Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

Dongchuan Qingniao came over with a scolding look and took his hand:

"You haven't come to see me for half a month. I thought you had forgotten that you have a dear mother-in-law who is waiting for you in the wedding house you bought for her daughter. Did you go on your honeymoon with Xue Shi?"

Li Xinghe held his mother-in-law's hand, sat on the sofa and confessed:

"No, Togawa Yukimi and Shikamichi Kaeimi have been in the hospital for nearly a month. It's almost like they're on their honeymoon. I miss you, too, but I was recently drafted into the US Army. And there's an emergency."

Then, Li Xinghe revealed part of the truth and made a serious statement:

"You and I are the only ones who know this information. You can only tell Old Wu. Only the three of us know about it."

Dongchuan Bluebird was, after all, an old underground party member who was well prepared, and responded calmly:

"What are you going to do?"

Li Xinghe said:

"We can only carry out armed sabotage to interrupt their plans. I need some death warriors to sacrifice themselves."

When it comes to armed sabotage, Dongchuan Bluebird actively proposed:

“Why not turn to the Japanese left?”

Li Xinghe knew that she had always wanted to rebuild the original left-wing alliance, but still felt that it was not realistic:

"Does the Japanese left still have fighting power? We can't let an 80-year-old man from the nuclear faction drive a suicide car to charge at Air Force Two at the White House, can we?"

Since the collapse of the Soviet Union, Japan's newly growing left has relied primarily on the moderate left wing of the social democratic factions to fight.

The characteristics of this group of people are very obvious. They support equality and diversity, engage in social movements, oppose nuclear facilities, and support environmental protection. The ideas of this group of people are a mixture of communism and social democracy that came from Europe and the United States. They are similar to the populist social democratic forces in the United States since Sanders, mainly radical groups such as AOC and the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. But in general, they are all the external reproduction of the social democratic forces that originated in Europe.

The current urban left in Japan is mostly derived from the social democratic faction. Take the largest opposition party, the Constitutional Democratic Party, as an example. They are the descendants of the Japan Social Democratic Party.

Dongchuan Bluebird held up her breasts and mercilessly mocked her son-in-law and lover:

"Hehe, your understanding of the left-wing forces is still a little bit poor. Most of the core factions nowadays are young people."

Li Xinghe responded with a counterattack:

"Do you support them?"

This time, Dongchuan Bluebird was stunned.

"I... don't support it."

Because Togawa Aotorii is a member of the left of the Japanese Communist Party and supports Chairman Mao's line. The core faction is considered to be a former Trotskyist, actually anti-Stalinist, and considers itself a Leninist organization.

Apart from them, the remaining radical left in Japan is mainly a remnant of Trotskyism.

Needless to say, when these three groups came together, the result was incredible; they fought fiercely back then.

But Dongchuan Bluebird has something else to say:

"But that doesn't mean I don't recognize their fighting power. Currently, the Japanese Ministry of Public Security has identified extreme left-wing violent groups. You can check it yourself. If you want to attack the American investigation team, you should at least rely on people with experience in struggle."

Although they have experience in struggle, in fact, Japan's radical left has rarely caused trouble in recent years. Li Xinghe does not fully recognize their fighting power.

"Okay, I'll think about it. Please go and ask if there are any members of the extreme left combat group who are willing to come out and fight."

Li Xinghe shrugged.

The Japanese left is indeed infinitely divisible. The most diligently arrested at present are the core faction, which is often arrested by the police and public security with chainsaws. The core faction is divided into the Central Forward and Kansai factions. This group is different from the old men in the public perception. In fact, many young students and workers have joined. Moreover, they have their own university bases and have cultivated many second-generation young core members of the core faction. The organization size is about 5000 people.

The second largest group is the Revolutionary Marxists, which are the real Trotskyists in Japan. They believe that they are the only ones on the real revolutionary path. Therefore, when the National Student Revolutionary Union split, the Revolutionary Marxists and the Central Core Faction fought fiercely. The two pairs of crouching dragons and phoenixes kicked off the endless internal struggles of the new left in Japan. The Revolutionary Marxists were arrested less frequently because they no longer fight with weapons. They have taken a semi-underground route, relying on the development of members and underground secret organizations to grow stronger, and fighting an underground intelligence war with the Ministry of Public Security. There are about 5500 people in the Revolutionary Marxists.

