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

It scratched its head with its claws in pain.

The handsome head fell into the void.

Exposing six pairs of jaws that are constantly mating and vibrating.

Spit out green juice from time to time.

Above the mandible are densely packed brown compound eyes.

Fang Zuo's Nascent Soul thrust out with a sword.

Without stopping, he quickly rushed out from the gap in the incense barrier.

Followed by.

A god with blue-black skin, four arms and a single head, holding a divine wheel, a conch shell, and a pestle, and riding an eel-like monster covered with tumors, arrived at the incense barrier just as Fang Zuo swung his last sword.

The Hindu god Vishnu.

He looked at the gap in the incense barrier, and then at the corpse of the Golden Winged Dapeng floating not far away.

There was a large wound on the dozens-meter-long body, and green juice was constantly oozing out.

Vishnu's face turned pale and he grabbed his hand.

The huge Falun that was still spinning in the void returned to his hand and continued to rotate.

Subsequently.

The wind god Vayu, the rain god Paseniya, the water god Apas, the fire god Agni, and the sun god Surya all came behind him.

Stand behind respectfully.

Shiva also arrived here shortly afterwards.

Looks ugly.

"Indra, the king of the gods, is dead, a deader than death, and the Mother Cave has been destroyed." She began, "Only a few fragments of the main brain remain."

"The flesh and blood tree that we stole from those guys' kingdom of God was also severely damaged..."

"Now that Indra's soul has been abducted by him, where did this human come from?"

"It's a monk... I don't know where he came from..." Vishnu shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Indra's soul is not a pity, but the enormous incense power and Buddha power within his soul are a pity. The incense power can be accumulated, after all, there are still many creatures in the mortal world, but if the Buddha power is reduced by even a point, it will be gone."

"It's a shame that the Mother Cave was destroyed, but the incense barrier of the Kingdom of God of those traitors will eventually be broken."

"As for the main brain, using those things should be able to recover some..."

"But time is running out." Shiva said, "I wonder if it can be repaired before the plane core arrives..."

"We must hurry up no matter what." Vishnu turned around and said to the gods of nature behind him.

"Send the divine oracle to the Prime Minister, asking him to hold several festivals in secular India. Also, no matter what method he uses, have him stimulate the faith of the believers. We need a lot of incense right now."

New Delhi, India.

The re-elected Prime Minister is now giving a generous and passionate speech at the podium.

Looking at the national believers who were going crazy in the audience.

The Prime Minister was somewhat complacent.

After all, I am the only one in the world who can still combine politics and religion.

Vatican Catholicism, although it has a large number of believers.

But they cannot enter the governments of various countries and only have a noble status.

Protestantism and Judaism are fighting fiercely among the upper class in America.

The Patriarch of the Orthodox Church has always been suppressed by the Emperor...

Although the majority of people in Japan believe in Shintoism, most of them are multi-believers. At the same time, Shintoism only has a puppet emperor.

The power is very limited.

As the Prime Minister of India and the current supreme leader of Hinduism, who else has more power than me?

And these ten years.

Under his leadership, Hinduism is increasingly occupying the biggest piece of the pie.

Those damn Sikhs and Muslims are becoming fewer and fewer.

Sooner or later, we will all be driven out of this sacred country by ourselves.

At this time, a clergyman in Hindu robes came up and whispered in the Prime Minister's ear.

The Prime Minister nodded.

The oracle is simple to execute.

It's nothing more than inciting the faith of believers and the public!!

This couldn't be easier for me.

Isn’t it just empty talk?

What you are best at!

The Prime Minister took the microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I once said that the world will forget Shanghai and only remember Bombay."

"And now, what is Shanghai known as in the world? It's Little Mumbai!!"

“I did it!!”

There was a huge cheer from the crowd.

"We are now the world's largest remittance destination and the largest electronic payment country. Our population has surpassed other countries to become the world's number one!!"

"At the same time, we have the longest basic highway in the world, and our high-speed rail has also started running!!"

"I will lead everyone to become the world's third largest economy within three years, and we will successfully land a man on the moon in 2027!!"

"I will create 2025 million jobs by , and India will become the world's third largest industrial country, replacing other countries as the world's manufacturing center!!"

"Also, I will supervise the government departments to build 100 million toilets, so that everyone will have access to toilets in the future!!!"

The people cheered wildly and kept shouting the Prime Minister's name! !

All the influencers who were livestreaming on their channels shouted in shock, "Do you know what other countries call our Prime Minister? 'Old Immortal'! This word means immortal in other countries, and they actually honor our Prime Minister as an immortal. With such a great Prime Minister, we will definitely become number one in the world!"

