Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 342 Hand over your Ma Fei painting
Makie arrived in front of the Doctor's villa.

Frowning.

There was a faint smell of "Doctor" in it.

Ma Feihui raised her right hand slightly.

The five red nails on the snow-white little hand slowly grew longer, faintly flashing with red light.

It's like having a manicure.

A sneer appeared on her beautiful face, and she licked her nails lightly with the tip of her pink tongue.

A step flashed in space.

After a series of leaps, he jumped into the villa and stood in front of the door.

A raised human-shaped face appeared on the iron door panel of the hall.

When he saw it was Ma Feihui, he suddenly showed a nervous expression and shouted loudly: "Master Ma Feihui, run, run, they are ambushing you."

"Clang" a sharp blade came out from the broken door and slashed towards Ma Feihui, and then the ground of the entire villa collapsed in an instant.

There was a loud bang.

A huge pit appears.

Ma Feihui stood on the ground with her feet dangling in the air and fell down.

Then the gap on the top of her head was covered by a fleshy mass.

The deep pit suddenly became dark.

Maki's beautiful eyes glowed red and her pupils dilated.

The entire deep pit is clearly visible.

She looked at the dark red tumors hanging from the cave ceiling. Each one was the size of an adult's head, its surface covered with purple blood vessels, contracting and expanding with some strange rhythm.

Connective tissue and veiny flesh covered the entire floor and stone walls of the pit.

She took a step back.

The slippery ground beneath my feet oozed fishy mucus, and as I pulled my leather shoes out, a disgusting sticking sound was heard, leaving red threads.

The door panel that made the sound shattered at her feet.

The protruding human-shaped face was cut in half and fell to the ground, with black and red blood continuously flowing out of the crack.

"Let's go, Lady Ma Feihui. Run away quickly." It said breathlessly.

"She can't leave. You loser, just die quickly. Stop struggling." A voice came from the darkness of the deep pit, revealing dense and tiny lights.

"Run away, sir. Don't die. Please wait for the doctor to come back." The voice of the raised human face on the broken door panel gradually became smaller.

"Doctor? The doctor has been completely surrounded by the adults. He will be torn apart and eaten by the adults, and his forces over there have been almost wiped out." The flesh walls kept heaving and making a disgusting sound: "Only you are left, Makihui."

Ma Feihui didn't say anything. Her face was tense as she looked at the broken door panels on the ground, and the anger in her heart continued to rise.

suddenly.

The nearest tumor exploded, and tentacles made of flesh and blood waved and wrapped around Ma Feihui.

Makihui stretched out her right hand and transformed it into a claw.

Five red rays of light split open in the space, cutting off the oncoming blood-red tentacles.

The fishy juice from the severed end splattered onto the ground with a sizzling sound, and she smelled the scent of burning flesh.

The network of blood vessels hanging from the top of the pit suddenly contracted, and more tumors exploded one after another.

Amidst the splash of mucus, three dark red tentacles as thick as buckets broke out from the carpet of flesh on the ground.

The densely packed bumps on the surface of the tentacles opened at the same time, revealing disgusting compound eyes.

Ma Feihui danced with her hands, and ten scarlet rays extended from her fingertips, cutting through the space and interweaving into a red net.

When the three tentacles were cut off, the sound of burning rotten flesh was heard.

But the broken end of the tentacle began to grow rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, a new limb with bone spurs regenerated.

The tumors clinging to the flesh carpet are swelling collectively.

The blue-black blood vessels on the surface were throbbing, spraying corrosive blood spores into the air.

Ma Feihui spun around and waved her arms, red lights intertwined into a net, and the exploding blood spores vaporized into foul-smelling smoke the moment they touched the red line.

When she smelled the smoke, Makihui instantly felt something was wrong.

Her blood was flowing rapidly.

The body wrapped in the suit felt hot and uncomfortable.

The black stockings inside the trousers seemed a little tight, and the two beautiful legs seemed fuller, stretching the black stockings and revealing the plump white flesh.

An extreme feeling of emptiness permeated the body.

My chest feels like it does during my period.

Slight swelling and pain.

