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

Her shirt was open, with all the buttons ripped off savagely, and she was covered with her suit jacket.

The black bra was thrown on the ground, and the black stockings with several large holes in them hung down beside her legs.

Legs rested on the armrest of the sofa.

She fell asleep contentedly, her red lips slightly parted, her face with a natural flush.

Suddenly she woke up with a start, raised her little head slightly in confusion, and looked at her empty house.

"Don't go." Her voice was sobbing and tears were streaming.

"I didn't leave." Fang Zuo walked over from the side, picked him up, and sat him astride.

"It hurts...it hurts...it hurts so much." Feng Hualian cried out in grievance, her little fists clenched into fists and she kept hitting the man's chest.

"I'm sorry." Fang Zuo placed her gently across his thighs and passed a warm breath over to her.

Circulating the Qi in Fenghua Lian's body.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore..." Feng Hualian hooked her arms around the man's neck, smelled his scent, and enjoyed the tenderness that did not belong to her.

"I thought...I thought you left again." A complex emotion made her want to cry.

The little head burrowed into the man's arms again.

"No, didn't you say you had something to tell me?" Fang Zuo looked at Feng Hualian's tearful face, bent down and gently kissed her tears.

Only then can you raise your head.

Feng Hualian, however, held him tightly in her arms, not letting him leave.

It was as if she wanted to rub herself into the man's body, and she didn't let the man go until his red lips became numb from the kiss.

"Do you like me now?" Feng Hualian let her body be held by the man, one small hand on Fang Zuo's chest, the other hand touching Fang Zuo's face, and said softly.

"like."

"If one day you find that the me now is not myself, will you still like me?" Feng Hualian asked again.

"like."

"You're lying." Feng Hualian curled her lips and said, "You didn't even understand what I said."

"I understand." Fang Zuo opened his mouth and bit the little hand that had been kneading his face.

Feng Hualian quickly retracted her fingers, avoiding Fang Zuo's teeth, and moved to another place to continue her mischief.

But this time Fang Zuo predicted it accurately and bit her finger, tearing it with his teeth.

Feng Hualian's face turned red. The force was just like the tearing of her shirt.

"You just don't understand." Feng Hualian sighed, feeling very upset. "How could you possibly understand? Even I don't know what I'm saying, let alone what I want to do."

[All I know is that I used someone else's identity to fall in love with someone else's man.]

[Using something that does not belong to you in order to obtain something that does not belong to you.]

【How ridiculous, Kaedeka Ren. 】

Feng Hualian thought bitterly.

"Is it possible that I understand, but you think I don't understand?" Fang Zuo said with a smile.

"Humph, how is that possible." Feng Hualian made a face: "I already said I have something to tell you."

"I didn't ask you not to say it." Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows: "You just kept shouting."

"Damian, damian, don't say that anymore." Feng Hualian covered the man's mouth with her small hands.

When the man seemed to stop, she took her hands down with a shy face.

Then he reached out hard to pick up the briefcase that was thrown on the ground.

Fang Zuo reached out and picked up the briefcase and placed it on Feng Hualian.

The rough touch scraped across the purple and swollen skin pinched by Fang Zuo, making Feng Hualian frown.

"Do you understand these? Help me take a look. These are the latest case materials in Tokyo." Feng Hualian took out some documents and handed them to Fang Zuo, then put the briefcase back.

"This is the Seven Star Dragon Gathering Formation, interesting." Fang Zuo narrowed his eyes.

These documents are detailed maps of Tokyo, with the locations of shrines outlined using various marks and red lines.

It turns out that someone built such a huge formation using a shrine in Tokyo.

"Can you really understand this thing?" Feng Hualian looked at the man in front of her in surprise, and her already tender gaze became even more tender.

I wish I could wrap myself around him tightly and never let go.

Mysterious and powerful.

Violent and gentle.

"This formation is fine, but the overall feng shui layout is terrible." Fang Zuo shook his head. "The tall buildings are like mountains, and the streets and alleys are like flowing water. The positioning of this Seven Star Formation, through this layout, although it gathers energy, it doesn't hide the wind."

"What do you mean?" Feng Hualian was completely confused and didn't understand at all.

"While Tokyo is dotted with tall buildings, winding streets, and elevated roads, winding and winding, with layers of protection, it can gather energy, but these seven star locations lack the vibrant land of lush grass and abundant forests." Fang Zuo carefully examined the map of Tokyo. "If the wind is not hidden, even if the energy is gathered, it will not last."

"I still don't understand." Feng Hualian shook her head. She could understand what was being said before, but now she couldn't understand anything at all.

"It's just that the city construction is not good and there is a lack of greening." Fang Zuo rolled his eyes.

