Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 266 A New Sister
"When did you find out?"

Fang Zuo watched Feng Dielian's delicate little pearls falling one by one.

She pursed her red lips, feeling very aggrieved.

"Pa" Fang Zuo slapped the thin buttocks wrapped in flesh-colored stockings.

"I noticed it on the first day." Fang Zuo leaned close to her ear and said, "You copied her face, but how can you copy her figure? Even if the height and chest are similar, the texture of her skin is different."

"Ah~~! You you you" Feng Dielian moaned softly when she was beaten, her little face flushed with shame.

In the past, I wore the mask of an artist and could deceive myself by thinking that I was pretending to be Sakura Kurumi.

Accompany Fang Zuo to do all kinds of extremely embarrassing things.

No matter what shameful actions or humiliating words, he said them without any scruples.

But now thinking back, she just wanted to find a crack to crawl into.

Will he think that I am that kind of woman?
Feng Dielian's face and chest flushed red, making her already lipstick-coated red lips even more vibrant.

Tiny beads of sweat appeared all over my body due to tension.

Even though her snow-white skin was covered in flesh-colored hip-wrapped stockings, it looked unusually red under the light.

The flushed skin and flesh-colored stockings blend together, bringing a unique charm and sexiness.

"That means..." Feng Dielian's little head instantly became filled with blood.

All the actions and words that had been prepared were completely thrown away.

Ashiya Michisan pressed harder and harder.

This finally made her make a decision.

tonight.

She made up her mind to face him honestly and confess everything.

As for what the man decides to do, even if it means killing himself, he will accept it calmly.

But I didn't expect that the man knew everything I did.

Now that you know, why
"Then why..." Feng Dielian hadn't finished speaking.

The masculine scent hit her face, and her red lips were blocked by the man.

"Let's talk about it later. Now is not the time to talk about things." Fang Zuo hugged Feng Dielian in his arms, supporting her back with one hand.
His left hand stroked her smooth back, feeling the delicate texture of her skin.

My right hand feels the softness and elasticity of the stockings

light.

The room felt as if a typhoon had swept through it.

a mess.

Feng Dielian opened her red lips, so tired that she didn't even want to move her fingers.

The breath was as fragrant as orchid, blowing on the man's chest.

Like a kitten.

Her black hair was wet with sweat, and her cheeks were still flushed.

Fang Zuo patted her smooth back considerately.

"Yes, I know everything." Fang Zuo nodded. "Yakura Sora Kurumi told me everything about your background."

"Don't worry, I'm here."

The words "I am here" made Feng Dielian's eyes red.

I felt like everything was lifted off my shoulders.

Maybe, I can be a little more selfish and live more for myself.

He managed to stand up with his hands and kissed her.

"Then what about our business?" Feng Dielian still had something in her heart that she couldn't let go of.

She really didn't want this to destroy the relationship and tacit understanding that she and Sakura Kurumi had worked so hard to build.

"She doesn't know this, I didn't tell her." Fang Zuo asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"

"I'll confess to her tomorrow." Feng Dielian shrank her head and rubbed her face against the man's chest.

The touch of her skin made her reluctant to leave.

"Whether she hits me or scolds me, I will accept it. Anyway, I won't compete with her for you. You belong to her. I just hope..." Feng Dielian's eyes turned red, and another small pearl fell and dripped onto the man's chest.

She quickly wiped it away with her little hand and continued, "I just hope you can come and see me once in a while."

"That won't work." Fang Zuo shook his head.

Feng Dielian felt a chill in her heart, her face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Then we won't meet again in the future."

"That's even worse." The man shook his head again.

Feng Dielian looked up at the man in confusion.

"Let's go together." The man waved his hand and lifted Feng Dielian up again with both hands.

"Ah, I really can't take it anymore." Feng Dielian's face was half frightened and half expectant.

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Inside Tokyo Ariake Arena.

There were crowds of people and the stands were packed.

Unlike before, all the faces here are from Japan.

The people here today are filled with people of all colors from all over the world.

The World Boxing King Tournament, Asia Division will be held in Tokyo in a few days.

Asia has the most places with 4, which has led most of the world's players to go to Tokyo to see if they can get a place.

