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

Mei Shiraishi couldn't help but want to ask what the video was about, but when she saw her sister closing her eyes and sleeping, she swallowed her question.

I can only look at the street view outside the window and head to the next voting station.

Her mind was a little confused as she recalled some fragments of her time in the organization over the years.

Just as Oda Yui said, the faint scars all over her body tell of the hardships she has endured in the past few years.

Whenever she couldn't hold on any longer, she would think of her sister and Oda Yui in Tokyo.

Now he finally gained the trust of the organization and had some abilities to protect his sister and Yui.

She returned to Tokyo.

but.

Not only did Tokyo become somewhat unfamiliar to her.

Even her sister was a little confused by her.

What exactly happened here over the years?

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After paying the taxi driver the fare, Sakura Kurumi got out of the car.

After seeing her man before leaving, she felt full both physically and mentally.

The smile that couldn't be suppressed on the corners of his mouth.

I once thought that this would be my life.

I have lost the ability to love and be loved, and no longer trust anyone.

Until I met my man.

Yingsora Kurumi has been studying Chinese culture in the office whenever she has free time recently.

If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken; if you marry a dog, follow the dog.

These words, seemingly without fancy words, fully express one's thoughts.

In front of a man, one's nationality, identity, everything is fake.

There is only one identity, his woman.

Maybe one day, she will be able to follow her man back to China, eat her favorite Sichuan cuisine, and see and experience with her own eyes the various Chinese cultures she has learned about these days.

The only thing that left some shadow in Sakura Kurumi's heart was the man's mystery.

What is he doing?

The man didn't say anything, and she wouldn't ask.

She only knew one thing, that since her man was so powerful, she had to hold on to everything in her hands tightly, and maybe one day she would be able to help him.

The sound of a car horn interrupted Sakura Kurumi's thoughts.

She checked the time and stood at the airport gate, looking around.

Why haven’t these two arrived yet? The time is almost up.

That's right.

Just at this time.

One left and one right.

Two urban white-collar beauties, one dragging a suitcase and the other carrying a briefcase, were slowly walking towards Yingkong Kurumi.

One of them had his hair tied up, wore a dark grey suit jacket, a white shirt underneath, and a scarf tied around his slender neck.

She wore a black uniform skirt, a pair of beautiful legs with exaggerated proportions wrapped in black stockings, and walked with cat steps in high heels, with her waist straight and her posture extremely elegant.

Her face was filled with immense confidence, the corners of her mouth slightly turned up in a seductive smile.

Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force will add: Hashimoto Yuna.

A girl with long hair, wearing a light grey suit and a short skirt, and also black stockings, has beautiful legs that are slightly smaller in proportion, but her curves are as graceful as Hashimoto Yuna's, and she walks in high heels like a model walking on a catwalk.

The delicate face is slightly melancholy and worried, and this temperament makes people feel pity

Deputy Director of the Tokyo Exorcist Guard of Japan: Kaede Kaede.

When two beauties with very different styles but such beautiful looks came over, all the men in the airport suddenly stared at them.

The noisy airport entrance suddenly became silent.

Time seemed to stand still, and everyone turned their heads in unison to stare at the two beauties.

Oh no.

Only then did they realize that there were three of them.

Another one almost missed her beauty.

"Sakura Kurumi."

"Hall Master."

Hashimoto Yuna and Kaedeka Ren said as they approached.

Yingkong Kurumi looked at the two people standing side by side, with a tense face and frowned beautiful eyebrows.

She pursed her lips, looking dissatisfied.

Sakura Kurumi is dressed very like a girl next door.

A camel-colored sweater and jeans.

A pair of twin ponytails, cute and playful.

The small face without makeup hides the beauty that was once conspicuous.

Only by looking closely can you discover her beauty.

She now looked nothing like the head of the Tokyo Exorcist Guard, who held the power of Tokyo's defense and could decide the downfall of a centuries-old Onmyoji family in Tokyo with just a word.

She doesn't look like the dream lover of all male police officers in the Tokyo police force.

At this moment, Yingkong Kurumi looked like a female college student who had just graduated.

When I first entered society, I had no scheming.

It leaves people completely defenseless.

"What's wrong, Chief?" Feng Hualian was stunned. Is there something wrong with her?

