Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 258 She Said She Was Looking for You
Fang Zuo lay in the massage chair with his eyes closed.

This space capsule massage chair, which was custom-made by the Iwasaki family from a Chinese manufacturer, was specially prepared for Hitoshi Iwasaki.

It combines microwave moxibustion and electrode penetrating massage, which can effectively relieve the atrophy of muscles and meridians in his aging body.

Fang Zuo closed his eyes and felt every massage point in the massage chair. There was indeed something there.

It speeds up the flow of qi and blood.

If I had a massage chair like this when I was cultivating my Qi and building my foundation, my Qi circulation would have been much more effective.

It now seems that the improvements and benefits that technology brings to ordinary people are indeed incomparable to cultivation.

High-speed trains, airplanes, and various medical facilities allow ordinary people to truly experience the feelings that only high-level monks have.

But why would Heaven cut off the path of cultivation in this world?

Is it true that the two cannot coexist?
"Sir." Iwasaki Jinto's aging body lay on the marble floor.

He crawled on the ground, not daring to raise his forehead.

The cold floor in late autumn made the old man shiver a little.

For a long time, he has been relying on various high-tech equipment and nutrient solutions to survive.

It was hard for him to even think about dying, but now he felt like he was about to die.

He lay on the ground, while the adult lay in the space capsule where he was supposed to be, with his eyes closed for a long time without saying a word.

He had a fear that he would die here.

As the head of the Iwasaki family, he owns several subsidiaries in the group, and any one of them is one of the Fortune 500 companies.

But he lay on the ground and died of cold in the living room of his own home.

This is too cowardly.

If this news gets out, people will probably laugh to death.

Although he thought so in his heart, Iwasaki Jinto still didn't dare to move.

After hearing Baihuizi's detailed account of what happened.

Iwasaki Hito finally realized how powerful this young-looking man in front of him was.

This young man, who seemed to be from China, killed three people whom he believed to be the most powerful people in the world with just a wave of his hand.

This shows what?
It shows that when he was old, he was finally able to touch the boundaries of this world and he finally knew what this world was like.

At this moment, Iwasaki Jinto felt not only fear but also excitement.

More excitement.

He was so excited that he even wanted to grab a young woman right away, press her down and whip her severely.

Let yourself show off your masculinity which has been gone for more than ten years.

For someone who has been climbing mountains for many years and has been on the top of the mountain for so many years, what can make him so excited?

Of course, a higher mountain suddenly appears.

It was so high that he couldn't see the end even if he looked up.

But it was this mountain that brought him the result that as long as he climbed up, even if he only climbed to the mountainside, he would be able to see all the other mountains.

Hito Iwasaki has been running the Iwasaki family for decades, seizing various opportunities amidst the ever-changing world.

This is what made Mitsubishi Group and its subsidiaries flourish.

Businessmen must stand on the vent and rise straight up
He knew that this was his last and most important chance in his life.

He gritted his teeth, his old body trembling constantly. This man who seemed to be from China was the opportunity for the Iwasaki family and himself.

"Tell me, what can you give in exchange for the lives of your family?" The young man with his eyes closed finally spoke.

"Sir, the Iwasaki family wants to be your loyal dogs." Iwasaki Hitoshi pressed his head to the ground.

"You? You are not qualified." Fang Zuo said lightly.

Iwasaki Jinto felt gloomy, but this result was also one of the results he had expected.

As an old man who has been working in the business world for many years, he already has the results and bottom lines of all negotiations, good or bad, in his mind.

"Sir, we can be Councillor Shiraishi's loyal companions and help her become the Prime Minister of Japan." Iwasaki Hito raised his head and said in a deep voice, "If things go well, she could even serve as Prime Minister of Japan for several terms, or even for a long time."

"Tell me." Fang Zuo said with his eyes closed.

I'm a little interested.

Since the Kingdom of Incense is now being controlled by human power, a prime minister is likely to have a considerable share of the profits.

But he now understood the systems of these countries, and the power of the president and prime minister was far less than that of the emperors of the past.

