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

"Teacher... According to the procedure, our Special Investigation Department should detain you..." Hojo Sakura said hurriedly: "Or, you should go quickly and find the Prime Minister or Abe Nosuke, or ask these families to save you..."

"It's useless... Everyone knows that I'm former Prime Minister Yasuda's man. Now that he's gone, a lot of political families are eyeing this position... It's good enough that they don't swallow me up. How can they help me?" Prosecutor General Hiromu Kurokawa shook his head.

His already grey hair made his face look even older.

"Well, Sakura, arrest me immediately and start investigating my file right away." Chief Prosecutor Kurokawa Hiromu said urgently, "Rather than letting someone else in the Supreme Prosecution Office take the credit, it's better to give it to you. This way, you can still help me with the case..."

"But teacher..." Hojo Sakura whispered, with an embarrassment on her face: "How can I... do this... You are my teacher..."

"How stupid!!" Prosecutor General Hiromu Kurokawa quickly walked out of his desk, grabbed Hojo Sakurana's shoulders with both hands and shook her hard.

His face was full of anxiety: "You are my student, the only one I can trust. Besides, if you want to take my position, you must have a big case."

"What could be bigger than single-handedly handling the Attorney General's corruption case?"

"What's more, if the situation wasn't so serious, you could still save me..."

"Yes...teacher..." Hojo Sakurai showed a sad expression on her face and reluctantly took out handcuffs from behind her.

Then he handcuffed his teacher's old hands.

Then he took off his coat and covered the handcuffs with it.

A hint of comfort appeared on the old face of Prosecutor General Hiromu Kurokawa.

He shook his hands again and flung open his clothes: "Let's go, no need to hide it, the colleagues outside will know it soon anyway..."

His spirit collapsed, and the wrinkles on his face became more and more obvious, as if he had aged decades in an instant, and he would stop breathing in the next second.

Under the astonished gaze of everyone in the Supreme People's Procuratorate.

Hojo Sakurana supported the handcuffed Prosecutor General Kurokawa Hiromu and walked step by step towards the detention room.

"Teacher...I will definitely find a way to get you off the hook." Hojo Sakura said sadly across the prison.

"It's up to you, Sakura..." Kurokawa Hiromu showed a relieved expression.

But didn't notice.

The coldness that flashed in Hojo Sakura's eyes.

Ayaka Kawakita and the cat sisters were watching a TV series in the big office with their feet on end.

Their days couldn't be happier.

Many of the Mitsui Group's affairs were handed over to Yuya Mikami.

As for the intelligence department's matters, the old man outside the door helped them handle them.

Having nothing to do every day is like living like a god.

Except for the Devil-sama.

Except Fang Zuo.

This guy never replied.

suddenly.

The door was knocked open.

This usually well-behaved old man suddenly rushed in.

The old man said in panic: "Hurry up, it's dangerous..."

Chapter 367: Shiraishi Nagimitsu’s battle and Taoist Zhang’s anger.

These days, the little guys have become more and more attached to the old man.

And this Naoto Horikawa has almost lost all his time playing games.

Took on all the work.

And after completing it, analyze it carefully for three people.

How you did it and why you did it.

It was like a teacher, or like an elder giving instructions on funeral arrangements.

in this world.

The solitary people looked at each other.

It’s always like being at the station, watching the travelers leave after the last train leaves.

I accidentally discovered that there were several passengers like me.

"What's wrong with Grandpa Horikawa? What happened?" Kawakita Ayaka looked at Naoto Horikawa in surprise.

The cat girl sisters stood up considerately and handed a few tissues to the sweaty Horikawa Naoto.

Naoto Horikawa was so moved that he almost knelt down.

He wiped his head quickly and said:

"Several big guys arrived here, and they were on a private plane, and their route avoided the targets of our intelligence surveillance."

"We only discovered them after they entered Tokyo. They were several other great Tengu, and their route was heading towards us."

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be directed at you."

"Hurry up and find a place to hide." Naoto Horikawa said nervously, "Wait until the master comes back, then come out."

"It's too late, Grandpa Horikawa." Kawakawa Ayaka shook her head and pointed outside the door: "They are coming... right outside the door..."

"So fast?" Naoto Horikawa looked at the monitor in surprise.

I saw a young man in strange clothes walking out of the elevator.

Ignore the several security guards who were knocked unconscious and lying in the elevator.

Walked in.

He carried a wooden sword on his back.

He held a tray-like prop in his hand.

It was very curious to see it while walking.

Look around.

Then he opened the office door.

"Wow, this place is decorated so luxuriously! You little demons are so rich... Demons are doing better than us Taoists. It's really unfair." Zhang Yingxian sighed, "It's a pity that our sect won't let us loot these things directly..."