As the host country, Japan, the two champions of Kanto and Kansai automatically enter the Asian top 16 and then compete for the top 4 places.

Inside the gladiatorial cage.

A black boxer covered in muscles stares intently at his opponent's punches.

He is a talented boxer from an African tribe, his hands wrapped with a mysterious vine given to him by the tribal wizard.

These vines can greatly enhance his endurance.

A bright round moon suddenly rose in his pupils, and then this huge moon quickly disappeared into a black hole, and finally became a gravitational singularity.

Then the singularity disappears.

A petite pink fist, soft and weak, even with manicure.

It just appeared in his pupils.

The fist grew rapidly, not even giving him time to think.

The fighting spirit of the fist enveloped his entire body of energy and blood, and the power blocked all his directions of escape.

The black boxer reacted quickly, raising his arms and crossing them to try to block the punch.

But this seemingly soft pink fist and brightly colored nail polish bring out a strange glow.

Hit his arms.

There was a loud bang.

The white man was hit hard by the force of the punch on the gladiator cage made of special metal.

The boxer's arms were broken and he was wailing in pain on the ground.

The owner of the pink fist slowly retracted his fist, turned around and opened the door of the fighting cage.

Leave and go
"Master." The mistress who had returned from leave with Jin Meiting stood beside Zhang Benhe obediently.

He looked at the audience who were roaring and shouting, "Now that Nagano Rei has done this, they've seen all of her special moves."

Zhang Benhe hasn't spoken yet.

A young monk nearby said with disdain, "Just watch, so what? A true fighter wouldn't be afraid of that."

Xiao San glanced at the young monk named Erlong, rolled his eyes, and didn't want to talk to him.

This Shaolin monk who also came to participate in the competition has a very high seniority in the entire Buddhist community in the country.

Apart from being respectful towards Zhang Benhe, he was quite arrogant and had been ordering his brothers around these days.

It was annoying for Xiao San, Xiao Wu and his fellow disciples to just look at the Second Dragon.

Zhang Benhe ignored the two juniors behind him.

He looked at Nagano Rei, only to see her walking into the inner room with her head lowered, like a zombie.

After the fist fight, even his steps seemed stiff, and his small figure seemed extremely lonely and desolate.

It seemed as if she was the one who lost.

"She has been very sad recently because of Master Fang's disappearance, so it would be good for her to vent." Zhang Benhe sighed.

"Master, do you think Master Fang can do it?" Xiao San said after hesitating for a while.

"Shut up." Zhang Benhe interrupted Xiao San's words, "Master Fang will be fine. You have never been with Master Fang before, so you don't know what he has been through."

Master Fang?

Erlong was listening at the side, looking a little surprised. It was the first time he heard Senior Brother Zhang address someone else with such respect.

Senior Brother Zhang, a lay disciple from the Buddhist sect, entered the Taoist path through martial arts.

His cultivation has reached the level of a high-level cultivator.

He never thought there was someone he could be so respectful to.

Inside the practice field.

'Boom, boom, boom' loud noises continued to be heard.

Rei Nagano had just finished her competition. She was wearing a gray T-shirt that revealed half of her waist and was frantically hitting the alloy target in front of her.

Strands of wet hair stuck to her chest and forehead.

Sweat soaked the gray T-shirt fabric into black.

The alloy target was covered with pits.

The gladiators nearby hid aside and did not dare to come forward to provoke him.

This little woman has been boxing like a madman these days, desperately.

The black boxer who came forward to provoke today was lucky enough not to be killed.

A famous European boxer who had arrived here a few days earlier to prepare for the fight was not afraid of death and came up to tease him.

Then, with Nagano Rei's faint "one-on-one challenge", they entered the corner cage.

The result was that the white man's fists were bruised all over by Rei Nagano in the cage.

Many bones in the body were broken.

The audience exclaimed continuously.

You should know that this boxer is said to be the number one gladiator of the European Brotherhood of Steel and is a seeded player with great hope of getting qualifying spots from various continents.

As a result, after the two started fighting, the woman didn't even give the other person a chance to test the waters, and immediately used her ultimate move.

Unfortunately, the boxer was knocked away while he was still gathering his energy, and his body was hit by dozens of punches from Nagano Rei while he was in the air.

