Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Fang Zuo looked at the long sword in his hand.

The familiar feeling has returned.

Yet it felt completely unfamiliar to him.

Various pieces of fabric were hanging from the holes in the blade.

The knife handle was wrapped with colorful bib fabric.

It felt like I was back in my youth, full of vigor and ambition.

Those organizations and factions on Hong Kong Island were very powerful.

He led Zhang Ben and his group of guys.

A watermelon knife cuts from the east side of Hong Kong Island to the west side.

But now, even he himself doesn't understand the power contained in this watermelon knife.

An unusually strong incense offering.

How strong is it?

Even if all the incense offerings from these religious kingdoms were combined, they wouldn't amount to a single drop of the value of this watermelon knife.

And the power of this knife is beyond imagination.

It not only severed several massive energy streams that were attacking it with a single strike.

He even cleaved through the barriers of the divine kingdom with a single stroke.

The power is unimaginable.

Fang Zuo carefully examined the 'familiar stranger'.

The blade was covered with dark stains left by various kinds of blood.

It has some rust spots.

Fang Zuo's divine sense swept over.

I could clearly feel the countless remaining souls of great demons and immortals wailing in agony on the blade.

The soul flashed.

A surge of killing sequences.

When the blade cut seven inches into the scales, a dark green liquid burst out.

Then, with a twist of the knife, the green gallbladder was dug out.

The lion's head and golden mane bristled as it roared.

The watermelon knife then spun and cleaved off half a foot of fangs.

Then another challenge.

The lion head, its eyes wide with astonishment, flew into the air.

The human-faced head attempted to spew poisonous mist, but the blade was already embedded in its eye socket.

It chopped down diagonally.

It splits open from the eye socket to the waist.

One by one, the heavy armor of mixed iron shattered after being slashed.

One by one, the tungsten steel breastplates were hammered with spiderweb-like patterns by the back of the knife.

One by one, the great demons had their entire spinal armor ripped open from their tailbone to their cervical spine.

The bluish-gray exoskeleton peels off piece by piece, like peeling a lobster shell.

It revealed a pulsating purple demon core.

Fang Zuo stood atop a mountain of demon corpses.

The immortals in the distance all possessed an air of otherworldly grace, with white hair and youthful faces.

But they cowered and trembled, too afraid to come forward.

Fang Zuo withdrew his divine sense.

I put the watermelon knife away.

Upon closer reflection...

After acquiring the last piece of land in the New Territories of Hong Kong Island.

She collapsed in the bar.

When I regained consciousness, I was at the foot of Maoshan Mountain.

I never saw that watermelon knife again.

But unfortunately, I lost those memories.

All the doubts arose after he fainted.

In the end what happened.

"Uncle, what's wrong?" Tao Muxiang's petite body huddled in Fang Zuo's arms.

Her little hands kept fiddling with Fang Zuo's collar.

He stared blankly at an ordinary longsword.

She stretched out her little hand and waved it.

"Uncle, what are these?" Taomu Xiangzhi pointed to the various colored threads tied to the watermelon knife.

What are these materials? They look so familiar.

Kaoru Momoko frowned, wondering why it looked so much like the clothes she was wearing.

"Nothing, just remembered something." Fang Zuo put away the watermelon knife. "I'm going back to Tokyo."

"Oh, are you leaving so soon? I don't want you to go." Kaoru Momoki pouted, pleading, "I want to go back with you!"

"Anyway, there's nothing going on here."

"After the archbishop was invited away by that Blair, he hasn't replied to headquarters."

"I think he either died at the Supreme Security Bureau or is trapped there."

"I'll go back with you for a few days while we have this time."

"Please?" Kaoru Momoki shook the man's arm.

"Whatever you say." Fang Zuo nodded.

yeah! ! !
Kaoru Momoko excitedly hugged Fang Zuo's neck.

Being able to spend even one more day with the person you love is a joy.

For every person who is happy, there is someone who is sad.

Fang Zuo and Tao Muxiang returned to the New York hotel.

Michaela Cohen has not left yet.

