Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 356 Are You Seducing Me? Jewish Beauty

Accent?
Fang Zuo frowned: "Did I watch the wrong American TV series and learn a dialect?"

He stopped dwelling on it and looked down at Andy Gambino, whose head was covered in blood from the blow he had made.

This guy's head was pretty tough, and he only suffered some facial injuries when he hit the floor.

"Where did you come from? You're finished! You've offended our Gambino family. Don't think you can survive just because you're a psychic." Andy Gambino spat out a mouthful of blood and grinned.

"Don't talk too much. I don't have patience. Just answer me directly: Can I do it?" Fang Zuo said.

"Haha, do you think the Gambino family are all cowards?" Andy Gambino shouted loudly: "Who do you think you are? Come on, kill me!"

"Let me do it. I know some criminal law methods." Chiba Iori stepped forward.

Fang waved his left hand.

Andy Gambino's body slammed into the wall.

A 'boom' sound.

After leaving a human-shaped blood mark on the wall, his body fell down in a bloody mess.

Leaving a bloody mark.

"Don't bother with that, just go to Los Angeles." Fang Zuo said, "I don't have the patience to coax him slowly. Aren't there still a bunch of guys in Los Angeles? We have to fly there anyway."

"But you have taken such a ruthless action. The Gambino family probably won't agree so easily." Chiba Iori said with a frown.

"Then come one by one. I don't believe everyone is so tough." Fang Zuo said lightly.

Chiba Iori nodded and looked at the mess in the tavern.

The mood is very complicated.

A San Diego gang stronghold was destroyed in an instant.

If nothing unexpected happens, the police who are in collusion with the Gambino family will arrive here soon.

At the same time, gangs across America will know the news.

The Gambino, a mafia family that originated from the Italian Mafia, has been rooted in North America for so long that it has become closely tied to all major forces.

I'm afraid I haven't suffered such a big loss in many years!
I don’t know whether to say that this man who is my best friend is bold and reckless, or that he is really fearless!

'vomit'!!

Li Zhenxin was vomiting and almost fainted.

He shrank his face and didn't dare to look at the blood on the ground.

The fresh blood and white brain seemed to still be steaming in the early spring.

He killed so many people in a flash and acted like nothing happened.

She finally understood what Jin Meiting said.

This man cannot be understood with ordinary thinking.

Maybe this man is exactly the man she needs!

Chiba Iori snapped his fingers lightly.

All the lights in the pub kept flashing.

All the electrical appliances shook.

A noisy electric sound came from the speakers playing nostalgic country songs.

then.

Bang bang bang!

A series of sounds rang out.

All cameras instantly emitted a burst of black smoke.

"You can go now." Chiba Iori said.

Fang Zuo nodded, walked to the door first, and stopped again.

Looking back.

"What's wrong?" Chiba Iori then walked out and asked Fang Zuo in surprise, looking at him.

"lead the way."

"."

"I thought you were omnipotent!"

Chiba Iori covered her mouth with her hands and smiled, then took Fang Zuo's arm and walked back the way they came.

Following behind was a pale-faced Li Zhenxin.

Staggering and dragging his steps.

From time to time, there were bouts of dry heaving.

The three of them came to the old convertible Chevrolet.

Silence.

The car that looked like a good-looking one at first has now been stripped down to just a frame.

The car body was cushioned by bricks stacked four feet high.

From the four wheels to everything in the engine compartment, nothing that could be disassembled was left untouched.

Even the steering wheel, center console and seats inside the car were completely disassembled.

This San Diego is like a black ant nest.

Shortly after.

The three of them drove an old Toyota and continued on to Los Angeles.

before leaving.

As the sirens roared throughout the city.

The tavern was quickly surrounded by police.

A cordon was drawn.

The bloody scenes inside made these police officers, who were used to shooting guns, vomit continuously.

"Damn it, someone tell me what the hell is going on?" Sheriff Gad Duke roared as he watched all this.

'Pooh'

Just as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but bend over and spit.