A big reason is that their time in power is too short. It is considered good if they can serve for four years, and many of them step down after only a year or two.

But it’s different for a long-serving prime minister.

The longer you stay, the more people you will promote, and all important administrative positions will be filled by your own people.

The more people one has, the more stable the ruling position will be.

I heard Fang Zuo was interested.

Iwasaki Hito knew he had made the right bet.

"Excuse me, sir, do you know the rules of operation of Japanese politics now?" Iwasaki Hito said excitedly.

When Fang Zuo heard him speak, he frowned and made a vague grab with his hand.

"Bang, bang, bang!" A bunch of weapons appeared out of nowhere and fell into the hall.

AK47, Barrett sniper rifle, RPG rocket launcher, all fell to the ground.

then.

There was a loud bang.

Even a tactical military vehicle crashed in with a loud noise, and its body smashed straight into the marble floor of the living room, standing next to Iwasaki Hito like a statue, almost crushing him to death.

Iwasaki Jinto was originally lying on the ground, but he was so frightened by the sudden "rain of weapons" that he used all his limbs and rolled to the side.

His face became even paler, his aging heart was beating violently, and he was breathing heavily. He was almost scared to death.

Finding he couldn't breathe, he quickly grabbed the bottle of spray he had with him and wailed while desperately spraying it into his mouth.

These dropped weapons would be contraband in any country with normal order.

And Iwasaki Jinto certainly knew that these were the belongings of several mercenary tactical teams that he had in captivity.

As an ordinary person, but also an ordinary businessman at the top of the pyramid in this world, for him, the greatest evil in this world is that there is a group of people like Onmyoji who are beyond ordinary people.

But fortunately, they could not withstand these weapons.

Ordinary killers can't withstand a few rounds of AK, and the more powerful ones can't withstand a lot of Barrett sniper rifles and RPGs.

Even the evil god, he had seen it in several large-scale occasions when he was young. It just required more powerful firepower and specific ammunition carrying scattering particles.

All fear of the unknown comes from insufficient firepower.

He understood this truth deeply.

But his several tactical teams seemed to have disappeared the moment this man raised his hand.

"I don't have time to listen to your nagging. Don't let it happen again. Just tell me what you think." The man lying in the space capsule massage chair said lightly.

Iwasaki Jinto crawled down again and didn't dare to speak in a questioning tone anymore.

If he was just immersed in the role of the weaker negotiating party, now he just wanted to survive.

"Under Japanese law, the Prime Minister is not elected by a referendum, but rather by a nomination ballot from members of the Diet. However, in practice, the Prime Minister is usually the leader of the party that holds the majority of seats in the Diet, making the leader of the majority party the natural choice for the position." Iwasaki Hito said honestly, his head resting on the ground.

"It makes no sense for a political party not to elect its own leader as prime minister. This is how it has always been throughout history: either the leader of the party with the majority of MPs governs, or a coalition of parties with a minority of MPs governs."

"However, some unexpected events occurred this year. Due to the frequent black money scandals among Japanese political parties, coupled with the incumbent Prime Minister Shigeru's hasty dissolution of parliament without any warning, there have been significant fluctuations in the number of seats held by political parties."

Iwasaki Jinto heard Fang Zuo was silent, wondering if he could understand how these things worked, so he explained in detail: "Due to these unexpected events, many members of parliament have withdrawn from their original parties. And our Iwasaki family has controlled many members of parliament from various political parties over the years."

"If this were the situation in the past, these lawmakers fighting on their own wouldn't have made much of a difference. But now, with the exception of Abe Nosuke, who has absolute appeal within her own party, the other political parties are all in disarray."

"I am confident that with Congressman Shiraishi's popular appeal and the members of Congress that our family currently controls, after completely reorganizing the new party, we will be able to capture a large portion of the parliamentary power."

Iwasaki Hito's previously cloudy eyes now gleamed with an intense light, and a flush of excitement appeared on his pale face. "If this goes well, we can definitely elevate Councillor Shiraishi to the position of Prime Minister, and hopefully we'll become the new largest political party."

