Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

Li Xinghe chose the cheapest method.

First, buy a steel-structured simulation toy gun. Don’t buy a Japanese-made one, buy a domestic one.

This kind of domestic imitation toy gun has only some material differences from a real gun, except for the solid barrel and the sear, which are used to prevent buyers from converting it into a real gun. The so-called solid barrel and sear are completely fake locks that can only protect against gentlemen but not villains. Someone with a keen eye can get through it with a micro drilling lathe.

The police in the island country do not allow the sale, but in fact they cannot control online purchases and offline pickup.

Li Xinghe had thrown away the fake ID and toy gun he bought last time. This time he started over again and anonymously bought a replica Glock 17 at a random toy store.

Cost 8500 yen.

Then, I searched for a hardware workshop on an online map, called the owner anonymously, and rented the use of the workshop for half a day in the name of "making models for parent-child activities."

Buy a few Gundam gift box camouflages.

The total cost was 40000 yen.

Arrive at the store and take the key from the mailbox.

Start the lathe.

Just break the barrel and the firing pin sear, and you will get a simulated gun that can fire without even grinding the rifling.

Leave some paper boxes and plastic frames of the finished Gundam to the owner to verify the authenticity of the parent-child activity.

I bought 11 rounds of 9mm bullets in advance from the Tokyo Black Market channel on Telegram and handed them over in a storage cabinet without a camera.

The total cost is 100000 yen, buy ten and get one free.

Bullets are much more expensive than guns, 1 yen per bullet.

It took only more than three hours to solve the need for guns. Li Xinghe destroyed all records, changed his clothes, shoes and socks, disguised himself, and took a taxi with a fake identity to Kabukicho in Shinjuku, Tokyo.

The total cost was about 15 yen.

Li Xinghe, with a gun and bullets hidden in his bag, strode towards Kabukicho. The famous "Kabukicho Ichibangai" sign at the door had not yet lit up the neon lights, and the street was sparsely populated.

Li Xinghe hummed a song:

"The Japanese police are such a loser. If you don't clean up the gangs, I'm going to kill them."

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Chapter 10 Dayu cannot control the flood

Miyake Mariya arrived earlier than Li Xinghe.

Today she was wearing translucent white silk over-the-knee socks, a pair of white patent leather half-boots, a corseted miniskirt tied with a sparkling rhinestone belt, a chest-length vest and a white half-length windbreaker, which made her look pure and sexy.

Like Li Xinghe, she also dressed up as a hot girl.

Hiding outside the block, she was wearing sunglasses and when she saw Li Xinghe, she walked towards him slowly.

Li Xinghe smiled and joked:

"Hopefully your fans won't shoot me, we're going to do some intimate things today."

Maria held Li Xinghe's arm, rolled her eyes and complained:

"They will probably have to be caught cheating before they realize the reality."

After all, the manager is crazy and he won’t admit defeat until he sees the female anchor being filled with puffs.

When Miyake Maria came, she had already bought a lot of cosmetics, clothes, disposable gloves and wigs from different stores in the drugstore street near the University of Tokyo. Now Miyake Maria dressed them up for the second time, wearing wigs, makeup, and trendy and weird clothes, making them look like the kind of mentally handicapped boys and girls who dropped out of junior high school in the island country, integrating into Kabukicho.

Then Li Xinghe disassembled the gun and entered MORI nightclub with Miyake Maria. When no one was paying attention to the nightclub just after it opened, they observed and confirmed the layout of the private rooms.

This is a typical secret and erotic nightclub, with dark and simple decoration, wooden partitions dividing several private rooms, and cheap loud speakers roaring in people's ears.

Then the two of them sat in the booth near the dance floor, hugged each other and kissed, as if no one was around.

Mariya Miyake rode on Li Xinghe, their skirt rubbing against their pants, their shield against their gun, their lips against their tongues, their red lips touching their sweet tongue.

The two of them sat together and ate the raw food for an hour before Miyake Goto and several people from the Agatsuma group slowly arrived at the scene.

Thanks to the wig and makeup skills, Miyake Goto didn't recognize that the woman who was hugging and kissing the man not far away from him was the idol vtuber daughter that he created.

