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He is already quite old and has long lost interest in women.

The main reason is that my body is not as energetic as before and I can’t work anymore.

But he still likes young girls, their soft skin and their looks.

He prefers to use power to make them submit to him.

In this way, he can feel the vitality of young people.

"What enviable skin!"

Masao Yasuda pinched Sorumi Yuga's face, and the soft touch reminded her of strawberry daifuku.

The pink lips are like jelly, and even the saliva won’t have the bad smell like that of old people.

These are the kinds of youth that power cannot bring.

Thinking of this, Yasuda Masao took his hand away from Yuga Sorumi's mouth, slapped her on the fair face, and said angrily: "Why can a bitch like you have youth?

People like me who are of noble descent can only watch their skin become wrinkled little by little."

"The master is not old at all, the master is very young."

There were two red slap marks on Yuga Sorumi's cheeks, but she was used to it and still put on a flattering smile.

Her dignity and pride are directed at those netizens.

Towards the old man in front of her, Yuga Sorumi could only obey him by giving up everything in order to ensure her own wealth and glory.

As long as I can live in a luxury house, drive a luxury car, and enjoy life to the fullest.

Even without dignity, Yuga Sorumi can endure it and she does not regret her choice.

……

After all, the energy of the elderly cannot compare to that of the young.

Masao Yasuda misses his old self very much, often working until one or two o'clock in the morning to deal with various affairs.

Now he never goes to bed past eight o'clock.

Many things had to be handled by the eldest son.

For Masao Yasuda, health preservation has become the most important thing in life. Only by staying alive can he enjoy tremendous power.

He took Yuga Sorumi back to the bedroom.

This is a large room facing a courtyard.

Use Japanese sliding doors.

There were bodyguards in black guarding the door.

Masao Yasuda opened the door and saw tatami inside with a huge, soft quilt in the middle.

A dozen women were sleeping.

There were women in their forties, well-maintained women in their early thirties, young women in their twenties, and little girls who were a few years old.

The reason why Masao Yasuda could know them so clearly was that they were all his daughters-in-law, granddaughters-in-law, and great-granddaughters.

He didn't do anything to them.

But when Masao Yasuda went to sleep, he would always ask them to come over and help warm the bed.

In the Yasuda family, Masao Yasuda is like an emperor, holding absolute power.

He did not allow anyone to go against his wishes; even his own sons and grandsons had to be absolutely obedient.

A disobedient person is one who wants to challenge the authority of his head of the family.

Dominating the women in the family is a way to demonstrate power.

Masao Yasuda put down the dog chain and said, "All of you go down."

"Hi."

They answered respectfully, slowly getting out of bed to ensure the warmth inside wouldn't leak out.

The bare skin creates a slight coolness in the room.

Masao Yasuda stood at the door, watching them put on their clothes, a look of morbid satisfaction on his old face.

That's the power he has.

He can do anything if he wants.

The moral ethics of the world are like paper windows in the face of power, which will break if poked.

Masao Yasuda asked them to leave and closed the door, plunging the bedroom into a faint darkness.

He walked towards the quilt.

Yuga Sorumi crawled to the corner and curled up.

At night, if the old woman wants to go to the bathroom, that's when she works.

The toilet cannot be placed inside the house as it will easily produce odor. It is safest to place it in her stomach.

Masao Yasuda lifted the quilt and crawled in, but was surprised to find a tall figure on the Japanese sliding door.

At the same time, another figure that was supposed to be standing fell down toward the corridor.

Chapter 102 Remarks on the launch

Tomorrow! Friday! Available at 12 noon.

The day to check the results has finally arrived. I am feeling anxious. The first orders for my daily articles are usually more exaggerated than usual, so I am asking for a wave of first orders here.

Writing a novel is like climbing a mountain. I am the fool who doesn’t know the map or the route, and just keeps climbing.

I don’t know when I can go up, but I want to finish writing and go up to take a look.

The performance of this book was beyond my expectations. I can say that when I started reading the book, I thought that if I could finish four rounds, I would win.

I didn’t expect that this book would be published in Sanjiang. I would like to thank everyone for their support.

The tone of this book is the application of super powers in everyday life and in a unique way.

The daily life of the male protagonist, the daily life of the female protagonist, and the people involved in their respective lives.

I like to write lighthearted, everyday, invincible articles. Reality is too hard, so I don’t want to continue suffering in my books.

I’m single, so it’s normal for the book to feature several heroines with different personalities.

But I’m not very good at writing about SeSe. I prefer to depict their cuteness, and then intertwine it with the protagonist’s life little by little, and try my best to describe the story between him and them.

A harem is not the same as a ruthless bulldozer.

