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

Japan's most powerful and famous female parliamentarian died so easily.

Originally, they had planned to wait until the war was over before Judaism would cause trouble for her, but they didn't expect that she would come to them on her own initiative.

Zuckerberg picked up the light gold jacket, and a mixture of perfume and female hormone body odor rushed into Zuckerberg's nostrils.

He took a deep breath, and the strong feminine scent immediately made the blood in his lower body stir.

This female congresswoman may not have a face or breasts as beautiful as Shiraishi Nagimitsu, but her plump buttocks are the attraction of all men who know women well.

Zuckerberg sighed regretfully.

It's such a pity that he died like this.

I should have spared her life so I could have a taste of what it's like.

"Does it smell good?" A faint mocking voice came from behind.

Zuckerberg turned his head in disbelief, only to see Abe Noja standing sideways with her shoulders bare and a lady's cigarette elegantly held in her right hand.

Sexy red lips spit out small eye circles.

"How is it possible..." Zuckerberg looked at this woman in shock, who made him excited just by the body odor on her coat.

It was like a basin of sub-zero ice water, pouring over him from head to toe, instantly washing away his desires.

"Sir Sigmund actually..." Zuckerberg felt a chill in his heart.

The fact that Abe Nosuke was able to come out of his little world unscathed says it all.

Another of Israel's four great rabbis has died.

I knew this woman was powerful, but I didn't know she was so powerful.

Abe Nosuke looked at Zuckerberg holding his coat with disgust and frowned slightly.

The pale golden coat burst into flames with a whoosh, and the man was so frightened that he quickly dropped the coat.

"Kneel down, kneel down and I will forgive you." Abe Noja sat back on the sofa, with a smile on his face, and said softly.

Zuckerberg looked at this charming woman, and the fear in his heart grew stronger.

He gritted his teeth and knelt on the wooden floor with a thump.

"Hahahaha..." Abe Nojaku was shaking with laughter.

"How old are you? Why are you still so childish?" Abe Noque said, "I came here just for you. How could I let you go? Otherwise, my trip would be in vain."

"You...bodyguard!!!" Zuckerberg stood up and glared at Abe Nosuke, shouting.

"Stop shouting, there are only two of us here now." Abe Noque said with a smile: "Let me think about how to kill you."

"How can you feel hopeful and yet extremely desperate? How can you not want to die, yet want to die immediately?"

"Ah, killing people is really a headache."

Abe no Suzuki stood up.

the other side.

Former Prime Minister Yasuda sighed with mixed feelings as he watched Zuckerberg's giant luxury yacht gradually disappear into the distance.

He turned around and was about to enter the cabin.

A loud 'boom' interrupted former Prime Minister Yasuda's thoughts.

He turned around and looked up, and a small black dot in the distance suddenly exploded, with flames shooting into the sky.

He quickly asked someone to drive past.

The view was getting closer and closer. It was Zuckerberg's luxury yacht that exploded. A huge fire started not far away, and then thick black smoke billowed out.

Then, it began to tilt slowly and slowly sank to the bottom of the sea.

This sudden incident left former Prime Minister Yasuda somewhat at a loss.

I feel a little worried.

Who did this?

At this time, a huge engine sound was heard.

A speedboat came speeding over.

A woman stands on the deck of a speedboat.

The sea breeze blew her long hair.

It's her, Abe No Suzu.

"Long time no see, our Prime Minister." After the speedboat approached, Abe Noja stood at the tip of the speedboat and greeted former Prime Minister Yasuda with a smile.

"You did it, Abe no Suzu." Former Prime Minister Yasuda said in a deep voice: "Did you kill them?"

Abe Noque's plump buttocks suddenly tensed, and then she kicked out with her legs.

A 'boom' sound.

An object fell on the boat of former Prime Minister Yasuda.

A long trail of blood was left on the deck of Yasuda's yacht.

Zuckerberg's body.

His bulging eyes stared intently at former Prime Minister Yasuda.

Yasuda looked at Zuckerberg, who was so majestic just a second ago, now lying on the ground like mud, with a hideous and unwilling face.

The panic in my heart grew infinitely.

This crazy woman is capable of anything.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Abe Noja brushed his long hair away from the wind. "After all, this is Japan's coastal waters. I don't want to kill another prime minister and then be traced back."

"But if you leave Japan, I'm not so sure."

Abe Nojaku's words calmed Yasuda's heart a little.

But he didn't dare to answer anything.

I was afraid that if I said a wrong word, the other person would change his or her mind.

"Then this is for you. Bury your ally properly. Oh, by the way, there is one more thing." Abe Noja made another flying kick.

A 'boom' sound.

This time it was the carcass of a giant eland.

"I'll give this to you as a gift. You can put it in your house as a souvenir." Abe Noque sneered, "To commemorate how you betrayed your own race."

