Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

There was ambiguous laughter among the American soldiers.

All I can say is that I understand everything.

At Li Xinghe's wave of his hand, the new generation girl Hui Na was taken down on the spot and forcibly dragged to the next room.

Of course, this also includes Yajima Xun in the crowd:

"Take him away. He is also an extreme communist."

After driving the group of women to another place, the men at the scene became extremely nervous and began to attack the surrounding thugs.

"What are you doing? Why are you arresting and beating up pro-democracy protesters?"

“This is illegal detention!”

Li Xinghe replied:

"Because the White House, the Joint Chiefs of Staff, and the Department of Defense issued a crackdown order."

"What do you think Japan is? A colony of the United States?"

Li Xinghe removed the Japanese flag from the meeting, stepped on it with his leather boots, looked down at the man with indifference, and replied in English:

"Ah? Isn't it? Have you forgotten which country transformed you and turned you into a modern democratic country? Have you just forgotten the kindness of five-star General MacArthur?"

He picked up his baton and pointed at the people in the audience one by one:

"Japan is just a dog of the United States! You dogs, don't be so arrogant! Bastards! Keep fighting!"

The author says:

Author's words: Thank you for your support, 4800 words are dedicated to you. Beat up the Japanese leftists every day, so that they will remember Li Xinghe's kindness in the future.

Chapter 5200: The US Army Can Eat Anything It Wants ( words)

"beat!"

In the dark conference hall, black-clad thugs wielding wooden sticks chased the core protesters and violently beat them.

The people being chased hid among seats, tables and benches, or ran around trying to get out, but they were hit head-on with a stick and beaten like a dead dog on the side of the road.

The waving of sticks left afterimages, and the screams were worse than death.

Violence is human instinct. The disguised thugs revealed their cruel nature and beat people like beating meat floss.

Li Xinghe saw that the beating was almost over, so he called for a stop to prevent anyone from being killed.

He continued arrogantly and loudly: "As long as the Liberal Democratic Party is in power, what can you do to the United States? Just register obediently, go home early, stay away from politics from now on, and suffer less."

Then, these unfortunate guys who were beaten and injured were forced to gather together to wait for their photos to be taken and registered, while Li Xinghe led everyone to lock the entire building.

Everyone has to take photos and leave their fingerprints as proof of being a political prisoner and a "left-wing violent criminal", which is a great humiliation for the protesters.

On the street at this time.

Those non-core people are still fleeing, and behind them are various suppression teams rushing and attacking them.

"Run!"

"The gangsters are beating people! The American soldiers are beating people!"

The Japanese cried like ghosts and howled like wolves.

They don't have a universal conscription system, and ordinary office workers who want to compete with professional thugs in speed will end up being beaten like dead dogs.

On the busy streets of Roppongi, countless protesters fled in panic, abandoning their phones and wallets. These people ran wildly on the busy streets lined with luxury stores on both sides. Maybe they were shopping and dating here on weekdays, but tonight, they had to escape from the siege of hooligans with blood on their heads. The hooligans recalled their memories of the United States halfway through, smashed the glass curtain wall of the luxury store, and rushed in to sweep up all kinds of luxury goods.

"I am an employee of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government..."

Those civil servants who dared to reveal their identities were subjected to the most severe punishment.

For most Tokyo bureaucrats, tonight was a life-changing moment. They had surpassed countless peers, passed the examinations to get into senior administrative departments in Tokyo, and enjoyed the prosperous life in the capital. However, they were violently beaten by the lackeys of the Americans, with their heads and legs broken, simply because they opposed the US bases in Beijing.

If the demolition of the tent village at Yokota Air Base shattered the confidence of Japan's moderate left wing who pursued parliamentary struggle, then the current fight in downtown Tokyo shattered the confidence of Tokyo's wealthy middle class, lower- and middle-level civil servants, young local politicians and voters.

This time, not only was Mr. Jing's heart broken, but the middle class of society who were still willing to work within the framework of parliamentary struggle were also completely shattered.

