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

She really hasn't changed at all...

Kimitsu, my wife!!!

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After picking up Oda Yui, Shiraishi Nagimitsu returned to his villa.

After seeing Shiraishi Mei volunteer to cook, Shiraishi Nagimitsu sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.

Now, her parliamentary advertisement will be broadcast for the first time on NHK channel in the evening.

Sure enough, during prime time, before Minamikawa Keiko's Youth Idol began, her advertisement was broadcast.

In just one minute, the advertisement condensed the video clip of her condolences to the disaster area sent to Keiko Minamikawa.

The timing, angle and shot of every clip are very professional.

This makes Shiraishi Nagimitsu's image even more elevated.

Especially the well-timed tears and the firm expression in the words.

The image of a legislator who cares about the people and works hard to get things done was instantly established.

Finally, a comparison of the current situation of the people in the disaster area and the previous situation is attached.

Although these disaster victims are still housed in container houses, at least they have a bed and don't have to sleep in cardboard boxes.

The meals became normal again, with vegetables, meat and rice.

This video instantly caused an uproar among all the people in Japan who were waiting to watch Minamikawa Keiko's TV series.

These disaster areas have been visited by some members of parliament before. Even the current interim Prime Minister Shigeki Yoshida visited them once before taking office.

But without exception, these people first knelt down to apologize, and then shook the old man's hand to show their friendliness.

Then he made promises and painted big rosy pictures for everyone.

After one round of travel, the lives of these disaster victims remained unchanged.

Only the changes brought about by Shiraishi Nagimitsu are real.

At this time, the LINE video message on Shiraishi Nagimitsu's mobile phone rang.

Sent from Keiko Minamikawa.

"Nagiri, your ad's ratings are simply explosive." After the call was connected, Minamikawa Keiko, still wearing her anchor uniform, said excitedly on the other end of the camera:

"Never before has a congressman's advertisement had such high ratings. Based on these ratings alone, it can definitely offset the impact of the prime-time advertisements of Congressman Toda on the two neighboring TV stations."

"I've seen his commercials, and they're still stuck at the stage where everyone's cheering together and shouting slogans."

"I just watched it all, too. I have to thank your colleagues in the advertising department for their excellent editing." Shiraishi Nagimitsu raised his glass of red wine and gestured towards the camera, "I also want to thank our beautiful Minamikawa Keiko for running around for me."

"Hmph, is this how you thank me?" Minamikawa Keiko curled her lips.

"I told you I'd share my man with you." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said jokingly, "You don't want it? You want your dream man."

Mei Shiraishi, who was cooking not far away, rolled her eyes when she heard this.

"Who said I don't want it? Okay, it's a deal. Don't regret it later." Minamikawa Jingzi snorted with a smile.

After the two hung up the video call, Abe Nosuke also called.

"Congressman Shiraishi, I saw your commercial video and it surprised me." Abe Nosuke's voice said lightly:

"I didn't expect you to snatch a prime-time TV ad from NHK. From what I understand, Councillor Toda has several business companies behind him that have partnerships with those three TV stations. Even when I went to NHK to discuss a prime-time ad, I was rejected."

"This is the Shiraishi Nagimitsu that I admire. However, this advertisement alone is not enough. You must not be careless. Also, I know about the things you do in the community. You do a good job."

"but....."

"Congressman Abe, are you trying to say that if I need anything, I'll come to you?" Before Abe Nojaku could finish, Shiraishi Nagimitsu interrupted with a smile and said, "I understand. If I need anything, I will definitely come to you."

"Oh, you still have this character. Don't let me down in the future." Abe Noja hung up the phone decisively.

"Sister, this woman is really arrogant." Shiraishi Mei sneered.

"She has the capital." Shiraishi Nagimitsu shook his head: "She has experienced no fewer difficulties than you and me."

Abe Noja threw his phone onto the sofa, raised his wine glass and sighed.

Asai Kinnosuke, who was standing beside him, handed over a report and said, "We've investigated the individuals who volunteered at Shiraishi Nagimitsu's voting booth this afternoon. They all seem to be members of the Yamaguchi-gumi."

"Yamaguchi-gumi?" Abe Noja frowned. "It seems I underestimated our Councillor Shiraishi. He actually secretly connected with the Yamaguchi-gumi."

"Not only that, but since this afternoon, all media apps have been flooded with reports about Councillor Yuji Toda." Asai Kinnosuke handed over the iPad and said softly, "At this rate, I'm afraid Yuji Toda's name will soon be trending."

Abe Nosuke took the iPad and searched several major media apps. The name Toda Yuji indeed showed up in large numbers of videos.

The Toda family is a small family far away in Kansai, and usually no one cares about them. But now all the trivial matters have been dug up on the Internet.

There were even a few old ladies who said seriously that Toda Yuji's father was a gangster who often bullied people in the market.

Yuji Toda was so naughty and mischievous when he was a child, and he did a lot of stealing and cheating. I don’t know how he ended up being a member of parliament.

After making the accusation, they still don't forget to complain. No wonder the Japanese government can't do anything well now. The parliamentarians are all like this.

"How did Shiraishi Nagimitsu find these densely populated media creators? Her counterattack on these media outlets last time really got me fired up, and now there's the Yamaguchi-gumi involved," Abe Nozaki said coldly. "It seems Toda Yuji's efforts were in vain. He spent so much money and got nothing in return."

