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

This is a bit too loud...

Chapter 301: The collective 'annihilation' of the Peninsula Girls Group

It's getting late.

Yokota Air Base in the Tama area of ​​Tokyo, Japan.

A beautiful woman in a black dress got out of the car.

Long curly brown hair, deep facial features and European and American makeup.

The black hollow dress was embroidered with various exquisite patterns and fit tightly against the woman's body.

However, her petite figure of 1 meters has a convex yet smooth S-shaped curve.

Wearing fish-mouth high heels, revealing her toes painted with bright red nail polish.

Two plump buttocks wrapped in the dress.

The high heels kept shaking as she stepped out of the car.

"Ms. Demi Blackrock, welcome to the base. I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

Demi Black turned her head and saw a white man in a general's uniform walking towards her.

It was Air Force Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp, the commander-in-chief of the base.

"What's going on in Tokyo lately? Just now, a beautiful criminal lawyer came, and now a beautiful entrepreneur..." Lieutenant General of the Air Force Ricky Rupp walked forward and saluted casually: "Come to think of it, our two families are somewhat related..."

"Thank you for your welcome, Air Force Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp. I think... I'm not late." Demi Blackrock said with a smile.

"No, the meeting hasn't started yet..." Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp spread his hands and said, "Even if it did, as the representative of the consortium that owns Lockheed Martin, we can't do without you..."

"Speaking of which, have you seen the details of this emergency?"

"Yes, Mr. Lieutenant General... I looked at the pictures and news in the car... and also asked for the opinions of the engineers in the company." Demi Blackrock nodded.

"Do you think this is true?" Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp asked with a frown.

"I believe it's true...even though the picture is blurry...it has everything it needs, and the company's engineers have all given a positive answer." Demi Blackrock nodded.

"Oh... Let's go in." Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp sighed: "The meeting is about to begin..."

This is a video conference from the military in Washington.

Except for a few top generals, the rest of the military are air force generals.

Rich Rupp, as the record holder for the longest flight hours in the United States and the most important commander of the US military stationed in Japan in the Asia-Pacific region, is of course indispensable.

The other parties were representatives of Lockheed Martin and Boeing.

After the meeting.

Ricky Rupp crossed his legs dejectedly on his desk.

He lit a cigar, looked confused, and didn't say a word for a long time.

Demi Black was walking around with her cell phone, constantly making calls.

"General...is that really a sixth-generation fighter?" The major assistant next to him asked cautiously, holding the meeting minutes book.

"That's right, Major! Not only the appearance, but the other party didn't even retract the landing gear. This is the mark of a test aircraft, it can't be faked..." Ricky Lupp closed his eyes:

"In 1997, when the F22 took off for the first time, I was the pilot... I was still very young at the time..."

"And the eyes of the world are focused on the F-22 I am flying..."

"Major, I still can't forget that feeling. It was as if the whole world was at my feet..."

"But now, our sixth-generation aircraft development has been declared a complete failure, and the other side has actually reported on the test flight of the sixth-generation fighter..."

"The world is changing so fast, so fast that I haven't adapted yet..."

Richie Lupp opened his eyes and took a deep drag on his cigar: "If this news gets out, it will be a blow to the entire American army... Major!"

"Even our air force base...even though there are so many F35s parked here..."

"What about our B-21, General? Isn't it said to be the closest to a sixth-generation fighter?" The major's assistant said, "Perhaps we can declare that the B-21 is a sixth-generation fighter. We are still ahead in this race... General!"

Richie Lupp suddenly raised his head and looked at the major's assistant in surprise.

"what are you talking about?"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, General!" The major's assistant lowered his head.

"No, Major, you're absolutely right. You're a damn genius! Your IQ must be a damn 160, Major!" Ricky Rupp shook his cigar violently, pulled out one and threw it at the other man: "I'm going to call Washington right now..."

At this time.

Demi Blackrock hung up the phone and walked over. "I have bad news for you, Mr. Lieutenant General. Our latest order for DJI aircraft has been intercepted by another Japanese company."

"What?" Ricky Lupp stood up, tapped his cigar on the ashtray, and said sternly, "This is really unpleasant news, Ms. Demi Blackrock. Which company is so bold as to intercept your order?"

"It's Mikami Yuya from the Mikami family, Lieutenant General..." Demi Blackrock said coldly, "This woman looks like she wants revenge on me..."

"It needs to be done quickly...Ms. Demi Blackrock." Ricky Lupp frowned and said, "This is not a small order, and we have a delivery time agreement with the military..."

"It's just a business that's trying to make money by changing its cover. We can't let the public and Congress focus on this matter..."

"I understand, Mr. Lieutenant General..." Demi Blackrock nodded.

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In a luxurious villa in Tokyo.