The whole person was hit by Nagano Rei's pair of pink fists flying rapidly in the air. The force was like a gun shooting at a bird, and he flew in the sky for a long time before falling down.

After falling, the body was twisted beyond recognition.

If Zhang Benhe had not stopped him, he would have been beaten to death in the fighting cage.

For a while.

Fighters all over the world know this little Ryukyu girl named Nagano Rei.

This woman has a small body and her punches leave no trace.

But her qi and blood power was so strong that when she released her ultimate move, a bright moon appeared in the sky, and then annihilated into a singularity. In the end, all the energy was in her fist.

The power is indeed astonishing.

It's hard to tell where this trick came from, but I heard he figured it out on his own.

At this age, he has realized the profound meaning.
This talent.
It put all the boxers present to shame.

Nagano Rei's recent record of 21 wins in single combat matches has made all the gladiators afraid to talk to her casually.

Everyone knows that this woman, who becomes more and more beautiful the more you look at her, has a very bad temper.

Now she treats everyone she catches as the murderer of her father, and will challenge them to a duel if they disagree.

Master, where have you been? Are you okay?

Nagano Rei punched the alloy target frantically.

I silently recited Fang Zuo's name in my heart.

Uncle Zhang said you will be fine, but I am still very worried about you.

Please show up soon and reply to my message. Nagano Rei's punches were getting faster and faster.

The mind moves the whole body, and qi and blood flow through it.

Nagano Rei's mind went blank, and everyone around her noticed that she was not in good condition.

"That's not how you practice boxing."

Following a faint voice, a hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Looking for death." Nagano Rei came back to her senses instantly. There were still people who were not afraid of death and dared to harass her.

She punched back viciously.

A big warm hand wrapped around my fist.

"Ouch, so fierce!!!" a familiar voice came.

Nagano Rei's body trembled violently.
As if he couldn't believe it, he was afraid that when he looked back, it was all an illusion.

She walked into the lounge step by step with her arms hanging down and her head lowered.

"Oh, if you ignore me, I'll leave." Fang Zuo shrugged. It seemed that he was being too sentimental.

The words have not yet fallen.

A petite body slammed into his arms with great force.

"Wuwuwu! Master! You are so mean! I am sweating all over! Why are you back at this hour? Wuwuwu!!"

Nagano Rei cried very sadly, tears kept flowing down her fair face.

My whole body was shaking.

Tiny beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and the excitement drained all the strength in her body.

"You haven't come for a long time." Nagano Rei sobbed, "I thought you didn't want me anymore. Wuuuu!!"

Fang Zuo rolled his eyes, as if he had never wanted her.

The crying sound suddenly stopped.

Nagano Rei stopped sobbing and, as if she had discovered something, left Fang Zuo's arms, looked at her wet T-shirt, and put her nose close to the sweat stains and smelled them.

With a cry of "Wow", she cried even more sadly.

it stink! ! !
The master smelled it all!!

Fang Zuo patted Nagano Rei's little head and looked her up and down. Why did he feel like something was wrong?
How come a pair of full curves became flat?

Nagano Rei, with her eyes blurred, saw Fang Zuo looking at her, moved closer and opened the collar of her T-shirt.

A faint smell of sweat and milk rushed out.

All I saw was a tight bra restraining these originally active curves.

"It's inconvenient to box if not like this." Nagano Rei said with a sob.

Fang Zuo was about to speak when someone suddenly interrupted from behind.

"Master Fang, you are really here."

A trembling and old voice came from behind.

Fang Zuo looked back.

An elderly monk in monk's robes was looking at him in disbelief.

When the old monk saw Fang Zuo turn his head and confirmed his appearance, he was so frightened that he trembled all over and quickly fell to the ground.

"Greetings, Master Fang." The old monk prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly: "Long time no see."

Erlong beside him was so scared that he didn't know what to do.

Master, what's going on?
Is this young man Master Fang?
The interior of the arena.

Fang Zuo sat on the cushion.

Zhang Benhe and the old monk prostrated themselves in front of Fang Zuo respectfully.

Erlong and Xiaosan followed and knelt behind.

