People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

"Owner......"

Reluctantly, he slowly fell down.

"Even if you performed a blood sacrifice to summon the Yin Demon, I can't tolerate you." Fang Zuo shook his head: "What's more, my current identity is Fujino, the Tokyo Exorcist Guard."

He looked up and smiled at the hanging beautiful woman.

"Madam, you should know how to tell the Tokyo Exorcist Guard later, right?"

"You don't want your husband to lose his job, do you?"

"Oh, no, the one on the ground is your husband."

Fang Zuo frowned, stroking his chin and muttering to himself, "This is a bit difficult. Unfortunately, this body hasn't recovered its magic power, and I can't let you lose your memory."

After thinking for a few seconds, Fang Zuo took out his cell phone from his pocket.

Click click click.

The flash kept flashing.

It made the dim basement extremely bright.

"Well, ma'am, as a police officer in the Exorcist Squad, it's only reasonable for me to leave some evidence of the case."

"You probably won't object."

Fang Zuo scrolled through the photos on his phone and nodded with great satisfaction: "Thank you for your cooperation."

"You don't need me to teach you what to say and what not to say."

"I guess you don't want to bring shame to the Shiraishi family."

Chapter 2 Tokyo Exorcist, Female Security Captain

"I know what to do."

The beautiful woman nodded, loosened her teeth that were biting her lower lip, and said intermittently:

"My husband, Oda, is obsessed with witchcraft and wants to sacrifice my blood to summon a demon."

"Fortunately, Fujino-kun from the Tokyo Exorcist Guard showed up in time and stopped this blood sacrifice ritual."

"Arigato, Madam, please don't be so polite. Saving you is my duty." Fang Zuo nodded with satisfaction: "Should I call you Madam Oda or Madam Shiraishi?"

After saying that, Fang Zuo snapped his fingers.

The ropes on the beautiful woman broke.

There was a pop.

She fell in front of Fang Zuo.

Plump and fair.

A pair of giants.

Trembling and towering.

The beautiful woman wanted to struggle to stand up, but her hands and feet were numb and she couldn't move.

The struggle made her limbs even more exposed.

"He's dead. Just call me Shiraishi Nagimitsu." Shiraishi Nagimitsu buried her delicate little face deeply in her towering and exaggerated breasts.

The only little hand that could move was used to cover it up.

But I found that I couldn't block much.

The way this man sees himself, there is nothing private about it.

I was so shy that I almost cried.

Fang Zuo nodded and snapped his fingers again. The blood-stained clothes in the corner flew over and covered Shiraishi Nagimitsu's body.

When the naked body was covered by clothes, Shiraishi Nagimitsu's frightened heart calmed down a little.

"So, Mrs. Shiraishi is a widow now?" Fang Zuo said, "Can I live in your house? You know, I just came to Tokyo and I'm not familiar with it here yet."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu wanted to cry again.

In her eyes, this young man who could reduce the Sixth Heavenly Demon to ashes at any time was more terrifying than a devil.

He nodded slightly with trembling hands.

"Arigato." Fang Zuo nodded to express his gratitude.

A light finger.

A magical force suddenly rushed into Shiraishi Nagimitsu's body.

The paralyzed hands and feet suddenly became able to move.

She stood up quickly and put on her clothes behind her back.

After my naked body was completely covered, I suddenly felt a sense of security.

However, this professional woman's suit uniform was torn a lot when her husband pulled it.

The temperament of a professional woman, coupled with the exposed fair skin, adds a bit of sexiness.

"Excuse me, sir, can I go out?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu turned around and said timidly.

"Ladies first." Fang Zuo bent down slightly, put one hand in his pocket, and made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu was flattered and nodded hurriedly in return.

Just then the basement door was knocked open.

A beautiful short-haired girl wearing JK rushed in and threw herself into Shiraishi Nagimitsu's arms from a distance.

Hugging tightly, crying uncontrollably.

"Okasan, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Shiraishi Nagimitsu touched the beautiful girl's head and felt as if he were in another world for a moment.

He was sent to the Oda family as a political tool for marriage since he was young.

Now, I am finally free.

At the same time, a group of people in Tokyo Police uniforms rushed in.

"Baga, it's you again, Fujino! Why can't you do anything right?" A woman yelled at Fang Zuo, "How did you protect Councillors Oda and Shiraishi?"

Fang Zuo was stunned. This woman looked familiar.