This bloody incident occurred shortly after the Gambino family took over San Diego.

Who did this?

Is it the Bonanno family coming back for revenge?
impossible.

If they had this ability, they wouldn't be on the verge of being destroyed by the Gambino family.

The Bonanno family even lost Los Angeles, where they held a large territory.

Then, of the five major North American gangs, there may soon be only four left.

Now that such a huge tragedy has happened here, I, the sheriff, will have to walk in fear from now on.

"Sir, I just checked and found that the chips in all the cameras are burned, and the hard drives that store data are also destroyed by the electric current." A police officer came out and reported.

"Sir, it seems everyone was crushed to death by an external force. All their internal organs have been crushed, including their brains." The forensic doctor came out, his face pale as he leaned against the wall.

"I've been a forensic doctor for thirteen years, and I've never seen such a brutal scene. From now on, I won't even dip my fries in ketchup."

"I asked those guys to get some funds to connect the cameras to the Internet a long time ago, but that damn city councilor just refused to approve the funds." Gad Duke said angrily.

He took a deep breath.

He couldn't hide such a big thing, nor could he take responsibility for it.

Judging from the situation, it is very likely that this was done by a psychic.

I must report to my superiors immediately.

He strode aside and began to make a call.

Los Angeles, 200 kilometers away.

As the second largest city in the United States.

The first city on the West Coast.

It has also become a battleground for all forces.

This is the golden landmark, this is the City of Angels!
This is also one of the most gorgeous colosseums in North America!

Whether it is politicians, businessmen, or gangsters, both white and black are addicted here!

Every inch of land here is soaked in the smoke of battle.

Angels and demons coexist.

Beverly Hills.

Located in western Los Angeles, it is surrounded by West Hollywood and Century City.

It is known as the most prestigious residential area in the world.

The best security in the world.

Even the postal code 90210 has been made into a TV series and movie, becoming a symbol of global wealth.

Nowadays.

A banquet was held in the largest manor here.

Although the banquet hall is not as luxurious as the Federal Reserve or the Japanese chaebol, it is still considered gorgeous and luxurious.

On the long banquet table.

Los Angeles Mayor Karen Bass and Los Angeles Police Chief Michel Moore.

These two powerful figures in Los Angeles always take the main seat at all banquets.

But now.

But he could only sit in the corner of the banquet table.

Even so, both of them had satisfaction and pride on their faces.

Seated in front of them was Gavin Newsom, the current governor of California and a candidate for the next president of the United States.

But he still didn't sit in the main seat.

Above and to the left are Senate Leader Mitch McConnell and John Gambino, head of the Gambino family.

At right are White House Chief of Staff Susan Wiles and Chief Justice of the United States John Roberts.

Sitting among these people was a young and beautiful woman.

Obvious Eastern European blood.

The delicate facial features have Asian characteristics.

She had her hair tied up, held a cup, and wore a gold ring around her neck that only Jewish priests could wear.

Raise your glass with a smile.

Everyone hurriedly raised their glasses and drank together.

"How long will Miss Michaela Abraham Cohen stay in North America this time?" Chief Justice John Roberts asked with a little humility.

As a Jew, I feel honored just to pronounce this name.

Michaela is the female archangel representing the Kingdom of God.

In Jewish Hebrew, it also means God's spokesperson.

Abraham represents the descendants of the prophet Abraham, the ancestor of the Jews.

This is the most noble bloodline of the Jews.

Cohen represents the Jewish priest class. Only Jews with this religious name are qualified to preside over religious ceremonies in the temple.

"Just call me Michaela Cohen." Michaela Cohen said with a smile, "I'm here to attend the Federal Reserve's annual meeting. Let's wait and see after it's over."

"Maybe I'll play in North America for a while and then come back. Who knows."

Michaela Cohen swirled the champagne in her glass and took a sip.

"If Miss Michaela doesn't mind, you can come to our Gambino family to play. We have a large farm in the West." John Gambino raised his glass and said in a deep voice.

