Tokyo Takeshi Convinces People with Virtue

Chapter 130

The combination of charming and lazy tones,

Just like a snow-white Persian cat stretching after waking up, it makes people have the urge to masturbate.

After all, Bailong couldn't hold back the thought, raised his hand, and flicked Heli's forehead, "You wait next time."

He Li blinked, and said in a sly tone, "The strongest martial artist on the surface also has difficult things to solve. Thinking about it makes me a little excited~"

"Taking other people's unhappiness as your own happiness, your character is really bad sometimes."

"Hehe, women are not bad and men don't love them."

Heli raised her bright red lips slightly, and brushed her curly brown hair that was blown by the sea breeze behind her ears, and said with a smile, "Have you seen enough?"

Sitting on a reclining chair, the black dragon on her chest can be seen at a glance.

"The posture of this dragon is really different from my dragon."

"No way, there is only this style of tattoo stickers."

She shrugged her shoulders and made the black dragon come alive on the surface of her skin, "I don't mind if you read on, your baby sister is going to be jealous.

Brother Long~ How can you chat with a vixen~"

Pretending to be coquettish, he twisted his waist, making the black dragon swim in the raging waves.

"Qiansha wouldn't say that."

Bailong complained, realizing that the two sisters were about to come out, so he didn't continue the chat, "We'll talk next time when we have time."

The person returned to the original position of the bag, picked it up, and prepared to go to the Sea House Hotel.

First drop off your bag at the hotel, take a shower, and then find a place to have dinner.

He planned the next itinerary in his mind.

Seeing this scene, Holly looked away, took a deep breath, and lay down again.

Today's sea breeze is so comfortable that she wants to take a nap.

Unexpectedly, I slept until the evening as soon as I fell asleep.

Looking at the sea and sky in the distance against the afterglow of the setting sun, Heli suddenly thought of the famous painter Claude Lorrain's work, "The Harbor at Sunset. "

If there are a few more ships floating on the sea, it will be more like it.

Ephemeral species are really amazing.

Unlike the Demon Realm, where power determines strength, in the history of short-lived species, humans without extraordinary power can also describe a magnificent history.

Holly fell into a great lament about the history of ephemeral species.

Watching the sun fall into the sea, the sea gradually dimmed, and the sound of the waves became a little louder.

She suddenly realized something in her heart, and she jumped out, waving her fists, fast and slow, or both. In different states, the switching was smoother than before.

Just like sunrise and sunset, the flow of time is so natural and perfect, and there is no sense of disobedience.

The spiritual power is like a roaring river rushing through the meridians.

She retracted her fists, with sweat dripping from her forehead, and her comprehension of the Four-Character Art of Mirror Flower, Water Moon deepened in her heart, "Phew, it's really good to relax once in a while."

Holly turned around, put the book on the chair back into the bag, and took out blue short jeans, paired with a sky blue T-shirt and straight skirt, just put on, and you can experience the look and feel of missing jeans.

Bending down to pick up the handbag.

She wasn't interested in recycling the parasols and deck chairs, so she just punched them into slag and fluttered in the wind.

Heli stepped out of Zushi Beach, flung the sand under her feet at an extremely fast speed, put on flesh-colored stockings, and put on light white long shoes.

In less than a second, the boots hit the ground.

She carried her bag and walked to a place.

……

Zushi City at night can not see any pedestrians.

Although profit can drive people's hearts and make people risk their lives to do something, no one is willing to bet their lives for a few hundred yen.

The purchasing power of Zushi City, which is short of tourists, has plummeted. No store chooses to open at night, fearing that the curse spirit who has left or not will attack the door.

Every household closed their doors and windows tightly, as if this would ensure safety.

Holly crossed the streets of Zushi City and walked up a mountain road.

Soon, a huge mansion with a three-meter-high wall appeared in her sight.

There is a sentry tower at the gate, and a small drone patrols around with a camera.

A drone quickly follows her.

The searchlights of the sentry tower also shrouded her in strong light.

Heli narrowed her eyes slightly, the bright light shifted quickly, and the door slowly opened, revealing the red carpet on the ground.

A middle-aged man with an unremarkable face stood at the door, combing his hair back, wearing a black tuxedo, a white shirt inside, and white gloves.

