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

The other woman grabbed his other arm, also using a universal grab.

Masami Miura and Sakura Hojo each grabbed one of the man's arms. Having received judicial training, they naturally knew the basic grappling techniques.

But these two thick arms were as hard as steel and did not move at all.

The muscles above were burning extremely hot, and the heat transferred from them made it difficult for them to withstand.

"I think you want to die." The man said coldly.

The next moment, Hojo Sakura and Miura Masami found themselves suddenly unable to move.

What happened...

Who is this man?

There was a crackling sound.

The two people's faces, which were red from alcohol, instantly showed expressions of horror, and their beautiful eyes widened.

Hojo Sakurana's black lace dress was torn open, leaving only a pair of black yoga pants that tightly adhered to her hips.

Masami Miura was so ashamed that she almost cried.

The one-piece dress instantly turned into pieces and fell to the ground together with the two people's broken bras.

All that was left was a green lace thong.

Green laces are tied around the hips.

The two people's fair bodies were rosy due to the effect of being slightly drunk, just like strawberries and cream mixed together, looking fragrant and delicious.

Under the man's gaze, she felt as if ants were crawling slowly on her skin.

Smelling the strong masculine scent on the man and feeling the burning heat from his skin.

The two of them made guttural sounds at the same time.

"What do you want to do? I... um... I'm warning you..." Miura Masami warned, but her tone and her slightly trembling body sounded more like an excited invitation, making her feel a little ashamed. "I'm the Chief Justice... Chief Justice Miura Masami of the Supreme Court of Japan... You should have heard of my name... You're committing a crime... Do you understand? A crime!!!"

"Snapped."

A heavy slap hit her in the face.

She immediately shut her mouth and dared not speak anymore.

Tears flowed.

The burning pain on her face was like a large glass of tequila, further stimulating her emotions.

Her eyes went from wide open to confused, and her teeth bit her lower lip harder.

Is this a desire or a fear?

The man reached out and grasped her chin, then brushed his thumb across her red lips, prying her teeth open.

His index finger stroked the subtle wrinkles on the roof of her pink mouth.

next moment.

Two ice cubes and golden tequila were stuffed into her mouth.

Then a big hand pressed down on her head, just patted it and applied a little force, and she slowly squatted down by herself.

As well-behaved as a female cat.

Hojo Sakura watched the proud Miura Masami squatting down in humiliation, but she did not show the slightest bit of reluctance.

My mind was blank and my eyes were even more muddy.

It's hard to tell whether the look in his eyes was one of contempt or desire.

"What about you? What did you say your name was?" the man asked.

"Hojo...Sakuna..." Hojo Sakuna answered tremblingly.

"What position?"

"Japan...a...first-level prosecutor..." Hojo Sakura really wanted to state her identity majestically, just like before.

But the alcohol in her body was like a huge blower, and her body was like dry firewood.

She answered unconsciously, her beautiful eyes staring blankly at the squatting Miura Masami.

The woman's expression.

It instantly ignited her body.

"Very good, help me check it out." said the man.

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early morning.

Tokyo Exorcist Police Department.

Yingkong Kurumi, who hadn't slept all night, was still looking at documents in the office.

"This is the information we got back from the University of Tokyo." Feng Hualian walked in wearing a police uniform.

"Thank you for your hard work. You haven't slept all night. Wow, you are wearing flesh-colored stockings... You smell like my aunt..." Yingkong Kurumi reached out and touched Fenghua Lian's beautiful legs.

"Hey, you don't have any, go touch yourself, you didn't sleep all night either?" Feng Hualian slapped Yingkong Kurumi's mischievous little hand away and put a Starbucks paper bag on the table: "I brought you coffee and pastries. You guessed right, it really is the Miura family."

"The current head of the Miura family, the former Grand Justice, had a daughter who died early from illness, brain cancer. She was also Grand Justice Miura Masami's younger sister, two years younger than Keiji Ohno. It seems that all this Keiji Ohno did was for her."

"But in this situation, Keiji Ohno firmly denies it, and there is no better way." Feng Hualian handed over the information.

Yingkong Kurumi flipped through the information and said, "There is a way to confirm who the murderer is, but as you said, it's not easy to find evidence."

She closed the file and took another one: "According to the autopsy report, the deceased had traces of Yin-Yang magic on his body. We can find out who the Yin-Yang master is in the Miura family."

