Girls' School Teacher 8 (Transformation Series Adult Novel)

Chapter 6: Shocking Explosion at the Metropolitan Police Department

I flicked the gun with my hand, destroying the structure of the pistol on Otomo Masao's waist, and then threw a small ball casually, which happened to fall in front of Otomo Masao's nose. After a "puff" sound, the small ball turned into a ball of white gas, covering Otomo Masao's face.

Otomo Masao sneezed several times and staggered to his feet from the ground. He had just woken up and his mind was still not clear. He forgot what had just happened and turned around to sit on his sofa.

"Bang!" Because of my light kick, the sofa chair slid to the other side, and Otomo Masao sat down on the floor. He was in so much pain that tears came out of his eyes, and at the same time he became completely clear-headed.

What caught Otomo Masao's eyes were four people, one man and three women. The women were all very beautiful and young, and the men were not very old either. It seemed that they should be in a high school or university campus, not here.

"You guys..." Seeing that we were all very young, Otomo Masao was less afraid. He was about to put on a stern face and say something to scare us, but when he glanced around, he saw the man lying on the ground - he was a bodyguard sent by the Sumiyoshi-kai. Normally, he could beat five people alone, but now he was lying on the ground with needles all over his body, and his pistol was lying beside him.

Shivering involuntarily, Otomo Masao's expression immediately turned into a flattering one, "Do you want money or something? Just say the word, I won't refuse at all."

Koharu looked at him fiercely, "Otomo Masao, you maliciously closed down a total of 21 companies, big and small, right?"

Honestly, the vicious attitude of the doll-like girl is not only not scary, but also very cute. However, when Otomo Masao saw the silver tube shaking in her hand, he dared not have any thoughts and could only say, "Yes, but I didn't close down maliciously. A company has no potential and ability to develop. As a businessman, why should I continue to run it? After closing down, it will be good for both the country and taxpayers."

The three girls were angry at the same time: "Quibbling!"

Otomo Masao said in panic, "What I said is all true, how can it be considered as quibbling?"

I caught a glimpse of contempt in Otomo Masao's eyes. I think he thought that although the man in front of him was vicious, he was still young and could not compare to his cunningness.

I always have a way to deal with people like this.

After thinking about it, I took out three tubes of silver needles from my bag, but this time the surface was white, and the buttons remained the same.

Holding the new silver needles I gave them, the concubines were confused.

I explained in a gentle voice: "This time, the silver needles will cause great pain when inserted into the body, but will not make people faint. It is most suitable for dealing with those who speak dishonestly."

"Oh..." The concubines understood what he meant and pressed the buttons in their hands almost at the same time. Otomo Masao wanted to dodge, but he could not resist the lightning speed and three silver needles were inserted into his body at the same time.

This time the silver needle was different from the last time. Last time he fell down after being stabbed, but this time a huge pain came from the wound, and he fell to his knees on the ground in pain. The heart-wrenching pain was like when Otomo Masao was beaten with a wooden stick by his father when he was five years old.

The screams were endless, and the girls felt pity for him and a little bit reluctant in their hearts.

I smiled calmly, "Otomo Masao, although you have done nothing wrong in your business behavior, as a person, you have lost the necessary kindness and humanity. The poison on the needle will cause you physical pain, but have you ever thought about how painful it is for those employees who have worked hard for decades every time a company is closed down by you? They lost their jobs and did not receive severance pay due to malicious closure. How can they support their wives and children? There are many people who are pessimistic and desperate and even commit suicide because of this reason, right?"

After hearing what I said, the girls nodded secretly, and their disgust towards Otomo Masao deepened again. If Chikage and Eri hadn't stopped them, the doll-like beautiful girl would have set the silver needles to continuous mode and rewarded him with fourteen silver needles at once.

"Ah... It hurts! It hurts so much!" Otomo Masao screamed miserably, but he still had a trace of consciousness, "Save me! Save me... I'm willing to do anything, I'll give you everything!"

I calmly threw a pill to him, and Otomo Masao swallowed the pill quickly with trembling hands. Strangely enough, in less than half a minute, Otomo Masao stopped screaming, slowly stood up, pulled out several silver needles from his body, and looked at the three girls and me timidly.

I glanced at the main screen of my computer, which showed that hundreds of meters away, hundreds of fast-moving red dots were pouring in from all directions.

"My dears, write down whatever requests you have on paper and ask him to read them to the audience in Tokyo and Japan." I gave my concubines a task.

"Should we allow cameras in?" Eri asked in astonishment.

"No need. I can directly switch to the TV signal here, and the sound can be transmitted so that everyone can hear it."

"Well... okay..." The girls all have the potential to be little witches. They rolled their big eyes, smiled cunningly, picked up a piece of paper on the table, and started writing while thinking.

Otomo Masao saw the girls place the silver tube on the table two meters away from him, but because he knew the power of the silver needle in the silver tube, he did not dare to move at all.

After decades of struggle and hard work, Otomo Masao has transformed from a fisherman's son into a wealthy man with more than 200 billion yen. He has many abilities that others do not have, such as excellent vision.

Although it was only three beautiful little girls who entered the room and started the attack, Otomo Masao knew that the young man with a faint smile on his face was the most terrifying person. Apart from anything else, the Sumiyoshi-kai master didn't even have time to fire his gun before a sharp flying knife pierced his palm. How horrible was that - such a method could not have been done by three delicate little girls, right?

It was precisely because of these considerations that Otomo Masao understood that the possible result of taking action would be that he would subdue these four people, but it was more likely that he would be killed directly, and his fate would be even worse than before. Therefore, even though the opportunity to escape seemed right in front of him, Otomo Masao did not dare to move an inch.

I glanced at his sweaty face disapprovingly, then raised my head to look at the computer screen. On the screen, red dots were approaching the front and back doors at a rapid speed.

After pressing the "Y" key, there was a sudden explosion in front of the front and back doors. The power was not very strong, just enough to produce a heat wave, which rolled up the surrounding doors, windows and stones and flew towards the armed special police who wanted to run in.

The sound of explosion and humming were clearly heard through the speakers on the screen. The special police officers, who were wearing full protective clothing, were not injured because they had not yet rushed into the front and back doors. At most, they were blown more than ten meters away by the heat wave and fainted on the spot.

But this well-timed explosion completely destroyed the police's hopes of sneaking in quietly. This explosion can be seen as a warning. Since the kidnappers dared to detonate the bombs hidden at the front and back doors at this time, who knows how many bombs are still inside?

Before the matter is clarified, using the lives of special police to pave a bloody path is not what anyone wants. Therefore, hundreds of special police surrounded the building, and no one dared to move without further orders.

The person in charge of the scene was Renyo Kobayashi, the chief of the Regional General Affairs Division of the Regional Department, one of the nine departments of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Kobayashi Renryoshi is a typical Japanese man with a strong character, a cold face, and meticulous work. As his subordinates, they felt tremendous pressure all the time from his hawk-like sharp eyes. There is a long-standing joke in the regional department: if you encounter a prisoner who can't be opened, just let him spend a few hours with Section Chief Kobayashi, and you will be able to get any intelligence.

In today's case, within one minute of the explosion, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's satellite detected a huge black cloud, and then they saw hundreds of embarrassed employees running out of the Otomo Building in panic, and then countless panicked people quickly fled.

The Metropolitan Police Department immediately forwarded the surveillance video to the Tokyo Metropolitan Public Security Committee Office of the General Affairs Department's Planning Division.

The officer on duty did not dare to neglect it and reported it to the Director of the General Affairs Department. Then, based on the specific situation in Shinjuku's busy streets, the Director requested the transfer of the Regional General Affairs Section of the Regional Department. This was because among the nine departments of the Metropolitan Police Department, only the Police Department and the Regional Department had special forces, and the General Affairs Section of the Regional Department had the "Guerrilla Special Guard" under its jurisdiction, which was good at this kind of terrorist activity that controlled the entire building.

Kobayashi Lianliang was ordered to come to the streets of Shinjuku with his "Guerrilla Special Guard".

On the way there, Kobayashi Lianliang received some bad news. The monitoring satellite was unable to penetrate the exterior of the building and see what was going on inside because it was interfered by an unknown signal. They only learned from the people who escaped that almost everyone in the building had come out, except for those on the top floor, including the thirty-three people including President Otomo Masao, none of them escaped. They believed that the so-called "Justice Crusade" had kidnapped those people on the top floor.

These bastards are not simple! Just looking at the scene where the explosion was used to prevent the "Guerrilla Special Guard" from entering, Kobayashi Lianliang frowned.

"Is the call connected?" Standing at the front of dozens of police cars, Kobayashi Lianliang asked his men behind him.

"Reporting to the section chief, all the phones inside are being interfered with by strong signals, and there is no sign of being connected." A technician emerged from the car with sweat on his forehead.

"Are the snipers around here in place?"

"Section Chief, we have confirmed that all eighteen snipers are in place."

"Did they see anything?"

"There are two rooms facing glass, and you can't see anything with your naked eyes."

"Asshole! Don't we have a thermal detector?"

"There is a very powerful jammer in that area, and the thermal detectors are unable to detect any signs of life."

"Another jammer!" Kobayashi Lianliang was very angry. He slapped the roof of the police car next to him, causing a huge shock. "It can resist satellite detection and block thermal energy detectors. Who is inside? Is it an American agent?"

"Section Chief, the helicopter is parked one kilometer away. They asked if we want to come for support?" a subordinate ran over and asked.

"Not for now." Kobayashi Lianliang said coldly, "We know nothing about the situation inside, so don't anger the kidnappers."

"yes!"

"Where are the design drawings for the top floor? Why haven't they arrived yet?" the irritated Kobayashi Lianliang roared, his powerful voice making the men around him feel numb.

Another subordinate said tremblingly: "This building was completed ten years ago. The design drawings have been sealed for a long time. It will take some time."

"Time! Time!" Kobayashi Renryo roared, "I'll give you time, will the kidnappers give me time? Thirty minutes! If I don't see the design in thirty minutes, you'll go back to Okinawa and go fishing."

The subordinate didn't even dare to explain. He just agreed and ran to the back. At this time, the intercom in Kobayashi Lianliang's hand rang, "Section Chief, the first team of the "Guerrilla Special Guard" reports to you that we have used thermal energy detectors to scan the area around the main entrance of the building and found that there are 52 objects with huge explosive energy scattered around. I'm afraid each one can be as powerful as an anti-missile rocket launcher."

