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

Maybe it was because his education level was too low, or because he had been struggling at the bottom for so long, he felt an extreme desire to attack the pretentiousness of these upper-class women.

There may be both contempt and envy here.

In the bedroom.

Miyagi Mukako closed her eyes and silently felt the surroundings of the house.

As the sun came out, the dead air gradually dissipated.

but.

Why so many ghosts?

Miyagi Xiangzi knew very well what these ghosts would do if their obsession became too strong.

"I'm here." Footsteps and Kana Morisawa's voice were heard outside the door.

Then Kana Morisawa came in with a bowl of something.

Seeing Miyagi Xiangzi sitting up, he frowned and said, "I told you to rest more, why don't you listen?"

After saying that, he walked over and put the supplements aside.

"Thank you, Kana." Miyagi Mukoko said sincerely, looking at the supplements beside her.

When I said it, the tone even scared myself.

Miyagi Makoto looked at Morisawa Kana's face and felt complicated.

Don't blame me, Kana Morisawa.

Unfortunately, I still have to kill you and take back the Yamaguchi-gumi.

If possible, after you become a ghost, I will take you back to the ancient country of Izumo and we can get to know each other again.

Miyagi Mukoko said in her heart as she looked at Morisawa Kana who was holding the supplement and was about to feed it to her.

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Feng Hualian returned to her apartment, took a shower, and lay on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

Logically, I should be exhausted after staying up all night.

But, back to bed.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I saw that man and Sakura Kurumi hugging each other in the office.

Why do I feel so sad?

After tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep, she could only sit up again.

Feng Hualian picked up her phone, swiped it around boredly, entered the address book to look at the numbers, and then exited.

Been hesitating.

Her hair fell messily on her little face, just like the thoughts in her heart.

I'm so annoyed that I don't know how to deal with it.

Chapter 208 Shiraishi Nagimitsu and Sakura Sora Kurumi

In the small conference room next to Abe Nosuke's office.

knock knock knock.

Just as Shiraishi Nagiko and Abe Noja finished shaking hands, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Abe Nojaku said.

"Congressman Abe, the results of their party leader election are out." A male assistant came in with a document, handed it to Abe, bowed and left.

"Oh, as expected, just as I thought!" Abe Nojaku took it, took a quick look, sneered, and threw the information in front of Shiraishi Nagimitsu: "It's him after all."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu took it and saw a document about the new party leader, the interim prime minister, in front of him.

Even the cover is a promotional poster.

This is an extremely unconventional poster. If Shiraishi Nagimitsu had not been in this environment, he would even think it was a weird work.

A short, fat man with slightly gray hair, dressed in a Dragon Ball Majin Buu costume and wearing a pair of boxing gloves, was standing at the voting booth and shouting slogans.

"It's hard to imagine, dressed like this, this is our Prime Minister." Although Anbi Nojaku gave the information to Shiraishi Nagimitsu, he stared at the short fat man dressed as Majin Buu with a mocking expression on his face and said:

"He's also a Protestant. Of Japan's population, only one percent are Protestants, yet we have a prime minister who is also one of that one percent."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu did not say anything. In terms of personal image alone, the new prime minister is indeed far inferior to the previous ones.

What's more, he is still COSing Majin Buu from Dragon Ball. Even at his age, he still wears COS costume to campaign for votes.

"I didn't expect that I destroyed the underground alliance of many congressmen, but it benefited him." Abe Noque's little face was really not happy, and he sat down slowly.

"Since it's already a fact, we can only accept it." Shiraishi Nagiko handed the information back to Abe Nozaki. "Congressman Abe, the vote count is over. It looks like the news will be announced soon. The next step is to elect cabinet members. I have a lot of things to prepare, so I'll take my leave now."

"Wait, Congressman Shiraishi." Abe Noja suddenly thought of something, stood up, put his hands on the conference table, stared straight at Shiraishi Nagimitsu, and said slowly: "If, I mean if, our new Prime Minister wanted to invite you to join the cabinet, would you agree, Congressman Shiraishi?"

Shiraishi Nagimitsu's eyes collided with Abe Noja in the air.

suddenly.

"Congressman Abe..." Shiraishi Nagimitsu smiled and opened her red lips: "Guess!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked out without waiting for Abe Nosuke to guess whether he would guess or not.

Abe Noque was stunned and snorted: "How naughty..."

Mei Shiraishi quickly picked up Shiraishi Nagimitsu's bag and her own bag and followed him out.

Shiraishi Nagihiru walked in front gracefully in high heels, swaying her increasingly narrow waist.

"Sister, wait for me." Shiraishi Mei followed with two bags: "Your bags are very heavy~~~"

"It was you who wanted to be the assistant. If you can't do it, go back." Shiraishi Nagihiru's high heels still didn't slow down.

The black stockings are stretched on the thighs and calves. As the muscles tighten or relax, they stretch and contract, revealing the fair and delicate skin underneath.

A pair of beautiful legs stepped into the elevator in rhythm, and a pair of huge things bounced up and down exaggeratedly.