"Welcome, Queen of the Demon Fist."

The butler Kawashima Yusuke bowed deeply and said from the bottom of his heart: "Your beauty makes the night bright."

"Hehe, is Mr. Kawamura here?"

The main purpose of Heli's trip to Zushi Beach is to meet Bailong and make things difficult for Chisa.

Take a business by the way.

She is a non-staff member of the Sixth Section of the National Special Search, and she is not under the jurisdiction of those people. She has the right to decide whether she wants to do bad things or do good things.

After all, Heli's path is relatively wild, black and white can be taken as everything, and she can be regarded as a transcendent wandering in a gray area.

"Mr. Kawamura is waiting for your arrival in the lobby."

Kawashima Yusuke bowed slightly, turned around and walked ahead to lead the way.

When it comes to the lobby, the decoration style inside is biased towards the baroque style, which is extremely luxurious and grand.

With gorgeous golden crystal lamps, colorful oil paintings and murals, Heli walked into the dining room separated by crystal glass doors.

Various meat and salads are placed on the rectangular tabletop.

Kawamura Seijun, chairman of the Kawamura Group, is feasting.

He didn't put on a graceful eating pose.

At this level of wealth and status, there is no need to use those to set off how noble he is.

More about doing whatever you want.

"Miss Hurley, please sit down. If you don't mind, you can sit down and have a meal together."

Kawamura Shengjun greeted, and someone immediately put the tableware on the seat opposite.

He picks up the snail with a knife and fork.

Grilled snails are a famous French dish.

If you go to a restaurant to eat, the chef will serve the snail together with the shell. The person who eats the snail needs to hold the snail with pliers in one hand and pick the snail meat out of the shell with a fork in the other hand, which is said to be the etiquette of eating snails.

On Kawamura Shengjun's table, there will never be grilled snails without shells, and someone will always remove the shells for him.

Let him only need a fork to dip in the sauce and eat it.

Holly was just hungry, so she sat down to help with the sumptuous dinner on the table.

In just a short while, most of the vegetables fell into her abdomen.

Seojun Kawamura has stopped eating.

The stomach of ordinary people has limits.

Seeing Heli who was enjoying the delicious food continuously, Kawamura Seojun felt a little envious, and patiently waited for Heli to eat and talk about things.

After 10 minutes, Holly burped and took the handkerchief handed over by the butler to wipe her mouth.

The empty plates on the table were taken away by the servants, and desserts and fruits after the meal were placed on the table.

"Okay, let's talk about the entrustment."

Whether she wants to make a detour depends on her mood. When she wants to talk, she just goes crazy and doesn't get to the point for a long time.

When you don't want to, just go straight to the topic.

"Fresh, my entrustment is to ask you to help kill a person."

"Kill who?"

Holly wasn't surprised, she just wanted to see if her opponent was worth fighting.

Kawamura Shengjun made a move.

The butler took out a photo from his pocket and placed it on the table. The man in the photo was wearing a nondescript cassock, said to be Buddhist style, and mixed with a bunch of strange Western religious elements.

Sew a little on everything to make the vestments look utterly grotesque.

"He is the dharma king of the new era of science to create a better world. His name is Kensaku Honma. On the surface, he is a liar who promotes the gods of the new era.

He secretly teamed up with people to send refugees and homeless people to companies and US military laboratories all year round to conduct drug experiments. "

"Don't say that you are killing harm for the people."

Holly complained.

"Haha, of course I wouldn't say that, I'm a capitalist, I don't care what happens to those cheated refugees.

But this guy stretched his hand beyond the boundary, and actually tried to meddle in finance. "

Kawamura Seijun's expression turned cold and he said: "He and a manager of my company swallowed the Miki Financial Company that I was supposed to get, and caused me a huge loss."

"It's not just for this reason."

Holly smiled, picked up a peeled grape, narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "I'm not interested in the employer's specific requirements, but if you want to lie to me, please make up some more reasonable reasons."

"Sorry, I didn't say what I said just now."

Kawamura Seijun quickly changed his tone, he was able to be in this class solidified country.

Starting from scratch, climbing up from the bottom, the means are naturally not glorious.

I didn't care about those before.

When people become famous, they start to care about their own image.