"Section Chief, the second team of the Guerrilla Special Guard has also found 23 equally powerful mines or bombs near the back door. If they were to explode at once, the Otomo Building would be reduced to ruins in an instant."

Kobayashi Lianliang's face turned pale. The situation was more serious than he thought. "Damn it! Could it be that international terrorists have really entered Japan?"

A bespectacled policeman nearby whispered, "Section Chief, do you want us to notify the Ministry of Public Security's Foreign Affairs Section 3?"

"What do you want them to do?"

"They are responsible for international terrorist activities."

"Bullshit!" Kobayashi Lianliang pointed at him and cursed, "Are you admitting to them that our regional department is not good enough and that the Ministry of Public Security must step in to solve the problem? Get out of the way and stop talking nonsense here!"

"Class..." Before he finished speaking, a beautiful voice sounded in Kobayashi Renryo's ears again.

"What?" The questions one after another made Kobayashi Lianliang's tone very impatient. He turned his head and looked fiercely at the beautiful new female police officer, scaring her so much that her legs almost went limp.

"Outside, NHK, TBS, Tokyo TV, Fuji TV... Asahi Shimbun, Yomiuri Shimbun... more than 20 news media are all standing on the alert line, trying to come in to interview and find out the facts."

"Idiot! Block them all! I'll fire anyone who lets one in!" Kobayashi Renryo refused without a second thought. As a police department that handles crisis affairs, they hate TV stations and journalists the most. In their mouths, even the most perfect rescue operation will be criticized as worthless. Kobayashi Renryoshi had long inherited the glorious traditions and painful experiences of his predecessors and never paid any attention to anyone.

"Section Chief, Section Chief, I'm coming, I'm coming!" The police officer who was in charge of the call jumped out of the car in surprise and handed Kobayashi Lianliang a walkie-talkie. "The criminal wants to talk to you."

Kobayashi Lianliang looked at the intercom, took a deep breath secretly, tried his best to make his irritability disappear, and gradually restored his indifferent expression.

Then, he picked up the intercom and said in a cold and serious tone, "I am Kobayashi Renyoshi, the chief of the Regional General Affairs Division of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. You are surrounded. Put your hands up and get out! Otherwise, I will immediately have someone shoot you lawless bastards!"

When Kobayashi Lianliang was speaking, he didn't notice that the reporters who were chattering outside changed their expressions at the same time. At this time, instead of hearing the voice of the host from the opposite TV station, they heard Kobayashi Renryo's words. The reporters who came to interview the scene were all cunning people. They quickly shut their mouths and listened quietly to the developments below.

And it's not just them who hear all this, but also everyone who listens to the radio and everyone who sits in front of the TV.

Those who could see the TV signal now heard not the host's speeches and discussions, but only the clear voice of the man who claimed to be the section chief of the Metropolitan Police Department, Kobayashi Renyoshi, as clear as the phone calls they usually heard.

At this moment, not only the police, hosts, and reporters pricked up their ears, but also ordinary people like them who were concerned about this major terrorist incident.

God helps those who work hard, and next, they really heard what they wanted to hear.

A clear female voice with a strange metallic tone continued Kobayashi Lianliang's words: "Haha, Chief Kobayashi, you seem to have forgotten that we still have 33 hostages in our hands, right? Before you rush in, do you want to ask their relatives for their opinions?"

"You bastards!" Kobayashi Renliang suppressed his anger, "What do you want?"

"We have a lot of requests. Can you guarantee that they will be completed?"

"As long as it's a reasonable request, we can consider it, but you must remember, don't hurt the hostages, otherwise I will be the first to rush in and kill you..." Kobayashi Lianliang is also an old hand at negotiation. He knows that he must not force them into desperate situations, but also firmly suppress the other party's arrogance. Only in this way can he gain the upper hand.

"That's great!" the clear voice said seriously, "My first request is: world peace!"

Chapter 7 The kidnapper's request

Kobayashi Renryo was in a daze.

The police and reporters present were stunned. Everyone who heard this sentence fell into a daze at the same time. At this moment, the whole of Tokyo and even most of Japan was quiet.

"Pfft..." As an ordinary company employee, Yukiko Kimura, who was on the train, was fortunate enough to be the first person to wake up. She couldn't help but laugh out loud, and sprayed the yogurt she had just drunk on the glass window of the train opposite.

"Hahaha..." Almost everyone laughed at the same time.

It's really infuriating and funny. I have never seen a group of vicious criminals, after kidnapping dozens of hostages, ask for "world peace"! Isn't this so hilarious?

Their own behavior is extremely unpeaceful and is the greatest harm to peace. However, they are like a senior monk who has practiced Taoism for decades. When facing millions of his followers, they say kindly and with golden light all over their bodies: "Children, you must be peaceful, not war. War is not good..."

"Bang!" Kobayashi Lianliang could no longer control his anger and slammed his hand hard on the roof of the car again, leaving a deep dent on it.

"Damn it! Are you kidding me?" he yelled into the microphone. The section chief's fierce and cold tone left his subordinates with no doubt that as long as the person who spoke appeared next to him, the section chief would bite that person into pieces with his teeth.

"Who is playing a trick on you?" the person on the other end of the phone said lazily, "There have been wars in the Middle East, South America, and Central Africa. How many people die every day? I hope they will stop fighting. Is that wrong? Section Chief Kobayashi, didn't you say that as long as it's a reasonable request, it's fine? It turns out you were just talking! You are too unsympathetic. I have decided not to talk to you anymore."

"Asshole! Get out here! Hello... Hello?"

"Section Chief, they have cut off the call." As Kobayashi Renryo was angrily scolding the robbers, the voices of his subordinates reached his ears.

"What are you all doing? They can talk when they want and hang up when they want? Are the kidnappers more capable than the entire elites of Japan?" Kobayashi Lianliang has always been known for his bad temper. This time he didn't hold back when scolding, which made the audience in front of the radio and TV very enjoyable.

Koharu lazily put the microphone on the table, "Eri, it's your turn to say a few words. I haven't finished writing mine yet." Eri put down the pen in her hand and smiled coquettishly, "You girl, you usually like to be in the spotlight, but now you are not interested in speaking to the audience all over Japan?!"

Not far in front of the girls, the TV screen was playing NHK General Channel. The beautiful host and the old man with a white beard were laughing so hard that they were falling over, and they all said that the robber should be nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize.

The busty beauty picked up the microphone beside her, looked at the smiles of everyone on TV, and naturally she was unwilling to let Xiaochun monopolize the limelight. She thought for a moment and immediately came up with a plan.

"Ahem! Section Chief Kobayashi, are you still there?" Eri turned on the microphone and asked softly.

In the ears of Kobayashi Renyoshi and all the audience, this was another slightly hoarse female voice, but it was also obscured by a slightly metallic sound, making it impossible to hear her real accent. But one thing everyone can confirm is that the criminal has been replaced by a new person.

"I'm here. What exactly do you want? State your conditions and let's talk." Kobayashi Renryoshi is worthy of being the class president. He adjusted his mood again in a short period of time!

Well, there are still seven or eight more big holes on the top of the car.

"It's great that you're here." The hoarse voice on the other side said happily, "It's like this. Recently on TV, I saw that Crown Princess Masako has become thinner and more haggard. Princess Masako is a cheerful and generous diplomat, but she has become like this after marrying into the royal family. I feel so sad.

"I strongly request that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and his wife move out of the palace immediately and not stay with those lifeless old men and old women. And His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must have sex with His Royal Highness the Crown Princess once a day. Only when a woman is satisfied in her sex life can she be nourished and as beautiful as a flower..."

Kobayashi Lianliang used his hawk-like sense of smell and felt that something was wrong when he heard the name of Crown Princess Masako. When he heard that the criminals actually asked the Crown Prince and his wife to move out of the palace, which was such an outrageous request, he was already pressing the end call button on the intercom hard, but no matter how hard he pressed, the voice still came out clearly from the intercom.

"Bang!" The upright Section Chief Kobayashi simply threw the intercom to the ground and stomped on it a few times, finally trying to cover up his mistake.

But the kidnapper's request continued to be transmitted to every TV viewer and radio listener: "Also, Her Highness Masako and Her Highness the Crown Prince have been married for seven years, why haven't they had a child yet? I ask Her Highness the Crown Prince to see a doctor who specializes in infertility. For the future of our Japanese royal family, Her Highness the Crown Prince cannot avoid seeing a doctor..."

"Hahahahahaha..." The moment the gangster finished speaking, it was conservatively estimated that at least three million people in Japan almost died of laughter. Among them, hundreds of thousands of people developed various diseases due to their laughter, and there were even many people who fainted from laughing.

It was also at this moment that the average instantaneous ratings of Japan's six major TV stations soared to 31%, setting a historical record.

Kobayashi Renyoshi dropped the intercom and thought he would never have to listen to the criminals' nonsense again, but he continued to hear the criminals' unscrupulous words from the cars monitoring the equipment nearby. This obvious indecent behavior towards the royal family made the upright and serious head of the Regional General Affairs Section unable to bear it any longer and ran to the Otomo Building.

“Section Chief, please don’t…”

"Assholes... let me go... I want to fight them!"

"Please calm down... Section Chief..."

Seeing that the situation was not right, a group of men hurriedly hugged him. More than a dozen people pulled and tugged at him, and finally managed to stop Kobayashi Lianliang, who was about to lose his temper.

What a joke! According to the criminals' arrangement, I'm afraid that Kobayashi Lianliang will be blown into the sky by the bomb before he can rush into the building. How can this be possible?

"Bring me the intercom, bring me the intercom!" After Kobayashi Lianliang was grabbed by someone, his face turned red, and he looked like an angry black bear, extremely ferocious.

After the police officer below handed the intercom to Kobayashi Lianliang with trembling hands, everyone was waiting for him to roar angrily at the criminals, but Kobayashi Lianliang's tone was unusually gentle, "Okay, ma'am, please stop playing tricks on us. If you have any real requests, please put them forward quickly, otherwise the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department will not have time to play with you."

Can you imagine a big black bear speaking to you gently?

The Metropolitan Police Department officers present at the scene had this creepy feeling, and almost at the same time, they all took a step back and swallowed: Oh my God, this is too scary! Please wake up the section chief...