They had been waiting for Fang Zuo to come back.

As a Jewish priest, one hardly has to worry about money.

Except for a few important ceremonies that she needs to preside over.

They could be described as having nothing to do.

Lee Jin-hyung, however, went back to South Korea.

Breaking news from South Korea: the president will be impeached.

And now.

Before the guy supported by his brother Lee Jae-yong takes the stage.

This is a perfect opportunity to target his own brother.

Li Zhenxin hurriedly flew back to investigate the specific situation on the peninsula.

Those twin sisters.

Then he looked at Fang Zuo with curiosity.

Tokyo was a new and exciting international metropolis for them.

The two of them acted as if they were about to go on a trip.

Extremely excited.

Only Michaela Cohen shed tears.

Upon hearing that Fang Zuo was going back to Tokyo to resolve some matters, a sad expression immediately appeared on her delicate face.

"Fang, I'll find an excuse to come to Tokyo to see you in a few days." Michaela Cohen hugged Fang Zuo tightly, looking pitiful.

"You have to wait for me. Don't wander off. Don't let me lose you like before."

"Okay?" Michaela Cohen gazed at Fang Zuo with tender affection in her beautiful eyes.

Full of expectation.

She longed for a man to give her an answer.

She was terrified that, like last time, she would leave the Jewish temple and have no idea where to find Fang Zuo.

They could only build an identical manor and live there in misery.

After receiving an affirmative answer.

Michaela Cohen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She wrapped her arms around his neck.

Her full, red lips rained kisses on Fang Zuo.

"I know I shouldn't thank Almighty, but I'm very grateful to Him for letting me meet you."

Michaela Cohen nestled in Fang Zuo's arms and murmured, "Wait for me in Tokyo. I'll come find you soon."

Fang Zuo turned his head and looked at the two identical faces placed on the bar counter.

The twin sisters looked on with amusement.

Four little feet, clad in white bubble socks, kept kicking.

I was really enjoying watching it.

Fang Zuo looked at them and shook his head with a headache.

If Shiraishi Nagi and Sakura Kurumi saw that she had gone out and brought back two 'daughters'...

I don't know what expression it is.

Now that I'm going back to Tokyo, it's time to confront them.

Otherwise, I would feel really uncomfortable always carrying the identity of a father.

Walk up to them.

"I have something to tell you, and you must listen carefully," Fang Zuo said.

The twin girls looked at Fang Zuo's serious expression and seemed to sense what he was about to say.

The little feet, which had been dangling in mid-air, came to a stop.

"I'm not actually your father," Fang Zuo said. "Your father is dead."

"Ah!!! You're lying!!!" A shocked expression appeared on Akechi Fuka's face, her face full of disbelief: "You're our father, you look exactly alike."

Akechi Aoi kept her head down, seemingly lost in thought.
"I'm really not your father," Fang Zuo said helplessly. "I'm just using his identity."

"I don't believe it!!! I don't believe it!!" Akechi Fuka was on the verge of tears: "You must be planning to abandon us again, right?"

"I know, you want to abandon us again. You're a bad dad!"

"Anyway, we're all unwanted wild children."

With tears streaming down her face, Akechi Fuka grabbed Akechi Aoi's small hand and tried to leave.

"Listen to me, this is what I really look like." Fang Zuo sighed and stopped the two sisters.

With a swipe of his hand, the spell was dispelled.

To reveal one's true appearance.

"Am I just using your father's identity?" Fang Zuo asked.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!! You're a psychic, you can become whatever you want." Akechi Fuka cried, shaking her head. Her little face was streaked with tears.

It was covered in tear stains.

Akechi Aoi, standing next to him, seemed lost in thought.

She bit her lower lip and looked at Fang Zuo.

Tears welled up in her beautiful eyes.

"I'm really not your father." Fang Zuo frowned, his head aching. "How can I explain it to you for you to believe me?"

“We don’t believe you. You just don’t want to take us back to Tokyo.” Akechi Fuka burst into tears and hugged her older sister next to her.

Her sad little body trembled.

