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

If I had a massage chair like this when I was cultivating my Qi and building my foundation, my Qi circulation would have been much more effective.

It now seems that the improvements and benefits that technology brings to ordinary people are indeed incomparable to cultivation.

High-speed trains, airplanes, and various medical facilities allow ordinary people to truly experience the feelings that only high-level monks have.

But why would Heaven cut off the path of cultivation in this world?

Is it true that the two cannot coexist?

"Sir." Iwasaki Jinto's aging body lay on the marble floor.

He crawled on the ground, not daring to raise his forehead.

The cold floor in late autumn made the old man shiver a little.

For a long time, he has been relying on various high-tech equipment and nutrient solutions to survive.

It was hard for him to even think about dying, but now he felt like he was about to die.

He lay on the ground, while the adult lay in the space capsule where he was supposed to be, with his eyes closed for a long time without saying a word.

He had a fear that he would die here.

As the head of the Iwasaki family, he owns several subsidiaries in the group, and any one of them is one of the Fortune 500 companies.

But he lay on the ground and died of cold in the living room of his own home.

This is too cowardly.

If this news gets out, people will probably laugh to death.

Although he thought so in his heart, Iwasaki Jinto still didn't dare to move.

After hearing Baihuizi's detailed account of what happened.

Iwasaki Hito finally realized how powerful this young-looking man in front of him was.

This young man, who seemed to be from China, killed three people whom he believed to be the most powerful people in the world with just a wave of his hand.

This shows what?

It shows that when he was old, he was finally able to touch the boundaries of this world and he finally knew what this world was like.

At this moment, Iwasaki Jinto felt not only fear but also excitement.

More excitement.

He was so excited that he even wanted to grab a young woman right away, press her down and whip her severely.

Let yourself show off your masculinity which has been gone for more than ten years.

For someone who has been climbing mountains for many years and has been on the top of the mountain for so many years, what can make him so excited?

Of course, a higher mountain suddenly appears.

It was so high that he couldn't see the end even if he looked up.

But it was this mountain that brought him the result that as long as he climbed up, even if he only climbed to the mountainside, he would be able to see all the other mountains.

Hito Iwasaki has been running the Iwasaki family for decades, seizing various opportunities amidst the ever-changing world.

This is what made Mitsubishi Group and its subsidiaries flourish.

Businessmen must stand on the vent and rise straight up

He knew that this was his last and most important chance in his life.

He gritted his teeth, his old body trembling constantly. This man who seemed to be from China was the opportunity for the Iwasaki family and himself.

"Tell me, what can you give in exchange for the lives of your family?" The young man with his eyes closed finally spoke.

"Sir, the Iwasaki family wants to be your loyal dogs." Iwasaki Hitoshi pressed his head to the ground.

"You? You are not qualified." Fang Zuo said lightly.

Iwasaki Jinto felt gloomy, but this result was also one of the results he had expected.

As an old man who has been working in the business world for many years, he already has the results and bottom lines of all negotiations, good or bad, in his mind.

"Sir, we can be Councillor Shiraishi's loyal companions and help her become the Prime Minister of Japan." Iwasaki Hito raised his head and said in a deep voice, "If things go well, she could even serve as Prime Minister of Japan for several terms, or even for a long time."

"Tell me." Fang Zuo said with his eyes closed.

I'm a little interested.

Since the Kingdom of Incense is now being controlled by human power, a prime minister is likely to have a considerable share of the profits.

But he now understood the systems of these countries, and the power of the president and prime minister was far less than that of the emperors of the past.

A big reason is that their time in power is too short. It is considered good if they can serve for four years, and many of them step down after only a year or two.

But it’s different for a long-serving prime minister.

The longer you stay, the more people you will promote, and all important administrative positions will be filled by your own people.

The more people one has, the more stable the ruling position will be.

I heard Fang Zuo was interested.

Iwasaki Hito knew he had made the right bet.

"Excuse me, sir, do you know the rules of operation of Japanese politics now?" Iwasaki Hito said excitedly.

When Fang Zuo heard him speak, he frowned and made a vague grab with his hand.

"Bang, bang, bang!" A bunch of weapons appeared out of nowhere and fell into the hall.

AK47, Barrett sniper rifle, RPG rocket launcher, all fell to the ground.

then.

There was a loud bang.

Even a tactical military vehicle crashed in with a loud noise, and its body smashed straight into the marble floor of the living room, standing next to Iwasaki Hito like a statue, almost crushing him to death.

Iwasaki Jinto was originally lying on the ground, but he was so frightened by the sudden "rain of weapons" that he used all his limbs and rolled to the side.

His face became even paler, his aging heart was beating violently, and he was breathing heavily. He was almost scared to death.

Finding he couldn't breathe, he quickly grabbed the bottle of spray he had with him and wailed while desperately spraying it into his mouth.

These dropped weapons would be contraband in any country with normal order.

And Iwasaki Jinto certainly knew that these were the belongings of several mercenary tactical teams that he had in captivity.

As an ordinary person, but also an ordinary businessman at the top of the pyramid in this world, for him, the greatest evil in this world is that there is a group of people like Onmyoji who are beyond ordinary people.

But fortunately, they could not withstand these weapons.

Ordinary killers can't withstand a few rounds of AK, and the more powerful ones can't withstand a lot of Barrett sniper rifles and RPGs.

Even the evil god, he had seen it in several large-scale occasions when he was young. It just required more powerful firepower and specific ammunition carrying scattering particles.

All fear of the unknown comes from insufficient firepower.

He understood this truth deeply.