Tonight, America is undoubtedly saying:

"America is the boss, and the United States can do whatever it wants in Japan!"

Japan's brand of democracy is America's toilet paper.

For foreign journalists, it was a great day. There were live broadcast vehicles and live broadcast crowds everywhere, broadcasting the shadowy figures in the dark night, the style of black-clad men beating people three times a second on the roadside. There were also screams from all directions, blood on the street and discarded mobile phones everywhere.

The American reporter exclaimed loudly:

"What are you doing? Are you going back to New York?"

"No, he obviously went back to Paris," questioned the French reporter.

But the British reporter smelled the sweet scent in the air and couldn't help but start to think: "It must be Paris. I am very familiar with this smell."

Because the live broadcast distance was too close, the French reporter was furious at the blame thrown by the British:

"Bullshit, isn't this London?"

"Yes, because all the mobile phones on the streets of Paris have long been stolen by thieves." The British reporter retorted.

"So you don't deny that England does this at night too?"

"Only London is like this. I'm from Manchester."

Then the journalists from both countries stopped reporting the news and started to quarrel with each other in front of the live camera, for the whole world to see the century-old friendship between Britain and France.

Anyway, the whole world is happy, only the Japanese are unhappy.

......

Meanwhile, in the Japanese academic conference hall, American thugs detained a large number of hardcore male protesters, who will remain detained until they are released after the situation is over.

As for the women who came to participate, Li Xinghe deliberately pulled them out and handed them over to the police who were hiding nearby and monitoring them.

This is an open conspiracy in another sense. It is both merciful and telling you that the US military and Japanese police are cooperating.

When sending them away, Li Xinghe also brought out Yajima Xun who was in solitary confinement.

他 说:

"In order not to be exposed, I have no choice but to ask you to shut up."

"Then you...you also..."

Looking at Li Xinghe's sharp gaze, Yajima Xun lowered his head:

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. Revolutionary struggle always involves bloodshed."

Li Xinghe did not consider any way to relieve his emotions. For revolutionaries and spies, emotions are the most important thing to abandon. He directly inspired Yajima Xun:

"After this incident, the current Tokyo government and Tokyo Metropolitan Assembly will inevitably be completely dissolved, and new elections and personnel arrangements will be held. What do you think will happen to the Tokyo Metropolitan Assembly?"

Yajima Xun clenched his fist as a matter of course:

"Of course, we should take advantage of this opportunity to mobilize voters with all our strength and drive out all right-wing pro-American political parties!"

Although it is considered an extreme left-wing violent group, the centrist faction actually has its own legal political party called the Urban Reform Association. In Suginami District, Tokyo, it supports a female district councilor named Tomoko Doguchi, who is a second-generation centrist and comes from an old communist family with a good pedigree.

But this is not Li Xinghe's purpose.

He noted:

"Do you think the imperialists will allow your left-wing party to attend? They will certainly curb you greatly, which will defeat my purpose of instigating this movement."

Li Xinghe's goal is to create an anti-right-wing atmosphere against the LDP in the Tokyo area, which does not support the LDP. He wants the Japanese Communist Party and various small parties to squeeze out the LDP's living space. Then the situation of quarrels and confrontations between the Prime Minister's Office and the capital's city council will be staged again and again. The Tokyo metropolitan area has a population of 3700 million, and the elections here are of great importance.

"If the entire Tokyo circle turns red, even if the LDP wins a landslide victory in the countryside, they can only be a minority party in the parliament and will always be lame. So in order to deal with it, I plan to push a two-dimensional idol group called the 'Tokyo Idol Party' to participate in the election. Through the votes of the virtual idols' Tokyo otaku fans, the LDP will be squeezed out of the city council and various district councils. Although they don't talk about politics, isn't this a way to unite the majority?"

This plan is to use the theory of Nai Tou Le to squeeze the hated right-wing local parties out of the Tokyo Metropolitan Assembly.

