Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine.

Given the current situation in Israel, a ceasefire is absolutely impossible, even if it drags the entire country into a quagmire.

Otherwise, given the corruption case he's carrying, he would definitely go to jail, and he absolutely wouldn't accept that outcome.

If it weren't for the sudden uprising in Gaza, if those lowly people hadn't recklessly taken up arms, he wouldn't have ended up like this today.

They should have stayed quietly in the designated area, obedient like livestock, but they chose to refuse.

Thinking of this, he picked up the phone again and dialed the encrypted line to the front-line command post:

"Expedite the operation in Gaza, increase the frequency of raids there, and leave no one alive among those damned Hamas members. Also..."

He paused, his gaze turning ruthless.

"Strengthen the blockade of Gaza, strictly prohibit everyone from entering or leaving, and stop all food, water and medicine sent by the United Nations from being delivered to us. Since they have chosen to resist, let them taste the price of resistance."

A voice immediately came from the other end of the phone: "Understood."

After issuing the order, the Israeli Prime Minister was finally able to vent his anger.

What ceasefire? The war will never end...

……

The Hanchuan family.

When Han Chuan You got home, he found a cardboard box on the coffee table.

"My package?"

Han Chuanyou sat down in front of the sofa.

Han Chuan Mei Yue changed into a spaghetti strap dress, reclined on a cushion while eating fruit, and said in a languid voice, "Yeah, what did you buy this time?"

She picked up a piece of watermelon and fed it to him.

“Of course it’s good stuff.” Han Chuanyou leaned back a little, indicating his dissatisfaction. “I want you to feed it from somewhere else.”

"This is such a hassle?"

Han Chuan Meiyue glanced at him, parted her lips slightly, and opened her mouth to take the piece of watermelon in.

Han Chuanyou bit her lip and ate it, but was still not satisfied: "Wrong, it should be like this."

He chewed on the watermelon, his gaze sweeping over Meiyue from head to toe. Then he picked up a piece of honeydew melon and, to her puzzled look, placed it on her delicate collarbone.

The fruit pulp clung to her skin, swaying slightly with her movements.

Han Chuanyou leaned closer, pressed his lips to hers, and put the piece of melon into his mouth, touching Meiyue's delicate and warm skin.

The interplay of coolness and warmth felt like an electric current climbing up the spine to the back of the neck.

Han Chuan Mei Yue narrowed her beautiful eyes, turned her face to nuzzle his head, and her voice carried a hint of soft charm at the end:

"You've really gone too far."

"This is called romance. When are we going to have a human feast? You can be the tableware, or I can be the tableware."

"Don't be so perverted." Han Chuan Mei Yue pushed his face away.

"What do you mean by perverted? How is this any different from when you licked me back then?"

"The difference is huge."

Han Chuan Meiyue crossed her legs and stared at Han Chuan You's neck, as if she was thinking about something.

Han Chuanyou smiled slightly, saying this, but in his heart he was still eager to try.

Pick up a slice of watermelon, lie back, and place the watermelon around your neck:

"Come on, Mizuki, eat as much as you want."

Han Chuan Meiyue rolled her eyes, her Adam's apple bobbing. She lowered her legs, rolled over, and bit down on his neck.

Teeth rubbed against her neck, Han Chuanyou held Meiyue's supple waist, looked down at her ears which were flushed with a faint blush, and felt a ticklish sensation as her hair brushed against the tip of her nose.

"How about it?"

"That's interesting..."

Han Chuan Meiyue raised her bright face, pursed her lips, her eyes moist, and looked at Han Chuan You beneath her with doting affection, liking him more and more the more she looked at him.

She couldn't help but bite his lips again, her pearly teeth pressing down slightly, as if to release the overflowing tenderness she felt.

After separating again, Han Chuan You couldn't help but complain:

"You're such a closet pervert, Mizuki, you're such a pretentious guy."

"You're being disrespectful! I'm just taking responsibility..."

"Eating here is pointless, let's eat here instead."

"...Beg me."

Han Chuanyou kissed the tip of her nose: "Please, my Meiyue, my dear sister."

"..."

Han Chuan Meiyue stared at the face beneath her that she could never tire of looking at, her breathing gradually becoming heavy, and no matter what, she couldn't muster any disgust.

"Humph……"

Her voice became increasingly charming.

……

Han Chuan You narrowed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

That gave him the opportunity to pick up the delivery box on the coffee table.

He patted Miyuki's buttocks to make her move aside, then took out a small knife from the coffee table drawer and disassembled the cardboard box.

Upon opening the cardboard box, a stack of talismans came into view.

These were all purchased online from overseas. Last time, he only bought ordinary talismans, which made him realize that relying on just one place might not be very useful. This time, he found a legitimate Taoist temple called Zixiao Palace.

Hopefully, this shipment will be delivered.

as predicted.