Several people at the banquet frowned.

This damned brute actually called Miss Michaela Cohen by her first name.

As expected, gangsters are gangsters and they only do rough things.

Michaela Cohen didn't say anything, but slowly put down her glass.

This attitude made everyone laugh, except the one who was in charge of the Gambino family.

"President Trump has asked Miss Michaela Cohen to come to Washington. He wants to invite you to a dinner, a family dinner," White House Chief of Staff Susan Wiles said softly. "His whole family will be there. You're welcome."

"Please tell President Trump that it is my honor and I will definitely come to disturb you." Michaela Cohen nodded.

White House Chief of Staff Susan Wiles breathed a sigh of relief.

As Trump's newly appointed chief of staff, she is under tremendous pressure.

This was my first time sitting in such an honorable occasion. Having completed my mission, I finally felt relieved.

Just at this time.

Suddenly, Los Angeles Police Chief Michel Moore's cell phone vibrated slightly in his arms.

He took it out and quietly walked outside to answer the call.

The events coming from the microphone made his face look ugly instantly.

After hanging up the phone.

He quickly returned to the banquet and whispered a few words in the ear of Los Angeles Mayor Karen Bass.

At this moment John Gambino also saw the message on the phone.

His face turned pale instantly and he walked out silently without saying a word.

"I'm sorry, we have some important matters to attend to, Ms. Michaela Cohen, please excuse us for leaving first." Los Angeles Mayor Karen Bass stood up and said apologetically.

"Go ahead, Mayor Karen Bass. May the Lord always illuminate your path!" Miss Michaela Cohen nodded. "May the Lord bless you and protect you! May He shine His loving face upon you and show you His grace! May He look down upon you and grant you peace!"

"Thank God Almighty!" Karen Bass lowered her head humbly.

After the banquet.

Michaela Cohen arrived at the manor's luxurious bedroom.

Take off your robe and the gold ring around your neck.

A nude bra covers the fullness of her C cup.

"Master, we've found out." A maid came in and knelt on the ground and said, "The reason they left is that the Gambino family's territory in San Diego was destroyed."

"In the base, a total of 41 people, including 5 senior managers, were killed."

"Andy Gambino, the Ripper, who had been chosen to be the head of Los Angeles, also died among them."

"Everyone was crushed to death by an invisible pressure, and Andy Gambino died by hitting the wall."

"No bullet holes or shell casings have been found at the scene."

"All cameras were damaged and no useful clues were found so far."

"No wonder John Gambino's face turned black when I saw him. He is such a rude guy. But only a guy like him could control the Gambino family and it would be so powerful in recent years." Michaela Cohen said as she took off her nude bra and thong, revealing her white body, and walked into the huge jacuzzi.

The surging massage waves pushed her soft, plump, and white body forcefully.

"Please contact the Gambino family for me and tell them I'll visit them when I'm free." Michaela Cohen said with her beautiful eyes closed comfortably, "I don't know where this brave guy came from. If possible, I'd like to meet him."

"Please keep an eye on the progress of this case and mobilize our forces to investigate. I want to know who is behind this."

She said that she was enjoying every inch of her body as if it was being massaged by a big hand.

"Yes, master!" the maid replied.

"What's wrong? What are you thinking about? You look surprised." Michaela Cohen closed her beautiful eyes, but she seemed to be able to see the maid's face clearly.

"I was wondering, does such a mafia family also need the master to entertain?" The maid quickly lowered her head and said.

"Don't underestimate the weight of the underworld's secular authority," Michaela Cohen said softly. "These also carry a great weight in the Kingdom of God."

"The Gambino family has already swallowed up one of the five major mafia families, and the other is almost there. If nothing unexpected happens, there will only be three mafia families and the Mexican drug cartel left in North America."

"Among the remaining gangs, only the Gambino family has the biggest appetite. I think those other scattered Asian gangs, such as the Hongmen and Qinglong Gang, will be swallowed up by them one after another."