Eri upstairs had turned off the microphone long ago. She looked at the people on TV laughing even more exaggeratedly than before, and felt very satisfied. Her beautiful and charming face was smiling particularly movingly.

Hearing Kobayashi Lianliang's call from the TV speaker, Eri didn't feel the anger that Section Chief Kobayashi was about to explode. She looked at the pretty and playful girl again, "Chikage, is it your turn?

"Okay!" The girl smiled, "We just finished writing. Later, we will summarize it together and ask this guy to read it out." She put the paper full of words in front of Eri and Koharu, and ran happily to me who was sitting on the sofa.

Come here, sit on my legs without any hesitation, and turn on the microphone. "Section Chief Kobayashi, I'm really sorry for what happened just now. They were just joking with you. What I want to say now is the focus of the negotiation."

The people at the Metropolitan Police Department breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that finally something normal had happened.

"Please speak. We will try our best to meet your demands, but please do not harm any hostage. I repeat, if a hostage is harmed, we will never compromise." Kobayashi Lianliang threatened the criminal on the other end of the intercom coldly.

How could Qianying be frightened by him? She said solemnly, "In March this year, six American soldiers stationed on Okinawa Island raped three 14-year-old Japanese girls. Why haven't the police detained the criminals for more than two months after such a heinous act?

"Can the U.S. military just send a few random people to take away the rapists who violated our girls from our prisons? Where is the dignity of our Japanese nation? Can our beautiful girls be raped and gang-raped by those American beasts? Can those idiot politicians in the government only know how to please the United States, lick the Americans' asses, and let them trample on the dignity of our Yamato people?"

"Great!" Countless Japanese people had expressions of solidarity on their faces. They all clapped their hands enthusiastically and praised the female kidnapper who dared to speak out. The white-bearded old man from Tokyo TV also ignored his neutral image as a journalist, slammed the table, raised his thumb and shouted that he was very happy.

As Japan's economy grew stronger and its power increased, civilians had long since disliked the Americans who had been defrauding them, and the most hated of them were the U.S. Navy stationed in Okinawa.

Not only did the U.S. Navy often cause trouble in Okinawa, they also frequently raped and gang-raped local female students. This happened more than a dozen times every year, but the Japanese police were unable to punish them every time. These American soldiers were taken away by the U.S. military police, saying they were being tried in a military court, but in fact it was just a formality, with their military posts removed and sent back home.

How could the Japanese not be excited when those white and black soldiers kept bullying their own girls and nothing happened to them?

This time, even Kobayashi Lianliang had a gloomy face and did not scold Qianying, because what she said was absolutely right. In March, the case of American soldiers gang-raping an Okinawan girl shocked the whole of Japan. As soon as the police brought them back to the police station from the crime scene, the US military police rushed directly to the police station, forcibly took away six rapists, and injured more than 20 onlookers. If the then Prime Minister Obuchi Keizo had not tried his best to dissuade the people, I am afraid that the people of the entire island of Okinawa would have quarreled with the US military.

"We..." Qianying said, and turned to look at me. How could I not understand that she had forgotten our name? I whispered softly in her ear, "Justice Crusade."

"We, the Justice Jihad, declare that we will refuse to negotiate unless your police take those six U.S. Marine rapists into custody." Qianying gritted her teeth, "Also, we will kill a hostage every half an hour to let you know our determination!" After saying that, Qianying turned off the microphone without hesitation and refused to speak to them again.

Of course, the pretty and playful girl would not really kill the hostages, but playing a trick on the police who dare not offend the Americans is also a way to vent her emotions. After all, it is really infuriating that people from another country are rampant in their own land and no one dares to stop them!

The girls were born into aristocratic families and were more spoiled than the average person. Their harsh words proved their serious dissatisfaction.

"Just talking is useless." I hugged the little beauty and said, "Be good, press the 'L' key and let them see... Dear ones, remember to cover your ears."

"Got it." Qianying jumped off my legs with a smile, quickly pressed the keys on the keyboard, and then immediately covered her ears like Koharu and Eri.

Otomo Masao, who was sitting alone on the other side, heard our conversation clearly. His face looked extremely grim, and at this moment he was still protecting his ears like them.

“Boom…”

Below, Kobayashi Renryo was reporting the situation to the Director of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. The deafening noise and vibration almost made him lose his balance, and several policemen nearby even fell to the ground.

They were still lucky, but unlucky were the "Guerrilla Special Guard" who were surrounding the front gate more than 20 meters away. The shock wave of the explosion ten meters away from the front gate directly blew them into the sky. If it weren't for the good material of the explosion-proof clothing they were wearing, which acted as a cushion when they fell, they would have been killed by the fall from a height of only seven or eight meters.

After the huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, the audience on TV and Kobayashi Lianliang saw the place where the explosion occurred: a huge hole at least ten meters in size and unfathomable depth appeared on the originally smooth open ground, and faint white smoke was rising from it.

Millions of people gasped in unison. Oh my god, what kind of bomb is this? Are they going to blow a hole in the Earth? As the person in charge on site, Kobayashi Renryoshi knows more than ordinary people.

He had already switched channels. His conversation with the highest officer, the Director General, would not be heard by ordinary people. So as soon as he got the data, he immediately said with a dark face: "Report to the Director General, according to the detector, there are still 74 bombs like this scattered around the building. As for how many are inside the building, we don't know yet."

The director is the highest-ranking official in the Metropolitan Police Department and is directly responsible to the headquarters of the Metropolitan Police Department of Japan. Looking at the huge black hole image transmitted by the satellite signal and hearing that there are at least more than seventy such bombs, he immediately felt that he couldn't even breathe.

"Section Chief Kobayashi, if you continue to delay the kidnappers, I will immediately report to the head of the Metropolitan Police Department. Before that, do not provoke them. All their requests must be met. Do you understand?"

"I understand, sir!" Kobayashi Lianliang nodded firmly.

Chapter 8 Successful Escape

Every word of the conversation between Kobayashi Renyoshi and the Director-General of the Metropolitan Police Department fell into our ears, and Otomo Masao lost all his color. The three little beauties were naturally not worried at all with me by their side. They knew that I was not a bloodthirsty person and that I was definitely just trying to scare them.

It can be said without exaggeration that the Japanese are more than one or two years behind the Americans in the use and monitoring of electronic equipment.

Among the more than seventy "bombs" and "mines" scattered around, only the few small bombs used to scare people just now and the most powerful bomb in the world the size of an egg - "Heaven", are real things. The rest are all smoke bombs with some thermal energy equipment, which make the Japanese detection instruments think they are real. In fact, they are almost the same as toys and have no killing effect at all.

After the violent explosion in "Paradise" just now, no one dared to question the authenticity of the remaining bombs, and naturally no one dared to test them. It would be terrible if the kidnappers detonated them all in anger.

Kobayashi Renryoshi pretended to be calm and waited for the order from the Metropolitan Police Department. The members of the "Guerrilla Special Guard Team" had already retreated thirty meters away from the building. They were on guard everywhere with guns in their hands, but they themselves didn't even know if they were useful.

Because of this rare quiet period, there was a lot of discussion and debate on TV and radio. Everyone was arguing enthusiastically about the kidnappers' three bizarre demands. More reporters swarmed to the vicinity of the building. Although they could not cross the 100-meter cordon, they still aimed their cameras at every target they could see.

Reporters also randomly interviewed many citizens who knew about the "Dayou Building Kidnapping Case" on the streets. To the surprise of the authorities, although they all believed that kidnapping was a serious crime, more than 80% of them believed that all three demands should be met, which was the undisputed correct path.

The important cabinet ministers who were also sitting in the Prime Minister's residence were all in a state of confusion and laughter. At this sensitive time, the letter sent by the Metropolitan Police Department Headquarters was of course placed on the table and not sent out for the time being.

The confession letter that the three little beauties asked Otomo Masao to read has now been written. They are seriously deleting and revising it, and it is almost finished.

"Little brother!" Otomo Masao knew that if he didn't work harder now, there would be no room for negotiation later. Ever since he saw the huge hole on the ground, he no longer had any hope of luck, so after a shrill cry, this black-hearted businessman knelt down.

"Little brother, a man lives for his dignity. I am willing to give you all my property. Please forgive me! I don't want to embarrass myself in front of all Japanese people!" Otomo Masao's originally cold and hard face was now full of tears, and he seemed a little pitiful.

I didn't look at him, but turned to the concubines, "What do you think?"

Eri rolled her eyes and said, "Mr. Otomo, if you dare to do something, you must dare to take responsibility. You had the courage to do these ugly things in the beginning, so why don't you have the courage to take responsibility for your mistakes now?"

Qianying frowned and said, "Besides, you just feel ashamed, but those people you harmed didn't even have the chance to be embarrassed. How can you settle this account?"

"I am willing to double their compensation, and even more for those who died or were injured!" Otomo Masao acted like a philanthropist at this moment, "Besides that, I will hire them all and allow them to go back to work!"

"Well... you're right. It seems we're not as thoughtful as you are." The doll-like girl agreed and quickly added a few more words on the paper, "Okay... that's it..."

Otomo Masao looked at Koharu handing the manuscript to me with tears in his eyes, and the thought of revenge he must have after he got out of this predicament kept flashing through his mind! Now this thought was the only pillar that kept him from falling.

I read it once and said approvingly, "Not bad, it's well written. Let him read it."

"Yeah!" The girls smiled happily after receiving my praise and threw the manuscript to Otomo Masao.

"Look carefully within one minute. If you dare to say something wrong, there will be a high-flying trapeze show at the Otomo Building today. We really want to see an exciting show."

It is easy to see the King of Hell, but it is difficult to deal with little devils. Otomo Masao knew that although the young man was the one in charge, these three extremely beautiful and elegant girls were definitely not from ordinary families. He had even seen the unique family crests embroidered on the clothes of the three girls. This kind of thing cannot be used indiscriminately in Japan and can only be owned by traditional aristocrats.

However, if they acted like this and dared to offend someone who was protected by Ji, the three girls would not be very important figures in the family, and he would still have a chance to take revenge later. But the prerequisite is that he needs to save his life, and to save his life, he needs to do what these people ask now.

He frowned as he read this ridiculous declaration. Although he knew that if he read out the words on the paper, Otomo Masao would become the laughing stock of all Japan, Otomo Masao was a ruthless man after all. He gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Wait a minute." I stopped Otomo Masao from taking the microphone. As he looked at me expectantly, my next words made his heart fall to the eighteenth level of hell again. "Let him stand opposite the laptop and press the 'S' button. The image will be directly transmitted to all TV stations."

