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

Born on February 1957, 2 in Tottori Prefecture, Japan, Shigeki Shiba was baptized by John Matthews.

Seems to be just an ordinary priest.

Nothing unusual.

However, according to the information sent by the Archbishop, John Matthews is currently one of the red-robed bishops of the Vatican.

A well-known Protestant, but actually baptized by a red-robed Catholic priest at birth.

Has the Catholic hand reached so far?

Not only is the current President Washington a Catholic, but now even the newly appointed Prime Minister of Japan is suspected to be a Catholic.

How many chess pieces does the Vatican have in the world?

now.

On the high ground in the northwest corner of Rome, Italy.

The Vatican, the Catholic Church, is located here.

The 266th Pope of the Catholic Church, the elderly Franciscan I, with white hair and a tired face, was sitting in a wheelchair, looking coldly at the elderly man kneeling in front of him.

Salvatore Piccolo.

The current godfather of the Mafia.

"I don't want to hear your so-called excuses, Salvatore Piccolo," King Francisco I said coldly. "The American Mafia is now fragmented into five major families. The entire island of Sicily is completely out of your control."

"And now, the Sumiyoshi-kai in Tokyo is on the verge of bankruptcy. Your alliance is about to collapse, and Tokyo's underground forces will no longer be under the Lord's glorious light."

"But, you, Salvatore Piccolo, actually still have the mind to take your family on vacation in France?"

Salvatore Piccolo, the godfather of the Italian Mafia, who has been a powerful figure in gangs around the world in recent years, was lying on the ground trembling.

Although he was extremely dissatisfied in his heart, he never dared to say it out loud.

Over the past few decades, the 24 mafia families that developed in the United States were gradually eliminated by the FBI and the Protestant knights.

Now there are only five left.

These five families also formed their own factions and broke away from the control of the Italian headquarters.

It is very likely that these five families have converted to Protestantism.

This is clearly a failure of the Catholic Church and the defeat of Pope Francis I, but he has to bear the blame himself.

Salvatore Piccolo was trembling all over.

The internal struggles within religion are so fierce.

Pope Francis I is already old, and behind him are many red-robed cardinals from the College of Cardinals in the Vatican, looking at the position of Pope.

However, Pope Francis I hoped that the next generation of popes would also remain in his family.

Franciscan culture cannot be limited to one lifetime.

The Pope is infallible.

Someone needs to bear the blame for all the failures, and I am the best person to do it.

"I'm sorry, Your Holiness Francis I. I...I...it's my fault. I repent to the Lord." Salvatore Piccolo lowered his head and said with difficulty, "It's all my fault. It's my incompetence that has led to the Mafia's repeated defeats. It's me who has overshadowed the glory of the Lord."

Francis I's expression softened. "Very well, then, go and confess your sins to the Lord. Don't worry, your son, Piccolo, will become the new godfather of the Mafia. I will fully support him in taking down the Tokyo gangs. The future foreseen by the oracle will definitely include the Piccolo family."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Salvatore Piccolo's face was pale. He got up and stumbled out of the Vatican.

then.

There was a gunshot.

Bonsai Museum in Edogawa, Tokyo.

After getting up, Miyagi Mukoko waited in the house for a while. When she heard no movement next door, she came to Morisawa Kana's room.

At this time, Kana Morisawa usually listens to the Yamaguchi-gumi's report in the front yard.

Miyagi Makoto took a quick look at Kana Morisawa's room and walked straight to the bookshelf.

There is an iron box behind the bookshelf.

On several occasions, Miyagi Muko came to see Morisawa Kana and saw her put the iron box behind the bookshelf.

This made Miyagi Makoto very curious. Could there be a secret of Kana Morisawa hidden in this?

Or is it the power behind her?

Miyagi Mukoko took out the iron box, which was an old-fashioned biscuit box.

Gently opening it, Miyagi Xiangzi frowned.

What are these?

All kinds of messy rubber bands, hairpins, celebrity pictures, and some slightly yellowed photos.

Miyagi Mukoko picked up the photo and looked at it. It was a photo of Kana Morisawa when she was a child.

There are also some photos of women I don’t know.

There are photos with Kana Morisawa, as well as individual photos.

There are also a few photos of myself.

These are all photos of Miyagi Mukako and Morisawa Kana when they lived together.

Some of them were secretly taken by Kana Morisawa.

In the photos, Miyagi Makoto is either working as a cashier at 7-11 or taking notes seriously in a flight attendant training class.

Although Miyagi Muko's identity is only temporary, this shrine maiden from the ancient country of Izumo still has some inexplicable emotions.

It turns out that this ruthless and beautiful Yamaguchi-gumi woman, even though she buried so many people alive, also has a nostalgic side.

Suddenly, Miyagi Xiangzi felt a slight movement in his heart and felt footsteps coming from the distant courtyard.

Quickly put the iron box back behind the bookshelf.

He ran back to his room and lay down.

Sure enough, not long after, Kana Morisawa came to her room.

