Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 353 The Thoughts of the Harem

Seeing Fang Zuo who was silent.

Chiba Iori became more and more proud.

Despite her petite stature, her buttocks are as plump as Sakura Sora's.

It was bulging and wrapped in green panties.

The blush on her cheeks grew darker.

She twisted her waist and slowly moved closer.

The soft and elastic arc pressed against Fang Zuo's arm.

He leaned over and approached Fang Zuo.

"I know Walnut has a very perky butt. Do you want to try to touch mine?" Chiba Iori opened her red lips and spoke with a slightly moist sound. She blew a breath gently into Fang Zuo's ear and said with a breath as sweet as orchid:

"Why are you so afraid of Hu Tao? Don't worry, I won't tell her, including your mistress."

She raised her chin, indicating Li Zhenxin who was slowly waking up and twisting her body not far away.

Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows and was about to reach out his hand.

"Okay, you're off today!" Chiba Iori suddenly jumped away: "Your mistress is awake."

"It hurts so much." Li Zhenxin next to him stood up with a frown, covering his butt with his hands and slowly walked towards Fang Zuo.

He looked warily at Chiba Iori, who was only wearing a set of green underwear: "Mr. Fang, how did we get here? Where is this?"

She remembered that this woman was the one who jumped into Fang Zuo's arms before the plane took off.

She also called herself a mistress.

She slowly recalled the past as she walked.

It seemed that I was almost deceived by those two Korean cult members.

Later, a skinny old man in a suit came out.

then.

Just a light punch
The short, fat woman's head flew off.

Leaving behind a standing headless corpse.

Thinking of the fountain of blood gushing out from the broken neck.

Li Zhenxin's whole body trembled and her face turned pale.

He stumbled and threw himself into Fang Zuo's arms, wrapping his arms around Fang Zuo's neck.

She was still wearing the white vest she had worn on the plane.

The whiteness of the chest and waist is exposed.

"You still say you're not a mistress?" Chiba Iori sneered and said, "Shameless woman, it's so natural for you to throw yourself into someone else's husband's arms." "What nonsense are you talking about." Li Zhenxin quickly got up from Fang Zuo's arms.

She was much taller than Chiba Iori, and as a three-star princess, she was usually arrogant and domineering, so how could she tolerate such humiliation?

He suddenly glared at Chiba Iori with some imposing manner.

"What? You want to fight?" Chiba Iori snorted coldly and was about to attack.

"Alright." Fang Zuo frowned and interrupted the two women. He turned to Chiba Iori and asked, "Do you know where this is?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be San Diego." Chiba Iori closed his eyes and sensed it: "It's close to Los Angeles and Mexico. This is the territory of the North American mafia."

Fang Zuo immediately noticed a small fluctuation behind Chiba Iori's ear.

Although his realm has been lowered, his spiritual consciousness still maintains the level of Nascent Soul.

"What's behind the ear?" Fang Zuo asked.

"You can even detect this? You're worthy of being the man chosen by Kurumi." After Chiba Iori's surprise, his face turned a little grim. He smiled bitterly and said, "This is a chip implanted in us by the National Security Agency of the United States. It has many functions, such as assisting in combat, calculating trajectory, and of course, positioning."

"Let me see." Fang Zuo stretched out his hand.

"Hate it, just say it if you want to touch me." Chiba Iori pretended to be shy and got into Fang Zuo's arms, burying her face in Fang Zuo's arms.

Smell the man's scent.

Take a deep breath.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of security that I had never felt before.

This is the man Walnut chose.
According to the childhood agreement.
Her thoughts were a little hazy, and she put the memories aside with a wry smile.

Fang Zuo stretched out his hand and brushed across Chiba Iori's small earlobe, pressing a finger on the fluctuating chip.

The fluctuations emitted by this chip are connecting to Chiba Iori's brain nerve bundle.

"Every one of our security agents has one of these chips." Chiba Iori huddled in Fang Zuo's arms and whispered softly, so that only Fang Zuo could hear, "It's both for support and control. If they detect betrayal, it goes 'bang.'"

"Do you want me to take it off for you?" Fang Zuo asked.

"Haha, you're such a good person." Chiba Iori patted Fang Zuo's chest mischievously, found the right spot, and grabbed it hard: "If it's taken off, I'll be wanted."

Then he frowned and said seriously, "But good people can't protect Walnut. In this world, you can't be a good person, understand?"

She glanced at Li Zhenxin, who was pretending to be nonchalant and looking around. "Don't be so lustful and find some messy mistress. I'm sorry, Hu Tao."

As she spoke, she put on her coat and trousers:

"I haven't asked you yet how you rescued us both here. I remember being imprisoned by an Orthodox priest, and then I came here the next time I regained consciousness."