The concubines were delighted to hear this, but this time Otomo Masao walked to the designated place by himself without their reminder, with a determined look on his face.

"'S' key...OK!" Eri pressed the button, and in an instant, Otomo Masao's face appeared on the NHK and Tokyo TV screens in front of us.

"Oh, this is... this is the businessman who appeared on TV this afternoon, who is good at malicious bankruptcy!"

"Yes, it's him! I didn't realize you mentioned Otomo Trading Company just now, but it turned out to be him!"

Amid the discussions, Otomo Masao solemnly read out the confessions the girls had written to him:

"My fellow Japanese people, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, I am Otomo Masao, the sinner of the entire Japanese business community..."

The first few sentences made everyone feel cold. Otomo Masao is already over 50 years old. Even if he wants to admit his mistake, he doesn't have to act so young! But what’s even more amazing is yet to come:

"Over the years, in order to gain a little money, I maliciously closed down 21 companies, causing immeasurable losses to more than 18,000 employees. The employees who committed suicide showed that I, Otomo Masao, was worse than pigs and dogs, a beast, and a bastard.

"After being taught by the kind, intelligent and brave members of the Justice Crusade, I, Otomo Masao, have strongly realized my mistakes. Here, I make a solemn and sacred promise to the people of Japan: All employees of the 21 companies that were maliciously closed down by me, including the families of the deceased members, please come to the Otomo Building in Nishi-Shinjuku, Tokyo. I will compensate you with a courtesy payment of five to ten times your normal retirement amount, and bow to you to apologize.

"No amount of compensation can erase my sins, and the little compensation I offer is only based on my fear of justice and fairness, and my guilt for my social responsibility. From today on, I, Otomo Masao, promise everyone that I will never again arbitrarily and maliciously close down a company, or else I will be struck by lightning, die a miserable death, and go to the eighteen levels of hell after death, to be tortured by all the evil spirits. May justice and fairness last forever, and may peace and friendship last forever, Amitabha!"

Otomo Masao's righteous confession left everyone stunned and confused as to what he was up to.

But the kidnappers did not give them the chance to learn more. After Otomo Masao finished reading "Amitabha", the image and sound signals were cut off at the same time, and the contact between the outside and the building was interrupted again.

Kobayashi Lianliang is a veteran detective. After watching this scene, he frowned, his mind spinning like lightning, and finally ordered fiercely: "Everyone, pay attention, this may be another trick of the criminals, be alert... Hasn't the design arrived yet?"

"We're here." A criminal police officer handed over a blueprint from the outside, panting. Kobayashi Renryo spread it on the roof of the car, gathered his elite men, and began to study it.

In fact, everyone's doubts are growing. What is the criminal's intention with these childish tricks? What is their real purpose? All of this troubles the veterans of the Metropolitan Police Department, as well as the ministers of the Metropolitan Police Department, the Metropolitan Police Headquarters, and the Cabinet.

After such a big embarrassment, Otomo Masao calmed down. He said respectfully: "Everyone, I have done what you asked me to do. Can you let me go now?"

"You want to leave?"

"You said that you would not kill me if I confessed my guilt..." Otomo Masao looked a little panicked, "Besides, if you kill me, who will compensate those employees?"

"Why are you panicking? I didn't say I was going to kill you. I was just asking." I smiled. "This seems to be your property, so we should be the ones to leave."

"There are so many people outside, how are you going to get out?" Otomo Masao asked in confusion. He asked this not because he was kind, but because he was afraid that we would take him hostage and cover our escape - it would be terrible if we just escaped from the tiger's den but were accidentally injured right after.

"How you leave is none of your business, but Mr. Otomo, you can say whatever you want, but next time I can't guarantee that you will be able to breathe alive." I said with a smile, nodding to my concubines, "Good girls, use the anesthetic needle to greet Mr. Otomo, he is tired."

"Hehe..." As the girls laughed sweetly, Otomo Masao was pierced by dozens of silver needles before he could object. He fell in front of the window without a sound.

Five minutes later, the police officer in charge of monitoring suddenly cried out, "Captain Kobayashi, the thermal detector has failed again, but this time it's the 30th floor that can't be seen clearly. No, the 29th floor, the 28th floor... so fast!" Kobayashi Lianliang's eyes flashed, and he grabbed a communicator, "Everyone, everyone, everyone, the robbers will soon take the hostages out, everyone keep a close eye on me, don't let a fly get away."

"Yes!" He received a unanimous, loud voice.

"I want to see where you can run this time!" Kobayashi Lianliang stared at the empty front door with eagle-like eyes, his voice so cold that it could turn into ice if it fell to the ground. "I want to see who you are? How dare you challenge the dignity of Kobayashi Lianliang like this?"

"Fourth floor... third floor... second floor!" The thermal detector kept displaying numbers, but the moment the police officer reported "second floor", a huge change occurred.

Suddenly, there was a constant roar around the Otomo Building, and thick black smoke seemed to be coming out of hell, floating around.

In just one minute, the area within a hundred meters with the building as the center was completely shrouded in black fog. Nothing could be seen beyond two meters. Screams and chaotic footsteps could be heard everywhere, but the black fog did not tightly surround the building, but drifted away at a very fast speed.

"Oh no! Don't move! Don't panic! Don't move!" Kobayashi Lianliang shouted, but no one could hear him.

Kobayashi Lianliang immediately jumped onto the roof of the police car beside him and looked over. The black smoke was drifting away quickly like a tornado. He could see things around the police car, but a hundred meters away, it was shrouded in black fog, just like the area around the building just now, and he could not see anything with his eyes.

"Beast! What kind of smoke bomb is this? Are they the American army? How can they have such advanced equipment?" Kobayashi Lianliang said with clenched teeth. He already knew that the criminals were hiding in the black fog and running outside as the black fog moved.

It is said that the security line is 300 meters long, but in fact the police can only control the area within 100 meters. Beyond 100 meters, it can only be monitored by satellite monitoring devices. Beyond 500 meters, there are dense crowds of people and there is no evacuation at all. Once the criminals sneak in, it will be like a dragon entering the sea and they will never be found again.

"Assholes! I will never let you go!" Kobayashi Renliang's loud roar was heard from far away...

Chapter 9: What's happening under the table

Today is May 29th, a day destined to be recorded in Japanese history. The incident that took place in the Otomo Building in Nishi-Shinjuku in the afternoon was later confirmed by reporters who rushed into the building first. The kidnappers used a silver needle to anesthetize Otomo Masao and everyone else, and except for a suspected gangster who was holding a pistol and was shot in the palm, the kidnappers did not cause any substantial harm to anyone.

President Masao Otomo woke up three hours later. He refused to answer questions from the media and police about the kidnappers, but reiterated once again that he would make financial and spiritual compensation to all the members of the company that were maliciously closed down, as he had said in front of the people of the whole country.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department classified this case as "vicious kidnapping", but Japan's six major television stations and three major daily newspapers, which have never been united, expressed support for these unknown kidnappers through text and television commentary in their own special news issues that evening.

"This is a successful justice. The three demands made by the kidnappers are a manifestation of love for peace and love for Japan. They represent the voice of all Japanese people. We love these mischievous members of the 'Justice Holy War Group'. They are the symbol of the Japanese spirit!"

"Even Mr. Otomo Masao did not admit that it was kidnapping, so why did the police still take such a ruthless attitude towards these kind-hearted warriors of the "Justice Crusade"? Is it because their actions are mocking the incompetence of the Metropolitan Police Department and even the cabinet?"

"Please ask the Cabinet to arrest the American soldiers who insulted my compatriots! Don't just lick the Americans' asses like dogs!"

"Your Highness, please pay attention to the people's voice! Your Highness, Princess Masako, please be strong!"

"..."

In addition to the support of these journalists, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and the Cabinet were crowded with petitioners requesting the withdrawal of the arrest warrant.

In the square in front of the Imperial Palace, there were many people holding signs and shouting at the inside. Most of them were women. They all shouted in unison: "Come on Masako! Come on Masako!"

Even more people flocked to the U.S. military base on Okinawa Island, at least tens of thousands of people, which frightened the U.S. military and quickly set up a cordon. The phone at the Self-Defense Forces headquarters was almost blown up by the commander of the U.S. Navy, but no one answered.

The Shinjuku area was also very lively, with countless people gathering in front of the Otomo Building, all watching the traces of bombs left by the "Axiom Crusade" this afternoon. For many people with dreams, the "Axiom Crusade" warriors could be compared to Robin Hood by threatening and forcing unscrupulous businessmen to admit their mistakes and return all the dirty money.

Therefore, everyone came with admiration, and in the end, because of the large number of people, hundreds of police officers were present to maintain order. Tokyo Governor Shintaro Ishihara, who is considered the most staunch nationalist in Japan, said in an interview: "Such kidnapping is indeed a crime, but it is also excusable. We can discuss specific cases on a case-by-case basis. The cabinet does not need to make a fuss."

In the evening, in my home, the girls watched these TV programs while reading the newspapers they bought. They were very excited and happy. The little beauties just thought it was fun at first, but now even I have to praise them.

The three negotiation conditions that were unintentionally proposed just happened to express the thoughts of everyone in Japan. After this unsuccessful kidnapping operation, their suppressed emotions were suddenly aroused. For everyone, it was a release of mental stress.

If I hadn't stopped them, the concubines would have joined the palace parade like everyone else. Fortunately, they still remembered that Sakura Academy has a strict school rule that students must return at 10 o'clock on Sunday night. Otherwise, with the passion of these little beauties, a big battle is inevitable tonight. How could they want to go back to school?

Around 8:30, Koharu and the others went out. The busty beauty lingered in my arms for a while. She was so bold that she almost suffocated me with her huge breasts. Until I could no longer bear it, Eri reluctantly took the bus back to Sakura Academy at the urging of Koharu and Chikage.

"How is it, how is it?" Eri got into the taxi. Although she was still reluctant to leave, a feeling of excitement also surged up in her.

The three of them squeezed into the back seat of the taxi. Xiaochun, who was sitting in the middle, patted her chest proudly and said, "Don't worry... Is there anything I can't handle?"

"Please take it out and let me see it..." Eri said impatiently.

