forward and said, "Hello, passengers, please return to your seats immediately."

"Okay." Cha Eun-woo said, and suddenly turned his head to look at the air police, his eyes flashing.

The air police officer, who was also an Onmyoji, felt dizzy for a moment, but he immediately reacted and formed seals with his hands to prepare for a counterattack.

But the short and fat middle-aged woman who came from the business class had already walked in, closed the cabin door, and raised her hands high.

A pink mist immediately filled the black card VIP cabin.

When the Onmyoji air police inhaled the pink mist, he felt his legs and feet go limp, and he fell to the ground and fainted.

Another female flight attendant also closed her eyes and fell asleep.

"Ms. Li, do you really think I came to Japan just for promotion?" Cha Eun-woo said with a smile, "Our goal from beginning to end has been for you."

"For me?" Li Zhenxin said as she slowly pressed the Bulgari bracelet on her right hand with her left hand.

"Are you calling your bodyguards, Miss Li?" The short, plump, middle-aged woman came over and said with a smile, "Don't waste your energy. I've knocked them all unconscious in business class."

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Li Zhenxin said angrily.

"Of course I'm going to fuck you." Cha Eun-woo stretched out his hand and was about to grab Lee Jin-hyung's towering curve.

"Pa." The short, fat middle-aged woman slapped Cha Eunwoo in the face: "Asshole, who told you to be so presumptuous?"

"Baby, you promised me! I'm sorry. Yes. Yes." Cha Eunwoo bent his body, licked his face and smiled: "Baby, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be like this in front of you. I was too impatient."

The short, plump woman snorted coldly, "You forget everything when you see a woman prettier than me, don't you?"

"No, you are the most beautiful in my heart." Cha Eun-woo said affectionately.

The short and fat woman's expression looked better and she turned to look at Li Zhenxin.

"Ms. Li Zhenxin, my name is Cui Zhenzhu, and the New World Church sincerely invites you to join." Cui Zhenzhu said, "Our Supreme Lord has come to save this world."

"We really need the Samsung Group to join us. We've been trying to contact your brother for the past few years, but he's been brainwashed by the guys from the Tianzun Society."

"Is there any difference between you two cults in Korea? So you want to start with me?" Li Zhenxin sneered, "Do you think my brother will listen to me? Or can you use me to coerce him?"

"You think too highly of my status, don't you? I'm just a dispensable person who eats, drinks and has fun in the Samsung family. I'm not even as good as my two sisters."

"How can we know if we don't try?" Cui Zhenzhu said with a smile: "Once we control you, we will naturally have the opportunity to contact your brother Li Zaiyong."

"As long as we can get close to him, we will definitely find a chance to control him and thus control the entire Samsung Group."

"As for that Tianzun, haha, it's enough for South Korea to have a savior."

"Actually, I want to say, you're dreaming." Li Zhenxin sneered disdainfully, "Who do you think you are? Or do you think you have the final say on this plane?"

"I tell you, you are nothing but two reptiles in front of him."

"Oh?" Choi Jin-joo slowly put away her smile and looked around the entire Black Card VIP cabin: "Who is it?"

There were only four luxurious seats inside.

One is left blank.

There were only three passengers.

Lee Jin-hyung, Cha Eun-woo, and a young man with his eyes closed.

"Mr. Fang, please stop them quickly!!!" Li Zhenxin shouted loudly at Fang Zuo.

Cui Zhenzhu stared at Fang Zuo in shock, wary.

There was silence.
Nothing happened.

The man still had his eyes closed.

Like falling asleep.

Li Zhenxin looked at Fang Zuo's position in confusion and embarrassment.

Looking silly.

Was he also bewitched?
"Hahaha, Miss Li, you are so humorous." Cui Zhenzhu laughed after being nervous.

Cha Eun-woo was also smiling beside him.

"But, I'm sorry." Cui Zhenzhu put away her smile and said, "Ms. Li, I don't really understand your sense of humor."

"Now, please look into my eyes."

"I won't." Li Zhenxin screamed and turned her face away.

"Catch her and keep her still." Cui Zhenzhu said with a frown.

"Okay." Cha Eun-woo walked forward with a lewd smile.

at this time.

There was a loud bang.

The door of the black card VIP cabin was suddenly kicked open by something.

It hit Cha Eunwoo's handsome face with incredible precision.

His entire body was knocked away by the huge force brought by the broken door.

There was a click in the head.

Twist of the neck.

Make the sound of bones breaking.

His whole body drew an arc and fell heavily on the floor of the plane.

A face that was handsome just a second ago.

It was now a bloody mess.

There is a big dent in the nose.

At the same time, the neck was broken.

His head was twisted and pressed against the floor, shaking constantly.

"My baby!!" Cui Zhenzhu stared with wide eyes and cried out in grief, turning around: "Who, come out!"

The words just fell.

A thin fist gently hit Cui Zhenzhu's head.

Cui Zhenzhu only heard a click.

Then I saw my body rapidly falling backwards
It was not until the next second that he realized that it was his own head that was broken off and flying in the air.

Then it fell to the ground.

Landed next to Cha Eun-woo.

Look at him lovingly.

The short and fat body was still standing there, stupidly.

Blood spurted out like a fountain.

Ahhhhh! !
Li Zhenxin was splashed with blood and screamed wildly in fear.

A skinny white man in a suit slowly walked past Li Zhenxin and the headless, short and fat corpse and headed towards the cockpit.

Click.

He kicked Cha Eun-woo and Choi Jin-joo's heads one by one, until they looked like tomatoes, and blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

It splashed all over the cabin.

"The words of heresy are like the milk of vipers; whoever drinks them will be maddened by the sun of delusion."

“The wicked are like thorns thrown into the fire, but the righteous will rejoice in the courts of light!”

"The Lord has given me a fist and a scepter to smash the stone mortar of the hypocrites. I only ask Him to use His endless mercy to bring back the lost, because we are all sinners. We beg for forgiveness, Lord! Amen."

The skinny white old man said calmly:
"Heretic, die!"

At this time, it is the largest air force base in the United States in North America.

Thule Air Base, Greenland.

The alarm is sounding.

Three Black Hawk helicopters.

Three F35 fighter jets.

Take off quickly.

Flying towards this Boeing 787.

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And in the deep pit of Shinjuku, Tokyo.

Under the gaze of several beauties including Sakura Sora Kurumi.

Dr. Furukawa Miu squatted on the ground.