Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

"Yes, it is indeed difficult, but we, the Kunibu family, must survive and make it through." The elder sister Kunibu Yueya was still relatively calm.

This is Toyota's current situation. Its left leg is caught by a thorn bush, its right leg is tied by a watermelon vine, and its butt is sitting on an open chain saw, which is still running at high speed, and the chain saw teeth will repeatedly rub Toyota's anus until it is bloody. It is sandwiched between China's super full industrial chain and the Japanese government. It can no longer break away from China's industrial chain, and it cannot compete with China's electric cars. Behind it, the Japanese government is watching it covetously, whipping it with a whip to quickly develop electric cars to compete with China.

Of course, this is Toyota's time of misfortune. How glorious it was when it received government subsidies and expanded globally, and how miserable it is now when it is being beaten.

But they are still doing well, and the crying child gets the milk.

Second-rate car companies with the chrysanthemum flag like Suzuki, Mazda, Daihatsu, etc. are almost being squeezed to death in an unknown corner.

Guo Fenwen couldn't stay out for a long time, so after praising Li Xinghe with a worried look on his face, he went out to prepare for the Toyota board meeting.

Li Xinghe couldn't stay for too long or he would be exposed.

When he was leaving, Kunibu Yueya hugged Li Xinghe, left her lip prints on his face, and then looked at him affectionately: "Thank you! I knew we were good teammates who could work together seamlessly. I hope we can continue to work together. I'll wait for you."

Unexpectedly, I received gratitude and hints from Kunibu Yueya.

Li Xinghe did not wipe off the lipstick marks on his face. After all, the reason he went upstairs was to have a tryst with a woman, and this was the most direct evidence.

When he came back, Lin Meng looked up and exclaimed:

"You're a stud..."

"Stop talking and follow me."

Li Xinghe took her back to the scene.

There was a chatty guy at the venue. As an invited guest, he kept talking on the podium, annoying everyone:

"I'm Li Lei from the embassy, we..."

Lin Meng pointed at him and reminded:

"That's the guy. The plan says he's a well-known idiot in the embassy. He has a family background of some high-ranking officials and likes to show off. He always tries to be the first to come forward, and he's not good at reading the atmosphere. He often makes Chinese people who come to the embassy furious. Some people even post negative news about him on Twitter, and on the days when he's on duty. When he's on duty, everyone avoids him. The plan says we should try to contact him. But I think... he'll piss us off to death."

Um...

Li Xinghe finally understood why Wu Jianzhong did not mention the cooperating personnel from the embassy.

It turned out to be such a beacon of hatred.

As long as he exists, everyone will spontaneously notice him.

Just then, a middle-aged man with a long, pointed head came over with an arrogant look on his face.

"You are Chiyo Xinghe, right?"

This person is none other than the current member of parliament, a graduate of the Faculty of Law at the University of Tokyo, who started his career at a sewerage company, once served as Kunio Hatoyama's secretary, and later became prominent in Yoshihide Suga's faction.

As the leader of a small faction, Sakai Manabu is now in the limelight. Several factions are trying to win over their small organization, which claims to be the "Non-faction Information Exchange Association". The votes of more than a dozen members of parliament may determine who will become the prime minister.

The relationship between Ishiba Shigeru's faction and China has gone from good to bad. It can be said that he is the second Shinzo Abe and the second Yoshihiko Noda. He says he is reflecting on history, but he keeps dealing with Taiwan's traitors and making threatening remarks.

Li Xinghe stopped and smiled:

"Member Sakai, it is me who is here to attend the China-Japan Business Council."

Sakai Manabu's attitude was not very good. He sent a warning to Li Xinghe: "I heard that Lu Yuchi Hua Yingmei is very fond of you, and you also helped her to make connections. But I'm afraid that flattering her may not necessarily get a good effect."

This was a hidden warning to Li Xinghe to stay away from Lu Yuchi.

On the other hand, Li Xinghe has already determined that the Shiba Mao faction has failed to win over Lu Yuchi's Zhizhonghui. After all, he is a troublemaker who is unwilling to obey the big boss and normal people stay away from him.

Since they couldn't be teammates, they could only be enemies. So Li Xinghe, the military strategist and money bag, was also listed as their target for retaliation in preparation for the next election.

Li Xinghe didn't know how far the Ishiba Mao faction's investigation into him had gone, but it was definitely not deep, because their relationship with the secret service was average, and Li Xinghe himself was a public security spy.

So Li Xinghe frowned:

"I may not know who will be the next prime minister. But I know that Ishiba Shigeru will definitely not be the next prime minister. You have served two prime ministers, Kunio Hatoyama and Yoshihide Suga, but you may not have a third chance to curry favor with them."

This was a clear rejection of the obstruction from the Ishiba Shigeru faction.