Chikage smiled at this, pulled out a small bag from behind her, took out a silver cylinder from the bag, and handed it to Eri.

Eri first carefully glanced at the driver in front of her, and confirmed that she was the middle-aged aunt that the three of them had been hiring, and then she started playing with it excitedly. But within a minute, Eri's expression changed. "What...what's on this?"

"What's wrong?" Xiaochun asked in confusion.

"There seem to be a few lines of small words engraved on this silver tube!"

"Is there one? Let me see..." Xiaochun took it and used a lighter to illuminate the side of the silver tube, and read it word by word, "Baby, don't be naughty, this thing is not for you to play with."

Qianying quickly aimed the silver tube at the glass next to her and pressed it several times, but nothing came out. Then the girls found two more tubes from their bags. They still had only the outer shells and no anesthetic needles inside.

The three excited little female thieves felt as if their enthusiasm was poured with ice water from head to toe, completely extinguishing it.

"Toshio...you stinky thing...I hate you so much..."

The angry curses of the girls just came out from the taxi, but in the next second, they turned into loud laughter. This completely opposite change of emotions frightened the middle-aged driver in the taxi, but she smiled knowingly: It’s really good to be young!

After seeing off the little beauties, my evening mission has just begun. I never take chances, nor am I careless, and I never underestimate any enemy. A few threatening words today will make Otomo Masao give up the idea of ​​revenge.

No matter how powerful the Sumiyoshi Clan is, they dare not do anything to Koharu, Eri, and Chikage. For the sake of Otomo Masao, they do not have the courage or determination to go against the three super families! Then the Yamaguchi-gumi will be the ones laughing.

But in order to prevent Otomo Masao from becoming desperate and hiring other killers to deal with my little darlings, I think it is necessary to make this trip.

William was very efficient. In less than ten minutes, a set of data was sent to my email.

Basic information: Nabeshima Seiun, male, 56 years old, third vice president of the Sumiyoshi-kai, the second largest underworld force in Tokyo.

Personality and hobbies: cunning and treacherous, likes to use cruel tactics to deal with enemies, and is very protective of his own shortcomings.

Family situation: a wife, two mistresses, two sons and a daughter.

Activity range: During the day, he handles official business at the Sumiyoshi-kai headquarters. At night, he moves between the house at 52 Akasaka-Mobi-san-chome in Minato-ku and the house at 19 Yotsuya-hachi-chome in Shinjuku-ku.

Keeping this information in mind, I changed into a set of black clothes and walked out of the house.

In Shinjuku District, it must be very crowded because many people are going to the Otomo Building. I guessed that a middle-aged man in his fifties, Seiun Nabeshima, would not like such a noisy environment, so he came to Akaka in the Minato District first.

Otomo Masao has now become a very popular public figure, and is being filmed by dozens of cameras all the time. Under such circumstances, he will not find an opportunity to cry to Nabeshima Seiun today. At the very least, he will wait for a few days for the storm to calm down before he dares to retaliate openly.

As the fifth-ranked figure in the Sumiyoshi-kai, Nabeshima Seiun always has a personal bodyguard at his residence.

When I walked into this area of ​​residential buildings, I looked at No. 52 from afar. The lights there were not very bright, but I could still see that there were fifteen men in black suits standing on all sides of the house, monitoring every direction.

As soon as I saw so many bodyguards, I immediately knew that Kojima Seiun would be here tonight.

I flashed by and turned into a shadow in the darkness. Like a gust of wind, I instantly arrived in front of Nabeshima Seiun's residence. As I kept moving, I pressed the numbness and mute points of the fifteen people guarding nearby, making them stand there without any visible flaws.

As a martial arts expert with more than a decade of experience, I could tell from the breathing sounds inside that there were only five people in Nabeshima Seiun's family, one man and four women.

With a faint smile, I took a deep breath, and my body flew into the air and onto the second-floor window. The window happened to be slightly open, so I turned around and leaped and entered the room.

A man with a thin voice was saying something outside, and he was answered by a very cute female voice, no older than sixteen. She should be the daughter born to Kojima Seiun in his old age. It was said that he treated her like his sweetheart.

"Hurry back to school, be good, and stop being naughty." Nabeshima Seiyun said with a smile, "I'll ask them to take you there. If you don't leave now, you'll be late. Be careful that the teacher will punish you!"

"I'm not afraid. Let's finish this chocolate pudding first." The girl said in a sweet voice, "Just go do your thing and don't worry about me."

"You..." Nabeshima Seiun's words were full of love, but he didn't say anything else. He stretched out his hand, opened the door, and the sound of the girl's brisk footsteps going downstairs was heard.

Guodao Shengyun took just one step forward and suddenly stopped. He saw a man in a black windbreaker, looking down and flipping through one of his books. He looked as relaxed as if he was at home.

The fifth leader of the Sumiyoshi-kai subconsciously wanted to turn around and escape, but my words immediately made him give up the idea.

"If you don't want your whole family to go on the road with you, then sit down and talk."

Nabeshima Seiyun's eyes rolled, and he finally gave up the idea of ​​escaping and closed the door.

"Sit down." I put away the book and said calmly, "I have also read Mr. Fukuda's works. Although they have unique insights into company management, their overall view is somewhat limited. Mr. Oshima Masu's book "On the Trend of Financial Development during the Heisei Period" is a good one. You can read it if you have a chance."

With a thin face and appearing to be only in his fifties, and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, Kojima Seiun looks more like a professor than a gangster boss.

Nabeshima Seiun's heart did not relax because of my gentle attitude, but instead it felt even more depressed. Being knowledgeable and experienced, he knew that the more kind-looking a person is, the more ruthless they would be when they started fighting, and the most difficult to deal with.

"You just walked into my house without asking the host. I guess that's not the right way for a guest, right?" Nabeshima Seiun sat at the desk, his hands trembling slightly. There was a pistol in the first compartment of the right drawer. If he picked it up, he could immediately control the situation.

"I just asked the fifteen gatekeepers downstairs, and they said that they were relieved to have me around, so they all went to sleep peacefully." I said in a gentle voice, "Mr. Nabeshima, I haven't made up my mind whether to kill you or not, so you'd better not do anything that will cause me to misunderstand... For example, just put your hands on the table."

Kojima Seiyun's heart seemed to be broken, and his face turned pale in an instant. He only thought that I had sneaked in, but he never expected that I had actually broken down all his defenses.

"Okay, who are you and why do you want to kill me?" Giving up other thoughts, Nabeshima Seiun's mind became clearer, "If possible, what do I need to do to save my life?"

"A dead enemy is much more reassuring to me than a living one." I smiled slightly, "I'll give you a chance. If you can guess why I'm here, I'll consider not killing you."

After hesitating for a moment, Nabeshima Seiun asked tentatively: "Are you from the Yamaguchi-gumi or the Inagawa-kai?" He was smart enough to guess the names of two opponents in one breath, casting a wide net.

I shook my head. "I'm sorry, you guessed wrong. Mr. Nabeshima, do you want to leave any last words?"

"No!" Nabeshima Seiyun's face changed, and he desperately reached into the drawer, trying to take out the pistol, but his right shoulder suddenly hurt, and his hand suddenly lost feeling, let alone moving.

"What a pity! You could have chosen to die with dignity, but now it seems unlikely." I said coldly. Just as I was about to get up, I suddenly heard light footsteps on the stairs. In just a few seconds, they reached the door of the room and rushed in without any manners.

"Dad... I want something tomorrow... Eh? Who are you?" A bright and beautiful girl rushed in. After she said this, she realized there was a third person in the room.

"Miho, get out! Get out!" Nabeshima Seiun stood up suddenly and yelled out of control, "Get out!"

The girl was shocked. In her memory, her father had never said anything harsh to her, let alone this horrible look now. Feeling aggrieved, the bright and beautiful girl's eyes suddenly turned red, but she was stubborn and didn't move.

Kojima Seiun valued his daughter more than his own life. When he saw her break in here and saw the murderous devil, he was so desperate that he couldn't be more desperate: How could such a cruel person leave any witnesses?

Seeing my eyes looking up and down at the beautiful girl, Guodao Shengyun had a terrifying thought. He opened his mouth with a trembling voice and was even ready to kneel down and beg me to spare the girl's life. But at this moment, I suddenly said: "Little girl, are you wearing a school uniform? You are so beautiful!"

"Hmph!" The girl was always naughty and stubborn at times. She vented the grievances she had just suffered from her father on me. She looked at me with a pout, but didn't say anything.

"Sakura Academy's uniform is indeed the most suitable for girls." I smiled nonchalantly, "Compared to those schools without style, little girl, you have entered a good school."

"Of course!" The girl was slightly proud when I mentioned her school, and she was not so cold to me anymore, "Our school is the best in Japan!"

"But it's already 9:20, why haven't you returned to school yet? Aren't you afraid of being severely punished by the school rules or even expelled if you're late?"

"I... I came to talk to dad about something, but... but he was so mean to Miho, huh! Dad, I don't want to bother with you anymore!" When I mentioned the time to go back to school, a trace of panic flashed across the girl's face. She was originally about to change into her school uniform and leave, but she suddenly remembered something and came to find Nabeshima Seiun. Looking at the watch on her wrist, the girl stuck out her tongue viciously at Nabeshima Seiyun. After uttering the threatening words, she ran away without looking back, just like when she came.

Looking at her youthful and lovely back, the expression on my face became more relaxed. I waved my hand, and the thick door slowly closed without wind. Just this one move alone made Nabeshima Seiun exclaim in admiration, "Great skill!"

"This Kung Fu is used to kill you, and you still think it's good?"

"No matter what, I am grateful to you for letting my daughter go."

"Will I not take her life later?"

"No." Nabeshima Seiun sat down and restored his former general demeanor in the gang. "I know you well. You are resolute and keep your promises. If you didn't kill Miho in front of her, you wouldn't have bothered her afterwards."

"I like girls who are as beautiful as flowers because they make me feel the vitality of youth." I smiled slightly, "For your daughter's sake, I will give you another chance. Guess why I am here?"

"Because of what happened at Otomo Trading Company this afternoon." After missing an opportunity, Nabeshima Seiyun would never waste it. "Looking at the shocking scene on TV, I should have guessed from the beginning that you have the ability."

"Not bad, not bad, I finally got it." I stood up. "They are all my friends. I will never allow anything to happen to them. You know what to do now."