"Do you know what happened later? By the way, what are you doing here?"

"I have something important to do. Do you have any way to get me an official identity in the United States?" Fang Zuo did not answer, but silently felt the location of Momoki Kanonai, which was still very far away from him.

Although the golden elixir is enough to deal with many things, it would still be troublesome if Protestantism brought down some gods.

"Of course I can. North America is my home, but I can only get you a black market identity first." Chiba Iori shrugged. "San Diego and Los Angeles happen to be the strongholds of American mafia gangs. It's easy to get you a black market identity, but to get an official one, you have to go to Washington. Where are you going?"

"In that direction, where is the farthest distance in America?" Fang Zuo asked in one direction.

Chiba Iori closed his eyes silently and opened them quickly: "Towards New York and Washington on the East Coast."

"I'll go there." Fang Zuo said.

"Let's go, I happen to be going there too." Chiba Iori nodded and said, "Did you lose your passport and everything?"

Fang Zuo flipped his hand over and took out his passport.

"How did you do that?" Chiba Iori walked forward excitedly, touched Fang Zuo's thighs with both hands, and was about to reach in the middle.

Seeing Fang Zuo's fearless look, she withdrew her hand in dismay: "That's boring. Why aren't you shy at all?"

"Let's go, let's go to San Diego and get you a black market identity."

As he said this, he pushed Fang Zuo's body.

"Wait. Wait for me." Li Zhenxin stayed aside pretending to be indifferent.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to leave, but her cell phone and passport are all in her bag.

I don’t know where my bag is.

Now I am alone in this desolate wilderness, and the desolation makes me scared.

Seeing that the two of them were about to leave while chatting, as if they had forgotten about me, I hurriedly followed them.

"What? Aren't you afraid that I will sell you out?" Chiba Iori raised his eyebrows.

Li Zhenxin was under the eaves and didn't dare to say anything back. She looked at Fang Zuo pitifully.

Pouting.

Fang Zuo glanced at him without saying anything, and strode towards the distant highway.

Li Zhenxin hurriedly twisted her big butt to catch up.

Chiba Iori looked at the charming woman from behind. She had a chopstick-like figure, but with a high chest and a big butt.

He immediately rolled his eyes.

The three of them soon arrived at the road.

"Stop a car. It's still some distance from here to downtown San Diego. If we walk there, our legs will break." Chiba Iori said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Fang Zuo nodded.

Now that my realm has dropped, I should save as much spiritual energy as possible.

Chiba Iori stood by the road, raising his thumb as if to stop a car.

But every time a car passed by, it whizzed past.

There was no sign of pause at all.

Fang Zuo was about to use force to stop a car.

"Come on, two women and a man appear in this deserted place, who dares to stop?" Li Zhenxin muttered softly, "You yourself said there are a lot of gangs."

"You're right, but I have a way." Chiba Iori nodded and walked towards Li Zhenxin with a wicked smile.

"What are you doing?" Li Zhenxin felt something was wrong. She hugged herself in panic and tried to hide behind Fang Zuo.

But it's too late.

All I heard was a "click" sound.

Li Zhenxin's pants were torn off by Chiba Iori from the thighs.

Two pieces of snow-white, slender thighs were exposed, sparkling white in the west coast sunshine.

"Squeak" a sharp brake sound was heard instantly.

An old convertible Chevrolet pulled up.

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Washington, USA.

on the street.

Various convoys of military vehicles, with sirens blaring, sped along without stopping, ignoring traffic lights.

The modified Hummer leading the way violently rammed the civilian car and knocked away the stop sign of the school bus, and drove the convoy rapidly towards the Pentagon.

In the sky.

Several Black Hawk attack helicopters landed on the Pentagon's apron with a loud roar.

These generals who were on vacation in various places rushed to the Pentagon.

In front of the 3D projection on the strategic long table in the office.

The generals of the empire that had dominated the planet for over two hundred years gathered together.

Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff John Smith [four-star general, Army] Commander of the Army Pacific, General Flynn [four-star general, Army]

Sean Bratton, Commander of Space Command [Four-Star General, Air Force]

Air Force Chief of Staff Charles Brown [Four-Star General, Air Force]

Chief of Naval Operations Lisa Franchetti [Four-star Admiral, Navy, first female service chief, Vice Chief of Naval Operations]

Elon Musk, Special Commissioner for Government Efficiency [wearing the honorary title of Army Major]

New Secretary of Defense Pete Hegseth [civilian, former Fox News commentator]

The four four-star generals in front had their eyelids drooped and said nothing.

They all looked at the three newcomers behind them calmly.

