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

She gritted her teeth and slowly climbed down.

And now in North America.

It's become a mess.

In the extremely luxurious offices of the Federal Reserve.

Surprisingly, no one talked about financial issues.

Because the three Anglo-Saxon consortium representatives were not present.

There are only four Jewish families in power.

The old man wearing a Jewish hat sitting in the first seat.

The head of the Rothschild family.

Jacob Rothschild.

He said in a deep voice: "Miss Michaela hasn't replied yet?"

Demi Blackrock stood obediently by and shook her head.

"Is all the energy used up?" Jacob Rothschild asked again.

"Yes." Demi Blackrock nodded. "The last report I heard was that the energy reserves have reached the warning level again."

"I'm not sure if we can get the relic this time. We've invested a lot over the years," said the second elder, the head of the Warburg family. "If we still can't succeed, the loss will be too great."

"Decades of savings, all consumed in one go..."

"This is all the fault of those traitors..." said the third old man. "Otherwise, we in Judaism have enough believers and wouldn't need this."

"Well, when the Jews of the Planar Realm become the masters of this planet, there will always be a time to settle accounts with them, including those invaders in their divine kingdom..." Jacob Rothschild said in a deep voice:

"How are the research labs in other countries around the world? Haven't they developed any new materials yet?"

Demi Blackrock shook her head. "Many materials don't even exist on our planet. We have absolutely no way of breaking through the bottleneck right now."

"Invest more money in them," Jacob Rothschild sighed. "Until we make breakthroughs in the materials used on this planet, we'll never be able to utilize technologies that far surpass those of this civilization."

And in the Protestant cathedral.

The Archbishop said coldly: "Are you saying that the divine array and Fran Scott are both dead?"

"Yes... yes, Your Majesty." A state bishop kneeling below was trembling with fear.

"You mean he died with just one blow from this man?" The archbishop looked at the projection in disbelief.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed the third Protestant man at all. He died at the first sight.

"Who is this man?" The archbishop raised his jeweled scepter and pointed at the blurry-faced man in the projection.

“No…I don’t know…”

"If you don't know anything, then why did you come back? Why are you the only one who survived?" The Archbishop said coldly, "A useless fellow like you should return to the Kingdom of God and become a dispensable citizen instead of kneeling here."

"Ah... Archbishop, please spare my life..." Before the state bishop could finish his words, the jeweled scepter had already smashed down.

He only saw his turbid red and white brain stem tissue splashing out.

Then everything went black and I lost consciousness.

"Where is Saint Momonogi Kana?" the archbishop suddenly asked.

"She said she was going to Disneyland in Los Angeles for some fun." The nun next to her stepped forward and said respectfully.

The archbishop frowned.

Now that this Holy Temple has arrived, he should normally have erased all of Momonogi Kana's emotions.

Why are so many still retained?

But the archbishop immediately gave up this question.

This is of course a good thing.

As an archbishop, what he feared most was that this saint, who held the status of a holy woman in the Kingdom of God, would come and take away his power...

Since Momonogi Kana likes to play, let's have fun...

It’s best to keep playing like this.

And Momonogi Kana was sitting in the Protestant private plane.

Fly to Los Angeles.

It wasn't for Disney.

Not long ago.

She heard the news of the loss at Los Angeles Beach.

Then she saw a familiar figure floating in the air in the video sent back.

This made Momonogi Kana so excited that she almost shouted out.

My man really came across the ocean to find me.

She couldn't hide the joy on her little face.

As for the power in the hands of the archbishop.

She wants to.

But there's no rush.

Dr. Blair from the National Security Agency was even more anxious than himself.

If he fails.

Then it's your turn.

Momonogi Kana slowly raised her little hand.

The manicure just done above.

The nail art is also inlaid with rhinestones.

A particle light blade slowly emerged on the back of the hand.

----

Tokyo.

"Sister, don't you want to go to bed early?" Mei Shiraishi came out yawning in her black nightgown.

Seeing Shiraishi Nagimitsu still sorting out materials so late at night.