"Sister, I understand everything you said today, but why can't I understand what you said next?" Shiraishi Mei quickly followed into the elevator and stood beside Shiraishi Nagimitsu and asked:

"I always feel like that's what you guys meant, but when I think about it, it seems like there's something else. But when I think about it again, it doesn't seem to mean anything more."

"This is politics," Shiraishi Nagimitsu said with a smile. "Every sentence sounds like nonsense, but if you think about it carefully, it's not. But it is indeed nonsense."

"Sister, is this new interim Prime Minister really that bad?" Shiraishi Mei frowned. "Why do you all seem to be sighing?"

"No, quite the opposite. This newly elected Prime Minister has served in several cabinets and is considered a man of action. However, it was precisely he who, during his time in the cabinet, repeatedly turned against several Prime Ministers and initiated campaigns demanding their resignations." Shiraishi Nagimitsu shook his head.

"Furthermore, he's also a member of three political parties. In other words, he's betrayed almost the entire political arena and stabbed people in the back, so no faction is willing to accept him."

"Isn't this kind of person good?" Shiraishi Mei asked, confused. "He doesn't have to worry about the interests of his own faction. He can do things freely."

"You don't understand. If someone has a faction, then their actions are predictable and controllable, just like a raging river; its course and extent can be predicted." The elevator door opened, and Shiraishi Nagimitsu walked out, saying as he walked:

"But if someone doesn't have a faction, you never know what they'll do next or what they want to do. There are too many variables, and it's unpredictable, which is actually the most dangerous."

"So that's why Abe Noja is trying to get you to form an alliance?" Shiraishi Mei followed out, still a little confused.

"Do you think she came to me just for this?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu stopped, turned around and looked at Abe Nojaku's office.

Sure enough, a familiar little face was looking down at her from the window. Abe Noque not only watched her leave, but also stretched out her hand to say goodbye to her.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu waved casually at Abe Nozuru, then turned to Shiraishi Mei and said, "This new Prime Minister used to be in Abe Nozuru's cabinet, but later withdrew and stood on the opposing side, impeaching him multiple times and forcing him to step down."

"So, Abe has a strong distrust of the new prime minister, and even some dislike for him."

"You guys are really complicated." Shiraishi Mei sighed: "You guess me and I guess you every day. This is too difficult."

"Really? More complicated than you?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu sneered on her delicate face: "Shiraishi Mei, just confess to me sooner rather than later."

"Sister, you're here again." Shiraishi Mei pouted: "Everyone says I'm innocent."

"I trust Abe Nozume more than you." Shiraishi Nagimitsu twisted her face, rolled her eyes, and walked quickly towards her Lexus.

"Wait for me, sister." Mei Shiraishi made a face behind Nagimitsu Shiraishi and hurried to catch up.

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Inside a Tokyo apartment.

Kaedeka Ren put on her uniform again and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the artist mask she had taken from Kyushu Ashiya Dosan and placed it on the dressing table.

She looked down at the number in the address book on her phone again.

The scene of entering Yingkong Kurumi's office kept appearing in his little head.

That night, the man she had her legs on and clamped around his waist was hugging Yingkong Kurumi tightly, kneading her plump and explosive buttocks with his hands.

Even after I came in, she had no intention of stopping and kept kneading.

Just like that night at the door of the coffee shop, kneading myself.

I am indeed not as plump as Yingkong Walnut.

But that's not what makes me sad.

Feng Hualian saw the two of them hugging each other tightly and kissing passionately as if they were oblivious to the people around them.

Why do I feel like my man has been taken away from me?

It's so sour.

When I walked out the door, I heard Yingkong Kurumi say that her period had come.

It turns out to be such a coincidence.

Is this God encouraging me to meet another man?

Feng Hualian took a deep breath and put her phone away.

Since I can't sleep, I'll go visit Taira no Masakado's grave.

jobs.

Only work can make me forget all the troubles.

Feng Hualian walked downstairs and rode her motorcycle all the way to the underground parking lot that MacArthur had built after World War II.

Over the decades, this underground parking lot has been renovated and repaired several times.

Arriving at the third-floor underground parking lot, Feng Hualian looked around but didn't see anything strange.

It is a very old parking lot with a very narrow layout, but it still has a lot of cars parked there.

In Tokyo, where every inch of land is valuable, it is difficult to find unused space.

Feng Hualian carefully followed the wall of the underground parking lot and walked around.

There was nothing on the walls except various paints and graffiti.

Feng Hualian walked back to the middle of the parking lot.

Make quick gestures with both hands.

[Ninjutsu: Myriad Eyes]

A light flashed in Feng Hualian's eyes, and a rapidly spinning wheel appeared.

Feng Hualian glanced around and then stopped.

Sure enough there is a problem.

The wall on the north side is extremely thin, obviously built later. There seems to be an entrance to the barrier behind the wall.

Feng Hualian walked to the front of the wall.

[Ninja Technique: Rasenshuriken]

Feng Hualian stretched out her little hand, and a stream of constantly rotating spiritual energy appeared.

Feng Hualian controlled the strength and slowly moved closer to the wall to avoid damaging the foundation pillars next to it.

'Boom' sound.

The wall collapsed, and a six-star magic circle appeared.

At the vertices of the six stars are placed various Protestant instruments.