Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 355 Shiraishi Nagimitsu's New Power
"What?" The other young white boxer was so surprised that he couldn't control his strength.

A 'boom' sound.

With one punch, he punched through the sandbag in front of him.

He pulled his hand back from the sandbag and casually threw the boxing glove with a big hole in it to the side.
"Is there any woman who can beat you? Leili, you are not kidding, are you? You look so tough, I almost thought you would never get married in this life. I didn't expect there are women who are even more miserable than you."

"Don't call me brother. I'm warning you one last time. Don't shout that. We don't have the same mother, and you are not my brother!" Reilly Gambino looked at herself in the mirror wearing a kimono and nodded with satisfaction.

Then he glanced at the young white boxer.

"Father's blood relationship is the most important. We have the same father, so you are my sister." The white boxer walked over and patted Relly Gambino's head lovingly.

Then he immediately jumped back with foresight, avoiding a quick kick from Reilly Gambino.

Reilly Gambino missed the kick and didn't pursue. She stretched out her bandaged hand and slowly clenched her fist, as if to strangle her target. "That woman is one of the top seeded Asian fighters in the King of Fighters tournament. We'll meet soon. This time, in the North American finals, I will defeat her myself."

After saying that, he took out the lip stud and slowly installed it.

The white fighter stood behind her, keeping his distance, and sighed, "Look at you, why are you wearing lip studs and nose rings? You looked so good just now. That's what a typical Japanese woman looks like, just like your mother."

"Shut up, you have no right to mention my mother. None of this is your business. Belen Gambino, take care of yourself, otherwise, I will really kill you!" Reilly Gambino took off her nose ring and walked out with a sneer.

"Even if you kill me, as your brother, I have to say a few words when I see you like this," Belen Gambino shouted loudly at Reilly Gambino's receding figure.

"Stop yelling! I don't think he'll ever treat you as his brother." The older white boxer spread his hands and said, "Be careful, she'll really kill you. Now that Reilly has been taught by the General, there aren't many rivals in our Gambino family..."

"That doesn't matter. I just treat her as my sister." Belen Gambino waved his hand nonchalantly. "Besides, she won't kill me. Uncle Terry, help me find out which woman actually beat Reilly."

"Why, do you want to help her get revenge?" The older white boxer said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you."

"I know she doesn't like others to interfere in her affairs. As a brother, I can't be a brother hated by my sister. I just want to ensure her safety." Belen Gambino interrupted.

On the East Coast, far away from Los Angeles.

In a large old mansion in New York City.

A welcome reception was held.

The people inside were either wearing Tang suits or Western suits.

All the women were wearing cocktail dresses, and many were wearing Hanfu.

There was only one Asian woman who was casually wearing home clothes and had a Mickey Mouse hairpin on her little head that she had just bought from Disneyland in Los Angeles.

Standing stiffly in the corner.

"Uncle Zhang, why didn't you tell me earlier that this was a welcome party for you? It's so rude of me to dress like this." Nagano Rei covered her face in frustration. Looking at the women around her who were dressed up and glamorous, she shrank back into the corner with a sense of inferiority.

"Show your warrior's aura, Nagano Rei. What did I teach you?" Zhang Benhe said in a deep voice. "How can a true warrior be fooled by such scenes? You must always maintain confidence in the enemy, unite your mind and spirit, and crush all obstacles in your way with one punch."

"Yes!" Nagano Rei stood up solemnly and said yes. Then, after thinking for a while, she felt something was wrong and asked weakly, "Uncle Zhang, why are you dressed so formally?"

As she spoke, she looked Zhang Benhe up and down.

Zhang Benhe, who usually wears a sweatshirt and flip-flops, is wearing a suit jacket today, which is rare.

She also changed into a pair of British-style brown brogues.

The leather shoes are polished to a very high shine.

As bright as his slicked-back hair

Shiny and shiny.

He looks like a business tycoon.

