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

He pinched it casually, ignoring the Holy Spirit's pleading, and crushed and refined the Holy Spirit's soul.

Looking at the seal of heaven and earth next to the Nascent Soul, this is the so-called divine position. Then what is the New Testament royal power?

In the dormitory, Shen Muli was already fast asleep. The tiny bit of fabric of her sexy lingerie had been rolled back and forth and moved out of place. She was still holding a check in her little hand and mumbling something in her sleep that was incomprehensible.

In the dormitory not far away, Momonogi Kana's face still maintained an expression of horror, with tiny beads of sweat on her forehead. It seemed that she was very scared in her dream.

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Inside Yoyogi Park Villa.

Abe Nojaku clenched his teeth as if he wanted to swallow someone, and his face looked frighteningly serious and iron-green.

She took out another bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and picked it up with her thumb.

With a "bo" sound, the cork flew out.

She opened it directly without taking a cup. She tilted her head back, put her bright red lips to the bottle, and started drinking it down with a gulp.

After drinking half the bottle in one breath, Abe no Suku let out a long breath.

Her restless heart and uncontrollable emotions made her body more and more manic.

She tore off her red dress, raised her long arms, and threw it behind her casually.

Then she tightened her thigh muscles, took steps, and exposed her plump body.

She was wearing only a pair of red suspender stockings and walked onto the balcony barefoot.

Abe Noja leaned her back against the balcony railing, lightly touched the toes wrapped in red stockings, and her plump buttocks trembled, and she just sat on the balcony railing.

The railings dug deep into the plump buttocks, forcing the rest of the buttocks to hang down softly from both sides.

Like a stick hitting jelly.

Abe's buttocks tightened and quickly became firm.

With her feet dangling in the air, she looked at the moon in the sky.

Did you do something wrong?

You think you have everything under control, but in the end you are just someone else's pawn?

A former collaborator, this interim prime minister served for only two years.

He looks extremely weak and anyone can bully him.

But what has he done silently in the past two years?

Seems to have done a lot of things.

Inside Chiyoda Villa.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowned.

Putting the documents she had read aside, she stood up from the sofa.

Wearing slippers, he opened the door and walked into the small courtyard of the villa.

The black body-shaping stockings were tightly wrapped around her hips and waist, shining enchantingly in the moonlight.

The shirt, several buttons of which had been torn off by the trembling giant, could only cover her shoulders.

It turns out that this interim prime minister, who is generally recognized as useless, has done so many things without realizing it.

Shiraishi Nagihiru looked up at the moon.

The first thing the interim president did after taking office was to rotate most of the cabinet.

Except for the Home Minister and the Defense Minister, all others were replaced.

I checked the backgrounds of these other ministers and found that most of them were returnees from the United States.

During his tenure as interim prime minister, he and the cabinet proposed dozens of bills, most of which were passed by parliament.

Several key points were picked out by Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

The "Rice Field Reduction Act" was passed, which caused Japanese farmers to significantly reduce their rice plantings and switch to growing other so-called more valuable fruits.

The 'Revised Seed Law' was passed to promote and popularize wheat cultivation, which further dealt a blow to Japan's rice industry.

There is a rice shortage now. A big part of the reason is the lack of supply, apart from the large granaries being in the war.

The most terrifying thing about this bill is that it hands over all of Japan's public seed breeding rights to private companies. At the same time, the bill strictly prohibits Japanese farmers from collecting seeds for cultivation themselves, and if they discover this, the crop seedlings will be directly pulled out.

When the cabinet submitted this bill to the Diet, it claimed that private companies would greatly improve the quality of seeds for Japanese farmers, significantly increase the yield of Japanese crops per mu, increase the efficiency of Japan's agricultural industry, and align it with international standards.

When the bill was announced, the Japan Agricultural Cooperative Association was so happy that it could be said to be ecstatic.

[All public seed breeding rights have been handed over to private companies]. Just this one point, once Congress passes the bill, they can hold on to a long-term source of income and make huge profits.

This caused the farmers' association to frantically encourage farmers to speak out, and the members of Congress, inspired by this group of farmers' votes, passed the bill at an extremely fast speed.

But what they didn't notice was that there was a sentence in the middle of the bill: At the same time, Jewish capital such as Monsanto was allowed to enter the Japanese breeding market.

Even if they noticed, given the long-standing domineering behavior of the Japan Agricultural Cooperative Association, they don't care if anyone dares to compete, and they don't believe they will lose the competition.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu then looked through the seed trading data of the past two years, and felt even colder.

these past two years.

The various small companies under the Japan Agricultural Cooperative Association are not as good as the Jewish pharmaceutical companies from the United States in terms of total capital, government public relations, and legal strength.

In this breeding war, the Agricultural Association was quickly and completely defeated by Jewish capital, and some of the dozens of seed companies under its control have gone bankrupt.

The market has been gradually lost.

If...during this food shortage, if the farmers' associations can no longer bear the skyrocketing prices, they will sell out all the seeds they have stockpiled.