Nagano Rei stood beside Fang Zuo. She quickly took a shower and changed into clean clothes. She hung a large towel around her neck and sniffed her body from time to time to see if there was any sour smell on it.

Fang Zuo had no expression on his face.

But Zhang Benhe and the old monk could feel his anger.

They trembled, looked at each other, and dared not speak.

"Tell me first, how did she know I was in Japan?" Fang Zuo asked Zhang Benhe indifferently.

"This..." Zhang Benhe hesitated for a moment, then sighed and said, "My second junior brother ran back to Europe and told my third junior brother in Europe about Master Fang's situation in Tokyo."

"Third Junior Brother has admired Master Fang for a long time and has always regarded Master Fang as an idol. He spread this matter back to China, so she knew about it."

"Did she say anything?" Fang Zuo asked.

"She asked you to do something for her." Zhang Benhe took out a letter and handed it to Fang Zuo.

Fang Zuo took it, tore open the envelope and took out the letter.

Written in elegant handwriting on it were the words: "You son of a bitch, you failed, didn't you? You deserved it!! Who told you to abandon me? If you can get me this thing in Japan, I'll forgive you a little, just a little."

Below were written a bunch of professional instruments that Fang Zuo couldn't understand.

Fang Zuo put the letter away and said to the old monk, "You can tell me your story now."

"Has your Buddhist sect fallen to this level? Are you so short of money? All the longevity deeds of thirteen temples in the country were actually bought by a Japanese man."

"It was all handled by the deacons of the various temples. The sums they paid were enormous. By the time we found out, it was too late." The old monk looked embarrassed. "Now there's a lot of shouting and cursing. We know we were wrong."

"Master Fang, please help us this time considering your connection with Buddhism." The old monk pleaded.

"Where can I find someone for you in Japan? I'm a monk, not an internet-connected camera." Fang Zuo said expressionlessly.

"Originally, I asked Junior Brother Zhang to help, but he has limited connections and hasn't been able to find Master Fang yet. I heard from someone that Master Fang is here, so I had no choice but to take advantage of this Sino-Japanese Buddhist cultural exchange and come here." The old monk said with a smile, "Master Fang is well-known in China for his connections and methods. I'm sure that in Japan, this will be a piece of cake for Master Fang."

Fang Zuo pondered for a moment.

"Okay, but there's a condition. I want a clay statue of Acala handed down from the White Horse Temple," Fang Zuo said.

"Ah, this." The old monk raised his head and looked at Fang Zuo in surprise, then lowered his head hesitantly.

"Come on, I'm not afraid to tell you, those big shots above us are nowhere to be found, the Heaven Palace is empty, that's why I failed. Go back and ask those old guys in the Buddhist sect, they should have noticed something too." Fang Zuo said coldly:
"The incense offerings from China are probably being collected very slowly right now. The incense offerings from Buddhism and Taoism in Japan have all dissipated."

"I don't know what those big shots are doing out there right now, and they probably won't be coming back."

"Why do you still keep those? Besides, I only want the clay statue of Acala, not the Sakyamuni relics."

"Go and ask for permission. If you agree, I'll help you get back the longevity deeds of the thirteen temples. Otherwise, forget it."

"No need to ask, I agree." The old monk gritted his teeth.

The longevity deeds of thirteen Buddhist temples were bought by a Japanese man with a pseudonym and are now enshrined in the Japanese.

This has long been criticized in the country, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it has been condemned by thousands of people.

If we don’t buy them back, I’m afraid these temples will be covered with paint in the future.

"Okay." Fang Zuo nodded. "Send the things to me right away. I want them right away. Also, do you have any leads on the Japanese who bought all the longevity contracts of the Buddhist sect?"

"Yes, yes." The old monk hurriedly took out a few photos and handed them to Fang Zuo.

Fang Zuo picked it up and flipped through it.

These are all travel photos of a woman taken by a camera at various temples.

"Can't this woman be found at domestic customs?" Fang Zuo frowned.

Logically speaking, even if there is a photo, it cannot be found by simply comparing it with the entry documents.

"She has a fake passport." The old monk smiled awkwardly. "She came to China so secretly. She must be a member of a big family in Japan."