After saying that, Abe Noja turned around and jumped into the cockpit of the speedboat. He waved his hands and the engine sounded.

The speedboat drew a big arc on the sea and sailed away.

Former Prime Minister Yasuda looked at Abe Nozaki standing on the speedboat and sailing away against the wind. Then his legs went weak, he staggered and almost fell.

Fortunately, someone behind me supported me.

"Push the body into the sea." Yasuda rubbed his brows. Regardless of whether he was the Prime Minister or not, this woman always brought him huge pressure and some unexpected things. "Sell this yacht when you get back."

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Yingkong Kurumi lay on the bed with her little face buried under Fang's left abdominal muscle.

Fang Zuo looked at Yingkong Hutao's smooth and white back. The lines were extremely smooth. When they extended to the two buttocks, the lines suddenly threw up a full and exaggerated arc.

Fang Zuo stretched out his index finger and used his nail to scratch Yingkong Kurumi's neck and slowly move to her back.

Then draw from the spine to the hip hook.

A long red line appeared on Yingkong Kurumi's fair skin, then turned white and disappeared.

The slightly stinging friction caused by the nails scratching against the skin made Sakura Sora Kurumi, who was still in the afterglow, kick her legs straight.

The white and tender toes and soles were bent and turned vigorously, rubbing against the sheets.

As if trying to grab something.

Just like her hands were clutching the pillow tightly.

"Are you leaving?" Fang Zuo took the powerless and collapsed Yingkong Kurumi into his arms.

It took a long time for Yingkong Kurumi to regain her thoughts and she uttered a light "hmm".

"Do you want me to go with you?" Fang Zuo asked.

"No need." Yingkong Kurumi shook her head: "I can handle it myself, bad guy?"

"Hmm?" Fang Zuo's nails were still gently scratching her smooth back, causing Yingkong Kurumi to tremble slightly every time.

“There’s an old man selling Dorayaki near Tokyo Tower.”

"Ah."

"I really like to eat his freshly baked Dorayaki. Whenever I feel tired at work or feel down, I go to his shop to buy Dorayaki and then my mood will improve."

"Ah."

"But if the weather is bad and the old man closes the shop early, I'd be very disappointed if I couldn't buy Dorayaki. And not long ago, the shop closed and the old man passed away." Yingkong Kurumi shifted her body and moved closer to Fang Zuo. "I didn't get to eat Dorayaki that night, but I wasn't as sad as usual."

"Ah."

"Oh, shouldn't you be asking why?"

"why?"

"Because I have you, I won't be sad when I have you." Yingkong Walnut took a light bite of Fang Zuo.

"I'm Dorayaki."

"That's about right. I want to eat Dorayaki now."

"Can you do it?"

"Why not? I will make you beg for mercy today." Yingkong Kurumi was still very weak, but she struggled to stand up and untied her ponytail.

"What is this for?" Fang Zuo asked in surprise as he looked at Yingkong Hutao with her hair disheveled.

This was the ponytail she had tied when she was lying on Fang Zuo's lower abdomen.

Yingkong Kurumi tied her loose hair into a pair of high ponytails, then grabbed Fang Zuo's big hand and held it on her own ponytails.

His body softened and he crawled down again.

She turned her head and said charmingly, "Come this time, I'll see where you catch it."

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Shiraishi Nagihiru walked into an office building in Toshima Ward, Tokyo, wearing a white shirt and a black uniform skirt.

As always, the pair of huge things are about to burst the white shirt.

Wearing pink lipstick, her face became increasingly fair and rosy, and her skin was so smooth and delicate that there was not a trace of pores.

A pair of beautiful legs in see-through stockings, white, tight, well-proportioned and smooth, make all the women passing by look at her with jealousy.

Mei Shiraishi and another assistant followed behind her.

Not long after, Shiraishi Nagimitsu walked out the door.

A middle-aged man walked him all the way to the door, bowed, and said, "I'm sorry, Councillor Shiraishi, I'm so sorry for making you come here for nothing."

The middle-aged man continued apologetically, "I will compensate you for your losses according to the contract. This is an instruction from headquarters, and I really can't disobey."

"It's okay. This isn't your wish." Shiraishi Nagimitsu smiled elegantly and said, "Mr. Saito, let's work together again next time. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

"Yes, Councillor Shiraishi, I'm so sorry." The middle-aged man bowed deeply.

Go to the first floor and get out of the elevator

Shiraishi Nagimitsu sat in the back seat of the Lexus with a serious look on his face.

This is the third time I've hit a wall today.

This middle-aged man named Saito is the largest advertising agency in this neighborhood.

They have been cooperating with me for a few years, but unexpectedly, due to interference from the head office, they forbade me to cooperate with them.

It seems that returning to the position of parliamentary representative this time is not so easy.