Oval face, long black hair, red lips.

An OL uniform, a white shirt underneath, and black high heels.

She is tall, and her black stockings are stretched out by her plump thighs to a light black color.

He is affiliated with the Tokyo Spiritual Dissent Association and serves as the youngest deputy captain of the Tokyo Exorcist Guard.

Miss Sakura Kurumi.

Of course, he is also the most outstanding Onmyoji in Sensoji Temple in Tokyo, Japan.

"Shut up, Miss Sakura." Shiraishi Nagimitsu took a step forward, his face cold: "If Fujino-kun hadn't saved me, I would have died here."

"My husband did everything. He wanted to sacrifice me to the summoned Sixth Heavenly Demon in order to revive the Oda clan."

"You should apologize to Fujino-kun immediately."

"Also, I want to know why this kind of evil thing happened in Tokyo?"

"Your Spiritual Dissent Society and Exorcist Guard didn't even notice any signs."

"How do you make the people of Tokyo feel at ease?"

"I will impeach you in Parliament on this matter."

"Mrs. Shiraishi, on behalf of the Tokyo Exorcist Guard, I apologize to you." Sakura Kurumi placed her hands on her plump thighs and bowed 90 degrees.

"And me, Miss Yingkong Kurumi." Fang Zuo said with a smile.

Yingkong Kurumi looked at Fang Zuo suspiciously.

Fujino, who has been playing a minor role in the Tokyo Exorcist Guard, set a record for the highest number of complaints in a year.

Was it him who saved Councillor Shiraishi?

Yingkong Kurumi had serious doubts.

"Ms. Sakura Kurumi, I don't want to see you, the Tokyo Exorcist Guard, showing no professionalism at all." Shiraishi Nagihiru frowned and said, "Please apologize to Fujino-kun, immediately."

"I'm sorry, Councillor Shiraishi." Sakura Kurumi lowered her head deeply.

Fang Zuo nodded with satisfaction.

Big has its advantages, and small has its beauty.

If you are used to eating big fish and meat, some pickles are also fine.

Based on my experience of dual cultivation, the small pickles are spicier.

Suddenly, someone next to him bowed to Fang Zuo.

Fang Zuo was stunned. It turned out to be Shiraishi Nagimitsu's daughter.

"Thank you for saving my mother." The JK short-haired beauty girl put her hands on her knees and bowed deeply.

"You're welcome. This is my duty." Fang Zuo glanced at him.

There is a lot of room for growth.

Obviously the child takes after her mother.

Fang Zuo looked at Shiraishi Nagimitsu again.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu obviously sensed something and a blush appeared on her face.

"Oka-san, your face is so red, let's go to the hospital." The JK short-haired beauty hugged Shiraishi Nagimitsu's arm with concern.

"No, I'm just a little tired." Shiraishi Nagimitsu touched the top of the head of the JK short-haired beautiful girl guiltily.

"Mrs. Shiraishi, I know you're frightened." Yingkong Kurumi lowered her head slightly and said, "But according to procedure, as the victim, you still need to go back to the police station with me to record what happened."

"Okay, I'll go change my clothes." Shiraishi Nagimitsu nodded.

Fang Zuo raised the hand holding the cell phone high and waved at Shiraishi Nagimitsu, as if saying goodbye.

Only Shiraishi Nagimitsu knew what was in the phone.

That embarrassing posture made her face even redder.

Suddenly I thought that this strange yet powerful mysterious man would live with me.

Parts of my body felt inexplicably numb, and my legs went weak.

"Oka-san, be careful." The JK short-haired beauty girl quickly supported him.

Deep beneath Tokyo TV Tower.

The Tokyo Exorcist Guard's headquarters is located here.

A dozen people sat in a row around a long table.

"This is the thirteenth case of demon summoning in Tokyo." Sakura Kurumi stood in front of the projection, pointing her pointer at the projected video image.

"We found this in Councillor Oda's study," said Sakura Kurumi, pointing to a black Bible.

"What makes this Bible different from ordinary Bibles is that it is full of pictures and records of various rituals."

"However, there are no text annotations. I think it must require some special method to see it."

"Also, we found this necklace on Councillor Oda's body."

"This Bible and this necklace are exactly the same as those used in the previous twelve summoning incidents."

"I have reason to believe that this is a new cult."

"Fujino, you, why are you sleeping? What do you want to do?"

“Bagaya Road.”