"I understand." Feng Hualian nodded her head.

Although I still don’t understand what the lack of greenery has to do with this formation.

"What's underneath this Seven-Star Dragon Gathering Formation?" Fang Zuo asked.

If I'm not mistaken, there must be something underground.

The formation also needs energy to drive it.

If there is natural spiritual energy in places with mountains, rivers and streams, then where does the spiritual energy come from in such a large city to drive such a large formation?

Nature relies on underground sources.

"The remains of Taira no Masakado are buried beneath seven shrines." Kaede Kaede said, "I also met one."

"'Taira Masakado'?" Fang Zuo had never heard of this name.

Kaedekaren explained the origin of 'Taira Masakado'.

"Which Taoist master, unskilled in his art, did this on purpose?" Fang Zuo shook his head. "Using dead energy to nourish the dragon veins, isn't this just a dead dragon? The root of disaster is deeply buried."

"It's a thousand-year-old faction in Japan, the Jiujiu Sect. Have you heard of it?" Feng Hualian said, "I heard that in the past few decades, they have even competed with China in Feng Shui techniques."

"The Jiuju Sect? I seem to have heard of it." Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows, as if he had heard many Taoists discussing this kind of thing when he attended the Taoist ceremony in Longhu Mountain.

It is said that in recent years, Japanese Feng Shui masters have been secretly plotting everywhere in the country.

Just like major cities have been inexplicably nailed down with dragon-locking piles, there have also been many feng shui buildings, such as the Samurai Saber Building in Lujiazui, Shanghai.

Even small temples here and there still enshrine the resentful spirits of Japan.

But what's the use? It's a ridiculous waste of time. It's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. It can't stop the rise of Zulong.

"What about this?" Feng Hualian took out another piece of information and gave it to Fang Zuo.

A map of Japan is densely marked with red dots.

Fang Zuo took a quick look at it, his eyes suddenly widened, and he examined it carefully.

[One Qi Star Array]

Although the Seven Star Dragon Gathering Formation just now was huge, it was only a basic formation.

As long as the conditions are met, it can be roughly formed.

It's nothing more than the effectiveness.

There is a Feng Shui Association in Japan, it is very common and nothing special.

This formation is a true Taoist tradition, complex and obscure.

Transform these buildings into stars, if you make a mistake at one step, all of them will go wrong, just like weaving a web, one change will lead to thousands of changes.

Even Fang Zuo couldn't understand the specific effects.

Which Taoist master did this?

Is it the formation master from the small world who has ascended to heaven again?

What on earth is he going to do?

------

In an apartment building far from Yoyogi Park.

Zhang Benren's cell phone kept ringing.

"Mr. Zhang, why aren't you taking action yet?" a message came from a dark web mobile phone group.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, you're being offered ten times the reward, why haven't you done it yet?" The assassins in the group raised their doubts.

"Everyone, I'm giving up on this case. I'm giving it to you." Zhang Benren said with a smile.

【"What?"】

【"give up?"】

【"Why?"】

"No reason. I don't need to explain to you. I will explain the situation to my employer." Zhang Benren sneered.

Zhang Benren clicked on an avatar in the group and sent a voice message to him individually: "I withdraw from the assassination of Abe Nosuke."

"Why, Mr. Zhang? Is the price not enough?" the employer sent a message.

"Why do you know this? I'm here to make money, not to be a pathfinder for others." Zhang Benren sneered.

There was silence.

After a while, the employer sent a message in the dark web group:

Since Mr. Zhang has withdrawn from this assassination plan, I have decided that whoever kills the target will receive ten times the reward. If we kill the target together, in addition to the original reward, we will split the tenfold reward equally.

There was an uproar in the dark web group.

The killers became excited.

But there are also many people who are clear-headed and waiting silently.

Since Zhang Benren didn't take action, he must have his reasons.

And far away.

Abe Nojaku sneered as he sensed the movements around him.

There was more than one person approaching here.

I don’t know which force sent these guys here to die.

Watching them skillfully arrange various tools, they seem very professional.

"Let me do it." A voice echoed in Abe Nojaku's mind: "I just happen to be a little thirsty for blood."

"Hi!" An Bei Nai Que knelt on the ground respectfully.

In the apartment building in the distance.

Zhang Benren focused his eyes on Abe Nosuke's villa in the distance.

In the art of qigong.

In the hazy night, dozens of light spots were surrounding Abe Nosuke's location.

A bunch of guys who don't know whether to live or die.

Zhang Benren sneered.

There was a hint of suspicion in his sneer. Abe Nojaku remained motionless, as if he didn't care about these people at all.

Could it be my own illusion?

suddenly.