Shinjiro Koizumi walked into the villa drunk.

His black suit hung on his shoulders, his white shirt was torn to pieces, and his face was covered with lipstick marks.

"Stop." A stern voice stopped him.

Junichiro Koizumi walked out and said: "You bastard, why are you doing this again? If you are photographed by reporters, your poll numbers will drop..."

"Yes, father..." Koizumi Shinjiro tugged at his tie impatiently: "I know what to do..."

"You know shit! If you knew, you shouldn't have gone to these places where they're easily photographed. If you knew, Shiraishi Nagimitsu wouldn't have been the center of attention at the symposium a few days ago..." Junichiro Koizumi frowned, looking at his son who he felt so disappointed with.

"That's a symposium, not a debate. What you need to do is to let the public get to know you more clearly...not..."

"I know..." Shinjiro Koizumi threw his suit on his back, interrupted his father's lecture, and was about to walk into the house.

"Stop right there!" Junichiro Koizumi shouted at Shinjiro Koizumi to stop.

Walk towards the son who was called by him.

He raised his index finger and jabbed it hard at Koizumi Shinjiro's head, saying sternly, "Who do you think you are? You are in this situation only because you are my son, Junichiro Koizumi."

"Even a dog can become famous because of me....you useless guy."

"I'm warning you, Shinjiro, if you fail in this presidential election, I will deprive you of your status as heir..."

"You can't give birth, but I can!!"

"I will find a woman to give birth to a brother for you. The political career of the Koizumi family cannot be ruined by a loser like you..."

Shinjiro Koizumi's head was constantly poked by his father's fingers.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

I let my father do whatever he wanted without moving.

"Also, Yamei is your wife. Don't hit her at every turn." Junichiro Koizumi said in a deep voice: "If the reporters outside knew that you abused your wife, your political career would be over..."

After saying that, he snorted coldly and turned away.

Shinjiro Koizumi stayed there for a while, then picked up his suit, returned to his room, and kicked open the bedroom door.

Sitting on the sofa thinking about what my father said.

This bitch, it seems she didn’t fight enough!!

You even dare to complain to your father!

He raised his whip, turned and walked towards the other house.

Over the years, the two have lived separately.

Asami Takigawa always slept in a small house in the back garden.

He walked past the potted plants that his wife had carefully cultivated and arrived in front of the house.

Shinjiro Koizumi, who was furious, walked to the door and suddenly heard miserable crying from inside.

He was stunned.

Suspiciously, he gently pushed open the half-open door.

He saw his wife, Asami Takigawa, wearing a transparent lace top, lying on the bed crying.

The slender curves of her back and the white arms in the see-through lace top calmed his anger a lot.

Despite being drunk and having been teased by the women in the nightclub all night, his heart was extremely hot.

but.

But the body was cold.

How sad!

Shinjiro Koizumi took a deep breath.

He married her precisely because of her beauty, but every time he faced her, he was reminded of his own physical weakness.

Is there anything more frustrating for a man than failure? !

This feeling of humiliation made Shinjiro Koizumi prefer to spend money in a nightclub rather than touch his wife at all.

He even refused to appear in front of Takigawa Asami!!

It's like a child looking at his favorite toy in the window, but never being able to touch it!!

why!

Why do I have the best academic qualifications, handsome face, and first-class family background?

But it just doesn't work in this aspect!

"Why are you crying!!" Koizumi Shinjiro said in a deep voice.

"Ah, no, nothing!!" Takigawa Asami quickly stood up and wiped her tears: "I just... I just felt a little sad after watching the TV series..."

"Shinjiro, are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat..."

When Shinjiro Koizumi heard Takigawa Asami say she would cook for him, his anger subsided a little.

Why....

Why can't I...

"You're lying!!" Koizumi Shinjiro said, "Although we've been separated, from what I know about you, you wouldn't cry like this even if you were sad on a TV show..."

"Really not, it's just because of the TV series, not because of anything else..." Takigawa Asami kept shaking her head.

"Are you going to tell the truth or not..." Koizumi Shinjiro picked up the whip and slowly approached...

This strange behavior of his wife made Shinjiro Koizumi increasingly suspicious...

Could it be...

Shinjiro Koizumi suddenly felt as if there was a grassland above his head.

If there's anything more humiliating than a man being incompetent, it's his wife cheating on him...

Seeing Koizumi Shinjiro approaching, Takigawa Masami hurriedly retreated to the corner.

While retreating, the little hand slowly reached for the phone...

Shinjiro Koizumi's attention instantly shifted to his wife's mobile phone.

Could it be that my guess is true?

He quickly jumped up and grabbed the phone...

Quickly enter the password to open the phone.

"No...no..." Takigawa Asami didn't bother to step back and quickly stepped forward to grab the phone.