"Haha, Makihui, this oxytocin is something I prepared especially for you. Do you have the urge to become a mother?" The flesh and blood tissue that filled the deep pit let out a sharp female voice and laughed, "I really want to know what will hatch when your belly is filled with my spores."

A face resembling a human female emerged from the tentacles. A huge fleshy belly was covered with spider-web-like blue spots, and something was flowing through the blood vessels under the skin.

"You are aroused, I smell your longing desire." Fluorescent blue blood flowed from the corners of the monster's cracked mouth.

Two tentacles suddenly tore open its chest, revealing densely packed white egg cases inside.

It's as disgusting as the eggs and larvae of a fly.

The three mountains of flesh next to it began to wriggle.

They gradually turned into stitched monsters made up of various flesh, blood and limbs.

He kept shaking off the rotten flesh, revealing the rotating gears and internal organs inside his body.

"Ma Feihui, you can't escape us today..."

He was interrupted as soon as he finished speaking.

A web of cracks appeared on the bodies of the three corpse-stitched monsters.

A web-like cutting space formed by countless red threads suddenly appeared from behind him.

It instantly turned into a pile of minced meat mixed with metal parts.

"Stop talking nonsense next time." Ma Feihui said calmly, "This pile of corpses is still more suitable for you."

After saying that, he frowned.

The snow-white face, as cold as frost, was filled with intoxicating spring feelings.

The legs in black stockings under the suit pants were slightly crossed and rubbed against each other.

This tiny movement was instantly noticed by the tentacle woman opposite: "Haha, Makihui, don't be patient, come on, choose one of my tentacle to help you, merge with me, or..."

"You are so empty, only everything can satisfy you!!" As he spoke, dozens of tentacles inserted into the flesh wall.

Then, it instantly pierced out from the flesh walls on both sides of Ma Feihui, wrapped around her body, and pierced her upper and lower parts.

At this moment, the doctor's piano, which had fallen into the deep pit as the ground collapsed, stood up and stretched out twelve pairs of spider legs.

The piano lid was opened, and the original black and white keys were now arranged with children's finger bones.

"Ma Feihui, come and play with us." A cracked head was lying in the piano case.

Various brain nerves hanging down covered the entire piano.

The finger bones on the piano kept flying, playing disturbing music.

Accompanied by countless finger bones shooting towards Ma Feihui.

Ma Feihui's body disappeared instantly, avoiding the tentacles extending from the flesh wall and the overwhelming finger bones.

In the darkness, several intertwined red lights lit up again.

The old-fashioned piano made a sound of bones breaking, screamed and collapsed.

Ma Feihui flashed and appeared next to the tentacle woman.

She crossed her hands and made the sign of a cross, her ten fingers glowed red, and scarlet cracks appeared out of thin air.

He cut through the countless tentacles blocking his way and slashed towards the woman.

But the woman with the spores in the ootheca twisted her body slightly and disappeared from the flesh wall, and then a convex shape slowly emerged at the other end.

Ma Feihui stood there and took a deep breath.

The blush on her face grew more and more intense.

A pair of beautiful eyes with rippling water.

The pain is getting worse.

The white shirt inside the suit popped, and a button was pushed open and flew out.

Even the suit tie was tightly clamped by the curve of the shirt.

My legs trembled slightly and felt weak.

"You won't be able to hold on for much longer, Makihui." The tentacle woman, having fully reappeared, proudly waved a dozen tentacles. "The human body is your greatest shackle, and female desire is your greatest enemy."

Ma Feihui's eyes blurred for a moment, and as she looked at the dancing tentacles, she suddenly felt the urge to give up the fight.

She swayed and was about to fall.

"What kind of garbage is this? Is it from your world?" A large hand supported her back. "It doesn't have any original power. It's just synthetic dregs. It's even more filthy than those so-called shikigami and gods in Japan."

Ma Feihui opened her eyes and looked at Fang Zuo standing beside her.

Smell a masculine scent.

The instinctive fear and submission in my heart instantly transformed into rising emotions.

He wrapped his arms around Fang Zuo's body.

night sky.

Fang Zuo was floating in the air holding Ma Feihui.