"I'm going to kill that bastard." Nabeshima Seiyun said subconsciously. In his heart, Otomo Masao was a good money bag, but now no one knows how to choose between life and money.

"No need, just tell him to behave himself. Besides not wanting my friends to be harassed, I also don't want to hear any rumors about this kidnapping case outside. If he can't keep his mouth shut, then you can take action."

"I see. He won't say anything, just like when facing the media." Nabeshima Seiyun breathed a sigh of relief. It was always good to keep this useful subordinate.

I put the book I just picked up back on the bookshelf. "The people down there will wake up in an hour. Do you have any questions?"

"No more." Nabeshima Seiyun shook his head quickly, but when I walked to the window, he couldn't help but ask, "Sir, are you...are you a doctor?"

"I refuse to answer this question." I said without turning my head. "People who have seen a doctor will almost always die. Smarter people always live longer. Mr. Nabeshima, please don't make Miss Miho sad!"

"Yes, I understand──" Nabeshima Seiyun was hit by a cold sweat again and quickly bowed his head to apologize. When he raised his head again, the man had disappeared. Only then did the leader of the Sumiyoshi-kai heave a sigh of relief and sit back heavily in his chair.

Although this mysterious and burly man was not good-looking, the pressure he exerted on him was present all the time, like a stone weighing thousands of kilograms, pressing heavily on Kojima Seiyun, making him almost unable to breathe. He had never experienced such pressure, even when facing his own president, the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi, or the president of the Inagawa-kai.

In fact, Nabeshima Seiun already had the answer in his heart: Who else could be such a powerful person except the rumored No. 1 killer in North America─the doctor? The doctor who has never failed is indeed worthy of his reputation!

Faintly, the shrewd third vice-president of the Sumiyoshi-kai realized that the reason why this terrible doctor let him go was definitely related to what he saw his daughter. But judging from the doctor's behavior, he is not a lustful person at all. I also don't see any greed or possessive desire in his eyes, which makes it even more confusing.

Shaking his head, Kojima Seiyun laughed at himself. If he could guess what the doctor was thinking, then he would not be the world's top super killer. Putting aside his speculation, Kojima Seiyun picked up the phone on the table. The call was quickly connected. He said in a deep voice, "I'm Kojima Seiyun. Let's talk somewhere where we can't be overheard."

"Yes!" The surprised voice of Otomo Masao came from the other end of the phone.

Otomo Masao was just thinking about crying to his backer later, but he didn't expect that he would call him himself. This unscrupulous businessman who was bent on revenge could never have imagined what would be waiting for him.

Countless people did not sleep that night.

Chapter 10: Sudden Hope

Kojima Seiyun was right, it was his beloved child who saved his life. If Miho Nabeshima hadn't suddenly rushed in, and if I hadn't seen the Sakura Academy uniform she was wearing, Nabeshima Sōun would not have escaped this disaster. The reason is actually very simple. As a teacher at Sakura Academy, you should at least give face to the students of the academy.

Besides, Nabeshima Seiun is also the core leader of the Sumiyoshi-kai, the second largest underworld in Tokyo. Keeping him around might be of unexpected use in the future.

As for whether you are afraid that he will bite back? I'm sorry, the doctor has never been afraid of any danger. It's probably impossible for him to take the risk of killing his entire family to kill me. Nabeshima Seiun loves his daughter so much, he naturally doesn't want her to have any accident. An enemy with weaknesses is no longer a threat.

Otomo Masao's biggest backer did not support him and instead ordered him not to oppose the kidnappers. So today, I and my three concubines have no worries about our crazy kidnapping activities.

On the contrary, through the girls' bold thinking and speaking, countless people in Japan have supported us, and some people have even requested on TV that the "Justice Jihad Group" should go to Okinawa and kidnap those beastly American soldiers.

When the little beauties called to talk about this, they were really ready to do something dangerous, so I quickly stopped them from doing it. Kidnapping Uncle Sam's active-duty soldiers is no joke. The nature of the incident will immediately change, so why bother getting involved?

The girls also understood that if they really did this, the US military might immediately go crazy and start a war! It is precisely because of the same concerns that the Japanese people, police, military and even the underworld have never kidnapped American soldiers at naval bases.

They were just extremely proud of my miraculous methods, and their self-confidence swelled. After I gave them a painstaking lecture, the girls reluctantly gave up this dangerous idea.

Not to mention this night that made Japan boil, when I woke up the next morning and turned on the TV, I saw that several TV stations were still broadcasting the demonstrations at the U.S. military naval base in Okinawa, the parade in front of the Imperial Palace, and the crowds swarming in front of the Otomo Building.

It was just a flash, but I suddenly saw a familiar middle-aged woman's face among the crowd, and I couldn't help but smile.

It only takes a dozen minutes to walk from home to Third Street in Bending. At this time, there was an old house in front of me. It had only two floors and eight small apartments. It looked very old. I went straight to apartment number three on the second floor and rang the doorbell.

This time was different from the previous dozen times. Just one minute later, the door of the house opened, and a gorgeous and elegant girl stood at the entrance, with a flicker of surprise in her eyes.

"I saw your mother on TV, so I knew you guys went back to Tokyo." I said with a smile while standing at the door.

"I heard from the neighbor aunt that you came to us many times. Is there something wrong?" Xinzi asked in a gentle voice. A brown and yellow Chow Chow dog squeezed next to her.

"Can we go in and talk?" I smiled kindly, trying to allay her guard.

Xinzi thought about it for a while, and finally stepped back, "Please come in."

The first time I walked into their house, I found that although it was very small, just less than 6 square meters, with the bedroom and living room together, it was decorated very warmly. The materials and equipment everywhere were a bit old, but I could always see some new features on the old basis. It seemed that this was also decorated by the girl and her mother.

"Have a cup of green tea." I sat at the low table, and the girl brought me a cup of steaming hot tea. "This is what we brought from our hometown."

I took a sip. Although it wasn't a famous tea, it was fragrant. "Have you been back to your hometown these days?"

"Yes, my mother-in-law is sick and the prices in Tokyo are so high, so it's a good time for me to go back and help take care of the crops in the fields." Xinzi said calmly, without any inferiority complex on her face.

People are like this. There are many things that other people don’t think are wrong, but you are self-abased and self-pitying. You don’t even look down on yourself, so how can you expect others to look up to you?

Xinzi's calmness made me admire her even more. "Okay, I won't beat around the bush with you, lest you think I have any intentions towards you."

I handed her a business card and said, "Tomorrow afternoon, you can go to this place. There is a very good doctor there. He is a good friend of mine and can help your leg."

Xinzi took the business card and smiled faintly, "Suzuki Private Clinic is the clinic of Sister Kyoka. The friend you are talking about is the new mysterious doctor, right?"

"Yes, you can go directly to him and arrange the surgery as soon as possible."

"Thank you for your kindness, sir." The girl put the business card on the table, "but I can't go now."

"Why? Don't you trust his medical skills?"

"No, among the people around us, who doesn't know that this gentleman's medical skills are simply top-notch?" Xinzi smiled, and her eyes were less defensive. "But we don't have enough money now. I'll go when mom gets dad's compensation and the money is almost there."

The girl's legs and feet are just a little inconvenient, but it's not a serious illness that affects her body, so for this kind of patient, I asked Kyoka to charge for the necessary materials. For a patient like Xinzi with leg length differences, even if the medical expenses are waived, the materials and medicines used will cost at least 5 million yen.

Five million should be a considerable sum of money for their family.

I nodded. "Your father was also an employee of one of the companies that was maliciously closed down by Otomo Masao?"

"Yes, he worked for that company for fifteen years, but in the end he had nothing. He drank every day to drown his sorrows. One day, he was in a car accident on the road..." The girl's eyes were filled with deep attachment and reminiscence.

"Then you can get ten times the compensation this time." I estimated.

"Why ten times?"

"If he died because of losing his job, shouldn't the compensation be ten times higher?" I said calmly, "As long as your mother proposed it, Otomo Masao would never dare to object."

"No need, just be like everyone else." The girl chuckled, "Father's death has nothing to do with him. We can't blackmail others."

When I walked out of Xinzi's house, the warm sunlight shone on my body, and my heart was also warm.

Such a lovely and pure girl really deserves help!

Five minutes later, a scream suddenly came from the office on the top floor of the Dayou Building. The employees ran out and saw that their boss had rushed to the elevator and was pressing buttons quickly with sweat on his forehead and a look of panic.

"President, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Just do your job quickly and make sure to pay the compensation to those employees. Don't be negligent at all, okay?" Otomo Masao ordered without even turning his head.

"Yes, President, we will try our best!" While everyone was answering, Otomo Masao had already rushed into the elevator. Those who can sit on this floor are all Otomo Masao's trusted subordinates. After waking up from being knocked unconscious with an anesthetic needle yesterday, the boss suddenly called them to a meeting. Then at 9:30 in the evening, they were urged to come to the company again by the boss's urgent phone call. They could feel that Otomo Masao's attitude was becoming softer and softer, and he could even feel fearful.

The boss changed from a greedy and unscrupulous businessman to a righteous man who dared to admit his mistakes. The change was too fast and too sudden, making everyone a little uncomfortable.

After muttering a few words, the staff returned to the office and began the tense and busy work of statistics and calculations. Paying retirement benefits to more than 18,000 people is an extremely heavy task. It seems that they will have to work overtime like crazy this month.

After getting out of the elevator, Otomo Masao ran all the way until he reached the spacious hall on the second floor, where he stopped panting.

This place has been temporarily converted into a registration hall. Thirty employees of Otomo Trading Company are sitting behind the desks. All employees of the company who come to claim compensation have to fill out forms here. After both parties confirm the amount, they will receive generous severance pay within three days at the latest. Seeing Otomo Masao running in, thousands of people looked at him with complicated eyes, but the majority of them were contempt and hatred, and only a few were grateful. They all knew what was going on. The reason why this former boss agreed to the high compensation was not because he was kind, but because of the contribution of the "Justice Crusade" yesterday. Even if they wanted to be grateful, they would not be grateful to him.

Even now, Otomo Masao would not take their views seriously. In his mind, these people were actually still like ants, and he was not afraid of them.

Grabbing a microphone, Otomo Masao jumped onto a table and shouted, "Who is Ms. Yonehara Tsuko? Ms. Yonehara Tsuko, please come over here!"