One is a so-called female general who keeps clamoring for a decisive battle with the Eastern superpower in 2027. She secretly takes countless kickbacks from military-industrial enterprises.

Ever since she was single-handedly promoted to her current position by the Jewish consortium due to her gender, several four-star generals have received significantly less annual pay.

Once a woman becomes greedy, there is really nothing a man can do.

One was a so-called government efficiency commissioner, a corporate upstart, who sat in the conference room of the empire's highest power.

Recently, he has been ambitious to thoroughly investigate the accounts of the Military Industry Sports Center, even the cups were not spared.

The generals naturally did not treat such a person well.

And there's the new defense minister, with his sleek hair.

The scent of hair wax filled the whole room.

He is just a guy who flatters American conservatives with his mouth and keeps talking about restoring the glory of the empire.

Many years ago.

When he joined the army, his highest rank was only major. After retiring, he became a well-known host.

Whether it's his military experience or age, he's not even qualified to shine the shoes of four four-star generals.

but.

It's so ridiculous that he became the Minister of Defense.

He became their boss openly.

What kind of system is this?
Several four-star generals had blank expressions on their faces.

Everyone stared at the picture of the base on the huge projection.

A bird's-eye view.

The largest air force base in North America in the picture looks like a blackened rice cooker.

"Generals, what kind of weapon is this?" New Defense Secretary Peter Hegseth frivolously tapped the table with his knuckles and spoke first:

"President Trump is extremely dissatisfied with this matter. An empire ranked first on the planet has lost its largest air force base inexplicably and shockingly."

"Not to mention the valuable pilots, the aircraft and equipment alone are estimated to have lost over a trillion dollars."

"This is a huge joke. If I hadn't stopped the media, we would have become the laughing stock of the world."

"Could it be a missile from the Eastern Power?" Chief of Naval Operations Lisa Franchetti said, her wrinkled face painted with bright lipstick.

"Not long ago, they practiced firing a salvo of Eagle Strike-21 missiles in the Philippines. We have no way to defend against this kind of supersonic missile. That's why we collectively withdrew from the first island chain."

"Absolutely impossible. Even if we can't intercept hypersonic missiles, we wouldn't be without predictive alerts," said Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff John Smith in a deep voice. "If they have such untraceable weapons, they will definitely go beyond attacking our base."

"How is it impossible? How many of your predictions have been wrong?" Lisa Franchetti retorted sarcastically. "How did you predict the speed of land reclamation at Xianbin Reef? Turns out they're 47% faster than expected."

"There have been several naval standoffs, and in which one did the other side retreat as you predicted? As a result, our Carl Vinson aircraft carrier battle group was forced to retreat 200 nautical miles."

"Admiral Lisa Franchetti, please watch your words. This is not the place for an argument," Pacific Army Commander Flynn said calmly. "Also, you're talking about naval matters. Several admirals are currently stationed in other ports. If anyone is to be held accountable, it should be you."

"Let's all cut to the chase. The other side's progress is accelerating, and we're still bickering like children in the Pentagon. Here's the latest calculations from the General Staff." Air Force Chief of Staff Charles Brown threw a document on the table and interrupted.
"Their latest electromagnetic catapult can allow a swarm of drones to cover the entire Bashi Channel within 12 minutes."

"Their Dongfeng series has a penetration speed of Mach 10, and the Guam defense system has an interception success rate of less than 18%. What's more troublesome is..."

He ran his fingertips across the 3D holographic strategic map on the table. "They are deploying Eagle Strike-400 anti-ship missiles 21 kilometers away from Luzon Island, in conjunction with KJ-600 early warning aircraft. Perhaps we will lose our second island chain as well."

"There's something even more deadly, and that's the quantum radar array on Hainan Island, which increases the probability of our F-35 being detected in the Bashi Channel by 73%."

"We also discovered a 400-kilometer-long plasma trail in the ionosphere of subspace. This should be a new guidance system for the latest hypersonic weapons."

"Everyone, do you still want to argue?"

"Damn, how many new things do they have!!" Space Command Commander Sean Bratton angrily pounded the table and declared righteously, "If we deploy 12 more Typhon systems, we'll form an 'iron curtain of fire'. These missiles will be no problem, but Congress just cut our budget by 34%."

As he spoke, he looked at Elon Musk who was looking at his phone next to him.

This is the person who initiated the budget cuts.

"Generals, deploying more Typhon systems is easy. Just drink less coffee," Elon Musk said with a smile, putting down his phone. "According to the US military's reported budget, a coffee cup costs $1280 and a paper clip costs $120. The money wasted on coffee cups and paper clips each year is enough to build two Burke-2s."

"Also, according to our latest audit report on Fort Stewart, 87% of the military's food budget is unaccounted for. This amount of corruption is enough to buy 20 Typhon missile systems and double the number of missiles."

