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

What a coincidence, today, the three of them were dressed exactly the same.

The only difference is that the two of them have bulging shirts, while Abe Noque is wearing a skirt.

"Please sit here." Abe Noja walked out of the desk and saw someone behind Shiraishi Nagimitsu. He was slightly surprised: "Who is this?"

"My sister will be my assistant starting today." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said with a smile.

"Sister? Oh, I remember that Congressman Shiraishi has a sister who has returned from abroad?" Abe Noja's eyes swept over the woman behind Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

A chubby face and a pair of breasts as big as Shiraishi Nagimitsu's.

Abe Noja frowned. It seemed that Shiraishi Nagimitsu's sister was somewhat hostile towards her, although she hid it well.

"Hello, Congressman Abe. My name is Mei Shiraishi. Today is my first day working with my sister as her assistant. Thank you for your guidance." Mei Shiraishi bowed slightly and said with a smile.

Abe Noja nodded, with the corners of his mouth raised, a little thing that was hostile to him.

"What's wrong with Congressman Abe's voice..." Shiraishi Nagi asked with concern, "You look a little haggard, are you sick?"

"Maybe I haven't been sleeping well recently." Abe Nosuke shook his head with a wry smile.

She hasn't slept well these days since she found out that she was being framed by those Jews.

How could she say such a thing?

Abe Nojaku took the Shiraishi and Nagihiru sisters to a small meeting room next to the office.

After sitting down separately.

Abe Noja then took out a document and placed it in front of Shiraishi Nagiko.

"This is the election information of their party leader and the current vote count data. If nothing unexpected happens, the results will be out soon." Abe Nosuke leaned back and rested his arms behind his head.

Looking at the two sisters sitting at the conference table.

One sat in front of him and the other sat in the corner of the table.

One was looking at the information seriously, while the other was yawning out of boredom and looking around.

The two people have completely different personalities and their faces are not alike at all.

There is only one thing in common.

It is also the most eye-catching point.

The cup sizes of both people.

The two sisters' white shirts looked about to burst when worn under their black suits.

The size is really enviable.

Abe Nojaku clicked his tongue twice in his heart.

As a woman, I can easily see the shapes of both of them.

Those are two different types, but both are shapes that women will envy.

While Shiraishi Nagimitsu was looking at the information in his hand, Shiraishi Mei looked around with boredom, while observing the woman in front of her without any expression.

The island nation's interim prime minister now has less than half of his term left, and the biggest favorite for the next term is a woman named Abe Nosuke.

If she is elected, she will be the first female prime minister in Japanese history.

Her strength, ambition and tyranny make the forces at the top of the world pyramid pay attention to her.

of course.

And her Asian Kardashian-like ass.

"Could it really be him?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowned as he looked at the information in his hand.

"Come to think of it, this guy was elected because of me," Abe Nosuke sighed. "My act of revenge instantly dismantled several of Japan's undercover political alliances, leading to the election of someone without any factional or political background."

"Japan's future in the next two years will become unknown again." Shiraishi Nagimitsu put down the documents in his hand.

"Excuse me, I have a question." Shiraishi Mei, sitting at the corner of the table, raised her hand and asked, "Isn't it a good thing to have no factions? Wouldn't it be easier to run a country without the influence of factional interests?"

"Congressman Shiraishi, your sister, who doesn't understand politics, is truly naive and adorable." Abe Nojaku covered her mouth with a smile. Instead of answering Shiraishi Mei, she asked, "Congressman Shiraishi, do you have any thoughts? Future changes may exceed our expectations."

"What does Congressman Abe mean?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu glared at Shiraishi Mei for speaking without permission, then turned to look at Abe Nojaku and said, "You didn't call me here today just for this matter, did you?"

"The Prime Minister who just stepped down is Jewish," Abe Naishu suddenly said. "I think Councillor Shiraishi should have guessed this long ago, starting with your rice proposal. With your political acumen and intelligence, it's impossible not to have guessed it."

"Yes..." Shiraishi Nagimitsu sighed and nodded. "But I can't do anything about it. You, I, and the other legislators all bear a great deal of responsibility for the passage of these bills and issues. Strictly speaking, if history goes back into this, we'll all be on the wrong side of the law."

"I don't care what history records, and it doesn't matter!" Abe Nosuke sneered, "I'm now very afraid that the interim prime minister who is about to take office is also Jewish, or some other religious believer."

"I'm being very frank and straightforward. I invited Councillor Shiraishi here because I wanted to communicate with him that we can no longer allow these undercover agents from other religions to become our prime minister."

"And then they gradually nibbled away at my things."

"It's something that belongs to the Japanese people," Shiraishi Nagimitsu corrected.

"Whatever. Anyway, we are in agreement on this point," Abe said. "I hope that Congressman Shiraishi and I can stand on the same side during this interim term of the Prime Minister, which is less than halfway through."

Abe Noque stood up and held out his hand. "For our own purposes, let's stick to our common goal and communicate and discuss more."

"I agree with this point." Shiraishi Nagimitsu also stood up and shook hands.

"Very good." Abe Noja held Shiraishi Nagimitsu's small hand, and his frown finally relaxed.

"I will also give this Prime Minister a great gift soon." Abe Nosuke sneered, "Test the power behind him to see what kind of power he has."