The sound of the loudspeaker was already very loud, and after he yelled at the top of his voice, the people in the second-floor hall, who had already quieted down, could hear it clearly.

Seeing that there was still no movement, Otomo Masao had to make a bitter face and shouted again: "Please ask Ms. Yonehara Tsuko to come over. I want to discuss with you about the retirement benefits. I have absolutely no other intentions. Please don't misunderstand!" If possible, Otomo Masao would like to call her "aunt".

Just as he was getting anxious, a virtuous woman in her thirties came over five meters in front of him and said, "President Otomo, I'm Tsuko Yonehara."

"Ah, Ms. Yonehara, you finally come out. Please come this way!" Otomo Masao quickly jumped down, bowed and welcomed her into a small room next to it. The room was surrounded by glass, and people from outside could see clearly inside, so Yonehara Tsuko's heart slowly calmed down.

Otomo Masao asked Yonehara Tsuko to sit down, and he made a cup of tea for her and respectfully offered it to her with both hands. Such politeness made Yonehara Tsuko puzzled.

"President Otomo, are you doing this to make me give up the compensation?" Yonehara Tsuko said with courage, "That's impossible. I didn't ask for ten times the severance pay, but I must have five times the severance pay. This is related to my daughter's happiness!"

"Five times?" Otomo Masao was stunned.

"Five times is the minimum. Didn't you say you would give it to me? Besides, my husband is also..."

Otomo Masao quickly shook his head, interrupting Yonehara Tsuko's words, "How can five times be enough? It should be at least fifty times!"

"Five...fifty times?" Yonehara Tsuko thought she had heard it wrong.

"Oh, sorry, I said the wrong thing." Otomo Masao thought she was not satisfied and was scared. "It's five hundred times! Five hundred times!" As he said that, he took out the checkbook, lowered his head and wrote for a while, then handed it to Yonehara Tsuko with a smile on his face.

"Madam, if it's not enough, I'll add more. You have to be satisfied!" He added in his heart, if you are not satisfied, my life will be over!

Looking at the string of zeros on the check, Yonehara Tsuko's mind went blank...

Chapter 11 The Cold Doctor

On May 30th, the afternoon sun shone on the second floor of Suzuki's private clinic, making the beautiful female doctor, who was humming a song while boiling water to make tea, feel even more comfortable. At the other end of the room, a rough and indifferent man was holding a cute little girl. Opposite him was a man missing a leg and a woman with a calm expression.

The cute little girl said coquettishly in my arms: "Uncle, why haven't you come to see Jiazi? I wait for you to play with me every day."

I smiled and said, "Uncle is wrong. Next time, I will call your sister Jingxiang and we can go out and play together, okay?"

Jiazi was so happy that she kissed me and said, "You said it, don't go back on your word."

Facing the pink tender finger stretched out by the little girl, I could only make a pinky promise with her, "I won't default on my debt. The one who defaults on his debt is the puppy!"

At this time, Kyoka had brought the brewed tea over and gave us a cup each. Kako also obediently returned to her mother and let Kyoka sit next to me.

"Mr. Sekizaki, how is your leg now?" Kyoka asked in a gentle voice.

"It's all fine now, thanks to you and Mr.," said Guan Qifeng gratefully, "Only when you lose something can you appreciate it. Now I don't drink at all."

"Not drinking is a good thing." As soon as Jiazi left, I regained my calm expression. "Your legs are not easy to move now, but I know there is a new type of prosthesis in Austria that can achieve 60% of the effect of a normal person."

"Oh, this is great!" Mrs. Sekizaki said, covering her mouth. It's only 60% of a normal person's level, which is much better than it is now.

"But... we don't have any money." Guan Qifeng said with some guilt, "Sir, Ms. Jingxiang, we still owe the last surgery fee... Don't worry, we will pay it back as soon as possible."

Kyoka frowned and said, "Mr. Guan Qi, you don't have a job now, right? In that case, you should take care of your family first. It's okay if we don't have to pay it back."

Guan Qifeng's face flushed red, "How can this be? Medical treatment must be paid for, I will definitely find a job in the future and pay you back!"

Jingxiang wanted to say something, but I patted her shoulders and turned to Guan Qifeng and said, "You are right. The treatment fee must be paid. The prosthesis you will need to install in the future will also be very expensive. We can waive the surgery fee, but according to the rules, you still have to pay for the materials and medicines."

Guan Qifeng said seriously: "Yes."

His wife beside him had a look of worry on her face. In his current physical condition, he could hardly even walk normally, so where could he find a job to support such a large expense?

Although he thought so, Mrs. Guan Qi also wanted to make a fortune like him. It was only natural to pay for medical treatment. Although the family was poor, they could not be ungrateful and not pay back.

"Suzuki's private clinic is currently in need of a security guard and a nurse who can help with laundry and bed sheets." I continued, "You can consider whether you can do these two jobs."

"Oh, yes! Yes!" The Guanqi couple agreed ecstatically, "We can come to work anytime!"

Kyoka pointed at the little girl, "What about Yoshiko?"

"Jiako is already an adult and can take care of herself." The little girl was smart and answered before her parents.

As we all smiled, Mrs. Guanzaki said, "She is in the kindergarten during the day. I can pick her up when I get off work in the evening. There is no delay. Ms. Jingxiang, please hand over these two duties to us. We will work hard to do it!"

Kyoka shook her head and said, "It's not that I disagree... Well, actually, what you say is equivalent to what Kyoka says... Just come over when you have made arrangements." Halfway through her words, Kyoka's pretty face turned red and she glanced at me, but I didn't react.

After the Guanqi couple left with Kako, Kyoka came back to me after seeing them off. I asked in a gentle voice, "Just now when I asked them to give me money, you would have objected to it before, so why didn't you object today?"

Kyoka chuckled with charming beauty, "Sir, it's not the first day I've known you. Are you that kind of person? Since you said the first sentence, you must have a way to help them solve the problem later. Kyoka is convinced of this." I smiled slightly, handed her tea to her, and drank the tea in my hand.

Jingxiang took a few sips of tea and said, "Sir, I received a call from Keiko today. They have arrived in South Carolina and are preparing to visit the scenery there."

"You should just tell them to stay in Florida." I said coldly, "For most of the month, they just wander around the southwestern United States. What's the point of such a honeymoon?"

"They are also saving money." Jingxiang looked at me and said, "They cherish their current life, so there is no reason for them to squander it everywhere."

I laughed dumbly and said, "That's right, as long as you are with the one you love, you will be happy everywhere... I am not them, how can I know their happiness?"

Kyoka nodded, "Sir, you speak so philosophically, did you learn that in school?"

"Don't come and pry into my affairs." I glared at her. "Doctor Jingxiang, don't you still have routine ward rounds? Why don't you go?"

"Oh..." The beautiful doctor made a playful face and walked out with a sweet smile.

Around three o'clock, still in Jingxiang's office, I finally met Xinzi and her mother.

"Please sit down." I took the CT photo they handed over, on which I could clearly see the bones and structure of Xinzi's legs. After watching for a few minutes, I asked Xinzi to put her legs on the bench, roll up her trouser legs, revealing her two snow-white and well-proportioned thighs.

After pressing up and down slowly for a while, I signaled that the examination was over. After the girl put down her legs, she and her mother looked at me. Even though she usually behaved calmly and composedly, there was still a hint of expectation in her eyes. Even she was like this, not to mention her mother, whose extremely eager thoughts were almost written on her forehead.

I smiled faintly in my heart, Xinzi is only a seventeen-year-old child after all! If she were in school normally, she would be similar to Eri and the others, just a third-year high school student, at a time when she is innocent and playful. How could she be so mature?

"The general surgery is to saw the right leg bone three centimeters shorter, which is the easiest way to achieve balance." I said calmly, "But Miss Xinzi is in her growth period now. If this is done, her height and thigh development will be over, which is very bad."

Yonehara Tsuko said urgently, "Yes, other doctors say so too, but if not, won't we have to wait for many years?"

"No need." I shook my head and said, "We can transplant an artificial bone into Miss Xinzi's left knee to balance the left and right feet."

Xinzi frowned, "Sir, but my right leg will still grow. Won't my two legs be different again next year?"

I replied in a cold voice, "This artificial bone has five meters of stretching elasticity, which can ensure that it can slowly lengthen as your right leg grows. In the meantime, the difference between the two legs will be very slight and will not affect your normal walking. After your development is complete, I will take out this artificial bone and replace it with another one to completely fix your shape. This way, not to mention walking, you will have no problem running and jumping."

Upon hearing this, Xinzi and Yonehara Tsuko smiled at each other. The problem that had troubled them for years now had the best solution. How could they not be happy?

"So sir, when can I have the surgery?" Xinzi asked softly. This time, I saw her beautiful face as bright as the sun again.

"It needs to be ordered at the Frankfurt Medical School in Germany. This way, it will have the best fit and will ensure it is suitable for your bone development." I estimated, "It will take about 20 days to prepare."

"Ah, it takes so long?" Yonehara Tsuko said subconsciously.

"Mom, it will take some time to do it delicately." Xinzi said to her with a smile. Because the problem was about to be solved, the girl was very happy and her tone was much more relaxed.

I was shaking my head as I listened to this. Do you think twenty days is too slow? Normally, the production of such an artificial bone, from placing an order to sending out CT scans, to selecting materials, making modifications, and finally finalizing it, usually takes three months. I can guarantee that it can be done in twenty days, and this is only possible with the help of Dr. Nak's friends at the Frankfurt Medical School.

In her joy, Yonehara Tsuko remembered something and said embarrassedly, "Sir, how much should we pay in advance? I'll get it for you right away."

"Do you have money now?" I looked at her. "My friend called me yesterday and asked me to reduce the cost for you as much as possible."

"Oh, that gentleman is also a good person. We misunderstood him before." Yonehara Tsuko smiled shyly, "But now we have received the retirement money from Xinzi's father, and the money is enough."

"How much severance pay can I get?"

"A lot. I don't know what happened to Mr. Otomo Masao, but he actually gave me 50 million yen. I was so scared that I didn't dare to accept it." Yonehara Tsuko recalled, "But when I said no, he was so scared that he knelt down in front of me and begged me to accept the money, otherwise his life would be in danger. Finally, when I came back and told Xinzi about it, she concluded that this matter must be related to the "Justice Crusade Group". Maybe they asked Mr. Otomo Masao to compensate us."