"Okay, I'll look for it." Fang Zuo took out his cell phone and took a photo.

Just as he was about to leave, Nagano Rei grabbed his clothes and hugged his legs tightly, refusing to let him go.

The little face looked up at Fang Zuo pitifully.

Zhang Ben and a few others coughed tactfully and left quickly.

Fang Zuo only let Nagano Rei go after she promised him that he would continue to be on duty at Tokyo Women's University.

After exiting the arena.

Fang Zuo sent a few photos to Yingkong Kurumi and asked her to check the police database.

Since this woman has such a high status, I guess only the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department knows who she is.

Otherwise, the information you find will probably be fake.

As for these instruments
Fang Zuo looked at the rotten letter paper and sighed.

There's nothing I can do about it. It's my fault for owing her.

I'm afraid only Zhou Yuanyan can understand these things.

Inside the underground research institute of Tokyo Women's University.

Fang Zuo looked at Zhou Yuanyan in confusion as he looked at the laboratory where almost half of the instruments had been moved away.

"As soon as you left, that woman came looking for you. I was afraid that after being raped, you'd get angry and slap me and tear my place apart." Zhou Yuanyan sighed.

"Fortunately, the daughter of the First God escaped and didn't find you, so she came back obediently."

"Maybe the mating response caused by my period has disappeared. Now she's very normal. Not only has her height returned, but her personality has also become more girlish."

Zhou Yuanyan pressed the button on the remote control next to him.

On the monitor screen.

The daughter of the primordial god was playing an online game with great interest. She was wearing a T-shirt and denim shorts, sitting with her legs crossed.

When I was in the mood, I picked up a bottle of Coke and drank it in big gulps.

There were various snacks and McDonald's burgers piled up next to it.

"Now I'm no different from an internet addict. The only difference is that I can't gain weight, and my appetite is terrifying." Zhou Yuanyan sighed. "By the way, why did you come to see me?"

Fang Zuo took out a piece of letter paper and handed it to Zhou Yuanyan: "Do you recognize this thing? Can you get it?"

Zhou Yuanyan took it.

"These are all high-tech instruments for making chips. They are owned by NEC Corporation and Sumitomo Electric Industries, Ltd. in Japan respectively." Zhou Yuanyan examined them carefully and said, "NEC Corporation belongs to the Mitsui Group, and Sumitomo Electric Industries, Ltd. belongs to the Sumitomo Group in Japan. These are all high-tech instruments and are not for sale."

"Mitsui Group?" Fang Zuo was stunned.

Isn’t this thing our own?

"Okay, I'll be leaving then." Fang Zuo nodded. "By the way, Yuan Hong is here, don't you want to meet him?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter whether we meet or not." Zhou Yuanyan sighed.

"Isn't she cheap?" Fang Zuo said and turned away.

We arrived at the headquarters of the agency not far from the Bay of Japan.

An extremely luxurious office building.

Inside the huge flat office.

Two full walls of floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

The entire Tokyo Bay is within sight.

Ayaka Kawakita and the cat-girl sisters came over happily.

All three women were in uniform.

Hebei Caiying has a tall and slender figure, with a pair of beautiful legs wrapped in gray stockings.

The plump, white and soft feet were covered with gray stockings, stepping on the white wool carpet.

The cat girl sisters made a 'bang' sound.

Four furry pink ears popped out.

Two people, one on the left and one on the right, held Fang Zuo's thighs and sat on Fang Zuo's shoes.

The little head rubbed against Fang Zuo's leg, meowing.

Hebei Caiying sat astride Fang Zuo's thighs, resting her little head on Fang Zuo's chest, smelling Fang Zuo's scent.

It took Fang Zuo a long time to pull his hands away from the three women who were "hanging" on him.

"NEC Corporation?" Ayaka Kawakita frowned and couldn't remember.

The cat girl raised her hand: "Report to the devil, she is with that woman Mikami Yuya!"

Mikami Yua?

Fang Zuo frowned. Who is this?

"Hey~~~~Aren't we going to have a new sister?" the cat girl said loudly.

"Asshole, don't be so loud when I tell you the truth!" The cat girl sister covered her sister's mouth with her hand.

(End of this chapter)