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

A small Japanese-style house.

There is nothing else.

A naked middle-aged beautiful woman was reading a book on the tatami.

Perhaps he didn't expect someone to come in here, so he hurriedly picked up a mat to cover himself.

"You...who are you?"

Is this the interior of [Shikigami: Kaguya Touma]?

A little too small.

This beautiful woman is the Lantern Princess inside.

Fang Zuo ignored the middle-aged beautiful woman's questions.

He retreated, threw out half of the demon soul of the fifth celestial being, and integrated it into the [Shikigami: Kaguya Touma] for some ritual and refinement.

Then he held up Yingkong Kurumi's little face and put it on her again.

"Come on, try it."

Sakura Kurumi obediently stimulates [Shikigami: Kaguya Touma].

In addition to the previous golden cicada wing wings.

A light layer of water appeared on the surface of the leather jacket, like a layer of skin made of water.

Not only does it highlight the curves of the leather jacket, it also emits a glossy luster, and the buttocks appear fuller.

Not a few seconds passed.

A faint flame was burning on the leather jacket again, and the light made Yingkong Kurumi's fair little face even more charming.

Then the leather jacket changed from black to gold, shining with golden light, and every step was dripping with golden light, which was breathtaking.

Like a golden siren in Greek mythology.

Yingkong Kurumi felt the extremely powerful spiritual energy fluctuations on her ears.

More than twice as powerful as before.

"This way, you will be more confident when facing this kind of opponent again." Fang Zuo patted Yingkong Hutao's little face and disappeared.

"Hateful." Sakura Kurumi made a face at the air.

Fortunately, the office was well prepared.

The retreating police officers returned to the police station one after another.

Kishida Hanyu knocked on the office door and walked in.

After Master Hongyi's warning, he had no other thoughts in his mind.

I just hope that Yingkong Kurumi can cooperate well and let him leave here as soon as possible and move on to the next step.

His expression was rather serious. "Deputy Captain Sakura, although this time it is your achievement, your subordinate Fujinohara has been absent from duty repeatedly. I will hold him accountable for this."

Yingkong Kurumi wanted to laugh but suppressed it, looking very strange: "Didn't Master Hongyi tell you who Fujinohara is?"

Kishida Hanyu sneered: "Do I need to know the identity of a police officer?"

Yingkong Kurumi nodded: "That's right, the man just now was Fujinohara, my direct undercover agent. If you have anything to say, just go find him directly."

Kishida Hanyu walked out of Sakura Kurumi's office stiffly.

After returning to his office, he silently pulled down the curtains and gave himself a few loud slaps.

It was already daytime when Fang Zuo finished dealing with the remaining vengeful spirits.

The harvest is indeed not small.

I didn’t expect that such a small city like Tokyo would hide so many vengeful spirits.

And that's obviously not all.

Fang Zuo was also a little curious about these vengeful spirits.

So he asked Yingkong Kurumi to prepare some of their information for him.

For example, Asahara Shoko was not just a cult leader.

Every step is carefully planned.

If he hadn't met me, he would have been promoted to a small evil god in a few years.

Firmly rooted in Japan.

If there were more believers, with such pure incense, I'm afraid he could even grab the position of the true god.

Fang Zuo came to the underground police station.

Maybe it was too early this time, so Keiko Minamikawa did not follow him into the elevator.

When Fang Zuo just walked out of the elevator door.

The fragrance fills your nostrils.

A whistling little fist came crashing down.

Fang Zuo gently turned his face away.

'Boom. '

There was a big fist mark in the elevator door behind him.

Completely damaged.

Then came a flying kick, which Fang dodged by turning his left side.

'Boom. '

A large hole appeared in the wall next to the elevator door.

Fang Zuo looked over.

A stunningly beautiful girl slowly lowered her long, snow-white legs that were stretched toward the sky.

The lace edge of a pair of white panties can be vaguely seen.

Her plain white oval face had a natural and alluring blush, like a woman who had just been satisfied.

A pair of big watery eyes look innocent, but a pair of bright red lips are extremely charming.

She looks like a combination of a girl next door and a beautiful middle-aged woman.

She was wearing a short red Chinese cheongsam and had a ponytail on her head.

Under the thin fabric, a pair of large and soft breasts stood tall.

The hem barely covers the round buttocks.

A curve of snow-white buttocks was also exposed.

Wearing black high heels.

A pair of red transparent stockings tightly wrapped around a pair of long legs, outlining the smooth and attractive lines of the legs.

The top of the stockings is embroidered with a circle of exquisite hollow lace, which binds the plump and smooth thighs.

"Chun Li?" Fang Zuo was a little amused.

The girl is dressed a bit like a street fighter.

"My name is Kamiki Rei," the girl said proudly. "I'm a newly promoted martial artist from Omi Hachiman. The man you beat up several times is my younger brother. I'm here to settle the score with you."

Chapter 87 Shen Muli's Humiliation

"elder brother?"

Fang Zuo was stunned.

I have destroyed quite a few enemies, but not many of them were simply beaten.

"My brother is Kumano Hei." Shen Muli showed a look of disgust: "He is still lying in the hospital now. You won't tell me that you have forgotten."

It turned out to be him.

That big fool.

Fang Zuo suddenly thought that he knelt down several times that day and wanted to say something to him. Could it be that he wanted him to spare his own sister?

At that time, I was so annoyed that I kicked him again.

"Why do you two have different last names?"

"He's with my father's family, and I'm with my mother's family. No, baka, what's it got to do with you?" Shen Muli's face lit up, and she raised her fist. "I'm going to beat you up and put you in the hospital today. My brother is such a good man, and you can actually do that to me."

Fang Zuo touched his chin.

Your brother is used to bullying the good and fearing the evil, and he has no connection with good people.

"Okay, I get it. Go play somewhere else." Fang Zuo waved his hand and threw out a random wind technique to bind Shenmuli.

Shen Muli only felt the air flowing throughout her body, and then it became still.

My limbs seemed to be tied up by something and I couldn't move.

What kind of witchcraft is this? This man is really powerful. No wonder he could beat my brother like that.

I went to the hospital to visit him, and he begged me with tears and snot not to seek revenge, saying that he was no match for him.

From childhood to adulthood, my brother has always protected me.

Now it's my turn to protect my brother.

ridiculous.

I am a talented martial arts girl and the youngest martial artist of the Shinbudo branch of Omi Hachiman.

How could I not be his opponent?

hateful.

idiot.

I am the invincible Shen Muli.

I won't let you go.

wait.

Looking at the back of this hateful man walking away, Shen Muli concentrated all her spiritual power.

Not a few seconds.

A sweet shout.

Fang Zuo was walking slowly and suddenly stopped.

What an interesting turn.

Shen Muli took a long run and kicked over with great force.

The speed was so fast that Fang Fang and his left and right were a little surprised.

'Certainly.'

Shenmu Lifei's kicking posture was fixed in the air.

This time, Fang Zuo used his spiritual power to confine him.

A little so-called Japanese girl martial artist actually broke free from her own wind binding technique by relying on her physical strength and spiritual power.

Even though it was just a spell thrown out casually, it shouldn't be something that a little girl like her could break free from.

Fang Zuo walked under Shenmuli's cheongsam, wanting to find out what was going on.

It's not that I intentionally stood below, it's just that she kicked so high.

Shenmuli's little face turned red.

This shameless man actually stood under her cheongsam skirt.

What a shame.