"Over the years, they have successfully established themselves in South America. Although they cannot compete with local gangs and are blocked by the Japanese Yamaguchi-gumi, I am very optimistic about them."

"Who knows what the future will hold? Once the Gambino family becomes the world's largest mafia, they will dominate the night of this planet."

"But these guys are not devout Jewish believers," the maid said hesitantly.

"There are still several Jewish families within the Gambino family. Even a family this big isn't monolithic. Look at President Trump's daughter, isn't she one of ours?"

“There’s always a chance.”

"Wealth, power, and fame are the glory of my Lord"

“No one can resist this honor.”

"nobody"

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Inside the Tokyo Exorcist Security Bureau.

Kana Morisawa looked at the silent Irene Hayes, her face gradually turning cold.

"What? You keep saying you'll win my case. I've even put my life in your hands, but you won't even give me a promise. How can you expect me to trust you?"

"You can leave now, what North American lawyers?" Morisawa Kana sneered. "After you leave, the two of you are not allowed to appear in front of me, otherwise you can go and find out about the Yamaguchi-gumi's methods."

When Selena Xingli heard this, she was eager to speak and beg.

But the little hand beside her held her tightly.

"Madam!" Erin Hayes blushed as she knelt down and said, "Selena Xingli told me that Madam's initial request was for her to accompany a man. If I lose, I will go with her."

After saying that, she gritted her teeth and waited for Kana Morisawa's answer.

Kana Morisawa's mouth corners slowly lifted as she looked at the plump and beautiful woman in front of her.

Her plump and soft white flesh, tightly wrapped in white yoga pants, showed traces of lust.

Look at her plump droop and round curves.

Kana Morisawa nodded with satisfaction.

"You said that your academic qualification is a Doctor of Law from Stanford, right?" A blush appeared on Kana Morisawa's face.

"Ah? Yes!" Irene Hayes felt a little strange about the repeated question and could only answer it again.

"What about your educational background?" Kana Morisawa asked Selena Anri.

"I'm also from Stanford Business School." Selena Anri quickly replied.

"Very good. Very good." Kana Morisawa's eyes showed a strange light, she stood up and walked over slowly.

Then squat down.

Under Irene Hayes's bewildered and puzzled gaze, he reached out and pressed the snow-white flesh that was folded over the place where her buttocks and thighs met.

Amazing elasticity.

"Come on, my life and death will depend on you guys!" She stood up with satisfaction: "I hope you can succeed. Don't let me down."

Erin Hayes and Selina Anli looked at each other.

Full of joy.

The two men came out of the security office.

At the same time, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they are both women, the pressure put on them by this female Yamaguchi-gumi gang leader is really too great!
I could hardly breathe loudly inside.

"Selena, have you noticed something? The way that lady looks at us seems a little strange." After Irene Hayes came out, she remembered that the place where the lady had just pressed seemed to still be hot.

A blush crossed her face.

The fat that was pressed back squeezed the inner thigh
"Ah? Really? They're just staring at me!" Selina Xingli patted her chest. "I've been used to this since I was a kid... people stare at me wherever I go anyway!"

"Maybe I'm overthinking it," Irene Hayes nodded.

"Let's go, I have an appointment with Furukawa Miu, let's not be late." Selena Anri was very happy after solving her worries, and said with a smile.

"We're late?" Erin Hayes sneered. "It's good that she's here. I bet she'll be quite a while late."

"Oh, okay, don't be angry. After we finish our meal, I'll take you to Ginza." Selena Anli comforted.

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San Diego and Los Angeles are 200 kilometers apart.

But the red tail lights on the highway leading into the city stretch endlessly.

stop-and-go.

It was already evening when we arrived.

The neon lights of Los Angeles are not too bright.

This is far inferior to Tokyo, which has good public security.

along the way.

Billboards in Korean, English and Chinese are stacked one on top of the other.

From time to time, searchlights from police helicopters swept across the sky.