Both the Revolutionary Marxists and the Central Core Factions had their own All-Student Union organizations, which served as both an orthodox proof of the All-Student Union's confrontation with the government at the time and a successor to developing students and reserving talents.

The third organization is the Revolutionary Labor Association, which has about 400 members. This organization has split into three factions: the labor opposition faction, the modern socialist faction, and the liberation faction.

But they have one characteristic, the Revolutionary Army, an underground armed organization, is good at making rockets. Over the past few decades, they have carried out many bombings against the Japanese government and US military bases. In 2004, two homemade rockets hit the Japanese Defense Agency, which was done by the Revolutionary Labor Association. The Revolutionary Labor Association is also a militant faction, and it also has its own three-faction All-China Students' Federation, which is mainly composed of members of the Social Youth and Liberation Faction.

Just by hearing the name, you can tell how fierce the infighting among these left-wingers was.

These three officially designated extreme left violent groups are what is left over from the peak of left-wing militancy in Japan.

Of course, there is another less extreme force. In the 90s, the rise of Japan's left-wing social democratic parties mainly came from the core forces that withdrew from these organizations. For example, former Senate Speaker Eda Satsuki and former Minister of Agriculture, Forestry and Fisheries Akamatsu Hirotaka were both good players of Zenkyoto when they were young.

Other organizations either disappeared or transformed into environmental groups or pro-China green parties.

Even a far-right group.

But Li Xinghe didn't think that they would respond to his call. In fact, there were many blood debts between these revolutionary organizations, and it was good enough that they didn't fight when they met.

Judging from the current social situation in Japan, which is seriously influenced by Europe and the United States, even if a new generation of extremely combative forces emerges, their background color is unlikely to be red, but closer to the extreme left anti-fascist group in the United States.

After staying at Dongchuan Bluebird for less than an hour, Li Xinghe stood up and prepared to go back.

He confessed:

"We need to do both. I'll go and capture a few crazy right-wingers to carry out suicide attacks. You can help mobilize and see if there are any radical opposition groups on the left who can become the new era's...suicide squad. Remember, don't drag them to a meeting. I'm afraid of a civil war first."

Li Xinghe did not mention the Red Army. After all, this organization had lost its strength after the only root of communism in Japanese society was cut off, and it declined with the death of a generation. The new left-wing radicals will have their own new names.

Dongchuan Bluebird hugged him tightly:

"Next time you come, don't stay so short. I'm not a stopover in your life."

The emotion in this sentence was so strong that Li Xinghe was a little dazed.

"Yes, you are my starting point."

Li Xinghe kissed her.

......

Coming down from upstairs and wiping the lipstick off his face, Li Xinghe received a call from Shui Jing Tian Ping:

"The Tamura Foundation case is about to go to trial, and we are preparing to fight and judge as quickly as possible. When will you be free to come for a rehearsal?"

Li Xinghe replied anxiously:

"I'm dealing with a special mission from the United States, so I can't help you for now. And when is the earliest you want to open the court?"

Shui Jing Tian Ping said doubtfully:

"Late June."

"Let's move it to December. A major incident will happen in late November, and the public attention on this case will be lost."

Li Xinghe felt that he was indeed busy.

While carrying out the socialist movement, he also ran a bank and recruited American spies.

When he returned to the U.S. military base, he was summoned to the former Air Force Two.

It was the same room, the same desk, and Li Xinghe met Aiman here for the third time.

This time, she was not wearing any clothes.

The author says:

Author's note: Thank you for your support. I will do it in the next chapter, and then connect this plot with the Japanese Communist Left.

Chapter 374: Mr. Vice President, Strip Mahjong

It would not be right to say that Aiman had nothing on.

She stood gracefully in high heels, on the Vice President's special stall in Air Force Two. Her long hair was carefully permed and dyed, and was scattered on her shoulders. Her breasts were soft but very large, and Li Xinghe still remembered the feeling of kneading clouds. They could be called snow-white huge breasts, which were heavily filled with a small black bra, silently showing the huge size of these two pieces of flesh. It made people wonder if the small rope would burst because of her casual movement.

The bra was so thin that it could hardly hide even the nipples. It was completely at the level of sexy lingerie.

Seeing Li Xinghe looking dumbfounded, Aiman smiled carefreely:

"Young man, haven't you seen it?"