I also like to write about extraordinary things as if they were everyday things, so the protagonist will use his superpowers to crush others, from state agencies to small gangsters, and no matter how hard they try, they cannot catch the protagonist.

I have set up a superpower post in the comment section. Everyone can leave a message in the post about their superpowers, including funny ones.

Finally, let’s talk about the update issue that everyone is concerned about. On that day, 12,000 new chapters were updated.

The first order exceeded 2,000, and for every additional 500, the daily increase was 10,000. I suddenly felt a little panicked, wondering if this standard was too high. But then I thought, at least I had been to Sanjiang, so it was okay to dream a little. If it didn't reach 2,000, I would delete this sentence and pretend I had never said it.

If the monthly votes exceed 1,000 this month, I will add one more chapter.

As for rewards, a leader can get 10,000 yuan a day. The standard is a bit high, but for me, I am already very happy that everyone can subscribe and support me.

Finally, it will be put on the shelves at noon. I am asking for one more first order. It is very important to the performance of this book. Please continue with me!

Chapter 103 I Just Want You to Die (First Order)

Dong, the person's head fell on the corridor, making a soft sound.

In the quiet night, the slight sound was transmitted through the crack of the door into the dim bedroom.

Yasuda Masao realized something was wrong. He frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

Yuga Sorumi in the corner looked up, and was a little curious about the figure that suddenly appeared outside the door.

I saw the Japanese sliding door being opened.

The lights outside the corridor invaded the bedroom area, and a tall European and American man stood in the doorway.

The long golden hair covering the ears emits a golden luster under the light.

His skin is whiter than women's.

Exceptionally strong body.

Those broad shoulders seemed no smaller than the width of a car tire.

His facial features were sharp and angular, and a slight glance from his brown eyes made Yuga Sorumi's heart beat wildly, and she subconsciously felt a little shy in her heart.

Yasuda Masao looked at the foreign man in front of him, his face turned gloomy, he guessed who the other person was, and said solemnly: "Dio."

"Yes, you really want to find me, don't you?

Now I take the initiative to come to you and realize your dream~"

At this moment, Qingze's voice was full of bewitching charm. He did not use telekinesis or hypnosis. He directly took the gun taken from the bodyguard and aimed at Masao Yasuda's head.

There was no sign of panic on Masao Yasuda's face, he was very calm.

His long political career has taught him that only by staying calm can he get through difficult times.

"Haha, you passed. Just as I thought, you are a very good man.

I need someone as talented as you, please work for me, Dio."

The wrinkles on Yasuda Masao's face smoothed out in his smile, becoming very kind and benevolent, and he said in a voice full of temptation: "I will give you huge wealth, high status, and countless women.

Everything you can imagine and beyond your imagination is available.

As long as you work for me, the Metropolitan Police Department will cancel its pursuit of you immediately, and you can live in the sunshine in the future.

Kill whoever you want, no one will cause trouble for you, and no one dares to cause trouble for you.

I will take care of everything for you."

Masao Yasuda offered what he thought were generous conditions.

In his opinion, no one can refuse wealth, status, and women, especially a strong man like Dio, whose needs in those aspects will far exceed those of others.

"That's not okay."

Qingze smiled and shook his head, then strode into the bedroom. He squatted beside Yasuda Masao and whispered, "The life of Councillor Yasuda is so precious that it cannot be exchanged for anything else."

The cold muzzle of the gun pressed against the wrinkled cheek, as if to suck the warmth out of his body.

Yasuda Masao could hardly suppress the panic in his heart. He took a deep breath, grasped the quilt tightly with both hands, and said, "Young man, I advise you to think it over carefully.

My identity and status are different from others. If you attack me, the Metropolitan Police Department will use all its strength to hunt you down, and even the CIA will attack you.

By then, you will have no place to hide in the country.

You are still young, there is no need to rush to die."

"Are these your last words?"

Qingze moved the muzzle of the gun to Masao Yasuda's forehead.

Looking at that cold gaze.

Masao Yasuda finally couldn't suppress the panic in his heart, and a trace of cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

He couldn't understand why Dio in front of him was not satisfied with the conditions he offered.

Could it be that someone specifically asked this person to assassinate him?

After realizing this, Yasuda Masao said anxiously, "Don't listen to that man. I'm willing to pay double the price, no, triple or quadruple! I can transfer the money to you right away!"

Qingze smiled and said, "You misunderstood, no one ordered me to do so.

I am not interested in money, wealth, or status. I am here just to kill you."

"Why?! Do I have any grudge against you?"

Masao Yasuda roared.

When he found that the power, money and status he was proud of had lost their effect, he could no longer remain calm and became as panicked as an ordinary person.