"How could that be? I just wanted to ask if you wanted to come back to Tokyo with me," Fang Zuo said.
"Although I am not your father, I bear the consequences of this body."

"The final choice is yours. I'll say it again: if you don't come back with me, I'll give you more money than you can spend."

"I guarantee you'll have no worries about food and clothing from now on, and I'll also find someone to protect you."

"If you come back with me, then naturally you'll have to listen to me from now on, and I'll certainly take care of you."

"We'll go with you!!" Akechi Fuka wiped away her tears and said resolutely, "You said it, you can't go back on your word."

"My sister and I already discussed it, didn't we?"

She turned to look at Akechi Aoi.

Akechi Aoi wiped away her tears and nodded.

Fang Zuo was stunned.

This is incomprehensible.

It was understandable that they followed suit when he was the father.

Now that you've laid your cards on the table, why are you still clinging on?

"Would you like to listen more carefully, or look more closely?" Fang Zuo stroked his chin, gesturing for the twin beauties to take a good look:
"I reiterate, I am not your father; I'm just using his identity for now."

You can refuse.

"We...we actually knew all along," Akechi Aoi said weakly, having remained silent until now.

"Eh~~~ Sister, why did you say that?" Akechi Fuka tried to cover her sister's mouth, but it was too late.

"Don't hide it anymore, he'll find out sooner or later," Akechi Aoi said quietly. "Since he promised to take care of us, we shouldn't keep it from him."

Akechi puffed out her cheeks and looked up at Fang Zuo: "Is it Daddy?"

She paused, blushed slightly, and still called out "Dad."

This surprised the person on the left even more.

How could these sisters, who had never practiced his disguise techniques, see through his disguise?

"How did you find out? When did you find out?" Fang Zuo asked, frowning.

"I knew it the moment I saw you," said Akechi Fuka, wiping her face shyly.

The acting was a bit over the top.

"The reason is simple. Because we saw our father die with our own eyes and buried him with our own hands."

Finish this sentence.

Both Akechi Fuka and Akechi Aoi's small faces dimmed at the same time.

So that’s it.
"That explains it," Fang Zuo nodded. "Don't worry, the cause and effect I believe is true, and I won't hold it against you for deceiving me."

"Everything I said is true. Since I've borrowed his identity, I will definitely take good care of you."

"I'll ask you one last time, are you coming with me or not?"

The two sisters nodded repeatedly.

"Alright, let's go. Pack your bags, we're heading back to Tokyo!!!"

Fang Zuo patted the two sisters on the head.

yeah!!

Akechi Fuka and Akechi Aoi hugged each other happily.

Fang Zuo and his group took a flight from New York directly to Tokyo.

However, it only took fourteen hours.

The women arrived after sleeping there for one night.

Inside Tokyo Airport.

"Is this Tokyo?" The twin girls excitedly looked around as they pushed their luggage cart.

This is the first time I've ever traveled this far.

Everything was new and exciting to me.

The two people sat in the taxi, one on each side, peering out the windows at the exterior.

The cleanliness and tidiness here far surpasses that of cities in North America.

There aren't that many homeless people either.

There were no drug addicts on the streets.

Kaoru Momoki had been gone for a long time and went back to school to complete the resignation procedures she hadn't finished.

Fang Zuo then temporarily placed the two sisters in the Imperial Hotel Tokyo.

"Dad, why don't you take us home?" Mingzhi Fenghua's little face showed a 'don't even think about hiding it from me' expression:

"Are you worried about how to explain things between the two of us, or are you afraid we'll let slip that you have many girlfriends?"

He was having a bit of a headache dealing with these twin girls who still called him "Dad".

"Stop talking nonsense. I have some things to take care of first. You'll know soon enough when I take you back." Fang Zuo rolled his eyes. "I'll find someone to take you around Tokyo for a bit."

"Oh yeah!!!"

Amidst deafening cheers.

Fang Zuo walked out of the hotel room.

I just got off the elevator.

A warm little hand grabbed his sleeve.

Fang Zuo looked back.