Moreover, the suit fits him perfectly, and you can tell at first glance that it was specially tailored by a skilled craftsman. It is not the common size that you can just buy outside.

"You even kept your hair down on purpose." Nagano Rei continued, "No wonder Uncle Zhang has been wearing a hat for a while now."

"Cough" Zhang Benhe didn't say anything, his old face turned red, and he walked towards the stage with a cough.

"Do you know why?" Zhang Benren walked over in a white suit.

Ning Sheng, the apprentice who followed him closely, was also wearing a white suit.

He still has a poker face since he saw Nagano Rei as soon as he got off the plane today.

His eyes were fixed on Nagano Rei, as if he was eager to compete.

"Why?" Nagano Rei didn't want to pay attention to the master and disciple, but she couldn't resist the burning gossip spirit.

"Well, it's because of her, that coquettish woman." Zhang Benren raised his head and moved his chin.

A beautiful middle-aged Chinese woman walked out on the stage.

A black long dress, elegant and generous.

Zhang Benhe walked up to him and they looked at each other.

Both of their faces were weathered, yet they still had the shyness of young boys and girls.

"This is..." Nagano Rei looked at the two of them in surprise, then thought about Zhang Benhe who usually looked domineering, and compared his current appearance.

My jaw almost dropped in surprise.

"Can't you tell? Senior brother's ex-lover, mistress." Zhang Benren touched his chin with a look of disgust on his face.

"Why do you look like you hate this woman?" Nagano Rei said curiously.

"Is it so obvious?" Zhang Benren rubbed his face and turned to ask his honest apprentice Ning Sheng.

"It's obvious." Ning Sheng nodded seriously.

"From love to hate?" Nagano Rei turned her head and asked curiously.

"Pt. Pt. Pt. Pt.!" Zhang Benren spat several times. "I still want to live a few more years."

"Oh! Yes, I really hate this bitch!" Zhang Benren sighed: "Anyone who really puts this woman in trouble will be unlucky for eight lifetimes."

"Today's invitation to the dance party looks like it's to welcome my senior brother. I think they're going to use my senior brother as a pawn again."

"I can't tell." Nagano Rei reached out and took a hamburger from the side and took a bite.

"Can you see you're still calling me a bitch?" Zhang Benren sneered.

"Don't learn from your master." Nagano Rei turned around and taught Ningsheng.

"Fight with me." Ning Sheng responded irrelevantly.

"What a pair of lunatics." Nagano Rei turned her head away.

Several people turned their eyes to Zhang Benhe again.

The middle-aged woman looked at Zhang Benhe excitedly with her beautiful eyes: "I thought you would avoid me forever and never come to see me again."

Zhang Benhe smiled bitterly and shook his head, looking into the middle-aged woman's affectionate gaze: "You are still so beautiful, Jiawen."

"I'm old, I can't compare to those young women." The beautiful woman called Jiawen glanced in the direction of Nagano Rei and said softly, "Who is that young and beautiful woman?"

"What are you thinking about? I brought her here to participate in the King of Boxing tournament." Zhang Benhe explained.

"Your apprentice, I know you haven't changed." Jia Wen reached out his hand to pull Zhang Benhe, and with his other hand he stroked Zhang Benhe's face, saying affectionately: "You are old, but still so charming. Come with me."

She pulled Zhang Benhe onto the stage, then took the microphone and said, "Dear brothers of the Hongmen!!"

Following her voice, everyone present stopped socializing and gathered under the stage.

"Today we are all gathered together. Many people only know that today is a party, but only a few people know that today is also a welcome reception!"

"Yes, today is indeed a welcome reception, and the one being welcomed is Mr. Zhang Benhe next to me."

Everyone's eyes turned to Zhang Benhe.

This strange man actually got the famous beautiful lady in New York's Chinatown to hold his hand...
Everyone speculated about the man's identity.

After signaling for everyone to be quiet, the beautiful lady continued:

"Maybe many people are unfamiliar with this name, but since we are all members of the Hongmen, we should have heard of the name, Hongmen and Ye."