Sakai Manabu didn't expect this kid to be so talkative. He was a little embarrassed and angry, but he still said something ruthless in a steady manner:

"A loser who took drugs and killed people in Canada, and a scum who assassinated a congressman and let his mother take the blame. Just relying on the combination of the two of you, you think you can stop Congressman Ishiba? How ridiculous. Go back and ask your mother how many days she has left in the country! When she leaves, you two can prepare to go to jail."

After saying those harsh words, Manabu Sakai left. He didn't take them to heart.

He was just here to make threats. Trash talking is a must for every congressman to threaten others. They talk a thousand times more trash than their mothers in a day.

But these two sentences perfectly violated the taboo for the two people in front of them.

Despite such harsh sarcasm, Li Xinghe still smiled as bright as spring breeze.

It's not that he didn't take it to heart, but he had to be consistent with his image as a playboy in public. At the same time, he was already thinking about how to take revenge.

Li Xinghe, revenge is a must.

He turned around and walked back to the room, preparing to contact Lu Yuchi and ask the CIA.

The Ishiba Shigeru faction dared to show its power so radically. Did they take American Viagra? Did the US State Department take the wrong medicine and plan to support Ishiba Shigeru?

How can we let a talented person become the Prime Minister of Japan? Why did we let a loser become the Prime Minister?

He didn't express his opinion, but Lin Meng was already furious.

With a sharp weapon in the body, the murderous heart starts from the beginning.

After following Li Xinghe into the room, Lin Meng quietly opened the door and slipped out.

As a former Self-Defense Force officer, Lin Meng, like Yamagami Toru, has a complete military education. And she is an elite in the Air Force.

She can notice the camera coverage area in the corridor and find that the fire escape leads directly to the parking lot.

Going down the unmonitored fire escape stairs, Lin Meng wrapped her hands to avoid leaving fingerprints, and poked her head out of the inconspicuous fire escape in the corner of the parking lot. She took out her coat from her handbag and put it on, wrapped her head with a hat, reached deep into her skirt and rubbed it, and pulled out a thick bomb made of a water pipe.

She had long learned from the lesson of Ryuji Kimura's failed assassination attempt on Fumio Kishida, and changed the bomb fuse to remote control detonation.

So she stepped on the wall in a blind spot in the surveillance, and gently pushed the bomb. It rolled under the congressman's car and got stuck next to the wheel.

"Nice!"

This was comparable to the golden kick of the Japanese national football team. Lin Meng completed the trap setting in less than 4 minutes. Then she rushed back to the hotel room and saw Li Xinghe talking to Lu Yuchi. She hid on the balcony and prepared to go fishing.

However, although everything was ready, Lin Meng was one step behind.

Due to the narrow view from upstairs, when Lin Meng found someone entering the car, she immediately pulled the remote control from her skirt.

Then the car that Manabu Sakai was riding in suddenly exploded. The Japanese-made car disintegrated violently like a cardboard car made of foam boards. Manabu Sakai's secretary, who was sitting in the driver's seat, rose into the sky on the spot. After flying several meters, the front half fell and hung on a tree branch, and the other half fell into the flower bed, adding a few touches of red to the green.

Then, Sakai Manabu, who was following behind and making a phone call, was extremely shocked. He dived into the flower bed next to him at lightning speed, revealing his fat butt tremblingly, and greeted the puzzled eyes from all directions with his butt inflammation.

When they saw the flying corpses, screams were heard one after another.

The hotel was in a panic and no one knew what to do. They didn't even think of calling the police, and thus missed the critical time to catch the criminals.

Li Xinghe was halfway through the call when he ran to the balcony in shock:

"What's going on? Where did the bomber come from?"

Then he saw Lin Meng with her legs spread wide in an M shape, hiding in the corner of the balcony looking down, her hands fiddling with something under her skirt.

He opened the window and stuck his head out, then questioned Lin Meng:

"Did you blow it up?"

She nodded and said aggrievedly:

"It exploded."

Li Xinghe was so angry that he punched her on the head, pointed at her angrily and started to curse:

"Silly, how can you start something like this without finding a scapegoat? Where's your plan? Where's your escape and cover-up? Where's the arrangement of the evil ghost in the smoke and the exquisite staggered arrangement when you and your mother teamed up to assassinate Kamikawa Yoko? Stupid!"

Lin Meng was so excited that she realized the problem was a bit serious. She lowered her head and let him be beaten and scolded:

"I'm sorry... I'm just very angry..."

To put it bluntly, the first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar, the brain no longer wants to think, just want to use more powerful bombs to set off fireworks. And there is no intellectual support from her mother. Her mother is still in detention.

Li Xinghe knew that this was a critical moment, so he immediately destroyed the evidence:

"Next time you place a bomb, follow my instructions. How dare you carry something with such a powerful explosion?"

"I have already modified the detonator. It is remote controlled and has a safety."