She is, in another capacity, nominally, his sister-in-law.

She looked at him with a disappointed expression.

His face was full of disappointment.

His fingers trembled incessantly as he pointed at Fang Zuo.
"What excuse are you using this time? How else do you dare to explain?" Kiko Sasaki said angrily, "You...you even went after the twin sisters!"

"And they still call you. Call you."

"abnormal!!!"

"How could you have become like this?!"

Kiko Sasaki angrily flung her hand away, saying with heartbreaking sorrow, "You've disappointed me so much, I'm not taking care of you anymore."

Then he turned and left.

Fang Zuo touched his nose.

This sister-in-law seems quite eager to educate her son.
Fang Zuo turned on his phone.

I looked at the messages I received from several women.

In those messages.

Both Sakura Kurumi and Kawano Ayaka mentioned the same man.

Zhang Yingxian.

Occupation: Taoist priest.

It is said to have come from Longhu Mountain in China.

He absolutely had to see himself.

Since his surname is Zhang, he must be a direct descendant of the Celestial Masters lineage.
Fang Zuo was not opposed to meeting these up-and-coming talents.

Those who can achieve success in cultivation in this era would have been renowned geniuses in ancient times.

Besides, I'll be going back to China sooner or later anyway.

Fang Zuo checked the time; there was no need to make a call.

I knew that workaholic Kurumi Sakura must be at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Fang Zuo hailed a taxi and rushed over.

At this moment, at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

The situation was tense, with swords drawn.

The atmosphere was extremely frozen.

Kurumi Sakura and Yumemi Hatoyama stared at each other indifferently.

Neither side was willing to give an inch.

Zhang Yingxian, standing nearby, was completely baffled.

Is this a cockfight?
What are these two women doing?

I just came here to ask this wealthy woman, Sakura Kurumi, to help me obtain an invitation letter from the Japanese government for assistance.

Since Hatoyama Yumemi's signature was required, she was also asked to come over.

The two of them just stared at each other, neither willing to back down.

"Do you think I'll sign?" Sakura Kurumi said with a sneer.

"It doesn't matter," Hatoyama Yumemi retorted without backing down. "It's this Mr. Zhang who's begging you, not the Hatoyama family."

"Ahem," Zhang Yingxian coughed, "I'm here to help your Hatoyama family find the murderer."

"Ha, so that's how it is." Sakura Kurumi's pretty face showed a mocking expression as she slowly sat down and picked up a nail to start manicuring.

Since that's the case, then it's not my place to be anxious.
Hatoyama Yumemi angrily wanted to glare at Zhang Yingxian.

However, Mr. Zhang's current position in the Hatoyama family is extremely high.

We dare not offend him now.

Besides, I've witnessed his methods firsthand.

I was convinced.

"Fine, I admit defeat regarding that Yamaguchi-gumi woman from last time," Hatoyama Yumemi said coldly. "Just tell me what you want."

"What do I want?" Sakura Kurumi looked Hatoyama Yumemi up and down, twirling her fingernails in her hand. "Here's what we'll do: trim my toenails, and I'll let you go."

"You," Hatoyama Yumemi took a deep breath, glanced at the open curtains, and gritted her teeth: "Fine, you'd better keep your word!!"

But at this moment, Sakura Kurumi stared blankly at the doorway.

Her previously icy face broke into a joyful smile.

A pair of beautiful eyes full of intricate details.

Zhang Yingxian and Hatoyama Yumeji were surprised to see this woman, known for her coldness, displaying such a girlish expression.

They all looked towards the doorway in surprise.

Sakura Kurumi bit her lower lip, her face flushed, and pointed to the door: "I've changed my mind. You can trim my man's toenails instead."

Yumemi Hatoyama looked at the young man in front of her.
Is this her man?

How come I've never heard of it?
They actually asked me to trim a man's toes?

Zhang Yingxian was taken aback.

Is this the legendary lover Fang Zuo?
It seems their skill level isn't that high.
wrong
Zhang Yingxian's hair stood on end.

All the magical treasures on his body were trembling. (End of Chapter)