There was a sudden buzz of discussion from the audience.

Zhang Benhe stood aside, frowning and saying nothing.

I was somewhat aware of the beautiful lady Jiawen's unauthorized behavior that went against the agreement.

I sighed inwardly.

She still hasn't changed.
"Yes, he is Hongmen Heye." Jiawen's face flushed with excitement. "The children of Hongmen here, whether old or young, should have heard of this title."

"This title has represented the unification of the gangs for so many years. Today he has come, and he will lead our Hongmen to stand firm in North America again, and no longer be bullied by any North American gangs."

Zhang Benhe stood aside silently.

Poker face.

'Bang, clang.'

A wine glass shattered on the ground.

Everyone turned their eyes over.

"I have a problem!" A middle-aged man in the hall stood out from the crowd with a smile. "What era are we in now? It's the quantum era, the AI ​​era, the era of using brains versus guns."

"Nowadays, in North American gangs, whoever has the most weapons is the boss. The Hongmen has been disbanded in North America for so many years, and everyone has always been doing their own thing."

"I don't care about this Hongmen, Ye, or some other messed-up Ye. Anyway, my Seattle Crazy Dog Hongmen Hall is not under the control of anyone."

"This Mr. He wants to be the airborne boss. Fine, no problem. Take my shot. As long as he survives, I'll listen to him!"

Zhang Benhe still stood aside in silence.

No matter how the beautiful lady looked at him, he remained motionless.

Just when Mrs. Jiawenmei was getting a little anxious.

A young man wearing a suit, bow tie, shorts and sneakers walked out from the corner.

"You like shooting, don't you?" He walked up to the crazy dog ​​and said with a smile, "Come on, shoot me."

"Where are you from? Aaaaaaaaahh ...

One of his arms broke off and fell to the ground at some point.

The Hongmen members present had all seen blood before, so they were not panicked.

However, they still scattered in shock.

because.

The horrifying thing is that not a single drop of blood was spilled.

Everyone could see the fallen broken arm and the broken parts of the mad dog's body.

The two sections are cut neatly, and the distribution of bones and tissue layers can be clearly seen.

The bright red muscles at the two broken parts were still twitching.

"Die!!!"

‘Bang bang bang! ! ! ’

The mad dog fired several shots at the young man frantically.

But the young man did not dodge and continued to look at the crazy dog ​​with a smile.

then.

In his fearful eyes.

The young man gently opened his palms.

All the bullets were in his hands.

The sound of clanging continued to fall to the ground.

Not a single one is missed.

"If you dare to insult my senior brother, your life will be mine," the young man smiled slightly.

A bloody mark appeared on the epileptic dog's head.

Then it fell to the ground with a plop.

Still not a drop of blood.

There was an expression of horror and disbelief on his face.

The blood in the large artery in the neck was still trembling slightly.

"It costs a lot for me to kill someone in Europe, so it's a bargain for you." The young man said with a sneer as he looked at the dead head with eyes open.

"Drag them down and clean up the place quickly." Jia Wenmei's face flushed with excitement, and her voice trembled as she spoke. She had thought Zhang Ben and such a powerful person were enough, but she hadn't expected his junior apprentice to show up as well.

Everything made the woman even happier.

The young man waved his hand as if nothing had happened and said, "You guys continue, leave me alone."

Then he walked towards the corner.

Zhang Benhe watched all this without saying a word.

Still expressionless.

Jia Wen cast a coquettish glance at her affectionately and whispered, "I knew you still loved me. You must have arranged all this."

Before Zhang Benhe could speak, she immediately picked up the microphone and said majestically: "Now, who in the Hongmen still opposes?"

The young man who had just killed the mad dog walked to the corner.

Looking at Rei Nagano who was chewing a hamburger in surprise.

A wicked smile.

"Senior brother, is this your apprentice? He looks good!" asked the young man.

"No." Zhang Benren shook his head. "You are still so fearless. You acted on your own, aren't you afraid that your senior brother will blame you?"

"Tsk, what are you afraid of? I'm the number one killer in Europe now. Even if I can't beat him, don't I know how to escape?" the young man said disdainfully.
"I guessed that this bitch wanted to use my senior brother to regain her dream of becoming the female leader of the underworld. If we don't muddy the waters, how can the situation be fun? Wouldn't our trip here be in vain?"

"Besides, it's rare to see Senior Brother get humiliated, so I must make a lasting impression and teach him a lesson."

As he said this, he sat down next to Nagano Rei and put his hand on her shoulder.

Seeing Nagano Rei put down her burger, her fighting spirit surged, and she cast a cold gaze at him.
"Oh, her realm is quite good. She said she's not your disciple. This is clearly the momentum of Chinese boxing." He didn't care and still didn't withdraw his hand. He said to Zhang Benren: "This girl is really good-looking. If she's not your disciple, could she be your senior brother's disciple?"

Zhang Benren looked at all this, swallowed in horror at first, then his expression slowly changed, and a look of gloating gradually appeared on his face.

This familiar expression made the young man realize that something was wrong. He slowly retracted his hand and asked, "Whose apprentice is this girl?"

"Master Fang" Zhang Benren could no longer suppress the smile on his face.

"Which Master Fang?" the young man stuttered.

"Which other master do you think is in this world?" Zhang Benren laughed.

"And she's his woman," Nagano Rei added.

The young man, who was arrogant and domineering at first, felt as if he had been hit in the face with a heavy punch.

My face twitched uncontrollably.

Ten thousand thoughts flashed through my mind instantly.

"Plop." He knelt down neatly.

I chose the simplest idea.

"I was wrong, sister, no, aunt, no, grandma, I was really wrong."

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Tokyo.

Tiny room.

Simple, clean and tidy.

Warm.

Probably only room for one person.

The sunlight avoided the curtains and came through the glass.

Shining on Sannomiya Tsubaki's face.

The sunlight woke her from her sleep.

She hasn't slept well in the past few days since she met her colleagues that night.

I kept dreaming about my mother and Fang Zuo.

But I wasn't sad.

The mother in the dream is as gentle as ever.

A warm and rough big hand touched her head.

"Chunzi, you must live a good life and don't think about your mother. Even if you are left alone, you must move forward bravely!"

And Fang Zuo in the dream still likes to tease himself.

"Green bra, I like it."

Sannomiya Tsubaki wiped her tears and smiled happily.
I’m wearing a yellow bra today. I wonder if he likes it?
I wish there were more nights like this.

You will feel less lonely.

Sannomiya Tsubaki looked at the table by the windowsill.

There is a Chinese book on it.

I bought it in a bookstore some time ago.

There is a sentence on the title page of the book:

The normal state of the world is the change of seasons, sunrise and sunset!
The flowers bloom and then fade!
People gathered and then dispersed!

Although Sannomiya Tsubaki didn't quite understand the meaning of the Chinese text.

But yesterday's cold rain is gone.

It’s a beautiful spring day today.

It turns out that spring and winter are only separated by a rain!
That’s great, Tsubaki Sannomiya!

Come on!
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Tokyo Exorcist Police Department.

Kana Morisawa stared at the huge pair of pendant bells of Selina and Anri.

The envious eyes moved away and then back again.

Miyagi Mukako also stared at this gifted couple.

Sweeping back and forth.

Although this pair of beautiful women were confident in their looks, they couldn't help but feel a little sad.

The kneeling woman opposite.

Almost the size of two footballs.

Hold up the spotted sweater.

It really looks like two footballs.

"That was just an exception," Selina Anli pleaded. "Ma'am, I know her profession very well. She told me she only lost because the other party perjured himself."

"Haha, what a joke." Kana Morisawa looked at Irene Hayes with a sneer.

The woman was wearing white yoga pants and was kneeling on the carpet.