"Once the party becomes an absolutely dominant and invincible party, then the prime ministership will be within the grasp of Mr. Shiraishi, at least for a few terms."

"Sir, this is the purpose of our Iwasaki family's existence. It's more than just a chance to be prime minister. Given our status as a Japanese chaebol, a single term as prime minister wouldn't be enough for us." Iwasaki Hito raised his head, his body brimming with energy, as if returning to his youth. "The Iwasaki family is willing to be Councillor Shiraishi's loyal servant, and follow him to new heights."

But even though he expressed his loyalty so passionately, the man remained indifferent.

Fang Zuoze didn't know what he was thinking about, and suddenly asked, "Why do you have this idea?"

Iwasaki Jinto was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know if you believe it, my Lord, but I do believe it. Our Iwasaki family has supported many talented people from all over the world, and we have good relations with all major religions."

"Over the years, I've heard some rumors through them, and I don't know whether they're true or not."

Iwasaki Hito paused and continued, "The Third War is coming soon. The world will undergo unprecedented changes, not only in the national landscape, but also in the entire world."

"If this is really the case, the easiest way for a family to continue is to rely on and support a strong person."

"Otherwise, we will just become dust in the flames of war."

There was silence in the hall.

Your family should stay and take a look first." A faint voice said.

Iwasaki Hito looked up in surprise, but the young man in the space capsule had disappeared.

"I'll have Shiraishi Nagimitsu contact you."

The last sentence reached Iwasaki Jinto's ears, which calmed his uneasy heart.

Iwasaki Jinto crawled on the ground for a long time and didn't dare to get up. He waited until he was sure that everyone had left before he struggled to stand up.

He used his hands and feet to climb into the space capsule massage chair, took off the oxygen mask next to him, and breathed deeply.

In the next room, Baihuizi also struggled to get up.

The deepest wound caused her pain but also left a lingering numbness.

It's all worth it.

The electric shock almost scared her to death, and she only regained some consciousness just now.

Fortunately, the Onmyoji's physical condition recovered quickly, and she managed to put on her clothes.

She dragged her body to the next room, trembling with every step.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the owner of the house lying safely in the space capsule massage chair, breathing oxygen.

It means that the owner of the house has already talked to him.

It also means that there will be another chance for him and me.

If she wasn't afraid of the man's anger, Bai Huizi would have wanted to go to Shiraishi Nagimitsu immediately, change into other sexy clothes, and lie on the edge of the bed again.

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The ancient country of Izumo.

"Miyagi Mukako, you are so brave! You actually dare to demolish the statue of Izanami?" Several elders from the ancient country of Izumo, led by an old man in a samurai robe, stood in front of Miyagi Mukako.

This shrine maiden of theirs, who had been out on a mission for such a long time, suddenly returned to the ancient country of Izumo.

But when she appeared in front of these old guys, she seemed a little out of place here.

In the past, she wore a kimono, always had a gloomy face, and had long black hair draped over her shoulders. Sometimes it was even difficult to see her expression clearly.

Now she is wearing a pink Chanel jacket and carrying a limited edition Hermès platinum bag, which is worth a lot of money. She is dressed like a typical rich girl.

She was wearing a JK short skirt.

Like a high school girl.

Black Parisian World stockings and leather shoes.

The lines of her slender legs were fully displayed. At the same time, her fair face, though still cold, lost its deadness and instead had a faint blush that had never appeared in the ancient country of Izumo.

This modern outfit from a big brand makes the old people look both eccentric and rebellious.

The first thing she did when she returned here was to call a meeting of the family elders and announce the demolition of the statue of Izanami.

This made the elders panic, and they stood up and accused Miyagi Xiangzi.

"Izanami is dead," Miyagi Mukai said coldly. "I tell you straight out, she was killed by my master. From now on, there is no Izanami in the ancient country of Izumo, only my master."

"That's absurd and audacious! How could Izanami just disappear like that?" the elder in samurai robes scoffed, "Miko, have you gone mad?"