"In short, long live Hinduism!!!"

"Long live!!!"

A scene of intense activity.

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Tokyo.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu Villa.

The villa with floor heating was unusually warm.

Mei Shiraishi was sleeping soundly with her iPad in her arms.

The blanket had been kicked aside long ago.

She was wearing a pair of blue panties and a small blue tank top.

This kind of fabric can't hide the good figure inherited from the Shiraishi family at all.

Overflowing with plumpness.

"Snapped."

The sound was accompanied by pain.

Mei Shiraishi's broad and plump buttocks were slapped hard by Nagimitsu Shiraishi.

The beating made her J-cup breasts, which were only one size smaller than her sister's, tremble.

Almost jumped out of the vest.

"Get up." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said unhappily, "You've been watching dramas all night and haven't slept yet? You look listless. How can you work like this?"

"I think you should quit your job as an assistant. I'll pay you half your salary, and you can stay home and cook for me."

"I don't want to be a servant. Isn't the National Assembly closed today?" Shiraishi Mei rubbed her eyes in confusion. Suddenly, she thought of something and jumped up quickly: "I almost forgot that my sister has a show on TV today. Oh, sister, who are the other guests?"

"You said she was a mystery guest, but I didn't ask. It doesn't matter. Everyone is the same." Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked at Shiraishi Mei jumping up and down in surprise and shook his head: "You are still like a child, so clumsy and rough. How will you get married in the future..."

"Tsk, why can't I get married..." Mei Shiraishi walked towards the bathroom in her slippers unconvinced.

"What do I want from you? For you to stay up all night watching dramas? For you to not do housework? For you to disappear all the time, for three to five years?" Shiraishi Nagihiru crossed his arms and looked at the clock on the wall. "Hurry up, I'll give you 20 minutes. One minute later and I'm gone."

"I don't even need 10 minutes, I'll be done soon!!" Mei Shiraishi rushed out of the bathroom and made a cute face to her sister.

She still had the head scarf she wore when she slept on.

She had taken off her underwear and bra, and walked out with a bath towel tied around her.

"My husband must have married me for my beauty."

Then she held her face with both hands, with her little face bare, and made a cute expression towards her sister.

Squeeze your arms slightly.

That inherited J cup suddenly became crowded.

A long and deep 'I' shape appeared so easily.

Her skin is so pink and tender, like a doll.

The slightly plump and mellow complexion expressed pride.

How comfortable it is to press on it.

"And with the figures of us sisters, which man wouldn't like it..."

"I'm too lazy to talk to you, there are still 5 minutes..." Shiraishi Nagi looked up at the time again with an expressionless face.

I had no intention of responding to my sister's words.

Otherwise, once this chatterbox starts talking, he will never stop.

"Oh, sister, you're cheating. You agreed to 20 minutes." Shiraishi Mei exclaimed and quickly ran back to the bathroom: "It should be another 15 minutes."

"Didn't you say it would only take ten minutes?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu snorted coldly.

"We're on each other's side, so please be polite. Don't take it seriously." Mei Shiraishi shouted incoherently while brushing her teeth in the bathroom.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu shook her head, looked at herself in the mirror, thought about it, and found some accessories to put on.

After quickly packing up, the two sisters walked out of the villa.

The driver drove the Lexus to the door early.

The two sisters got into the car and drove away.

On the roof in the distance.

A beautiful woman in a black suit was standing majestically.

The cold wind blew across her pretty face, ruffling her medium-length black hair.

Ma Feihui stared coldly at the Lexus driving away.

"One more time... I only owe you one, Shiraishi Nagimitsu... But after all these days, why hasn't anyone come to assassinate you?" Makihui frowned in annoyance and paced back and forth on the rooftop. "Have those demon tribes given up? If so, won't I be tied here for the rest of my life, unable to leave..."

"Hey, who are you? Why are you standing on my roof?" A fierce-looking old woman ran out and yelled, "Are you crazy? If you don't leave, I'm going to call the police..."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Ma Feihui quickly jumped down and bent over: "I'm sorry to have caused you trouble. I'll leave now..."

It's broad daylight now. If the Tokyo Exorcist Guard discovers our whereabouts, we'll be finished!

Ma Feihui quickly stopped a taxi and said, "Catch up with that Lexus..."

The taxi driver glanced at Makie.

Tracking again?

I've been doing this for a long time and have seen a lot of family ethics and pursuit stories.