But his several tactical teams seemed to have disappeared the moment this man raised his hand.

"I don't have time to listen to your nagging. Don't let it happen again. Just tell me what you think." The man lying in the space capsule massage chair said lightly.

Iwasaki Jinto crawled down again and didn't dare to speak in a questioning tone anymore.

If he was just immersed in the role of the weaker negotiating party, now he just wanted to survive.

"Under Japanese law, the Prime Minister is not elected by a referendum, but rather by a nomination ballot from members of the Diet. However, in practice, the Prime Minister is usually the leader of the party that holds the majority of seats in the Diet, making the leader of the majority party the natural choice for the position." Iwasaki Hito said honestly, his head resting on the ground.

"It makes no sense for a political party not to elect its own leader as prime minister. This is how it has always been throughout history: either the leader of the party with the majority of MPs governs, or a coalition of parties with a minority of MPs governs."

"However, some unexpected events occurred this year. Due to the frequent black money scandals among Japanese political parties, coupled with the incumbent Prime Minister Shigeru's hasty dissolution of parliament without any warning, there have been significant fluctuations in the number of seats held by political parties."

Iwasaki Jinto heard Fang Zuo was silent, wondering if he could understand how these things worked, so he explained in detail: "Due to these unexpected events, many members of parliament have withdrawn from their original parties. And our Iwasaki family has controlled many members of parliament from various political parties over the years."

"If this were the situation in the past, these lawmakers fighting on their own wouldn't have made much of a difference. But now, with the exception of Abe Nosuke, who has absolute appeal within her own party, the other political parties are all in disarray."

"I am confident that with Congressman Shiraishi's popular appeal and the members of Congress that our family currently controls, after completely reorganizing the new party, we will be able to capture a large portion of the parliamentary power."

Iwasaki Hito's previously cloudy eyes now gleamed with an intense light, and a flush of excitement appeared on his pale face. "If this goes well, we can definitely elevate Councillor Shiraishi to the position of Prime Minister, and hopefully we'll become the new largest political party."

"Once the party becomes an absolutely dominant and invincible party, then the prime ministership will be within the grasp of Mr. Shiraishi, at least for a few terms."

"Sir, this is the purpose of our Iwasaki family's existence. It's more than just a chance to be prime minister. Given our status as a Japanese chaebol, a single term as prime minister wouldn't be enough for us." Iwasaki Hito raised his head, his body brimming with energy, as if returning to his youth. "The Iwasaki family is willing to be Councillor Shiraishi's loyal servant, and follow him to new heights."

But even though he expressed his loyalty so passionately, the man remained indifferent.

Fang Zuoze didn't know what he was thinking about, and suddenly asked, "Why do you have this idea?"

Iwasaki Jinto was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know if you believe it, my Lord, but I do believe it. Our Iwasaki family has supported many talented people from all over the world, and we have good relations with all major religions."

"Over the years, I've heard some rumors from them, and I don't know whether they're true or not..."

Iwasaki Hito paused and continued, "The Third War is coming soon. The world will undergo unprecedented changes, not only in the national landscape, but also in the entire world."

"If this is really the case, the easiest way for a family to continue is to rely on and support a strong person."

"Otherwise, we will just become dust in the flames of war."

There was silence in the hall.

Your family should stay and take a look first." A faint voice said.

Iwasaki Hito looked up in surprise, but the young man in the space capsule had disappeared.

"I'll have Shiraishi Nagimitsu contact you."

The last sentence reached Iwasaki Jinto's ears, which calmed his uneasy heart.

Iwasaki Jinto crawled on the ground for a long time and didn't dare to get up. He waited until he was sure that everyone had left before he struggled to stand up.

He used his hands and feet to climb into the space capsule massage chair, took off the oxygen mask next to him, and breathed deeply.

In the next room, Baihuizi also struggled to get up.

The deepest wound caused her pain but also left a lingering numbness.

It's all worth it.

The electric shock almost scared her to death, and she only regained some consciousness just now.

Fortunately, the Onmyoji's physical condition recovered quickly, and she managed to put on her clothes.

She dragged her body to the next room, trembling with every step.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the owner of the house lying safely in the space capsule massage chair, breathing oxygen.

It means that the owner of the house has already talked to him.

It also means that there will be another chance for him and me.

If she wasn't afraid of the man's anger, Bai Huizi would have wanted to go to Shiraishi Nagimitsu immediately, change into other sexy clothes, and lie on the edge of the bed again.

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The ancient country of Izumo.

"Miyagi Mukako, you are so brave! You actually dare to demolish the statue of Izanami?" Several elders from the ancient country of Izumo, led by an old man in a samurai robe, stood in front of Miyagi Mukako.

This shrine maiden of theirs, who had been out on a mission for such a long time, suddenly returned to the ancient country of Izumo.

But when she appeared in front of these old guys, she seemed a little out of place here.

In the past, she wore a kimono, always had a gloomy face, and had long black hair draped over her shoulders. Sometimes it was even difficult to see her expression clearly.

Now she is wearing a pink Chanel jacket and carrying a limited edition Hermès platinum bag, which is worth a lot of money. She is dressed like a typical rich girl.

She was wearing a JK short skirt.

Like a high school girl.

Black Parisian World stockings and leather shoes.

It shows off a pair of slender legs to the fullest.

At the same time, although the fair face was still cold, the deadness was gone, and instead there was a faint blush that had never appeared in the ancient country of Izumo.

This modern outfit from a big brand makes the old people look both eccentric and rebellious.

The first thing she did when she returned here was to call a meeting of the family elders and announce the demolition of the statue of Izanami.