Seeing the aura emanating from it, he knew he had made the right purchase, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

[Products from the Zixiao Palace Lingbao Pavilion are guaranteed to be of the highest quality. You have received the following items: 2 Yellow-Rank High-Grade Five Thunder Talismans, 2 Black-Rank Low-Grade Burning Heaven Talismans, 16 Yellow-Rank High-Grade Talisman Papers, 8 Black-Rank Low-Grade Talisman Papers, and 1 tael of Black-Rank Low-Grade Cinnabar.]

Han Chuan You nodded in satisfaction and pinched Mei Yue's cheek to show his praise.

"What?"

Han Chuan Mei Yue looked up, thinking he had been scratched.

"It's nothing, Mizuki, I love you to death."

"Only I can let you have your way like this."

Han Chuan Mei Yue raised her eyebrows to look at him, her tone helpless.

"Now you're really riding on my head, aren't you?" Han Chuanyou said smugly.

"Don't be so smug..."

Han Chuan You couldn't help but narrow his eyes again.

He took out the talismans and examined them one by one, as if trying to figure out what they were.

He had already memorized the Secret Records of Taiqing Talismans and had learned the basics of drawing various talismans, which no longer seemed particularly difficult to him.

Han Chuan Mei Yue also started drawing talismans, and although she was clumsy, their power was quite fierce.

The time was about right, Han Chuanyou reminded her, "It's time..."

Mizuki ignored her and hugged her even tighter.

Han Chuanyou had no choice but to put down the talisman and raise his hand.

……

"How about that... are you satisfied now..."

Meiyue looked at him again, her lips glistening under the light, her voice slightly hoarse, adding to her alluring charm and making one's heart flutter.

"Mizuki, I love you."

"I love you too……"

Breath sprayed on my body, sending waves of itchiness through me, and a warmth rose in my heart once more.

Chapter 215 Mizuki is full, the Middle Eastern Grim Reaper is preparing.

The warmth vanished in an instant. Han Chuan Meiyue pursed her lips, tidied him up, then straightened up, smoothed the strands of hair that had fallen to either side, and her eyes shone brightly with tears.

"It's not as unacceptable as I imagined."

Han Chuanyou sighed, his expression sorrowful:

"The thought that those lives, believing they had seen the dawn and preparing to scramble for the sole spot for ascension, only to be met with a path to death, leaving them only to cry out that ascension was a hoax, breaks my heart. Life, oh life, is as bitter as a song..."

Han Chuan Mei Yue punched him: "Get lost, you're acting innocent after getting the benefit, what kind of lousy song are you singing?"

"You do not understand."

He glanced at Meiyue's lips. Her current physique was almost at the level of perfection, her metabolism nearly stagnant, lacking that astringent feeling. It was a pity...

Han Chuan Mei Yue stopped arguing with this guy who was sometimes lewd and sometimes childish, and glanced at the box on the coffee table.

"Why are you buying these weird and strange things again?"

Han Chuan You teased her, "It's to protect you from the Grim Reaper, so you don't get electrocuted, Mizuki."

"Stop talking..."

The more Han Chuan Mei Yue talked, the more she felt she deserved to die.

He's still just a child...

Seeing that Han Chuan Meiyue seemed to be heading to the washroom, Han Chuan You called out, "I'm going upstairs to play some games. Call me when it's time to eat!"

"Go, go..."

Han Chuan Mei Yue waved her hand casually.

She touched her stomach; it felt warm and comforting, and she suddenly felt less hungry.

Han Chuanyou went upstairs and put all the talismans into his storage ring.

There's no rush to draw the talismans yet; it will take some time for the mooncakes to be ready. He plans to refine the weapon first.

Mossad has messed with me; they'll learn their lesson. Do they really think I don't know who they are? I have people in the CIA.

I should also make a trip to the Middle East.

However, to do something well, you must first have the right tools.

The distance was quite far, and his current strength wasn't at the level of being able to deliver Dongfeng Express without fail, so he could only send his shadow clone there using a celestial boat.

The Grim Reaper of the Middle East should be coming online soon.

Those guys are really annoying; no wonder they're a nation that's been wandering for thousands of years.

Han Chuan You took out an M24 from his storage bag.

During this period, he modified all the handguns he had confiscated in the past.

After exploring the Palm Hundred Forging technique for some time, it's time to try to advance to the next level.

If a modified pistol can be this powerful, I wonder how powerful a sniper rifle would be.

With increased size, more array patterns can be recorded.

He incorporated his own understanding of weapon crafting techniques. The combination of array patterns and weapon crafting techniques allows magical artifacts to kill enemies not only by their own strength and spirit guiding speed.

This is the power of cultivating both weaponry and array formations.

He took out the materials he had collected when he killed the Soul-Eating Rat last time, as well as a mid-grade magic crystal.

The magic crystal was dropped after the last kill of Mossad members. It is embedded in the magic artifact as an energy storage device. The spiritual energy flows out through this transfer device, which will greatly increase the power and also further enhance the stability of the magic artifact.

After the upgrade, it might be called the Magic Bullet Gun.

Han Chuan You used his manipulation technique, and all the materials floated in mid-air.