"Xiangzi, get up." Kana Morisawa knocked on the door: "I'm coming in!"

"Yeah~! Okay, Kana, come in." Miyagi Xiangzi made a hazy sound.

When Kana Morisawa pushed the door open, Miyagi Mukoko pretended to have just woken up and sat up.

She was wearing a suspender nightgown and had long hair. She stretched herself. She was thin, with a long neck and beautiful collarbone. She was not wearing a bra, and her breasts had small curves.

She looked at Kana Morisawa with a smile.

"You lazy bum, you just got up. I brought you some supplements." Kana Morisawa walked in with a thermos and a smile.

"Still eating~~!" Miyagi Xiangzi said with a bitter face: "I'm about to vomit."

"Really? Let me see how you look." Kana Morisawa knelt beside Miyagi Muko, looking at her little face carefully.

"You look much better now, not as pale as before. You seem to be feeling much better." Kana Morisawa put the thermos aside. "Then let's not eat. Let's go. The weather is great today. Accompany me to the Yamaguchi-gumi meeting, then we'll go out for a walk."

"Ah, can I be next to you?" Miyagi Xiangzi was taken aback: "I'm not from the Yamaguchi-gumi."

"It's okay." Kana Morisawa shook her head. "Today's meeting was quick, but not boring."

"Okay." Miyagi Xiangzi was happy.

I was just about to learn how to control the Yamaguchi-gumi.

After killing Kana Morisawa in the near future, I will take over the Yamaguchi-gumi. This is a good time to learn from experience.

But Miyagi Xiangzi soon stopped laughing.

I didn't expect the Yamaguchi-gumi meetings to be so boring. You have to remember all kinds of numbers and names.

So many branches, so many cadres, and subsidiaries of all sizes.

This is just the report from Tokyo and several surrounding cities.

Various financial data and the lives of various Yamaguchi-gumi gang members.

How many are there in the entire Kansai region?

However, in just over ten minutes, Miyagi Mukoko began to feel dizzy and sincerely admired Morisawa Kana.

Although this beautiful woman from the Yamaguchi-gumi was just an ordinary person, her meticulous mind and memory were far beyond his reach.

at last.

The meeting was over in just half an hour.

Miyagi Mukoko's face turned pale and she could hardly remember anything.

"Madam." After the Yamaguchi-gumi's big and small cadres withdrew, five old men came in and prostrated themselves in front of Kana Morisawa.

Miyagi Mukoko looked solemn as she knelt behind Morisawa Kana, carefully restraining her mind to avoid revealing any flaws.

The aura of these five old men is very powerful. This is probably one of the trump cards that Kana Morisawa relies on.

but.

Miyagi Xiangzi could never understand how an ordinary beautiful woman could make these five old men from the demon tribe obey her so well.

I saw.

Kana Morisawa spread out her hands, and five small pills with black air swirling around them were held in her palms.

Miyagi Mukaiko's beautiful eyes narrowed.

She could sense the enormous energy contained in these five small pills.

The five old men were ecstatic and each took a pill from Kana Morisawa and swallowed it.

This is the elixir that Fang Zuo made using demon souls and demon pills to maintain their lifespan and strength.

As veterans of the Yamaguchi-gumi, their lifespans had long been exhausted and their strength had declined drastically. It was the elixirs given by Fang Zuo that maintained their strength and vitality.

Miyagi Muko looked at Morisawa Kana, who looked calm.

Who is the support behind this beautiful and coquettish woman?

Even the enshrined god Izanami couldn't make this magical pill.

Miyagi Xiangzi frowned tightly.

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Kaedeka Ren rode a motorcycle to Suitengu Shrine.

Soon a priest came to greet them.

Feng Hualian took out her police officer ID and explained her background. She wanted to check the underground palace of the shrine where Taira no Masakado was suppressed.

The priest's face looked a little unhappy, but when Feng Hualian took out Yingkong Kurumi's goddess token, the priest immediately bowed to the ground, then stood up and led Feng Hualian to a huge basement.

The basement was filled with cobwebs and dust, but when the sealed door was opened, the priest was stunned.

Feng Hualian walked in around the priest.

The little face was tense.

As expected, the shrine in Suitengu Shrine that suppressed Taira no Masakado's arm had disappeared.

Then Kaedekaren came to Arakawa Shrine again, and after opening the sealed door, the same thing happened.

Just as Sakura Kurumi speculated, the entire Tokyo Ghost was wreaking havoc in order to release Taira Masakado.

But don't know why.

Only the head was not released.

Fenghua Lian immediately took out her cell phone, turned on the video call, and reported the situation to Yingsora Kurumi.

"So that's really how it is." Yingkong Kurumi said as she tied her hair into a high ponytail with a rubber band. "I'm going to go to the spiritual opposition meeting and tell them about this."

Sakura Kurumi came to the side building of the Imperial Palace.

The beautiful woman who likes to wear red dresses lives here.

Yingkong Kurumi had been here once and came downstairs with ease.