The whole place was silent.

The generals remained silent.

Elon Musk still can't figure out one thing: are they the only ones taking it?

Who in the entire America doesn’t take it?

From the president to the small civil servants.

And those members of Congress who receive so-called lobbying funds and political donations are nothing but blatant bribery.

If you don’t take it and I don’t take it, how can others take it?
"Everyone, let's discuss the attack on the air force base." Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff John Smith coughed heavily and said, "We'll discuss other matters later. The base was destroyed like this. Could it be caused by a supernatural being?"

"How is it possible that there is a psychic with such power!" Lisa Franchetti said with a sneer.

At this time, someone knocked on the door.

After getting permission, an officer pushed open the door and walked in.

"Reporting to the generals, we have the latest intelligence. The National Security Agency Agent No. 8, who was on a protection mission on the Civil Aviation 787, is not dead."

"Satellites have detected the chip signal in her body. She has appeared near the Air Force base. She is now near Los Angeles."

"Everyone, let's hand this matter over to the National Security Department for investigation," said Defense Minister Peter Hegseth. "I will inform them of the incident and ask them to locate Number 8."

"Maybe we can get some clues."

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Sakura Kurumi, who was far away in Tokyo, was sitting in the office at this time.

She sat in a chair and looked at Shiraishi Nagihiru on her phone.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu is in his villa.

Yingsora Kurumi told the other party in detail what had happened not long ago.

After listening carefully, Shiraishi Nagimitsu also recounted his discoveries over the past few days.

"So, now all suspicions point to the Aso family." Yingkong Kurumi pondered for a moment and said, "Since your clues are broken, I will lead a team to search the Fukushima nuclear power plant and perhaps we can find something new."

"Now it's not just the Aso family. At the very least, the nuclear biological research in the Tokyo sewers should have nothing to do with them." Shiraishi Nagimitsu shook his head: "Since the demon tribe is involved, the Aso family, as an old political family, has no need to be so deeply involved with the demon tribe."

"The only possibility is that the Jewish consortium is also involved in this whole incident. Only they would have no scruples about contacting the Japanese demon tribe and funding their biological research talent."

"Now that I think about it, the purpose of that peacekeeping Self-Defense Force is South Sudan and Iraq."

"I was focused on South Sudan and neglected Iraq."

"It now appears that the ultimate destination of that peacekeeping Self-Defense Force, carrying those nuclear materials, was Iraq."

"After all, Iraq and Israel are very close."

"And the largest shareholder of the Fukushima nuclear power plant is also a Jewish consortium."

"This matter cannot be reported to the cabinet without solid evidence." Shiraishi Nagimitsu continued, "God knows how many cabinet members are members of Jewish conglomerates or the Aso family. Even our Prime Minister Shigeru has a very close relationship with the Aso family."

"Once they know these things, it will probably make our investigation more difficult."

"Perhaps, I have a way to get that woman from the National Public Security Bureau of Japan to hand over the evidence." Sakura Kurumi's eyes flashed: "Do you know Miura Masami?"

"Of course, this Supreme Court Justice has been very popular recently, and the judicial forces of the Miura family are now flocking to her." Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowned.

"You mean... But I don't know her well. I think she, like that woman from the Hatoyama family, is from a Japanese political family and won't help me."

"No, she will definitely help you." Yingkong Kurumi said with a smile: "You can go visit her and tell her that I asked you to go."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu understood instantly.

Looking at Sakura Kurumi's increasingly beautiful face, he nodded.

It seems that not only I am making progress, but the director of the Security Department is also working hard to move forward.

Moreover, its power is so great that it even controls the highest judicial institution.

At this moment, Masami Miura was in the hall of the Miura family's ancestral home.

She knelt at the head of the table.

Staring at the shrine expressionlessly.

In front of it are the portraits of her father Yoshihisa Miura and her brother Governor Miura.

behind her.

Two rows of elders of the Miura family were kneeling.

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Chiba Iori drove an old convertible Chevrolet with her long hair flowing behind her.

Fang Zuo sat in the passenger seat, and Li Zhenxin covered her legs in grievance.

Although her private parts are not exposed, she usually wears such sexy clothes when she goes out.

But having it ripped away like this makes me feel so insecure.

Soon the car drove into the city of San Diego.

Drive towards Block 3.

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Inside the inspection room of the Tokyo Exorcist Security Bureau.

Kana Morisawa looked at the two women in front of her with a sneer.

Looking at one of the huge and low-hanging pair of pendant bells.

He turned his gaze to the person next to him: "You lost the lawsuit against the Miura family, right? Then, what makes me believe that you can win my lawsuit?"

(End of this chapter)