Especially the downfall of the Jinto Group at the speed of light. He participated in it to divide up the benefits and ate happily, but he was also worried that his past methods would be exposed, and would it become a meal for other capitals?
He got up and didn't want to fall, "I hope you can kill Kensaku Honma before the Office of Religious Administration takes action."

"Where is Honma Kensaku?"

"Room 0408 of the Sea House Hotel."

Kawamura Shengjun said with cold eyes: "He is surrounded by superhuman guards, whose strength is unknown. I hope Miss Heli can quickly shut him up forever."

"remuneration?"

"One hundred million yen."

"Okay, let me handle it."

Holly decided to take over the business, hoping that Honma's guards could be stronger.

……

The House of the Sea is located in the west of Zushi City, just across the road from Zushi Beach, so it can be said that it faces the sea.

The appearance of the hotel is a western mansion in the Taisho period, with six floors as a whole, which has a retro historical beauty.

The room Bailong booked is in room 0312, which is a sea view room. The price is relatively expensive, and the advantage is the beautiful scenery.

Just open the window, drink a glass of [-] Lafite, lean on the balcony, quietly enjoy the beautiful scenery of the seaside, and blow the sea breeze, and you can experience the picture of the hero of the movie.

Of course, Bai Long didn't have that leisurely mind, he sat cross-legged on the big bed, staring at the girl across from him.

The exquisite face was originally painted with a red beard, and then under someone's processing, the beard was turned into some kind of radial oil makeup.

The three of them are doing a traditional program necessary for traveling in Japan, drawing ghost cards.

Whoever loses will accept the graffiti on the face with a water-soluble pen.

Akitomi Jingong is a game that seems simple but actually requires brains. Usually, the dishes are outrageous, and they don't have the consciousness to order dishes.

Bailong only had one card in her hand, and her fingers dangled between the two cards she held.

left.

Mingong Mingtong's breathing was rapid, and his light purple eyes showed a loud cry of buying a disc.

right.

Her slender lips were raised slightly, her breathing became steady, her eyebrows were beaming, and she almost called out Grandpa~ Hurry up!

If you want to release water, you must choose the right side, but Bailong is a man who never releases water, so he decisively draws out the left side and plays a pair of threes, "Mingtong, you lose."

"How can it be repaired! Why do I lose every time?"

Akitomi Jingong dropped the joker card.

Qiansha smiled and said: "Sister is too focused, this is an advantage, when playing tricks, it is a disadvantage."

Joker is not a game that can be won by concentration. It needs to use the brain outside the court to deceive the opponent.

And these are not things Jingong Mingtong is good at.

"Come again." Aside from concentrating, Jingong Mingtong also had the stubbornness not to admit defeat, which can be said to be indomitable.

She thrust her head forward.

Bailong picked out a purple water-soluble pen, and drew the funny thick eyebrows in the anime on her eyebrows, "Hehe, I have no objection."

It was Qiansha's turn, and she carefully modified the thick eyebrows, trying to turn the funny thick eyebrows into oil paint art.

"Qiansha, you have to draw for a long time every time."

Jingong Mingtong complained ungratefully.

"It's more beautiful to draw my sister this way."

"Punishment games don't need to be beautiful," she replied, and the side of her face suddenly felt a little itchy, similar to a slight collision of needles.

Suspicion flashed across his eyes, "Someone seems to be staring at me?"

"Well, it's strange. It doesn't look like there are hostile people. It seems to be surveillance. We shouldn't do anything."

Bailong not only noticed the line of sight, but also locked on the enemy's position, "in our direction at nine o'clock."

"Oh!" Jingong Mingtong's eyes lit up, and asked again: "Which side is the direction at nine o'clock?"

"It's over there."

Bai Long turned around and pointed at the watcher.

With this finger, cold sweat suddenly broke out on the monitor's forehead, hey, this place is not close to the hotel!

A violent Reiatsu reaction came from behind, like a flame burning against his skin.

"Uncle, you dare to spy on us, are you a pervert?"

Jingu Mingtong stood barefoot in the air, red and purple oil paint added a bit of mystery to his face, but he ran too fast, a stroke of purple was drawn from his eyebrows to his temples.

She was not in a good mood, she lost three times in a row, and if she got a wrong answer, she used the flame blade to burn the man to ashes.

