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

Humph.

She curled her lips.

He snorted coldly.

Then he ignored Fang Zuo with an expressionless face.

Go around, turn left and go out.

"Hello." Fang Zuo shouted.

"Baga, flowers are given by suitors." Yingkong Kurumi said coldly: "What's wrong? I don't have anyone chasing me? Let me tell you, the people chasing me line up from Tokyo to Osaka."

"you......"

"What do you mean by 'I'? I'm going on a date with someone now and won't be back tonight." Yingkong Kurumi raised her pretty eyebrows and interrupted, "Do you want to interfere in this too? What gives you the right to interfere? Who are you to me?"

"I......"

"What do you mean? Go with your wife Shiraishi." Yingkong Kurumi said in a disdainful voice, "It's just big breasts, everyone has them, bastard."

After saying that, she puffed out her chest and turned to leave.

"Bridge bean sacks." Fang Zuo said.

Yingkong Kurumi turned around proudly, still expressionless: "Eh~? What do you want to say? You must say that you will not live in the Shiraishi family in the future, otherwise, forget it!"

Fang Zuo sighed: "I just want to say, next time you pretend to make a phone call, turn off your phone's camera."

Yingkong Kurumi's face froze, and she lowered her head to pick up her phone and take a look.

The delicate little face turned red in an instant.

Red dripping blood.

Not only did the phone's camera turn on, but it also turned on the flash.

......

Tokyo airport.

A small private plane landed

An old man dressed in samurai clothes and wearing wooden clogs slowly walked down from the plane.

Two rows of people in black bowed 90 degrees to welcome the old man.

"Soga! Edo, I haven't been here for a long time. You've changed a lot."

The old man raised his wrinkled face and looked around.

"I wonder if these old creatures hiding in the water welcome my arrival."

The big mouth opened, revealing densely packed, serrated teeth.

A half-meter-long red tongue suddenly jumped out of his mouth and swung in the air.

'boom. ’

There was a sonic boom and a lot of saliva dripping.

"I'm so greedy!"

The Fukamon Gate of Sensō-ji Temple and the strongholds of the major Onmyoji families.

They rang the bells one after another.

Chapter 32 [Shikigami: Demon King Shuten-doji] (Collect and read!)

Sakura Kurumi was very angry.

Not only was the camera on my phone turned on, but the flash as well.

It seemed like this man knew from the moment he came in that he was pretending to make a phone call, and he even deliberately watched him finish the performance.

I was so happy that I admired my own excellent acting skills.

This guy just wanted to see himself embarrassed.

Yingsora Kurumi raised her red little face and saw the man grinning and blinking provocatively.

'boom'

Yingkong Kurumi threw her phone aside in anger.

'Boom. '

He kicked the door shut and pulled down the curtains.

It pounced towards Fang Zuo with its fangs and claws bared.

Press him tightly against the wall.

Her pink fists rained down on the man.

"Baka, baka, baka."

"Damn it! I made you laugh at me, I made you laugh at me."

"Still laughing, still laughing."

Fang Zuo let her hit him and put his big hands around her from behind.

Perfectly covers the two peach-shaped buttocks.

Clench your hands tightly.

His ten fingers dug deep into the buttocks.

Yingkong Kurumi shuddered and stopped beating.

He breathed rapidly through his nose and his arms consciously hooked over his left neck.

Standing on tiptoe, she pressed her little mouth hard against it, kissing, biting and licking it.

It took quite some time.

Only then can the reaction of the extremely sensitive physique be exhausted.

Fang Zuo sat on the large office chair, holding Yingkong Kurumi in his arms.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Another button was ripped off his shirt.

His face and chest were a mess.

Except for the large trail of her saliva.

Lip marks, tooth marks, scratches, scratches, pinch marks, bite marks.

It was like entering a wild cat den.

Just a kiss can bring disaster to yourself.

If this is done directly, what will happen?

The back of his big hand rubbed her little face.

"Who sent the flowers?" Fang Zuo asked.

Yingkong Kurumi moaned and moved her little head around to find a more comfortable position.