"We thought of a solution the last time we were attacked by the media, but the APP servers of these self-media are all in the United States, and the companies are also in the United States, so it is difficult to regulate and stop them." Asai Kinnosuke said standing aside:

"After the attack, we contacted many self-media people, hoping to pay them to write articles or take down videos, but we found that many of them were not in Japan. The time delay in contacting them was too long, and the other media people we found were not professional enough, so the response was too small."

"This must have been done by a professional and organized group." Abe Nosuke took a sip of red wine and said, "Look for clues, see if you can find any clues to these self-media outlets. If you do, please arrange a meeting for me. We'll need these people in the future."

"Hi!" Asai Kinnosuke nodded.

Aman Tokyo Hotel.

In the ultimate luxurious Japanese-style garden.

Several elderly people were sitting together in the yard.

The atmosphere was solemn.

"Snapped."

An iPad was smashed to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Yuji Toda knelt obediently beside him, feeling very nervous.

A white-haired old man was furious: "Where did these self-media come from? What a mess of content!"

"This is obviously a premeditated plan. What should we do?" said another old man in black warrior uniform.

"What should we do? What else can we do? Just spend money." The white-haired old man glanced coldly at Yuji Toda next to him.

I spent so much money on this guy, only to find that the advantage was taken away again.

"More money?" The old man in the black warrior suit looked rather reluctant. "We've already spent quite a bit of money. Just these few batches of advertising are astronomical, not to mention the manpower and material resources."

"Then what should we do? Stop now?" The white-haired old man said gloomily, "I have no problem with it. I don't want to spend any money either. Go and talk to the masters of the demon tribe."

"Let's smash it. It's already like this. There's no other way." Another elderly man said, "Let's buy these self-media and fight back. I don't believe we can't fight back."

"This is the only way." The white-haired old man sighed and stared fiercely at Yuji Toda next to him.

Humph.

A cold snort almost made Toda Yuji's heart jump out.

Thinking of what Shiraishi Nagimitsu said in the afternoon, Toda Yuji broke out in cold sweat.

He collapsed to the ground and couldn't stand up for a while.

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God’s country.

Endless power of laws swept over.

Every strand of the power of law is like the sharpest blade in this small world.

In an instant, Fang Zuo's body, which was formed by the power of incense, was cut into pieces.

But he didn't want to hurt Fang Zuo's soul.

Instead, it trapped Fang Zuo's soul and a small world like a cocoon.

"Tell me, who are you?" This voice echoed continuously throughout the world of the small world. "You are not one of those evil gods. What is that thing in your hand? Such a huge and pure incense is on it. Give it to me, give it to me quickly!"

The voice was extremely urgent, and the countless laws of power that trapped Fang Zuo were constantly shrinking.

Without the protection of Xianghuo's body, Fang Zuo's soul was gradually consumed by the pressure of the laws of the small world.

This wooden scabbard cannot be lost.

It is very difficult to find such a magic weapon in the world today, not to mention that it has been refined by Emperor Huangdi for thousands of years.

Fang Zuo burned his soul and attached it to the wooden scabbard.

Push with all your strength.

A golden light left an afterimage and suddenly pierced the top of the cocoon woven by the laws, dazzling like the sun.

The power of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor's incense in the wooden scabbard is like the emperor of heaven in this kingdom of incense, and all the rules of the entire small incense world have to give way.

"You can't run away. This is our world."

The voice just fell.

A huge hand composed of regular patterns grabbed the wooden scabbard attached to Fang Zuo.

Fang Zuo's soul was burning rapidly, but the wooden scabbard could not move at all.

Even though the power of the incense of Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi on the scabbard pierced the big hand and caused it to continuously drop the blood of the law.

But after all, it was only Fang Zuo's soul that drove it.

Fang Zuo's soul was extremely anxious. If he couldn't hold on for a few moments, his soul would be completely exhausted.

But at this last moment.

The big hand of the laws of the kingdom of God suddenly stopped and lost its strength.

Fang Zuo felt his grip weakening, and he urged the wooden scabbard with his mind.

A golden sword light that emerged from the sky instantly broke away from the giant hand and pierced through the cocoon woven with regular silk threads.

Go through the air.

Then he passed through the incense barrier and returned to Fang Zuo's body.

Fang Zuo's eyes suddenly opened and his face turned pale.

This soul was completely consumed, which caused some damage to himself, but the gains were still huge.

Not only did he explore the depth of this kingdom of God, but he also killed one of the ugly and disgusting Japanese Twelve Gods.

Next to the Nascent Soul are a huge amount of incense power and the residual souls of gods, as well as a huge imprint of heaven and earth.

Hiding in the corner.

In the world of Japan’s Kingdom of God.

Several more powerful breaths came in a hurry

"what happened?"

One of the voices said.

"The man who came killed the god Umutaru and then... escaped."

"What do you mean the god Yumutaru died? The murderer actually escaped from your hands?"

Several powerful auras spoke in disbelief, causing the small world to shake continuously.

"Impossible, how could he escape?"

"He had some connection with the human authorities. When they caught him at a critical moment, part of the foundation of the Kingdom of God was shaken for a brief moment, and he escaped."

"Has the foundation of the Kingdom of God been shaken? Could it be connected to the newly appointed Prime Minister of the mortal realm? Immediately issue a divine oracle to investigate the current Prime Minister's background."

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Night fell.

A large speedboat braved the wind and waves and quickly approached the beach of Kunashir Island.