A divine thought came out.

A huge golden hand slapped down with the power to destroy the world, instantly flattening the huge deep pit and the entire villa.

Neatly.

Flat like a mirror.

It was as if this place was just a flat piece of land and nothing had ever risen from it.

Ma Feihui hugged the man beside her tightly with her arms.

Slightly open red lips.

A small part of the soft pink skin peeked out.

Her face and neck were flushed, and tiny beads of sweat appeared.

She had already kicked a pair of leather shoes away in mid-air.

The white and tender feet were wrapped in black stockings, and the nails of all ten toes were scarlet.

Snow-white insteps, snow-white face and neck.

Paired with her equally scarlet lips and lush fingernails.

It looks extremely charming in the dark night.

She buried her head deeply in Fang Zuo's chest.

He took a bite.

Accompanied by a series of banging sounds.

After inhaling the mist, she couldn't control her body at all.

I couldn't help but pull two buttons off my shirt.

A piece of black cloth fell from the sky.

It is a small bust size that Makie stretched.

Zhang Yingxian followed the Shinto priest into the Tokyo Exorcist Guard Office.

I looked at the decorations curiously, which were different from those in China.

It’s different from the police station he usually goes to.

"Mr. Zhang, please wait here with them. I'll go see our goddess and quickly arrange your registration," Priest Shoichi Takeuchi said respectfully. "Hurry up! Don't waste time!" Zhang Yingxian waved and casually sat down on the sofa next to him.

Lying on the sofa, crossing his legs.

The only advantage of going on a tough errand is that there is no nagging from the master, and you can sit however you want.

Several psychics waiting to register in the room looked at Zhang Yingxian who had just joined, staring at him expressionlessly.

"Look at your mother, what a bunch of idiots." Zhang Yingxian spat and pointed at the female police officer standing there in a daze. "Pour me a glass of water, Taoist priest. Do you understand Chinese?"

The policewoman next to her, who was fluent in various languages, was rapidly analyzing the meaning of Zhang Yingxian's first sentence.

What is a silly guy?

When I heard someone calling me, I understood what was said.

He nodded quickly and walked towards the tea room.

"Why are you scolding me now? All of a sudden! I didn't do anything wrong!" A white man in a Protestant robe stood up, pointed at Zhang Yingxian angrily, and then greeted several psychics next to him in English.

When several people heard this, they were instantly furious.

These people are all respected in their respective countries, but they are being humiliated here for no reason.

All the energy was locked towards Zhang Yingxian with strong hostility.

"Do you understand? That's great, you want to fight?" Zhang Yingxian continued lying down, picking his nose. He flicked the bullet and hit the white man right on the forehead. "I get paid to curse people in my country, but judging by the blood on your idiot heads, you're not any good."

The white man wiped his forehead with his hand, and the disgust instantly made his hair stand on end. He opened the thick Bible in his hand, and a white light enveloped him: "The Lord said: Let there be"

"Fuck you." A peach wood sword came across and hit the priest's mouth instantly.

There was a sound of flesh snapping.

The white man fell sideways, threw the Bible in his hand high into the air, and papers flew all over the sky.

The mouth was crooked, and red blood and several teeth flew out.

Several other psychics shouted and started fighting.

"The glory of our ancestors, my blood boils."

"Your ancestor is me, the Taoist priest, what do you call your mother?"

"Ouch~~~!"

"Wow, what the hell are you yelling about? You're turning into all this hair, are you cosplaying as a werewolf? Are you playing Werewolf?"

A peach wood sword was waved in the air, but it didn't look like a sword at all, it neither stabbed nor picked, neither lifted nor pried.

There is no swordsmanship at all.

Under Zhang Yingxian's sword gestures from a distance.

This peach wood sword was like a hammer, slapping these people in the face with incredible force.

Blood and flesh were flying everywhere, and the room was in a mess.

After a while.

The policewoman who poured the water came back and stared blankly at everything in front of her.

Clang.

The teacup in his hand fell to the ground.

Covering her mouth with both hands.

I just poured a glass of water, how did it turn out like this?