Mariya Miyake kissed her father, who had been mentally controlling her for a long time, extremely passionately.

Her hot tongue chased Li Xinghe continuously, and the saliva flowing between her lips and teeth formed an endless silk thread.

As Miyake Goto walked past her, she became more and more excited.

"Woo~woo~"

Li Xinghe felt his pants were wet again. Maria Miyake was like a juicer, shaking uncontrollably, the juice gushing out, flowing along the translucent stockings, soaking Li Xinghe's pants, like an endless spring.

When Miyake Goto and the members of the Azuma group entered Room D together, Li Xinghe broke the kiss and teased her:

"I am not a water god. I cannot cure your water."

"Screw you."

Maria Miyake continued to roll her eyes, but she was not angry at all. Instead, she continued to kiss with a smile.

More than ten minutes passed during this kiss.

Li Xinghe held her tightly and asked, "Just to confirm, based on your father's contact with the gang, I have to use a gun. Are you afraid?"

"I couldn't ask for more." Miyake Maria took out a makeup mirror and touched up her makeup. There was a hint of madness in her tenderness, and she wasn't afraid at all.

The nightclub is officially open.

When the only beauties on the stage started dancing wildly, the men and women on the dance floor hugged and kissed each other, and some even took off their bras and rubbed their naked bodies against the men. The smell of heather and fishy smell spread in the dance hall.

Li Xinghe and Miyake Maria hugged each other completely, like a pair of lovers who wanted to be stuffed into each other's bodies. They kissed from the dance floor to the bar, and from the bar quietly approached the wall of room D.

The blasting music in a nightclub can cover up a shooting, the dark environment of a decadent revelry with no cameras, and the DNA sprayed by countless men and women are all perfect camouflage to conceal one's tracks.

So when Miyake Maria sat on Li Xinghe, lowered her chest and took out the magazine, Li Xinghe had already taken out the Glock 17 from his underwear.

Intermittent sounds of their conversation could be heard in the room.

"Why tomorrow? Are you crazy? I still have to report to the young leaders of the Sumiyoshi-kai..."

"Baga, this is what the Americans mean!"

"Didn't the US army flee in the confrontation? Now is a time of great upheaval. How can we act rashly?"

The two people were engaged in an argument. The congressman was forcing them madly, while the gang member was refusing very rationally, which was quite a contrast.

By using the volume of the voices and the rigid rules regarding which seats Japanese people of different ranks should sit, Li Xinghe aimed at the leader of the Agatsuma group through the wooden wall.

"Actually, you work for that country in the west, right?" Maria Miyake kissed his earlobe, her eyes wandering, and suddenly asked.

boom!

The bullet and Li Xinghe's heart beat together.

The bullet passed through the wooden wall of the nightclub's private room, pierced through the head of Azuma Zuzu and the chest of Azuma Masao, and brought up a cloud of blood.

Li Xinghe frowned and looked at Miyake Maria. She continued to hug Li Xinghe frankly and stroked Li Xinghe's back comfortingly:

"My father has been working with American diplomats for a long time, and I have always been with him. If a CIA agent came to look for me, he would definitely go to him first, but you didn't. You went to me first."

This very simple method of identification made Li Xinghe frown slightly.

He made a slight mistake in his judgment of Maria Miyake. Although this woman had been manipulated by her father as a puppet for a long time, she was not without ability. On the contrary, she seemed to be more alert than her father. Perhaps this time, from providing intelligence to arriving at the scene together, she had planned it intentionally.

But Li Xinghe did not stop firing the gun.

boom!

Another bullet broke through the wooden board and pierced the femoral artery of the deputy leader of the Azuma team.

At this time, the people from Miyake Goto and Agatsuma group in the room suddenly realized that they had been shot twice amid the thunderous music of the nightclub.

Masao Agatsuma and the deputy team leader fell in a pool of blood, twitching all over.

Click.

Li Xinghe fired the shot again, but it misfired.

This is normal, because the bullets bought on the black market are often reloaded bullets that have been passed down from unknown hands.

The pistol was already getting hot after unloading and reloading.