Wouldn’t it be great to forget the countless sufferings in the real world and immerse yourself in the beautiful and seamless painted skin of the second dimension?

The two-dimensional music was previously a tool used by the right wing to squeeze the living space of the left wing, but now it can be reversed and become a tool for the left wing to squeeze the right wing and compete for living space.

Since there are many contradictions among the Japanese red left, Li Xinghe's strategy can also blur the contradictions between the various communist parties.

Yajima Xun was persuaded by Li Xinghe:

"Okay. I agree with you. I will help you encourage people to vote for all opposition parties that are not in the ruling coalition in the party's propaganda materials."

Li Xinghe sent her to the police car:

“After you leave, don’t tell Hui Na that I’m on your side. She thought I was on the U.S. side.”

"No. Hui Na is still here. She is a famous rising star here. I have to stay with her to avoid any bad news."

Yajima Xun jumped down again.

Li Xinghe sighed:

"Don't say anything I do at that moment."

Then the two of them went and came back.

At the door of the detention building, Li Xinghe suddenly relapsed into his evil behavior. He hugged Yajima Xun in his arms and ravaged and squeezed him violently, then pushed him into the detention room.

"I let you go but you still won't leave. I think you deserve a big lesson, don't you?"

In the room, the new generation girl Hui Na wiped her tears and squatted in the corner crying. She was a baseball player with a tall and slender body, a small oval face, pitiful phoenix eyes, soft eyebrows, and a temperament that was melancholy and lovable, which really made people want to invade.

Seeing Yajima Xun coming in in a mess, the new generation girl Hui Na cried and wiped her nose:

"Punish me if you want to. I'm not afraid of you! I'm here to give birth to your child. I'm ready."

Have a baby?

Yajima Xun was stunned.

The new generation girl Hui Na protected her behind her and she said apologetically.

"As for me, I am his subordinate, just a pregnancy bed."

"She was originally captured by my sister to give birth to a child and continue the family bloodline." Li Xinghe explained calmly.

Yajima Xun's brain froze.

"?"

Although each word is in Japanese, why is it that when they are put together, Yajima Xun can no longer understand it?

Is this still an internal conflict within your family?

Li Xinghe scratched his head. The play had already come to this point, and he couldn't give up halfway. He could only grit his teeth and continue to curse:

"It seems that you are very clear about it. When my subordinates still come here every day, I let you go, which is already a leniency, but you still refuse to change."

Unexpectedly, the new generation girl Hui Na gritted her teeth and let Yajima Xun lie on the mat. She crawled on Yajima Xun, took off her pants and pointed at Li Xinghe: "Come on, as long as you don't violate Xiao Xun, I don't care what happens to me."

She also told Yajima Hiro:

"I'm sorry to trouble you. This is the punishment mechanism of our department."

Li Xinghe remained silent.

Who is spreading the rumor that Li Xinghe always opens the back door when punishing people?

Yajima Xun understood the complexity of the revolutionary struggle more. She hugged the new generation girl Hui Na tightly, and in order not to expose Li Xinghe's identity, she also gritted her teeth and closed her eyes.

"bring it on."

Li Xinghe felt that he was misunderstood even more deeply.

But it is true that he arrested two women separately, which was seen by the American military thugs as a private "sexual assault". If nothing was done, it might arouse suspicion.

So Li Xinghe rummaged through the building's medicine box, found Vaseline, and smeared it on the big buttocks of the new generation girl Hui Na.

Li Xinghe was not so serious as to turn the fake play into reality, so just like the new generation girl Huina said, he was going to open her back door to punish this woman.

The hips and legs of female baseball players are of course incomparable, with very little fat and strong muscles tightly and firmly protecting their anus.

Li Xinghe broke in with difficulty.

Blood dripped down.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The new generation girl Hui Na tightly protected Yajima Xun, while Yajima Xun slightly opened his eyes and watched Li Xinghe working on the new generation girl Hui Na. The three of them were stacked together, and Miss Hui Na was completely at a loss.