The young man who spoke Chinese still sat on the sofa without moving.

The few psychics who were sitting so majestically at first were now groaning and rolling on the ground.

The ground was covered with blood and teeth.

Italian SSS-class exorcist Claude Martin.

Bishop Carter Payne of Ohio, North America.

Dorian Owen, the Brazilian Blood Whisperer.

Rune Smith, the Romanian werewolf.

There are still a few psychics who have not been recorded in time.

These are all powerful people who came to Japan either by invitation or for other purposes.

Their miserable appearance now is just like a group of hooligans who were locked up in a monitoring room and had just been taught a lesson by batons and electric batons.

The wailing was deafening.

"Oh, my water!" Zhang Yingxian frowned as she looked at the fallen cup. "Girl, hurry up and pour me a glass. I'm so thirsty! These idiots just want to fight, and they like to recite some lines first. How stupid! Thinking of the Eight-Nation Alliance makes me angry. No wonder the master said not to leave the country unless necessary, or you'll be insulted!"

The female police officer spread her legs and ran and crawled out.

In Sakura Kurumi's office.

"You invited a Chinese psychic to come here and deal with the murderer?" Yingkong Kurumi sat on a chair and tapped the table with a pen. "Is it okay?"

"It should be no problem. Your Majesty, as you know, our neighboring country is truly unfathomable. We sent people to Longhu Mountain in China and showed them the video, and they became very interested in the murderer." Priest Shoichi Takeuchi bowed his head and said respectfully:

"This was also decided after consultation among all the high priests because you said they could decide for themselves."

"Don't worry. I still say the same thing. You guys can make the decision on this matter. Just report to me." Yingkong Kurumi waved her hand and said, "I'm too busy. Although Kanto has been free recently, there are too many things going on in Kansai. I can't take care of Shinto affairs right now."

"I understand, Your Majesty. By the way, when we were there, we ran into the Hatoyama family discussing something at Longhu Mountain. This Mr. Zhang is also responsible for the Hatoyama family's mission."

"Hatoyama family? Fuji Group?" Sakura Kurumi frowned.

at this time.

‘Bang’ sound.

The office door was kicked open.

"What are you doing, Ye Zi? Why are you so unruly?" Feng Hualian, who had been sitting on the sofa next to them, said with a frown.

The policewoman known as Ye Zi gasped for breath. "Director, Deputy Director, hurry up and see who's being beaten. There's a lot of blood and injuries."

Sakura Kurumi and Kaede Karen quickly stood up and looked at each other.

Because of their men, they all have a special liking for psychics from China.

After hearing Ye Zi's report, I was worried that the Chinese psychic would get hurt.

"Why did they suddenly start fighting? Are they ganging up on that psychic from China?" Yingkong Kurumi asked as she walked, moving her beautiful legs quickly.

This group of newly registered psychics are all SSS-level and above, so how could they suddenly come into conflict with him?
Are they dissatisfied with each other or do they have a grudge?
"No, it was him who beat up all of them," Ye Zi said softly as he quickly followed behind.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, you won't believe it.

Yingkong Kurumi and Fenghua Lian were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other again.

No one could have guessed the answer.

When I walked to the door and saw the two people inside, I realized that Ye Zi was not talking nonsense.

A young man was sitting with his legs crossed, humming a pop song.

He also deliberately matched the rhythm of the wailing of a group of people on the ground.

It's so cheap.

As expected, he is a psychic from his own country of men.

The wailing and writhing appearances of these supernatural beings in the room did not look like the top SSS-level figures from various countries.

Zhang Yingxian saw a group of people coming in at the door, especially two extremely beautiful women.

He moved his butt back cautiously, staying away.

You are destined to be unlucky by women, especially the more beautiful women are, the better you should stay away from them.

This was the divination given to me by the contemporary Heavenly Master when I was born.

He pointed at Priest Takeuchi Shoichi and said, "Hurry up and pay the compensation for the damage here. Oh, don't count that teacup on the ground. It has nothing to do with me. The little girl dropped it herself."