"Probably Takasuke Chima." She rolled her eyes. "I've almost driven away all the girls in Tokyo who openly pursued me."

"That Kyoto psychic detective?" Fang Zuo remembered him. His nickname was much easier to remember than his real name.

"Soga, the most outstanding generation of the Kyoto Takasuke family, is a famous playboy in Kyoto." Yingkong Kurumi played with the buttons of Fang Zuo's shirt with her small hands. "Last time, the case department invited him over and tried desperately to pursue me."

"Which families are more powerful in Kyoto now?" Fang Zuo asked.

I have to go to Kyoto eventually to get the letter back from the Oda family and find out more about it.

"It's hard to say." Yingkong Kurumi shook her head: "Kyoto is not like Tokyo. Many families are hiding underground."

"The Takasuke family is a relatively prominent one. The elders in the family are also members of the Tokyo Spiritual Dissent Association. The family's inherited Shikigami: Demon King Shuten-doji."

"Is it stronger than your [Shikigami: Kaguya Touma]?" Fang Zuo changed the back of his hand that was stroking her little face to his fingers, feeling the different touch.

"Far surpasses it." Once the conversation got down to business, Sakura Kurumi's expression grew serious. "It's far stronger than the Sakura Clan's [Shikigami: Tang-style Oil-paper Umbrella]."

"Although the major Onmyoji families have many powerful Shikigami hidden underwater, they also experiment and cultivate even more powerful Shikigami."

"But [Shikigami: Demon King Shuten-doji] is considered one of the oldest Shikigami. It has survived many wars and the rise and fall of dozens of families, and has been passed down through generations."

A veteran shikigami?

So this [Shikigami: Demon King Shuten-doji] means the purest ghost?

Rather than that messy experimental product.

This is a great tonic for the broken Nascent Soul.

Fang Zuo was interested now.

Yingkong Walnut's little mouth bit Fang Zuo's chest hard.

"I'll go get rid of these flowers." She stood up and said, "These flies are really annoying. Bakayalu, can't you do something more serious?"

......

After Sakura Kurumi finished dealing with the flowers, she received a call from her boss and had to go to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department for a meeting.

The call was urgent.

She told Fang Zuo not to stay at Shiraishi Nagimitsu's place anymore, and then hurriedly rode away on her Kawasaki motorcycle.

Fang Zuo looked at the time. It was almost time for the appointment he had made with the beautiful cat-girl twin girls.

As we walked out of the Tokyo TV Tower, the night had already darkened a little.

Fang Zuo took a taxi and arrived at Kabukicho in Shinjuku.

It is still the same as usual here, with bright neon lights and numerous girls.

Along the way, he rejected many solicitations from guides and girls, and bought a large piece of strawberry cream cake at the cake shop.

Fang turned left and came to the cat sister's shop.

The lights are dim.

There are no customers in the store.

Stools were also placed on the table.

There was no one inside the counter, only four pink cat ears whispering.

"What should we do, Onai-chan? If we close down, we won't be able to make any money. How are we going to support ourselves? What about all these little Nya?"

"I don't know either. The kids in Fukushima are waiting for us to send them money. I heard they can't fish there anymore."

"Wow! One-chan, I'm so sad. I can't eat strawberry shortcake anymore."

"Baga, eating will be a problem in the future, and you're still thinking about strawberry cream cake."

"Wow! It's all Ona-chan's fault. You ate every last piece."

"Baga, you've already kept it for two days. It's going to go bad if you don't eat it now."

"Is it that people are reluctant to eat it? The money has been sent, and it's rare to buy a piece."

"Hey~~ Aren't we talking about how to make money? Why are we talking about strawberry cream cake again?"

"Really? I forgot. Woohoo, what should we do? How about we become 'clay stick cats'?"

"Eh~~? 'Mud Stick Cat'?"

"Yes, Zhimei-chan makes a lot of money as a 'Clay Stick Cat'. She can afford five, no, ten pieces of strawberry cream cake a day."

"Eh~~? Siguoyi! But how do I make a 'Clay Cat'? I'm so worried!"

boom.

There was a noise on the counter.

The four pink cat ears were startled.