She twisted her waist, and her slender waist was tightly wrapped by the garter stockings, outlining her flat belly and slender and soft waist, and the beautiful curves of the young woman's hips and legs were clearly outlined. On the supermodel figure of more than 1.8 meters, the slender legs of more than 1.1 meters were wrapped in thin black stockings, giving the soft and smooth thighs a hazy charm, and the perfect curves from the thin waist to the hips to the long legs, which seemed to be hidden but actually revealed, showed the supreme charm of women. Paired with classic red-bottomed high heels, the already slender and slender legs were even more attractive.

“I’ve definitely never seen it.”

Li Xinghe honestly closed the door, and then locked the room like a guilty thief.

Aiman chuckled, twisted his waist, raised one leg and stepped on the chair, teasing him:

"Don't worry, this room is perfectly soundproof. Otherwise, guess why I didn't yell when you did something bad the other day?"

Having said this, Aiman suddenly stood up straight, standing beside the table like a secretary, welcoming Li Xinghe:

"Mr. Vice President, please take a seat."

In order to win over Li Xinghe, Aiman did make great efforts and sacrifices. She gave up her vow of chastity and spent the middle of the night researching how to make this guy her lover. Through her friends, she found a private conversation with a former department staff member (actually Enola, she didn't know where her predecessor was), and learned that this guy liked big buttocks and was an absolute queen.

So she carefully wrote a little script to win Li Xinghe over to her.

"Vice President?"

Li Xinghe pointed at himself in surprise.

Aiman blinked her charming eyes and flirted with Li Xinghe:

"Yes, you are the vice president, and I am your personal secretary, Aiman J."

Li Xinghe realized that this was a script, so he happily took off his coat and sat on Kamala Harris's vice presidential throne.

Aiman sat in front of Li Xinghe, spreading her charming legs, revealing her plump camel toes, two lovely red lips, and a thin thong hidden in them. It was unclear who was protecting whom.

She said softly:

"Mr. Vice President, please sit here. I will serve you."

Then, she untied Li Xinghe's belt and released the big Xinghe.

"Oh, what a cute boy."

The fiery boy was already full of wildness. Aiman tried his best to put it into his red lips, sucking it hard like the coquettish women in American porn movies.

After sucking until she was very energetic, she stood up and asked Li Xinghe to put the chair flat. She faced Li Xinghe, slowly spread her jade feet, and then used one finger to open her flower path. In a very difficult sitting posture, she slowly integrated Li Xinghe into her body.

Finally, Li Xinghe succeeded.

Aiman showed a look of shame, she had broken her vow.

But it was too late to regret. Li Xinghe's teasing thrust made her scream and sit down, forcing her to stuff all of his penis into her.

"Woo~"

Just with this one move, Aiman felt the pain of her virginity being torn apart.

"Slowly... I've never been this deep before..."

Aiman prostrated herself on Li Xinghe's body and begged for mercy. She stuffed her big breasts into Li Xinghe's mouth, letting him kiss and suck them, so that she could regain the feeling she longed for.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you how to recover."

Li Xinghe picked her up and moved her vigorously around the room in a train bento-like position.

The thick and huge cock passed through the bleeding flower path, making Aiman feel like a toy hung on a flagpole. Repeated thrusts attacked her fragile flower house. The flowing and splashing honey smeared on the room decoration that Harris had not yet removed, spreading her lustful breath everywhere.

When Li Xinghe was violently spurting out his offspring, he placed Aiman on a large Chinese porcelain bottle and fucked her hard. Her abdomen trembled and curled, and the flowing liquid dripped into the bottle.

After a not-so-perfect show between the vice president and his secretary, Li Xinghe found some ointment to apply to her, then said:

"have a good rest."

After leaving the room, Li Xinghe was stopped by Emmanuel across the room:

"Hey, Lee, how's your liaison with the Japanese chief of staff going? The audit framework on our side is complete, and it's time to start the secret talks."

Li Xinghe nodded:

"Okay, I'll make the contact."

As he said this, he got off the plane.

After he left, Emmanuel clapped with Eman, who came out of the room wrapped in a coat and re-adjusted her makeup.

The two people who seemed to be incompatible now had a trusting conversation:

"How's your progress?"

"Don't worry, I'm almost under control. He's just a reckless, cunning and cruel brat. Our work here depends a lot on local bosses like him."

"Well, come on."

Emmanuel cheered Aiman on, while Aiman shook his belly and went back to put tissue paper in his underwear.

Looking down at the dense mass, Aiman was speechless: