Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 75 Abe Nojaku's Attack

In a small villa area in the suburbs of Tokyo.

Takasuke Chima lay on the hall floor groaning in pain.

All his internal organs were damaged and two ribs were broken.

Blood kept flowing from his mouth.

If I had escaped a little slower, I would have been crushed into mud by the spiritual pressure.

[Shikigami: Demon King Shuten-doji] is right beside him.

He held the samurai sword in his hand and slashed it into the air casually.

A scroll with a picture of a wine gourd appeared out of thin air and was then chopped into pieces by the blade.

It turned into a liquid with spiritual power and sprinkled on Takasuke Chima's body.

Healing his damaged organs.

"Are you blaming me for not taking action?" Shuten-doji carried the samurai sword on his shoulder with a complicated expression.

Takasuke Chima, whose groans gradually subsided, remained silent.

"I was wrong this time." Shuten-doji sighed, "I was just about to come out when you activated the contract."

"But I sensed that person's aura, a familiar one."

"If I come out, not only will you be dead, but I will be dead too."

"I could only come out at the last moment and rescue you."

Takasuke Chima stopped panting, supported himself on the ground with his hands, and slowly got up.

He took out a bottle of blue liquid and drank it all.

He immediately regained much of his spirits, and his pale face regained color.

"Do you know that man?"

"I don't know him." Shuten-doji put away his katana, looked around with lingering fear, and lowered his voice: "But I am familiar with his aura. It was he who destroyed my physical body and forced me to become a shikigami."

Takasuke Senma looked at Shuten-doji in shock.

As one of the great demon kings, Shuten-doji is definitely among the strongest.

But why did he inexplicably lose his physical body and become a shikigami?

There has been no answer to this question.

Today it finally came out of his mouth.

"I don't know who he is either. I can only tell you that although we look different, our auras are the same." Shuten-doji recalled the past with a bitter expression: "He just raised his hand and a bolt of lightning shattered me to pieces."

"And the reason I was able to escape was simply because he didn't take me seriously at all, just like today."

Takasuke Chima was even more shocked.

He had thought about how powerful that man was.

But from Shuten-doji's narration, the man was beyond his imagination.

"I know what you want to do. Go find your aunt from the Reiwakai? Or the elders of your family?" Shuten-douji sneered, "I advise you to forget about this immediately and pretend nothing happened, if you still want your family to exist."

"As for that incredibly charming policewoman, although such women are rare, you should still keep your life and enjoy other women."

"Don't blame me for not warning you. If you have even the slightest thought of revenge, I will take the initiative to cut off your soul and sever your contract."

"I would rather lose some of my soul than vanish into thin air."

National Diet Building of Japan.

Abe no Suzu looked at Shiraishi Nagiko who was speaking on the stage with jealousy.

Same suit jacket, shirt and black stockings.

Same outfit for the parliamentary commute.

why?
Why does her beauty seem to grow more beautiful with each passing day?

Except for the buttocks, they are still not as big as before.

Thighs don't have their own toning.

But the skin is smoother and more delicate.

The huge breasts inside the shirt also look more elastic.

at this point.

You can tell from the way her chest rises and falls when she walks in high heels.

As a woman, I can keenly perceive this change.

This change started recently.

Not only is this woman's appearance changing, but she is also becoming more and more confident.

These political discussions have clearly overshadowed me.

If I let her continue like this, she will be the biggest stumbling block on my path to becoming prime minister.

Abe Nojaku gave Shiraishi Nagimitsu a deep look, then turned and walked out. In the past, her admiration for her was based on her being a fellow woman.

but now.

We have to find a way to eliminate this potential threat.

Her husband, Kinnosuke Asai, followed and said softly, "Don't worry about her, I have already..."

'Snapped. '

A crisp sound.

Abe Nojaku turned around and slapped Asai Kinnosuke.

"Don't think I don't know that you contacted the Kirigakure Ninja Clan of your Asai family and asked them to send a ninja to assassinate Shiraishi Nagimitsu."

"Asshole, does she need us to resort to assassination?"

"Have you ever thought that if I can get this news, other families will get it."

"This incident will be used by other political opponents to attack me. Remember, don't try to provoke the government."

"Besides, you are not me. You can't cover up the assassination, understand?"

"Yes." Asai Kinnosuke's face was visibly bruised.

He looked at Abe Nojaku with raised eyebrows and scolding, his eyes full of obsession.

He whispered, "I didn't intend to kill her. I just wanted to put a few scars on her face to make her less perfect."

'Snapped. '

Abe Noja slapped Asai Kinnosuke in the face again.

"You mean she's more perfect than me?"

Asai Kinnosuke said fearfully: "No, you will always be the most beautiful in my heart."

Abe Noque snorted coldly and sat in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce.

really.

Even her husband sensed the threat posed by Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

It seems that I have to use some tricks on her.

Inside the Exorcist Police Station.

Yingkong Kurumi pulled down the curtains and saw Fang Zuo looking at his phone.

She pouted.

"Humph! Who sent this message? Are you leaving? No!"

After saying that, she pushed Fang Zuo against the wall with her little hand.

Stand on your left leg and swing your right leg to take off your high heels.

Then he kicked up into the sky.

She placed her right leg, wrapped in black-striped stockings, on Fang Zuo's shoulder.

Kneeling straight.

The two long beautiful legs were stretched into a straight line.

Demonstrates amazing flexibility.

The originally thin black-striped stockings were stretched out by the straightened skin of the right leg, becoming light and translucent.

The black semi-transparent pattern is tightly attached to the white skin of the legs.

Against the backdrop of the semi-transparent black stockings, the curves of her slender and round legs are perfectly outlined.

The skin appears smoother, whiter and tenderer.

The little foot wrapped in stockings was like a small and delicate jade hook, swaying playfully on Fang's left shoulder.

Touching Fang Zuo's face from time to time.

"Tell me quickly, who is she? Is she as pretty as me? Even if she is, are her legs as pretty as mine?"

Yingkong Kurumi said coquettishly.

She proudly shook her jade feet wrapped in black stockings.

The white and tender toes under the black stockings were slightly curled up, slowly and teasingly rubbing the left side of Fang's neck.

Fang Zuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and handed over the phone: "I ordered a message from an underground intermediary, and now they've delivered it."

Yingkong Kurumi took the phone, without even looking at it, and threw it onto the seat behind her.

"Tell me! Which is more important now, the news or me?"

Fang Zuo put his hands around Yingkong Kurumi's back and lifted up her uniform skirt.

As if punishing him, he grabbed the two buttocks that were barely big enough to fit in his hand.

(End of this chapter)