The tight clothes on her body highlighted the creases of her fat flesh.

The white flesh inside was reflected through the yoga pants.

With a lewd atmosphere.

Kana Morisawa's heart moved, and she smiled and said, "Justice Irene Hayes, what school did you graduate from?"

"Me? I have a Doctor of Law degree from Stanford University." Erin Hayes was stunned, a little surprised by this sudden question.

"Stanford Law School is a really great university." Kana Morisawa had a strange expression on her face. "I'm not a judge. I don't know what perjury is. I only recognize wins and losses."

"Winning is winning, losing is losing"

"What do you think? Justice Irene Hayes, I still say the same thing. This isn't North America. Don't try to give me excuses. I only care about the outcome. Can you win?"

"Believe me, ma'am, it will be possible." Irene Hayes nodded confidently.

"So, what if you lose?" Morisawa Kana sneered, "If I lose, what are you going to use to compensate me?"

Irene Hayes looked up in surprise and met the woman's gaze.

I didn't know how to answer for a moment
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In the lobby of Miuraga.

"Hello, Councillor Shiraishi!" Masami Miura said with a smile.

He stared in amazement at Shiraishi Nagi's delicate and shiny skin and a pair of huge things.

Fortunately, after being moisturized by the owner a few times, my skin seems to be getting better.

Miura Masami comforted herself: "What's the matter with coming to the Miura family to see me? I think it must be something very important, otherwise, they would have come to see me at the Arbitration Office."

"You are right, Justice Miura. I will not beat around the bush and speak frankly." Shiraishi Nagihiru said with a smile: "I need your help with something. It was Sakura Kurumi who asked me to come to you."

“She said, you will definitely help me.”

Hearing the name of Sakura Kurumi.

Miura Masami's face suddenly became serious, and she sat up straight: "Of course, since we are family, Councillor Shiraishi, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly."

"I need a public order from the Supreme Court." Shiraishi Nagimitsu nodded and said, "I want to investigate a very important case, but I'm being held up at the Public Security Department. I need authorization."

"No problem, Councillor Shiraishi." Miura Masami nodded. "Tomorrow, the mandatory disclosure order signed by the three justices of the Supreme Court will be delivered to you on time."

"The entire confidential archives of Japan's public security department are at your disposal."

"Thank you very much, Justice Miura." Shiraishi Nagimitsu nodded slightly in gratitude.

"No, we are family," Masami Miura said softly in return.

"Then I'll take my leave and wait for good news from Justice Miura tomorrow." Shiraishi Nagimitsu stood up and stretched out her little hand.

"I won't see you off." Miura Masami shook his hand and squeezed it gently.

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San Diego, North America.

In the bar.

Four white men holding their buttocks shouted loudly: "Andy Gambino, catch these three guys!"

Andy Gambino was stunned: "This is our guest, what happened to you four?"

"They stole my car," one of them said, his face pale. "Also, hurry up and grab your weapons and head to the West Side. Those damn Indians didn't even spare me, a guy with hemorrhoids."

"They even dared to touch the Gambino family. I told you long ago that these sons of bitches cannot be kept here."

"Everyone, look at this," Andy Gambino said with a smile, "It seems the Gambino family should be given an explanation."

Chiba Iori raised his eyebrows and was about to speak.

There was a dull thud.

Fang Zuo grabbed Andy Gambino's head with one hand and slammed it hard on the ground.

at the same time.

All the burly men in the hotel were covered in blood and flesh.

In a blink of an eye.

This gangster tavern seemed to be built with blood.

The strong smell of blood made Li Zhenxin beside him immediately bend over and vomit.

"I don't have time to chat with you." Fang Zuo's fluent English impressed Chiba Iori.

"Get me a black market ID immediately, or I'll die!"

Fang Zuo said.

Then he turned to look at Chiba Iori: "Is your accent standard?"

"It's very unfashionable. I feel like I'm among those damn cowboys in Mississippi." Chiba Iori said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)