"Go to sleep. There are a lot of things to do in Congress starting tomorrow." Shiraishi Nagimitsu shook his head.

"Is it something targeting the Aso family?"

"More than that." Shiraishi Nagimitsu shook his head.

At this moment, a figure flashed outside the window.

Ma Feihui stood at the door.

"Why did you come back just now?" said Mei Shiraishi.

"I've been back for a long time. Councillor Shiraishi asked me to stay in the main office to do some work." Makie came over with a briefcase and placed it next to Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

"This is the information you asked me to find about the Japan Agricultural Association."

"Thank you, thank you for your hard work!" Shiraishi Nagimitsu picked it up, took out a document from it and looked at it carefully.

As he looked around, he asked, "How's the price of rice in Osaka?"

"I went to several supermarkets and saw that, like everywhere in Japan, prices are still rising like crazy. The average price of a five-kilogram bag of rice has risen to nearly 4 yen," said Makiie.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked at the document.

The bottom of the document clearly has the BlackRock Group watermark.

----

Kyoto.

Mount Atago.

The great Tengu Atagoyama Tarobo was sitting cross-legged on a cushion in front of the Buddha statue with his eyes closed.

Playing with Buddhist beads in his hand.

"Sir, when did we cooperate with the Jewish consortium? How come I didn't know about this?" said the beautiful woman sitting on the left, who was icy cold all over.

"You don't need to know. This is a decision made by the adults." The Aobozu on the right said in a deep voice, "Now you should worry about who that mysterious figure in Tokyo is."

"There are quite a few descendants of the Snow Clan living at the foot of Mount Fuji."

"That guy has now slaughtered all the Tokyo demons."

"If it weren't for him, the sewer laboratory wouldn't have been exposed."

And now it's west of Tokyo.

Zhang Yingxian kicked an old man's head off.

He happily collected the demon pill.

Pick up the compass and look at it carefully.

"Alright, there's only one big demon left in all of Tokyo." Zhang Yingxian walked out of the apartment door, hailed a taxi, gestured for a while, and took out a translator: "Go to Tokyo Bay."

He stared at the taxi meter in surprise: "How much? 660 yen starting fare?"

"Fuck you, let me calculate how much..."

Then a terrifying roar erupted from the taxi: "The starting price is over 40 yuan, why don't you Japanese just go and rob it, damn it!"

Ayaka Kawakita and the cat-girl sisters who were in Tokyo Bay had no idea that Zhang Yingxian was heading towards them.

In this moment in space.

Fang Zuo felt Michaela Cohen lying on top of him, her face as pale as a sheet of paper.

The small body was shaking uncontrollably.

And his realm is gradually recovering.

Chapter 366 Using Instruments Is Not Love

within the space.

Fang Zuo still lay there motionless.

He accidentally bumped into his waist.

The result, of course, was that Michaela Cohen almost lost her soul.

And Michaela Cohen was soaking wet at this moment.

Throwing herself on Fang Zuo's chest.

I couldn't tell if it was sweat or something else.

The little face was pale, without a trace of blood.

The red lips kept gasping.

Frowning tightly.

"You failed. You didn't succeed." The cold, mechanical voice said, "This is a completely unacceptable result."

"How could this possibly work?" Michaela Cohen couldn't help but retort, "Using your data-heavy brain, do you think I could satisfy him and get me pregnant in one go?"

"Don't even mention me being alone. It's so huge, even if there are more people, it won't be enough. I'm a human, not a machine... I've used up all my strength. If I continue, I'll die..."

"You refused me the use of the equipment," the cold voice said, "and refused my help in the process."

"Of course we can't use instruments. We're in love, not just for mating..." Michaela Cohen said angrily, "If it's just for reproduction, we can just use test tubes to extract it."

"I've calculated that with my current energy, I can't extract it from his body." The cold voice said, "His body operates on an unpredictable energy trajectory."

"You're talking about pure reproduction," Michaela Cohen said loudly. "You're the one who said that our relationship would be more stable, right? Then you have to listen to me..."