The communication of extraordinary people is sometimes so simple.

"I'm not a bad person." The blond man replied without denying the title of uncle.

Based on his real age, he is called an uncle, just like a centenarian who is mistaken for a primary school student.

The hands holding the binoculars are raised high, which is an internationally recognized gesture of harmlessness.

With a twist of his feet, he slowly turned around from the guardrail of the road.

The man is not an exaggerated blonde, but an authentic foreigner. It can be seen from his face that his facial features are very deep, and he wears round brown glasses at night.

A silver cross necklace hangs around the neck.

"My name is Venice, a priest registered with the Religious Administration Department."

"Why spy on us?"

Akitomi Jingu has heard the name of the Office of Religious Administration. As the name suggests, the Office of Religious Administration is responsible for the management and supervision of various religions in Japan on a daily basis, except for extraordinary cases.

It overlaps with the Sixth Section of National Special Search, but it is not as trusted by the superiors as the Sixth Section of National Special Search.

But they have the backing of the Vatican, and if necessary, they will be used by them to curb the actions of the Sixth Section of the National Special Search.

"I'm on a secret mission. The target is staying at the Sea House Hotel, and I happen to meet the strongest Martial Daoist on the surface. Is there any relationship between the two?"

Venice spread his hands and said: "With such doubts, I will try to monitor it.

Unexpectedly, I was discovered by you at the first time. "

"What target?"

Jingu Mingtong is the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's business. When encountering injustices or people who are unhappy, she will directly take action to settle them.

In her mind, the Office of Religious Administration is an institution that can be temporarily classified into the camp of good people.

Specifically, it will vary from person to person.

A class can have different groups and people, not to mention an organization, all members must be good or bad, it depends on which one occupies the majority.

Jingu Meitong believes that in an institution like the Religious Administration Office, good people should occupy the majority.

So it's a good organization.

"Uh." Venice didn't want to say it, but the girl's fiery eyes seemed to make him hot if he didn't say anything.

Between professional ethics and his own safety, he chooses safety. Only by living safely can people abide by professional ethics. "Honma Kensaku, the Dharma King of the Scientific New Era Creating a Beautiful World Dharma Conference, lives in the Sea House.

My job is to monitor who he meets with. "

"Does anyone really believe in this kind of messy teaching?"

Jingong Mingtong tilted his head, feeling that he was fooled by this person. Anyone who hears such a weird religious name will definitely be a liar at first, so stay away.

"It's not a religion that attracts normal people. There are only 220 believers who are fools who think they can see through the hidden things. His Holiness is also conducting illegal transactions in private."

Venice said in a deep voice: "Honma Kensaku and the snake god will have a close relationship."

"What snake god will?"

"An organization that believes in Yamata no Orochi."

Venice explained: "It existed a long time ago, and the only wish within their organization is to revive Yamata no Orochi."

Shen Gongming's eyes widened and said: "Can the dead monsters be resurrected?"

"Other monsters are not good, Yaqi Orochi is fine, he is the only big monster with eight instincts, and the instinct of one of his heads is to resurrect from the dead."

Venice paused, and continued: "As long as the snake god can retrieve the severed head of Yamata no Orochi, the instinct of that head can be activated and the body can grow again.

Originally, the Zombie Society had only one head.

But when the psionic association and the orthodox sect are in trouble, the snake god will take advantage of our lack of time to take care of it, break the five seals, and take away the head of Yamata no Orochi.

When Longmenlou, the Orthodox Sect, and Shuten Doji were making trouble in Tokyo, they secretly took away the sixth head located in Sensoji Temple.

As long as the last head is collected, Yamata no Orochi can be resurrected, and use his instinct to empower ordinary people to dominate the world! "

Akihito Jingu scratched his head and said, "Just by catching that guy named Kensaku Honma, can we stop Yamata no Orochi from reviving?"

"We can't act now. We have to follow the clues to find the eighth head that was lost due to the traitor in the past."

Venice shook his head. Arresting people is very simple, and the Office of Religious Administration is thinking about uprooting people.

Jingong Mingtong frowned slightly, and suddenly heard a booming crack in his ear.

Turning his head, a black arm stretched out from the fourth floor of the Sea House Hotel, trying to grab a person.

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