I looked at my outfit in confusion. Is there anything wrong?

Is it the makeup that's smudged? Or is there something dirty on her face?

Feng Hualian was about to take out her makeup mirror when the woman next to her spoke.

"What's wrong, Sakura Kurumi?" Hashimoto Yuna asked rudely, "Are you looking for trouble with me? I'm going to follow your orders and commands, but that doesn't mean I can insult you at will."

"Hey, you two beauties," Yingkong Kurumi sighed. "We're on a mission to the Northern Four Islands. The more covert the better. Do you really have to dress so conspicuously?"

"Also, do you know the temperature in the four northern islands? Wearing such a short skirt and stockings, I'm afraid you'll freeze to death!"

Sakura Kurumi said with a sneer.

Chapter 228 Shiraishi Nagimitsu begins to fight back

Before a large number of law enforcement officers arrived, Fang Zuo left the murderous alley.

Continue walking in Yokohama, the land of God.

He was holding the remnant soul of the big man in his hand and searching his soul's memories.

But I didn't get much.

There was a series of numbers floating slowly within the soul of this big man.

What surprised Fang Zuo even more was that these numbers were in Chinese seal script.

Just as Fang Zuo's mind touched these seal-script numbers, these numbers emitted golden light and instantly destroyed the big man's soul.

Annihilation.

Fortunately, some information was extracted.

The system of the kingdom of God here is the unity of Shintoism and religion.

All transactions are paid for with incense.

Although the evolution of physical objects is all made up of the power of incense, the closer the object is to modern times, the more complex it is and the more incense it requires.

That is why this kingdom of God is a mixture of products from various eras.

Following the memories in his soul, Fang Zuo came to a Japanese-style station from the 1960s.

The station is quite large and is crowded with people in all kinds of clothing.

From time to time, two "woooo" sounds of the whistle were heard.

It's a steam train.

To develop products with higher technological evolution, such as the Shinkansen, the Kingdom of God needs a huge amount of incense power.

Due to the decrease in believers and the impurity of faith, the power of incense in the Kingdom of God has been continuously decreasing over the years.

The technological evolution of the main plane has experienced explosive growth in the past few decades.

This makes all the evolutions in the kingdom of God completely unable to keep up with the world of the main plane, and the evolution of the power of incense can only remain in the steam age.

After touching the ticket machine with his hand, Fang Zuo could clearly feel that there was a lack of incense in his body.

then.

To enter, you have to pass through a huge red torii gate in front of the train station.

When Fang Zuo passed through the Torii gate, he could sense a force exploring his body.

"Hey, why does he have some Protestant and Catholic aura in his body?" The young law enforcement officer next to him, wearing a police uniform, said in confusion.

"We Shintoists already allow for multiple religions. It's not surprising to see a touch of Protestantism and Catholicism." The old law enforcer beside him said solemnly, "As long as it's a religion properly registered in the main plane and permitted by the Japanese government, it doesn't matter. As long as it's not an evil deity, it's fine. Let it pass."

"Hi." The young law enforcer made a gesture of invitation.

After getting on the bus, Fang Zuo sat in the carriage.

The citizen of God's Kingdom sitting next to me was reading a newspaper.

Fang Zuo took a quick glance and saw that they were all talking about the war involving the invasion of evil gods in the Jiuzhou region of the Divine Kingdom.

Pictures and texts.

The first page of the main page was a photo of the Hachishaku Lady.

The large body took up the entire newspaper.

Soon the steam train arrived at the next stop, Tokyo.

Fang Zuo got off the train.

Looking around

There are no tall buildings in Tokyo, the kingdom of God.

Most of them are single-family houses from the Showa era.

Although it is not as prosperous as Tokyo in the main plane, it has a large population and is still a huge city.

The several powerful auras that he discovered were located in various places in Tokyo.

Due to the lack of incense this time, the number of souls entering was limited, and Fang Zuo's perception was also greatly restricted.

Fang Zuo was fed up with plundering the meager offerings from Tokyo's shrines every day, which greatly slowed down the progress of his ideas.

What's faster than saving money slowly?

That must be a grab.

In the kingdom of God, if you want to grab some incense power to take back, you have to find a big boss.

Then.