People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

"Two things."

"First, regarding the incident in the southern waters of Hokkaido, I need you to thoroughly investigate the inside story, focusing on Shintoism, including all relevant information about them."

"The second thing is, will you accept this?"

Fang Zuo took out a crystal clear crystal and held it in his palm. There were mysterious lines inside, and it was still rotating.

Suddenly the whole room was filled with a sacred atmosphere.

This is the smallest of the imprints of heaven and earth left behind after the spirit souls of the righteous gods were stripped away.

"This...this is, God...God..." The bald old man stuttered and couldn't even speak steadily.

His throat trembled and he swallowed several times to calm himself down.

Only then did he dare to stretch out his trembling hands and slowly take it from Fang Zuo's hand.

Look carefully, stroke and feel slowly, not daring to miss even a tiny bit.

"Will you accept it?" Fang Zuo frowned.

Real ink.

"Collect...Collect, collect, collect!" The bald old man shouted "Collect" several times, his eyes still staring at the crystal.

The excited expression on his face was like a desperate gambler staring at a huge lottery ticket.

His eyes are frighteningly red.

“Is this thing valuable enough?”

“Enough, enough, enough!”

"Then give me some change. As usual, give me US dollars."

The bald old man fell to the ground with a thud, his expression extremely grim. "Sir, can we use real estate? We don't have enough cash."

"Okay, bring over as much cash as you have." Fang Zuo nodded: "Get ready, I'll come get it."

Seeing the old man nodding repeatedly on the ground, Fang Zuo turned around and walked out without saying anything.

When he reached the door, Fang Zuo suddenly thought of something and turned around.

"Put a new sofa here. I don't want to have to stand next time."

The bald old man was stunned, turned around and looked at the sofa, and then understood something.

I was scared to death by the feeling.

He stood up and kicked the two mature women in the vagina.

The two of them were kicked so hard that they cried out to their master in grievance.

"It's your fault that you two wet the sofa with your hooves and scared me half to death."

He lowered his head and looked at the crystal in his hand again, trembling with excitement again.

Although no one knows where this gentleman got the divine mark, it is what everyone dreams of.

No.

It's something I wouldn't even dare to dream of.

The bald old man excitedly raised his still trembling hand, took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

After the announcement, there was silence on the other end of the phone.

"Boss?" The bald old man was confused.

There was a sound of something falling from the other end of the phone, followed by a hoarse voice.

"Not long ago, I received news that more than ten Shinto gods were annihilated, and shrines throughout Japan were shaken."

"You mean...you mean..." The bald old man sat down on the sofa.

"Regardless of whether he did it or not, we still have to stick to the old rules. We need to maintain our friendship. You can offend me but not him." The person on the other end of the line said firmly, "We previously revealed our secrets to the Demon Tribe. We can no longer do that. Even if someone comes and kills us, we can't say a word."

"Then this thing..."

"Baga, you're still asking this! Hurry and send it to me, right now! You have to deliver it personally. With this, I can reach the next level."

Shinjuku's Kabukicho is unusually deserted during the day, just like any other shopping district.

Fang turned left and came to Xinrong Planning.

The cat cafe was surprisingly closed.

There was a sign hanging at the door: The store is undergoing major cleaning and will be closed for one day.

Fang Zuo walked in.

Hebei Caiyi is cleaning the store alone.

She was wearing a white long-sleeved vest with one button on her chest undone.

Super short denim shorts.

Revealing a slender waist and a pair of beautiful legs as delicate and smooth as white porcelain.

Occasionally, when she bent over, the small piece of white and soft buttocks flesh came out.

No shoes.

A pair of white stockings wrapped around the feet and calves, stepping on the wet floor.

The rustling sound of stockings

Hebei Caiying was spraying the floor with a water gun, with a mop next to her.

As the water gun moved around.

Water splashed everywhere.

Hebei Cai's hair was splashed wet and her whole body was covered with water stains.

The white vest was also wet, becoming gradually transparent, sticking tightly to the skin, vaguely revealing the porcelain-white skin and the two small but plump and trembling soft breasts.

Seeing Fang Zuo suddenly coming, Hebei Caiying suddenly cried out.

"oops."

Turn off the water gun quickly.

Hide behind the counter.

He lowered his head and hugged his small body.

Fang Zuo was confused as to why everyone was so scared of him today.

Following in, stepping on the water.

Hebei Caiying sat in the armchair with her back facing him, her long legs bent, and her small feet resting on the chair.

The little body was trembling slightly and cutely.

Fang Zuo held her shoulders and gently pulled her over.

I saw the jade feet stepping on the chair, tightly wrapped in white stockings, slender enough to be held in one hand.

The white silk has been completely soaked and turned transparent.

In the white silk that is transparent to the flesh.

Revealing the red and tender soles and small and delicate toes.

Round and crystal clear.

Feeling that Fang Zuo was looking at her, Hebei Caiying quickly covered her eyes shyly.

The jade toes were nervously parted slightly, making the white silk more transparent and sexy.

The little feet inside are as round and smooth as jade hooks.

"Don't...don't look, I'm shy..." Hebei Cai's little face was as red as if blood was dripping.

Fang Zuo picked up Hebei Caiying and sat her in his arms.

He naturally grabbed a white foot and started pinching it.

With a wet touch.

Still plump and tender, as soft as if it has no bones.

After just a few strokes, the cold feeling in my hands warmed up.

It looks smoother and softer.

Hebei Caiying hooked her hands around Fang Zuo's neck.

Even the little ears turned red.

Suddenly, he mustered up the courage and pecked Fang Zuo lightly on the cheek.

Little Face was about to leave.

"That's not how kissing works."

Fang Zuo didn't let her go, and his strong breath pressed on her soft little mouth.

Hebei Caiyi grasped Fang Zuo's shirt tightly with both hands.

Unconsciously spit out the pink and let Fang Zuo tease.

The kiss made Hebei Caiying hold her breath and almost suffocate.

My whole body was shaking.

The two fox tails behind him swished away, and he could no longer hide himself and appeared.

Fang Zuo let her go.

He still couldn't let go of her delicate little feet wrapped in white silk.

It's like kneading a lump of wet white dough.

"Where are the two of them?"

Hebei Cai's eyes were still intoxicated, and she said "Hmm?" foolishly.

Only then did he react.

The little head burrowed into the man's arms and rubbed against him.

"They took the kids to the underground garage to clean up the environment, saying that it was the big supermarket you mentioned."

Such quick movements.

Fang Zuo was stunned.

"So where do all these people sleep at night?"

"There are enough rooms upstairs. Several people can sleep on the tatami mats in one room. It's much better than our previous conditions."

"I'll give you the empty store next door later." Fang Zuo said as he took out a card containing the revenue transfer of the Tokyo Imperial Hotel.

"Give this to them to use for decoration and purchasing goods."

Hebei Caiya accepted it obediently.

"Can you use the computer to pay the bill?"

"Yeah, I got it. It turns out to be quite simple, much simpler than doing my accounting." Hebei Caiying smiled sweetly.

"Great." Fang Zuo patted her little head.

"Are you leaving?" Hebei Caiying suddenly said in a low voice.

"Ok?"

"No, yes." Hebei Caiying shook her little head.

"Do you want me to leave or not?" Fang Zuo pinched Hebei Cai's little face with his other free hand.

"Don't go." She hooked her arms around Fang Zuo's neck and kissed him again: "I want this too."

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Kana Morisawa was lying on the hospital bed, looking at the messages on the iPad.