Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

“Our country and people are suffering from disasters. If we do not play our due role, how can the country maintain our decency?”

"Is our decency maintained by the country? Didn't it be achieved by our own struggle?

Oh! Simmasai! I forgot that you are among us, no wonder someone says that our decency exists because of the maintenance of the country!”

"Baga, is it time to argue about these things now? The problem is there, how should we solve it? This is the issue we should focus on discussing!"

"Yes! That's right! Okinawa is now in a critical moment. If we don't send people to rescue immediately, even if we solve the problem of ghosts, we will still face the problem of provocations from other countries!

The strength of our country is simply not enough to maintain peace in our country!”

"Baga, what stupid things to say! What I said is how to solve the fundamental problem, not to be a lackey for your so-called master!"

"Fake, what stupid things are you saying? Isn't it the evil that your Mitsubishi consortium has committed?

Who proposed to eradicate Lin Yimei's son? Who proposed to use means to eradicate the inheritance of Maoshan in China?

If it weren't for you, how could we, Jiuju, encounter such a disaster now? In my opinion, someone should be responsible for this matter!"

"What? Do you need me to get out of my seat? Or do you still need to see me? Didn't my proposal be agreed to and implemented together?

When you see the benefits, you buzz around, and when you see the losses, you will fight for the responsibility. How can such a good thing happen?"

"Yes, this matter cannot be blamed on Iwasaki Sang.

Besides, the criminal in this incident is the guy named Wang Guanlan. Even if we blame him, we should look for the person who provoked Wang Guanlan. What does it have to do with Lin Yimei?"

"What? Are you hinting at me?"

Fujiwara Shizuka looked at the responsibility discussed in the topic and framed her secretly again, so she could no longer watch coldly.

As he said that, Sato Shizuka raised her head and asked with a gloomy face:

"Yes, it was Wang Guanlan who I provoked, but have you ever implemented my plan seriously? Did you ever agree to the person who planned the execution plan?

I said at the beginning that the implementation plan should be clean and clear!

Who said that Wang Guanlan was just a young man who sent a beautiful and beautiful woman to tempt him and could instigate him and give Lin Fengjiu a counterattack?

Now that something goes wrong, I remembered that everything was planned by me. When all of you forced Miko to go to Hong Kong Island, why didn't anyone think of my plan?"

As he said that, Shizuka Fujiwara slapped the table hard, slapped the table so loudly!

But no one took this sound seriously except Chiyoko who had been in a daze, but instead scoffed at it.

Who makes you the oldest? A hundred-year-old man looks like a young woman? Who makes you use all kinds of sneaky means to pull the Fujiwara family into the top-notch Kyuki? Who is not targeting you?

Could it be that you will let us all die and then the whole family will dominate Jiuju and take the lead?

How is that possible!

I didn't plot against you to death because you were too timid. This time I finally had a chance and I would never let you escape again!

That's right, although everyone is discussing and their opinions are not consistent, their only consistent and default view is that they must not use their power to protect Shizuka Fujiwara!

They hated Uncle Jiu and Wang Xuebin, but they hated Shizuka Fujiwara even more. In this country where he became a traditional one, the fate of the first-class leader of Jiuji was to be pushed to resist disasters.

This is the case with the previous leader, and this leader is no exception!

Unfortunately, the enemy's ideas are different from them. Wang Xuebin has no intention of cooperating with their actions. His purpose has always been to catch them in one go!

......

The dim sky makes me feel depressed, and the pedestrians on the street are sparse, and I don’t know if I have a premonition or because I have noticed something.

So many cities have suffered disasters, and public opinion is hard to hide. Even in the reports of some foreign media, Japan has become a playground for ghosts.

Although the Japanese government is still trying hard to suppress the spread of public opinion, due to the influence of all aspects, some people are really unable to do anything.

The evil spirits, riots, people's livelihood, economy, military, and all aspects are all in a mess. The Nikkei index has dropped a lot compared to a week ago, and this is still the case when Japan is making every effort to save the market.

A group of financial giants have long been like hyenas, surrounding the Nikkei, waiting for the moment when the feast begins to start a grand carnival!

Everything is ready, just waiting for someone to blow the whistle that symbolizes the beginning of the game, just today, now, the whistle is blowing!

"What sound!"

The shrill cry of the owl made people feel upset. Ordinary people don’t understand the cause of the problem, but there is no one in the magic world who is not clear about the seriousness of the matter.

"What's going on, what happened!"

"It's outside...it's southeast!"

"Nani?!?!Southeast direction?!? Oh no! It's over!"

"Damn it! It's raining all night! Even Jiayazi escaped!"

"Escape... I'm afraid it didn't escape by itself!"

"Uh...you mean..."

Speaking of this, everyone's discussion came to an abrupt end. He turned to look at Shizuka Fujiwara with a solemn face and asked in a deep voice:

"President, I don't know if you can give us an explanation!"

"Explanation? What explanation do you want?"

For some reason, when the knife fell, Fujiwara Shizuka's heart not only did not become more panicked, but calmed down a lot. She leaned back with her enchanting figure, raised her head, closed her eyes and said:

"I said it but didn't listen, I didn't do it, I did it but did it but did it but did it but did it but did it but did it but did it but did it but did it but did it but did it but did it but did it but did it but did it but did it but did it but did it but you didn't agree. What do you want me to explain!"

Shizuka Fujiwara picked up the teacup, took a sip, took out a purple chrysanthemum from her sleeve, looked at everyone lightly, and said softly:

"Or else...we are a group of old guys who will fight one first, and then we will deal with Wang Guanlan after we decide the winner?"

As she said that, she turned her head and looked at the direction where the Southeast ghost energy was attacking, and said indifferently:

"Anyway, you are not convinced that I am going to be the first-class Jiuju club. So why don't we do one game? Whoever wins will be the first-class Jiuju club? What do you think?"

To be honest, Shizuka Fujiwara really wants to give up the position of Kyuki's first-class leader.

The benefits are not influencing, and she complains a lot, and she is still in trouble when she encounters this storm. If she can escape unstoppably, she will be willing to do so!

Unfortunately, the first-class people in Jiuju didn't want her to retreat, but her death. When the crowd heard the news, they were only a little silent for a moment, and then started to clamor again.

"How can Huishou say such irresponsible words!"

"Yes! As the leader of the association, isn't it your responsibility to lead Jiuju to a more glorious future?

At this critical moment, it would be a bit too much to propose internal strife!"

A new round of conquest began again, and Fujiwara Shizuka was exhausted when she saw it. Now she was like a lamb being slaughtered on a high platform.

She had not yet fallen into the knife, but because the division of interests had not yet been negotiated, her resistance had already been broken down bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by piece.

Now, except for fighting alone, she only waits for death. She just dies a little earlier or a little later. As for whom she dies, what's the difference?

'Bang'

The violent sound of pushing the door woke everyone who was still quarreling. They all stopped their voices, restrained their absurd appearance, and looked at their panicked subordinates with a gloomy face.

"Secretary Tanaka, if you don't give me a reasonable explanation, you'll just cut the stomach here!"

When he heard his president's words, the secretary named Tanaka was shocked. He knew his president's daily style and this was definitely not a joke.

"President! Things are bad! Our people were suddenly attacked by a fatal attack, attacking a terrifying ghost and a man. The Kyuki Shrine has now been lost!"

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