In the future, all seeds on the Japanese market will be brands of Jewish capital such as Monsanto.

It can be foreseen that in the future, Japanese farmers will pay patent fees and seed fees to Jewish companies when they grow crops.

And they are not allowed to collect seeds themselves, which means they will have to pay Jewish companies forever.

In other words.

From then on, the Japanese people’s food was controlled by the Jews.

If we further restrict rice production, and force farmers to grow wheat, they will change their lifestyle, give up rice, and eat bread, beef, and milk...

These are the strengths of Jewish companies.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu couldn't imagine that a nation's thousand-year-old habits would be so completely changed.

A rare incident of rice shortage is paved with so many bills.

Is all this a coincidence, or a step-by-step conspiracy by the Jews?

'Nothing in this world can be isolated. There must be a necessary connection behind any isolated incident.'

Shiraishi Nagimitsu thought of what Fang Zuo had said, and the image of the Prime Minister's harmless and honest face when he was being questioned appeared in his mind.

Is he Jewish?

Would the interim prime minister of a country with a population of over 100 million be a Jew?

Who would believe these things that I have deduced if I told them to others?

I'm afraid the Farmers' Association will be the first to jump out and criticize me.

Like water under the moonlight.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu felt a little cold and pulled his shirt, but it was stretched apart by his own huge penis.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I miss my man's arms so much.

I want to lie on his chest, warm and strong, holding my small body.

Where is he?

"What are you thinking about?" Fang Zuo appeared in the courtyard, looking a little tired.

When Shiraishi Nagimitsu heard the voice, she turned her head in disbelief, then flew into the man's arms.

"Thinking of you..."

After saying this, I don't know why, a line of tears fell.

"Why are you crying?" Fang Zuo was stunned.

"No, I'm just happy." Shiraishi Nagimitsu hooked her arms around Fang Zuo's neck, pressed her body tightly against him, and kissed him madly with her red lips.

Then he grabbed Fang Zuo's big hand and placed it on the buttocks wrapped in black body-shaping stockings.

"Tear it open..." Shiraishi Nagi whispered softly, "Love me... right here!"

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morning.

They both got up early.

Oda Yui is still sleeping, it seems that she was very tired from yesterday's training.

After finishing breakfast, Shiraishi Nagimitsu squatted down to put shoes on Fang Zuo, gave him a light kiss, and watched Fang Zuo leave.

With the man by her side, after a night, her mood was no longer as heavy as it was under the moonlight last night.

She felt much lighter, and had the confidence to walk through whatever lay ahead.

"I'm hungry." Oda Yui rubbed her sleepy eyes and walked down slowly from upstairs.

A large T-shirt was tilted and hung diagonally on her shoulders, with the corners tucked into her cute strawberry-stained panties.

Her long hair was scattered on her little face.

"Where's Onii-chan?" Oda Yui clapped her hands on her mouth and yawned.

"I just went out." Shiraishi Nagimitsu reached out and pulled out Oda Yui's T-shirt, then tidied her long hair and tied it with the rubber band in his hand to make a ponytail.

"Why didn't you wake me up? I haven't seen him for two days." Oda Yui frowned in frustration.

"You looked like you were sleeping so soundly that I didn't call you." Shiraishi Nagimitsu turned around and took out a sandwich: "Hurry up, I have to go to work too."

Oda Yui nodded, picked up the sandwich and milk, climbed onto the high stool and sat down.

I miss Onii-chan so much, where is he now?

If I suddenly appear in front of him, will he be scared?

Oda Yui was munching on a sandwich, her little face full of excitement.

Fang Zuo lay in the chair and looked inward at the mark of heaven and earth left by the Holy Spirit.

That girl Shen Muli was not in the dormitory early in the morning, and no one knew where she went.

Momonogi Kana was still sleeping. The horrified expression on her little face finally disappeared, replaced by a tired expression.

Fang Zuo looked at this mark of heaven and earth.

Although the Holy Spirit was not as powerful as he had expected, it was much more powerful than what he had obtained in the Deep Sea Sword Scar.

Is this how they attract worshippers?

Fang Zuo tried to place the mark of heaven and earth in his soul. Before he could refine it, he could feel it madly craving for incense.

After Fang Zuo took out some incense and put it in, the seal of heaven and earth devoured it greedily.

Then, countless noisy prayers, supplications, and blessings followed the incense into Fang Zuo's soul.

Greed, joy, sadness, hatred, all kinds of negative emotions surged and floated in the soul.

Fang Zuo's mind was shaken, and he drove the mark of heaven and earth away from his soul.

Release another trace of true fire to refine the negative emotions in the soul.

It seems that this thing is a bit troublesome.

"Mr. Fang Zuo." A delicate cry came from her.

Principal Hibiki Mitsuki.

She was wearing a short skirt and a floral shirt, with her black hair down and makeup on.

The woman, dressed in a younger style, walked over from a distance carrying some peeled and cut fruit.