"The one who can make the Miura family do their best to protect him is definitely not a small-time figure from a side branch, but a direct descendant."

"But in the final analysis, Keiji Ohno still has to testify against them. Otherwise, even if we figure out the murderer, we won't be able to do anything to him."

"I'll go and do his work." Feng Hualian put away the information and said, "Show it to him. Maybe it can break down his psychological defenses."

"Let's give it a try." Sakura Kurumi nodded.

Just as Feng Hualian put away the information and was about to go out.

The cell phone rang.

She looked down and saw the video message sent by Hashimoto Yuuna.

After connecting.

She was seen sitting alone by the windowsill, wearing only a white patterned shirt and white panties.

She had long hair and no makeup, and her skin was faintly visible underneath.

She wrapped her arms around herself and placed them on the knees of those amazingly long legs.

The long and curvy legs show off the smooth lines of the legs.

His little face was buried in his arms, and I don’t know what he was thinking.

Only when I heard the call was connected did I turn my face to the side.

"Hey, our long-legged beauty, what's wrong with you?" Feng Hualian leaned over and rarely did she insult her.

Both of them could see that she was not in a good mood.

"Although my undercover operation helped wipe out the demon tribe in one fell swoop, what about the other innocent people?" Hashimoto Yuna said quietly, "They are all ordinary people who were captured by the demon tribe and taken to the island."

"Didn't you report it to the military?" Feng Hualian asked.

"Of course we reported it," Hashimoto Yuna sighed. "The military didn't have any good ideas, so after discussion, they came to the conclusion: don't record it."

Feng Hualian was stunned: "What do you mean by not recording it?"

"It means they refuse to acknowledge the reported intelligence, which means they refuse to take responsibility." Yingkong Kurumi said calmly, "This is something the police and military would do under any circumstances."

"Isn't this a bit..." Feng Hualian hesitated and said, "Cruel..."

"There's nothing we can do about it. Saving a private is something that only happens in movies." Sakura Kurumi sighed and said:

"First, how can we guarantee the accuracy of this intelligence? Second, how can we guarantee the innocence of these residents? Finally, who is responsible for the deaths of these Self-Defense Force members who died in order to save those uncertain conditions?"

"I don't blame the military..." Hashimoto Yuna said softly in the video: "I can understand... I was just thinking about what I should do... to save them before the military attacks..."

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Principal Hibiki Mitsuki's office.

"What kind of teachers have you hired?" Yua Mikami slammed the table angrily.

School director Fujita Koji was terrified and quickly smiled: "Ms. Mikami, don't be angry. I will expel them immediately."

As he said this, he gave a look to Kimitsu Li beside him.

After knowing the whole story, Fei Guangli said calmly: "Ms. Mikami, these two are not simple teachers. Think about it, is the person sitting on his lap a simple person?"

Mikami Yuya was stunned.

Take a deep breath.

Yesterday, when the final amount reached $100 million, these two women gave me a sarcastic smile and just left...

I was so angry that I couldn't sleep all night.

As soon as I close my eyes, I see these two, oh no!

A scene of washing the feet of a group of women.

But what should I do in the future?

At this moment, not far away, in the women's dormitory of the University of Tokyo.

Momonogi Kana was closing her eyes and gritting her teeth.

sweating a lot.

In a Protestant cathedral as far away as North America.

The Archbishop was staring intently at the screen.

"The awakening of the Saint's true soul failed, and the coordinates of the Holy Light Anchor Point have not been found."

"The Saint's True Soul is initiating emergency procedures, activating the Holy Light Anchor Point..."

"The Saint's Soul failed to awaken again. Emergency procedures are being reactivated..."

Chapter 283: Two Judicial Beauties Surrender, the Truth of the World

late at night.

Shibuya SKY Bar closed long ago.

On the rooftop.

Two white bodies put together.

There were tiny beads of sweat all over his body.

Crystal clear under the moon.

Like two Aries, their bodies look even more alluring.

Masami Miura crawled on the ground, not caring about the dirt.

The cold rooftop floor couldn't block the burning heat on my body.

Her knees were red and she looked at the man in front of her in confusion.

His body was covered with bruises.

Tequila dripped from the corners of her red lips.

Mixed with my own saliva.

Hojo Sakura was crawling on the side in the same posture.

The knees are worn out.

The tight yoga pants had already been torn into a big hole.