I nodded. 50 million, Otomo Masao is quite sensible.

Xin Zi suddenly interrupted and said, "Sir, do you think the strict order of the warriors of the Justice Crusade is only for my mother, or for everyone?"

I was slightly stunned, "It should be everyone, right?"

The girl kept staring at me while she spoke, and I vaguely felt that something was wrong.

But after I finished answering, Xinzi looked away again and said with a smile: "I think so too. They are not related to us at all, so they won't be so nice to us."

"You can discuss the advance payment with Kyoka. I'll let you know when it's ready." I had to put on a cold face and said, "You can leave now."

"Thank you, sir!" The mother and daughter had achieved their goal, so they stood up, bowed, and walked out.

"Xinzi, this gentleman is a very nice person. No wonder so many people around here praise him."

"Mom, don't you think he's a little cold?"

"What are you talking about? As a doctor, it's normal to be a little cold... Miss Kyoka herself said that this gentleman never charged for the treatment of poor people. And even if the rich gave him money, he didn't take a penny and gave it all to Miss Kyoka... For such a good gentleman, what's the problem with being a little cold?"

"Mother."

"Um?"

“He’s not cold at all.”

"Haha, of course?

Chapter 12 Justice will prevail

The craze for the "Justice Crusade" among the people continued even two weeks later, and its impact was so great that it amazed me and my three concubines. At this time, Otomo Masao had already made arrangements for all his retirement benefits. He spent a total of more than 90 billion yen, almost half of his fortune.

The company employees who received benefits from him, while excited, also firmly joined the ranks of "Justice Crusade" fans. For a time, they appeared in the Imperial Palace, Okinawa, Metropolitan Police Department...all kinds of parade venues in Japan.

The first to be forced to respond were the Emperor and Empress in the Imperial Palace. They earnestly expressed their views and opinions in an interview program. In a word, they kept saying that they were doing this for the good of Crown Princess Masako.

After the show, the Emperor and Empress returned to the Imperial Palace and were saddened to find that after such an explanation, the number of people outside the palace not only did not decrease, but increased a lot.

There was no point in letting the demonstrators make noise all night long. As soon as the police came to disperse them, the news would expose the incident and the glass of the Metropolitan Police Department would be smashed to pieces the next day. Over time, the director, deputy director and other officials of the Metropolitan Police Department simply took sick leave, and no more police were sent at night.

Three days later, the Emperor and Empress finally compromised, and Crown Princess Masako began to appear in some public occasions. It could be seen that she smiled a lot more often, and as a result, the people participating in the parade also became happy.

Seeing that His Majesty the Emperor had bowed to the common people, Prime Minister Mori Yoshiro decided to lift the Metropolitan Police Department's wanted order with a stroke of his pen to prevent his and others' portraits from being torn up every day. He also referred to the members of the "Justice Crusade" as heroes in private.

The one that finally collapsed was the U.S. Navy squadron stationed in Okinawa. The first two groups of people were fine. They were all Japanese and had very high status, so everyone was embarrassed to go too far. But what is the US military presence? That's a pest! That's the public enemy! Once there is an opportunity, don't you have to rush forward with all your might?

On June 3, Okinawa welcomed 100,000 people from all over the country.

On June 12, the number of people from outside Okinawa reached 580,000.

These people do nothing but sit around the gate of the US military base every day. No matter what the US military says, they refuse to open the way and stop the US military from passing on land.

The people of Okinawa had already suffered a lot, and when they saw everyone coming to show their support, they brought food from their homes and gave it to the crowd. Those who really couldn't cook bought up all the things in the supermarket... But later on, this trick didn't work, because countless supermarkets of all sizes spontaneously gave the items shipped from other places to the people who were sitting in protest, leaving them with nowhere to buy anything.

As people continued to pour in, the U.S. Pacific Fleet sounded the yellow alert and all personnel were ready for battle. But everyone knew that fighting was impossible. There were hundreds of thousands of civilians sitting outside. Who would dare to shoot? Who dares to fire?

Lieutenant General Fordron, the commander of the U.S. garrison, had already made all the phone calls he could, but the Japanese officials who had been respectful to him before all replied with one sentence: "I'm sorry, this is a spontaneous action by the people. If we disperse them, it will be a riot throughout Japan."

Lieutenant General Fodollan had no choice but to lower his head and ask Japanese officials what to do. The Japanese officials kindly reminded him that all he had to do was hand over the six criminal soldiers.

Lieutenant General Ford Lang was naturally unwilling to do so. Once he handed it over, his status and authority in the hearts of all the garrison troops would be wiped out in an instant. But if he dragged his feet and did not hand it over, he would be greeted with an order of discharge - the US military would not tolerate a general who could not handle the relationship with the local people in the garrison.

After much deliberation, Lieutenant General Ford Lang had no choice but to ask his good friend, US Vice President Hugh Teecy, to call Japanese Prime Minister Mori Yoshiro directly. After getting the promise from the Japanese court that the criminal soldiers would be given lenient punishment, he gritted his teeth and ordered the barracks gates to be opened to send those six bastards out!

So, on June 15th, this super-large-scale demonstration that lasted for a full thirteen days ended with the victory of the Japanese people.

At 2:35, countless people burst into tears as they watched six U.S. Marines being taken away by an Okinawa police car. Whether they were at the scene or watching TV, they all cried and held their heads. This was not only their victory, but also a victory for all of Japan over the United States. The more than 130 million people in Japan finally got their revenge!

Thus, the third request of the Justice Crusade was also fulfilled. Although the first request of "hoping for world peace" was too vague and difficult to achieve, people still had the right to applaud them and admire these righteous men with incomparable justice and courage - although until now, no one knew who they were and where they came from...

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June 15th happened to be a Sunday. The four couples from the "Justice Jihad Group" were watching the live broadcast at home. When they saw the gate of the U.S. military camp open and the six dejected Marines being escorted into the police car, the little beauties cheered and kissed me on the face excitedly. Soon they were kissing each other on the sofa.

"Toshio... Qianying wants you to be very rough with me!" With a sweet voice, the pretty and playful girl lifted up her white wrinkled long skirt, and the snow-white girl's panties outlined two seductive marks on her equally white beautiful buttocks.

"Toshio, I want it too..." The doll-like beauty never gave in to others in any aspect. She also followed Qianying's example and knelt on the other side with her butt raised. "Come on, my body still has the essence you left last night... Xiaochun still wants..."

Eri was even more direct. The busty beauty sat directly in my arms. Her incomparable breasts broke free from the restraints of the bra. Her big and round breasts kept shaking in front of my eyes. "Toshio... Can Eri use them to rub you out today? And my little mouth..."

The beautiful girls were not just talking, their lust was even stronger than last night. You can tell from the blushes on their three faces and their panties that are already starting to get wet. Women have desires because of love.

The reason for such strong desire is that the little beauties are extremely proud of what they have done with me. With their emotions surging, the concubines were of course full of lust. They really wanted my clone to fill them up and give them an incomparably comfortable and joyful climax, which would allow their passion to erupt and bring them the most perfect happiness.

After having sex with those girls, I am no longer the novice in love that I was before. Looking at such a wonderful scene, I took a deep breath, quickly released my strong penis, grabbed Eri's fat buttocks, and tore her panties into pieces. "My dear, your husband will feed your honey hole first, and then feed your little mouth above!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I raised and lowered my hands, and the end of Eri's thighs had already swallowed the huge clone, causing the big-breasted beauty to moan with satisfaction, and she quickly began to twist her body sensibly.

"Pa pa..." The obscene sound continued. Qianying and Xiaochun, who had already taken off their snow-white underwear with their buttocks raised, turned their heads away with resentment and scolded in unison: "Junxiong is partial... bad husband..."

I slapped their beautiful buttocks hard and shouted, "Why don't you come here quickly?"

The buttocks of the two beauties felt hot, but the burning pain made their desire even stronger.

Hearing this, the doll-like beautiful girl stood up, took a few steps and stood between Eri and me. She leaned her delicate body up and leaned on Eri, who was twisting her body and moaning. Her pair of pink legs crossed over my neck and rested on the back of the sofa behind me. Then, Xiaochun put her delicate pink lips close to my mouth and said shyly: "Junxiong... I want you to eat this..." That voice was so charming, soft and tender to the extreme!

I immediately opened my mouth and found those two honey lips and a small pearl in a soft black forest, and began a new adventure.

"Oh..." The petite doll-like beauty couldn't resist it. She let out a soft moan and fell on Eri.

At my signal, the busty beauty twisted her body to get great pleasure, while supporting Xiaochun, so that her honey hole was always sucked and occupied by me, and together with her, she made exciting cries.

Qianying was not left out either. She did the same thing as we usually do. She raised her beautiful buttocks, knelt beside me, and took the initiative to grab my hand with her soft hands and lead it between her buttocks.

I placed both of my hands on her beautiful buttocks, and inserted a finger of my right hand into her narrow and tight vagina, gently thrusting in and out. In addition, I also stretched out a finger with my left hand, first circling her pink anus, then slowly entering a little, then withdrawing, and then entering a little more...

Under my teasing, Qianying kept twisting her round and perky buttocks. Whenever she was disobedient, I would slap her a few times, making the beauty scream in pain. At the same time, the walls of the honey hole that clamped my fingers would become tighter and tighter.

The lewd and extremely happy joy continued like this, and when Eri and Koharu's honey holes almost contracted and squirted out vaginal fluid at the same time, I put them next to the sofa, then hugged Qianying, let her sit on it, and ate her favorite big jade pillar.

And now is the beginning of my counterattack!

Such a passionate intercourse only took two hours. Because the girls were too excited, I sent them to orgasm much faster. After hundreds of thrusts, they fell down crying, unable to hold on any longer.

They were so excited that I was stuck in the middle, but I finally kept my promise and let Eri use her big breasts to clamp me. After repeatedly thrusting into her little mouth for a while, I finally shot my semen into her little mouth.

Eri naturally happily swallowed my essence, not wasting even a drop. But she was also too tired. After swallowing the essence, she fell softly on me and fell into her favorite sweet dream.

At this time we had moved to the big bed in the bedroom.

Looking at the three stunning little beauties staggering around, my heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment. This sense of accomplishment was not only because I conquered these beautiful girls in bed, but also because through the education and teachings during this period, these kind and lovely girls had much more mature thinking and ideas than before.

What could be more interesting than training and cultivating your own loli wife?