"Officer Yingkong Kurumi, this man is committing a crime in the Security Department, arrest him quickly." The Romanian werewolf was standing at Yingkong Kurumi's feet, his face swollen as if he had been stung by a wasp, looking extremely funny. "Otherwise, I will go to the Romanian Embassy to complain about you."

"Are you sure you want to call the police?" Feng Hualian stepped forward and said seriously, "According to the Japanese Criminal Code, the crime of violence (Article 208) refers to situations where violence is inflicted but no injury is caused, with a maximum sentence of two years, while the crime of injury (Article 204) refers to situations where injury is caused, with a maximum sentence of 15 years. If weapons are used or a group is involved, the sentence will be more severe."

She kicked the Romanian werewolf's broken right arm with the stiletto heel of her high heel.

Turned his werewolf paw over.

The five claws are shiny black and extremely sharp.

"I think your claws can be considered weapons. You can't live without Japan for 15 years. Are you sure you want to call the police?" Feng Hualian said.

"You... you are favoring him, right?!" The Romanian werewolf's right arm was stepped on by another high-heeled shoe, and a scream instantly interrupted what he wanted to say.

"Suspected of intimidating a police officer, record this!" Yingkong Kurumi lifted her beautiful legs, her face stern: "Arrest him and lock him up for a week, impose the maximum fine, and he will have to pay for all his food and medical expenses during this period."

"Yes!" The two police officers behind him happily stepped forward, handcuffed him, and dragged him away.

This month's allowance has increased again!

"I'll ask again, is there anyone else here who wants to call the police?" Yingkong Kurumi glanced around the room with her beautiful eyes.

Even the moans were gone, all were suppressed tightly.

Maybe countries have advantages over countries, but there is really no way to deal with individuals.

Especially everyone has heard about the strength of Yingkong Walnut Hall.

When you are not in your own country, it is better to keep out of trouble.

"Beautiful!!!" Zhang Yingxian gave a thumbs up. "No wonder I felt like seeing my own family the moment I saw you two beauties. Awesome!!"

"Mr. Zhang, huh? Where are you from in China?" Yingkong Kurumi smiled. "Have you ever heard of someone named Fang Zuo?"

The sky is getting white.

Ma Feihui covered her face with her hands and lay in Fang Zuo's arms, not daring to look into his eyes.

The black suit jacket has been removed.

The trousers and the black stockings inside were also torn.

His open white shirt was soaked and stuck to his skin.

The rosy and tender skin seems to be transparent.

And out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the man's shirt was also wet.

Especially the strange smell on Fang Zuo’s wet shirt.

Light almond and fishy flavor.

It made her breath quicken with embarrassment.

I closed my eyes tightly and dared not look again.

"Take it and change into it." Fang Zuo took out a suit and shirt that Shiraishi Nagimitsu had prepared for him and threw it to Makihui.

After changing her clothes, Ma Feihui tightly grasped the sides of her suit with both hands and wrapped herself up.

Although the size has changed back.

But without a bra, she still felt very insecure.

"Please ask for a few days' leave for Councillor Shiraishi and me," Makihui whispered, her face still flushed with emotion. "I need to go home."

"Your home is gone, what are you going to do?" Fang Zuo asked with a raised eyebrow.

"You buried my friend's body down there, I want to dig him out." Ma Feihui thought of the broken door panel, the blush on her face faded instantly and turned pale, she said with some sadness.

"Do you want to save him?"

"Is it possible? Is it really possible? Please save him!!" Ma Feihui instantly loosened her suit with both hands, her face full of joy. She grabbed Fang Zuo's arms tightly, feeling a chill in her chest, but she did not back down.

He was naked like this, raising his head and looking at Fang Zuo.

Anyway, I gave everything
"Burn this thing on his body, and then feed it to it." Fang Zuo casually drew a talisman and took out some flesh and blood that killed the gods.

"Okay!" Makihui nodded repeatedly.

Suddenly she remembered something and whispered, "I won't tell Councillor Shiraishi, don't worry!"

Fang Zuo shrugged his shoulders: "Whatever you want!"

"Why do you speak to me so coldly?" Ma Feihui bit her lower lip, feeling aggrieved when she heard him say that.
Thanks Tietie

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