Hearing that there was a remote control, Li Xinghe hurriedly asked:

"Where's the remote control?"

This is no longer ancient times, and the remote control can be easily tracked by the other party.

Lin Meng's face suddenly turned red with shame. She lifted the hem of her skirt in a very tangled manner, revealing her white flower path wrapped in pure white panties. There was a small pink thread hanging at her anus, which was her detonator. As long as she pulled hard inside her skirt, the bomb would explode immediately.

The author says:

Author's words: Thank you for your support. As we all know, there are a lot of cerebral palsy employees in the embassy. At the same time, I think Tustin burgers are much better than Wallace. The blue and white underwear looks good. It is said that there is Eason Chan at the foot of Mount Fuji. (Nonsense)

Chapter 214: Injecting the Rod into Lin Meng's Body

To outsiders, if a female Air Self-Defense Force officer was forced to lift up her skirt for a young man in a high-end hotel, it must be that the young man was forcing her to satisfy his perverted taste.

However, in reality, Li Xinghe was covering up for his subordinates.

Li Xinghe was speechless:

"Why do you like to put it in the backyard?"

"Nonsense, where else can I put it except here?" Lin Meng said stubbornly.

"What did you use to change it?"

"Ricochet's controller."

This scene reminded Li Xinghe of the first time they met, when Gao Tiao Wuyue took out a fake dick gun from his butt and shot the wrong way.

In a sense, the Japanese are more talented in gunpowder and firearms than the Americans. Even in such a poor environment, everyone can use their imagination to use various raw materials to create the magic of explosions.

The Japanese assassin could kill Prime Minister Abe with two shots, almost kill Fumio Kishida with two bombs, and there was also a magical combination of Lin Meng and his mother, who played the role of a demon in the smoke and severely injured Yoko Kamikawa with a rifle made from a motorcycle lock.

Although Lin Meng has missed the chance to kill twice, he is a second-rate hero with damage output but no finishing move.

In comparison, it is really shameful that American assassins, with the world's most developed arms market behind them, equipped with advanced rifles and advanced scopes, still couldn't kill a Trump.

The most urgent task is to find someone to take the blame.

Li Xinghe picked up the tissue paper from Lin Meng's bag, put on a glove, quickly wrote on it with his left hand, and then threw the note into the corner of the parking lot.

The note read: "Ishiba Shigeru is a traitor who sells out his country for personal gain, kowtows to the Americans, and uses American money to run for election. He intends to turn Japan into a battlefield, and is not a citizen! - Nichiren Akira of the Blood Alliance."

This was an excuse Li Xinghe came up with on the spur of the moment. He said that Ishiba Shigeru had received election money from the Americans, and after his success he would transform Japan into a battlefield fortress, so he assassinated his secret assistant Sakai Manabu.

Because Guangxia Gengsheng hasn’t had any excuses to appear recently, it would be best if it fits his character.

But that’s not all. In order to make up for the bomber’s stressful behavior, he has to put on a complete show to clear himself of suspicion.

Li Xinghe said to Lin Meng impatiently:

"Put your ass up."

"what?"

Lin Meng curled up in the corner like a little frog.

"What? The public security and police will come to check the room soon. You and I will definitely be the biggest targets. How do you want me to explain that you and I stayed in the room for so long, and I was dry and did nothing? How do you explain your swollen butt?"

Again, the police usually make false cases and muddle through, which does not affect their sharpness when they are serious about their work. The person in charge of investigating the fake right-wing assassination incident this time is the Public Security Section 3. There are many contradictions between Ryota and Li Xinghe to talk about. Li Xinghe must not leave any handle.

Knowing that she had caused trouble, Lin Meng lay silently on the bed, took off her underwear, lifted her skirt, posed in an apology posture, and stuck out her stylish but small butt.

Li Xinghe first pulled out her controller, disassembled it, and flushed the electronic components of the remote-controlled bomb into the toilet to avoid being tracked by the police's signal tracker, and then came back to take off his clothes.

Fortunately, when Lin Meng came out, she had done an enema in order to stuff the remote control in, and there were condoms and lubricants on the bedside of the hotel, so Li Xinghe was able to get up and go in to give Lin Meng a personal education on the 'spiritual injection stick'.

"Damn... Damn it... It's about to break..." Lin Meng screamed softly.

Li Xinghe slapped her small butt in annoyance:

"It's okay. I'll let you put a bigger bomb in the future. This is a punishment for you thinking you acted carefully."

Li Xinghe was very tired. He guessed that Sakai Manabu would never have thought that he would be almost blown up to the sky by a homemade plane just because of his harsh words.

The wild horse under his crotch is simply a silent female version of the bomb genius Hildo. Her match should be Fujibinako, who is good at torturing and controlling criminals, rather than Li Xinghe, who relies on his face to sell favors and gain connections.

It's not easy to control such a bomb maniac.