"What are you going to do?" asked Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

"What else can we do? In politics, the means of attack are the same few tactics." Abe Nojaku smiled and said, "They are also the most effective tactics."

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Fei Guangli swallowed her saliva, and the thong she had just changed was soaked with cold sweat.

This cake was her favorite cake ever.

Only a dessert shop would do that.

The chef who made this pastry is an old man who has run a shop in Tokyo for decades.

After the old man passed away, Kimitsu Li ran all over Tokyo, but could never find pastries of this flavor again.

I was disappointed for a long time.

Nowadays.

Logically, Kimitsu Li should happily taste this matcha chestnut cake that she thought she would never be able to eat again.

but.

What scares Hibiki Mitsuki is that in this world, besides herself, there is only one person who knows that she likes this thing.

And it's in an apartment not far from the school.

Shinmura Jing was tied up and tied to a chair.

The clothes on his body were taken off.

The rope left purple bruises on her white skin.

The little face looked at the person in front of him with fear.

Chapter 207: The entanglement between three women, Kana Morisawa

After Master Zhang Benren and his apprentice walked out of the arena, they came to the street.

A Lexani luxury Mercedes RV drove over and slowly stopped in front of them.

Then the passenger door opened, and a man wearing sunglasses and white gloves came out and respectfully opened the door.

He bowed and made a gesture of invitation.

After Zhang Benren and his apprentice got into the car, they saw that there were no seats in the car and all the things had been reinstalled.

There is an L-shaped luxurious leather sofa in the car, and a mini luxurious bar opposite the sofa.

Sitting at the bar was a girl wearing a bunny girl costume and fishnet stockings, putting on a professional smile.

Behind him is a wine cabinet and refrigerator with all kinds of configurations.

The floor inside the car is covered with red cashmere carpet.

The roof is equipped with purple ambient lighting.

"Yes, it seems that this employer knows my preferences and has done some research." Zhang Benren lay on the luxurious sofa, took off his coat and tore open his shirt.

The bunny girl immediately said with a charming look, "What would you two gentlemen like to drink?"

Still speaking Chinese.

"whisky."

"water."

Zhang Benren glanced at his apprentice who was sitting upright next to him, only drinking water and never touching alcohol.

Get up and go to bed on time every day.

It's either practicing martial arts or practicing martial arts.

This Chinese person whom he picked up from the Chinatown streets in North America has a self-discipline similar to that of his three brothers back then.

But now.

Only the eldest brother still maintained his previous habits, while he and his junior brother had been "poisoned" by money and had become different people.

Then let me poison you to death, money is really a good thing, Zhang Benren sighed.

The bunny girl took out whiskey from the bar cabinet and poured a glass of water.

He picked up a few ice cubes and threw them in, then handed them respectfully to Master Zhang Benren and his disciple.

The master and the disciple were silent in the car, and soon the Mercedes-Benz luxury RV drove to a golf estate in the suburbs of Tokyo.

"Gentlemen, we're here." The bunny girl said with a smile and bowed.

Zhang Benren got out of the car and looked around the manor with its own exclusive golf course.

Suddenly he turned around and asked Ning Sheng behind him.

"Can you sense how many people are inside?"

"71." Ning Sheng closed his eyes for a while, then opened them and answered.

"Wrong." Zhang Benren shook his head. "Two things are wrong. The first is that among the 93 people, 22 of them have auras much stronger than yours, and they are well hidden. It's normal that you can't detect them."

"The second thing that's wrong is that of the 71 auras you sensed, 14 were large animals raised by this manor, not humans."

"I'm sorry, Master." Ning Sheng said with his head lowered.

"Don't be sorry. Your efforts have almost caught up with the three of us brothers. Your aptitude is just barely acceptable, and your talent is high enough, but..." Zhang Benren sighed: "But you only have half of Shenzhou's bloodline, which makes the integration of your qi and blood too poor."

Zhang Benren shook his head and walked forward.

"Master..." Ning Sheng followed closely behind and whispered, "The woman next to Master today..."

"Oh, that Ryukyu girl, although not the most beautiful, is indeed rare and attractive. What? Do you like her?" Zhang Benren stopped and asked with a smile.

"No, isn't it... is it that her bloodline, qualifications, and talents are all the best?" Ning Sheng lowered his head and asked, "Otherwise, why would Master Uncle keep her by his side?"

"Bloodline doesn't count, but she was born with both Heaven and Earth Meridians connected, which is extremely rare. She must have decent talent." Zhang Benren said, "Otherwise, my senior brother wouldn't have taken her to the cemetery to find that ghost to temper her blood."

"I want to fight with her." Ning Sheng said in a deep voice.

"What are you trying to prove? Prove that hard work can trump talent?" Zhang Benren smiled, a flash of memory flashing across his sharp eyes. "There's no need for that now. You two are both at the bottom of the mountain. What's there to compare?"

"Let's wait until we meet on the mountainside one day and compete again..."

Zhang Benren stopped talking and strode into the gate of the golf manor.

Ning Sheng followed closely behind.

Inside the manor, several servants soon came to greet them in golf carts, and then took the master and disciple to the living room.

The huge living room, decorated magnificently, has a ceiling height of three stories.

Under the huge crystal chandelier, more than twenty people of different skin colors were standing or sitting, and everyone's posture was extremely strange.

Some people were cleaning their guns, some were waving their daggers, some were playing card games, and some were swiping their phones.