"Oh? Then why didn't the goddess Izanami appear to punish me?" Miyagi Xiangzi waved his hand gently.

A black mist crashed into the giant statue of God Izanami in the temple.

'boom.'

The statue collapsed with a loud noise, breaking into broken pieces of stone.

The family elders and the old elders looked at each other in bewilderment.

The goddess Izanami knows everything that happens in the temple.

But at this moment, her statue had been pushed down and she had not appeared yet.

Could it be that what Miyagi Mukaiko said was true?

Is Izanami really dead?

The current facts leave them no choice but to believe it.

Strange emotions arose in these people's hearts.

Here, the goddess Izanami is the sky and the earth, and the life and death of all people are in her hands.

but now.

If she really died, does that mean that I can
Everyone's heart was filled with joy.

"Even though Izanami is gone, we are the ones who have the final say here." The elder in samurai robes was the first to jump out. "Where is your master? Let him come out."

"You have no right to inquire about my master's whereabouts." Gongcheng Xiangzi sneered, "I only have one thing to say: Submit to my master, otherwise, die!"

After saying that, he threw his hand.

A ball of black gas was thrown into the air by Miyagi Xiangzi.

In the dark air, a pair of shiny black shackles emitted a black light and covered the old man in a warrior robe.

A chain flew out from the light and restrained the person as if it were a real object.

The old man sneered, formed seals with his hands, and flew up a black mist barrier to block in front of his body.

In his opinion, all of Miyagi Xiangzi's soul techniques were taught by them. Although he could not understand this soul technique now, it was ultimately released by her.

What power can it have?

But the chain seemed to have no resistance at all, and it went straight through the black barrier and hit the old man.

These elders, each with their own thoughts, looked at the strange scene in the temple with horror on their faces.

Looking at the chain with black light, it was like a hook, hooking out a faint soul from the old man's body.

Then a flash of light appeared and it enveloped the soul's head.

Then he pulled the soul over with a sudden tug and locked it up tightly.

Miyagi Xiangzi sneered and pointed his finger.

The chain emitted black thorns that pierced into the locked soul.

The soul struggled violently in an instant.

The old man's motionless body let out a horrible scream, and he fell down with blood gushing from all his orifices.

Bright red blood flowed out continuously.

The whole person just trembled and then died.

"Who else?" Gongcheng Xiangzi looked at everyone coldly: "Who else does not obey my master?"

Seeing that this elder with the greatest strength could not even hold on for a few seconds, he was mysteriously killed by the chain, his soul annihilated.

Everyone shuddered and dared not speak.

Miyagi Xiangzi swept his sharp eyes over the crowd and pointed at the shackles in the air again.

The shackles released dozens of chains, indiscriminately restraining these elders and veterans.

As expected, it penetrated all the defensive soul techniques they released and locked up their souls.

Miyagi Xiangzi looked at these people screaming without a trace of pity in her eyes.

Ignoring their wailing, he walked to the fountain in the temple, scooped up some water, and washed his hands.

As if trying to wash away the non-existent bloodstains.

Growing up in the ancient country of Izumo, he has seen countless ghosts.

For her, life is death and death is life.

It wasn't until she met Rena Morisawa that she realized there were so many things she could do in life.

Then she met her master, who made her realize that women could have such supreme pleasure.

Miyagi Mukoko looked at herself in the pool.

This stunning little face is her true appearance.

Izumo was originally named because it is home to many beautiful women.

I don’t know when I can let my master see my face.

I don’t know if he likes this face of his.

Miyagi Mukoko stroked her face, and her smiling face suddenly turned cold.

Turn around suddenly.

Collect some of the souls of these elders and old men who are constantly wailing.

"From now on, I tell you to live, and you will live. I tell you to die, and you will die." Miyagi Mukoko sneered and said, "Now tear down all the statues of Izanami and replace them with statues of my master. From now on, the millions of people in the ancient country of Izumo will only be allowed to worship my master. Do it immediately."

Fang Zuo walked out of the Iwasaki family's villa.

The head of the Iwasaki family does have some abilities, but his physical limitations prevent him from being an ordinary person. However, what he does is not ordinary.