"Otherwise, if I take some back, it will be enough money for my lifetime health care..."

Zhang Yingxian sighed with tears in his eyes and looked at the few people.

"What did you just say? Leave? Where to go? No demon has escaped from my clutches yet." Zhang Yingxian glanced at Horikawa Naoto: "Also, what big guy is coming? Is he as big as me?"

"Who are you?" Naoto Horikawa asked in a deep voice.

Ayaka Kawakawa was stunned: "Grandpa Horikawa, aren't you talking about him?"

"No." Naoto Horikawa shook his head: "This guy is human, and... I can't sense his breath..."

"That's because he's too powerful...Grandpa Horikawa..." Kawakita Ayaka stood up from the desk on the floor, took a step forward, and stretched out her hands to protect the cat girl sisters behind her.

Be on full alert.

"You have insight...you have good taste...you're the only one who knows what's good. When you meet other Japanese women, they're beautiful...but I just don't have the taste." Zhang Yingxian gave Hebei Caiyi a thumbs up:

"Since I came to Japan, you are the first one who can honestly feel my power."

"You have no idea, I really haven't felt any sense of accomplishment these days. I'm so frustrated that I want to start a live broadcast and have a few people comment on it for me."

Zhang Yingxian wiped the compass and saw a nine-tailed fox rising from it. He was stunned for a moment:

"What's going on? No wonder your perception is so strong. You actually have the blood of the Qingqiu clan in Hebei? ... But your realm is a little too low. Five tails? Not even there yet..."

Hebei Cai's heart tightened. The magic of this artifact was very similar to Fang Zuo's.

"This is kind of fucking difficult... What should I do with you? Killing you would be a shame." Zhang Yingxian looked Hebei Caiyue up and down. "We're half-fellow villagers, but I'm here this time with a performance mission."

"Let me think about what to do," Zhang Yingxian muttered to himself, "Killing you would be a waste. It would be more cost-effective to capture you and sell you to the Qingqiu clan than to take your demon core."

"I heard that the Qingqiu clan has also transformed in recent years, opening many bathing centers and becoming the behind-the-scenes boss..."

"Maybe I can exchange it with them for a long-term VIP Dragon Card..." Zhang Yingxian wiped the compass and stuffed it into the bag around his waist.

I thought to myself.

Every time I followed my master to see the world and was entertained by those guys from Qingqiu, I felt itchy just looking at No. 888.

Those old foxes saw that the way of heaven had changed, spiritual energy had weakened, and government control was becoming increasingly strict.

He immediately trained some women to open high-standard bathing centers and clubs.

In an instant, he made more money than those greedy monks.

Chain stores opened one after another.

Only we Taoist disciples are so stupid that we hide in the mountains every day and do nothing but dig out bird nests, catch rabbits, and play mahjong.

There were several times when I returned to my Taoist temple and found that it had been rented out to travel agencies by the local government for money.

You have to buy a ticket to go back.

What is this?

"What are you saying now?... What the hell are these two... How dare they be called demons with such weak demonic powers?" Zhang Yingxian glanced at the cat-girl sisters beside him with a look of disdain, then turned to Hebei Caiyi:

"What about you? Do you want me, the Taoist priest, to take action, or do you just transform and follow me?"

As for the two little cat demons next to them, they don’t even have demon pills.

Spitting is a waste.

"What do you mean? Are we so ugly?" The cat girl saw the insulting look and immediately struggled in anger.

He no longer hid his tail and ears, and wanted to jump out from behind Hebei Cai'e to scold this guy who looked down on him.

"Shut up, this guy is here to kidnap us." The cat girl stretched out her little hand to cover her sister's mouth and pulled her back.

"What do you mean by kidnapping? I'm robbing openly." Zhang Yingxian waved his hand, and the wooden sword instantly flew into his hand:

"Don't blame me for not warning you. I won't hold back when I strike. This Qingqiu guy, if you can transform and follow me, I'll spare the lives of these two and this old guy."

"Otherwise, if you let me take action... then..."

Before Zhang Yingxian could finish his words, he heard a "bang".

A loud bang at the door interrupted him.

Everyone present couldn't help but look over.

The luxurious office door shattered in an instant.

Three old men wearing kimonos, wooden clogs and samurai-style buns walked in majestically.

His steps were slow and his face was solemn.

One in front and two in the back.

Both hands were behind the back.

Three streams of demonic power emanated at the same time.

Put them together to confine the space next to them.

The broken door materials lay motionless in the frozen space around them.

Keep splashing.

It was as if time stood still.

Until the three old men walked in completely.

They fell down one after another with a clang.

"Tamamonomae..." the old man in the lead said in a deep voice.

But just as he opened his mouth, he heard the sound of passionate music next to him.

'Ding-ding, ding-ding-ding'