Maria Miyake was also feeling hot. She lifted up Li Xinghe's shirt and kissed his chest. Her tongue swirled around his pectoral muscles, and her fingers stroked and pressed between her thighs.

But Li Xinghe grabbed her hand, held the gun and started shooting at the private room.

boom!

boom!

boom!

He fired three random shots at the location he remembered, but only hit one person.

Six consecutive shots killed and wounded three small leaders and key members of the Azuma Group. Li Xinghe immediately prepared to evacuate.

We need a living person to expose the conspiracy between Miyake Goto and the gang.

And the people outside were already in a commotion.

The murder mission was successfully completed. With two or three people killed, the gang Azuma-gumi would definitely report the case to their boss, the Sumiyoshi-kai, and the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department would definitely not let go of this major case, and the scandal of Miyake Goto meeting with the leader of the Azuma-gumi would inevitably be exposed.

The old men in Congress would not let him go. The CIA's attempt to stir up anti-China sentiment among the people in Tokyo was once again interrupted.

He was almost finished.

Li Xinghe picked up Maria Miyake in his arms and walked towards the bathroom next to him.

Entering the women's restroom, Li Xinghe placed Maria Miyake on the sink.

The Glock 17 in his hand was pointed at Maria Miyake's forehead:

"Seeing through me, what do you want?"

For Li Xinghe, being discovered was no big deal. If necessary, he could kill Miyake Maria and Miyake Goto and he would still be safe.

At this moment, Miyake in private room D suddenly woke up from his dream and let out a hoarse scream.

"Help! Help!"

Listening to her biological father howling like a rotten dog next door, crying and crying, imagining his extremely ugly begging for mercy, Miyake Maria's two straight long legs kept trembling, and she held Li Xinghe's arm unsteadily. Then she pursed her red lips, her cheeks flushed, and a warm current rushed down, flowing smoothly along her already soaked stockings, and slowly fell into her small white leather boots.

Li Xinghe glanced sideways, trying to guess how much of her fluid was in her little leather boots.

"Cooperation."

A blush appeared on Miyake Maria's pretty cheeks. She moved Li Xinghe's gun away and panted:

"Don't kill him now. Wait two years until he is no longer useful, and then you can eliminate him and I will take over his district. You have a good ally. I am the youngest female member of Congress. How about that?"

Seeing that Li Xinghe did not react, Miyake Maria revealed a shameful expression and gently kicked Li Xinghe:

"I'm sincere and I've given you my dignity. What else do you want? This membrane? You can take it if you want."

Cooperation?

This was a proposal like a sweet rain. Because Li Xinghe's mission was to find those wedges that could interfere with the political situation of the island country. If Miyake Maria could inherit her father's constituency, it would mean that she would enter the Congress where the old men gathered and become one of the 710 power animals standing at the top of the country. And if Miyake Maria wanted to inherit her father's business, she needed a backer to help her stabilize the constituency, which was the country behind Li Xinghe that she thought.

She is smarter than Miyake Goto.

Li Xinghe put away his gun and picked up Miyake Mariya:

"I'll get it when I have time...then I'll help you wholeheartedly."

"We are helping each other wholeheartedly. You help me and I help you." Mariya smiled like cherry blossoms.

After escaping from the window of the nightclub toilet, Li Xinghe disassembled the imitation pistol that could explode at any time, threw the broken plastic shell into the trash can, and buried the barrel and bullets in a bird's nest on a tree inside the wall of the Shinjuku District Office. He wore gloves throughout the process to leave no fingerprints.

After the insect extermination and shooting day, Li Xinghe and Miyake Maria took a taxi north and said goodbye near Ikebukuro subway station.

"Remember, if anyone asks, just say that we were just hanging out in Ikebukuro, hanging out with classmates."

Maria Miyake didn't care about the peculiar smell and the uncomfortable feeling of slippery skin on her body. She hummed a song easily, holding Li Xinghe's arm, and danced like a little girl.

"Yes, yes, a two-person social gathering for the purpose of dating."

She is very happy.

After more than ten years of bondage, he was finally freed from his shackles and able to see the light of day again.