Suddenly, a black light shot out from the horizon.

It flew diagonally over his head.

Fang Zuo looked at the direction and saw that it was shot from the ancient country of Izumo.

Could it be that something went wrong when Miyagi Mukako went to recapture the ancient kingdom of Izumo?
I threw a pair of shackles from hell to her, even though they were just broken objects.

However, this kind of magic weapon used in the underworld to torture and restrain ghosts, even if it is only used by ordinary ghost officials, when used on the Yin-Yang masters who practice ghost cultivation in the ancient country of Izumo, it is like a father beating his son, which is unreasonable.

No matter what kind of soul magic you have, I will detain you all.

It's simply a crushing existence.

What's more, Miyagi Mukoko was originally a shrine maiden from the ancient country of Izumo, and was extremely familiar with everything there.

For her, these should be easy things to do.

But what is this black light?
Fang Zuo was doubtful and released his spiritual power, which had recovered a lot, to investigate the rapidly rising black light.

A voice was heard from high in the sky.

"Fuck! Can't I just not take it? Can I just chop it off?"

A young man in a T-shirt and jeans was cursing loudly and was wrapped in black light and flew into the sky.

In his hand was the Book of Life and Death that he had given up in the Hall of Yama.

No matter how hard you try, you can't get rid of it.

A black hole appeared in the space of the night sky.

The Book of Life and Death turned into black light and carried the young man into the black hole, disappearing.

After a period of space fluctuations.

The entire night sky returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

As expected, there was something fishy about the Book of Life and Death. Once taken, there would be serious consequences waiting to be resolved.

Fang Zuo sighed and hoped that the young man who was also from China would have good luck.

Inside the basement laboratory of Tokyo Women's University.

Zhou Yuanyan looked at Fang Zuo's arrival with a relieved smile on his face. Before Fang Zuo could describe his experience in the small world, he hurriedly said, "Hurry up, help me."

Fang Zuo was stunned and was dragged into the inner room by Zhou Yuanyan.

The thick alloy of the room where the Daughter of the First God was imprisoned was full of dents from being hammered.

"What is this?" Fang Zuo looked at the woman in the room in surprise.

"She did it." Zhou Yuanyan smiled bitterly, "She's been in a very bad temper lately."

Fang Zuo pointed at the picture on the monitor.

The woman was applying lipstick and didn't look irritable at all.

"It hasn't started yet. She's been doing this over and over again these past few days."

"Are you tired of shutting down?" Fang Zuo asked

After all, no one can stand being locked up here all the time.

"No." Zhou Yuanyan had a strange look on his face: "She wants to see you."

"What do you want from me?" Fang Zuo felt something was wrong.

"Let me make it clear first. If I tell you, you can't hit me, and you can't destroy this laboratory." Zhou Yuanyan said hesitantly.

"It's none of my business." Fang Zuo turned around and was about to leave.

"Oh~~No, no, no, I'll tell you, I'll tell you." Zhou Yuanyan swallowed.

He pointed to a man and a woman who were transformed into beasts in the glass cover next to them.

The man is riding on the woman.

"What do you mean?" Fang Zuo said with a cold face.

"She said she wanted to mate with you," Zhou Yuanyan said with a sad face. "These are her exact words. I didn't change a single word."

Tokyo at night.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu held Minamigawa Keiko's hand and walked on the colorful streets of Shibuya, where the signboards were lit up.

Mei Shiraishi followed beside.

A woman dressed in a black suit and tie, dressed in a neutral style, stood on the roof of an apartment building, looking coldly at the three people walking below.

Only her stunning face and the white insteps of her feet, wrapped in transparent black silk stockings, gave her a touch of feminine charm.

The autumn wind blew her black hair which just reached her shoulders.

The pupils on the delicate little face turned red.

Ten fingers as thin as jade shoots were painted with bright red nail polish.

On the nails, ten red rays of light flickered continuously.

To her, all the people hurrying on the streets were prey.

Just like livestock.

(End of this chapter)