Chiba Iori parked the Toyota casually.

The three of them stood on the empty streets of the financial district.

"Let's find a place to sleep for the night and then look for the Gambino family during the day," Chiba Iori said. "Nighttime is when the gangs are active and enjoying themselves. They're all scattered around Los Angeles, so it's hard to find their contacts."

"Don't they have a stronghold?" Fang Zuo said with a frown.

The sooner you get your identity, the sooner you can recover your cultivation.

Now is the most important thing.

"Yes, but now it's been taken over by the Gambino family." Chiba Iori sighed. "I'm going to report to the National Security Agency's Los Angeles branch to handle some lost documents and gather some intelligence."

"You can stay in our group's hotel, the InterContinental Los Angeles Downtown Hotel, which is not far from here." Li Zhenxin looked at the brilliant neon lights of Los Angeles and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In these two short days, it seemed like I was strolling in a primitive and bloodthirsty tribe.

Now we have finally returned to a developed and civilized society.

Finally I feel a little safe.

But this pair of long white legs still attracted the attention of passers-by, both black and white.

The greenness frightened her.

"You guys go ahead." Chiba Iori said, "I'll find you there tomorrow."

"Let's go." Fang Zuo nodded and a word came out of his lips.

Li Zhenxin now had some understanding of this man's character, so she quickly led the way.

Sure enough, the InterContinental Los Angeles Downtown Hotel is not far from here.

The tallest building on the West Coast is within sight.

Clearly one of the best hotels too.

After entering the hotel lobby.

"This hotel belongs to Samsung C&T. Wait a minute. I lost my passport and phone, and I don't have any contact information. I'll go find the hotel manager." Li Zhenxin said softly, "I'll be down soon. Please sit on the sofa for a while."

Fang Zuo nodded.

Sit on the sofa, close your eyes and regulate your breathing.

This was the first time Li Zhenxin was alone with this man.

Looking at his handsome features and thinking of the miracles along the way, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

"Ah, Miss, you're okay! Thank God!" The hotel manager saw Li Zhenxin and shouted with joy: "The president has been calling my phone all the time!"

"What's wrong?" Li Zhenxin asked in surprise.

"The Boeing 787 flight you were on had an accident and fell into the sea. By the way, miss, how did you escape? Oh my God, I need to report this good news to the president immediately." The person in charge hurriedly picked up the phone and dialed.

The entire plane fell into the sea?
Li Zhenxin didn't know what happened later.

Fang Zuo looked like he didn't want to bother with her, and it was good enough that the other woman didn't bother her.

Now she knew the exact news.

Such a big plane, with hundreds of people on it, just fell into the sea?

So, he saved me! !
"Miss, this is the president's video message." The hotel manager ran over with a cell phone.

"Lee Jin-hyung, you troublesome guy, why did you go to North America again? May your father in heaven bless you! I'm glad you're okay!" Lee Jae-yong smiled happily in the video call: "Don't run around anymore in the future."

"By the way, how did you survive?"

"Brother, I know I was wrong." Li Zhenxin said coquettishly, "An agent from the National Security Agency saved me. I can't tell you the specific details."

"The NSA rescued you?" Lee Jae-yong said in surprise, "I understand, I understand. I won't ask anymore."

"Brother, I'm tired. I was scared to death along the way," Li Zhenxin said hurriedly.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. You must have been scared along the way. Go and have a rest." Li Zaiyong nodded comfortingly: "Now that you are done with this fun, go back to Korea as soon as possible and don't run around anymore."

"understood."

Fang Zuo was regulating his breathing in the hall.

Shortly after.

"I'm back." Li Zhenxin's voice came into my ears.

Fang Zuo opened his eyes and saw the woman appeared in front of him in a new outfit.

Sitting on the sofa with a pair of long legs clamped together.

The broad curve of the chest is in protest.

The look on his face held an indescribable meaning.

"Are you seducing me?" Fang Zuo asked expressionlessly.

(End of this chapter)