Chapter 2098: Shock

m..9.2.文.学.首.发.m.9.2.w.x.bsp; "So, you really think that time can Did she forget?" Li Tianchen shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it will make her fall into a greater magic barrier."
"Perhaps you are right." Yao Bingbing froze for a long time and sighed: "It's just that I really don't want her to be hurt. She looks like a strong the surface, but she is lonely and fragile on the inside."
Speaking of this, Yao Bingbing's delicate face was slightly sentimental, revealing a vague and moving meaning.
Li Tianchen was about to say something, at this moment, the door of the dressing room was knocked suddenly.
Nishimura Kenjiro's voice came, "Bingbing, time is almost here, are you ready?"
Yao Bingbing woke up and said to Li Tianchen: "Let's talk about this later." After that, she raised her voice: "Okay, I'll be here soon."
Li Tianchen immediately urged the Thousand Change Melting Muscle Mask to return to its previous appearance.
The door was pushed open, Wang Qin and others hurriedly walked in, and then continued to make up and change clothes for Yao Bingbing.
Li Tianchen walked out of the dressing room and came to the hotel bathroom.
The conversation with Yao Bingbing just now made Li Tianchen's mood a little turbulent.
He must find a way to properly resolve Han Yanli's matter.
After putting the water, Li Tianchen was washing his hands. Two tall figures walked into the bathroom, dressed in black suits, one on the left and one on the right. Kong Wu was powerful and looks fierce.
Nishimura Kenjiro walked slowly into the bathroom, looked at Li Tianchen's eyes with a cold glow of jealousy, and snorted, "Huaxia boy, what were you doing with Bingbing in the dressing room?"
Li Tianchen said indifferently: "It has nothing to do with you."
Nishimura Kenjiro's eyes suddenly condensed, bursting into anger, and shouted condescendingly: "Baga, kid Huaxia, you have to understand what this place is! I can make you disappear!" r0n3
Li Tianchen swept his eyes coldly at Kenjiro Nishimura. He didn't want to be outdone in this secret operation.
However, this Nishimura Kenjiro didn't know good or bad, so he should teach him a lesson.
"This is the bathroom, but I pee without removing my belt. It's not very hygienic?" Li Tianchen said with a smile suddenly and mockingly.
Nishimura Kenjiro was taken aback, and then he realized that there was a warm current in the crotch. When he looked down, he saw that the pants were wet. He didn't know when he was incontinent.
The two bodyguards were dumbfounded, looking at Nishimura Kenjiro in amazement.
"Let's pipe your crotch first!" Li Tianchen smiled slightly and walked away.
Kenjiro Nishimura's face flushed, and he reacted, and yelled at the two bodyguards who were in a daze: "What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you go find me clothes?"
The two bodyguards suddenly woke up, and rushed out like a hurried escape.
Nishimura Kenjiro was alone in the bathroom with a grim face and gritted his teeth: "Asshole, Ba Ga, Chinese..."
Just now, Li Tianchen quietly shot a fire divine power, which stimulated Nishimura Kenjiro's Shenshu point, causing him to lose control on the spot.
After teasing Nishimura Kenjiro, Li Tianchen did not return to the dressing room, but briskly under his feet, turning a few aisles to the small lobby in the center of the hotel.
The entrances and exits of this small hall are guarded by several bodyguards.
In the hall, a stage was built on the east side, and a dozen tables and chairs were placed below it. The lighting was bright and the scenery was luxurious. It was a small concert scene.
At this time, Tomomi Nishimura and Kuroki were sitting in it.
In addition to them, there are several old men occupying one side each, and there are several strong men around to protect them, exuding the tolerance of a superior.
These elders are all candidates for the prime minister of Fusang. They are highly respected and powerful in Fusang.
Amidst the silence, a melodious sound of music came, and then Yao Bingbing's model appeared on the stage.
The demeanor, grace and beauty made everyone present brighten up.
Yao Bingbing plunged into the atmosphere of music and sang a famous song with a beautiful voice that echoed in the hall like a oriole.
"Is this Yao Bingbing from China? It really is a beautiful woman. I will let her accompany me tonight."
After a few songs, a gray-haired old man looked at Yao Bingbing with a smile, wishing to fall on the stage.
This person is also one of the big figures who run for the prime minister and has a considerable reputation in Fusang.
The Fusang National Performing Arts Circle is subject to political figures, sleeping with wine, etc., are all unspoken rules.
"Haha, Seiji Ohara, she was invited by me. I haven't touched it yet, where's your turn?" Nishimura sneered and snorted.
With a cigarette in his mouth, Seiji Ohara smiled contemptuously: "Tomoshi Nishimura, not being able to meet her can only mean that you are dying, haha."
The crowd in the hall listened, and many of them burst into laughter.
The smell of gunpowder filled the air for a while.
Because of the reason for running for the prime minister, several politicians present have conflicts with each other and fight endlessly.
And when they came to this small gathering this time, they all brought the strongest people around them.
There were three samurai and one ninja next to this Ohara Seiji, all of whom were cultivation bases in the pill formation realm.
Tomoshi Nishimura smiled coldly, "I will let you know who it is."
The words fell, and the figure of the man named Kuroki who was beside Tomoshi Nishimura suddenly appeared.
The four powerhouses around Seiji Ohara changed their faces and immediately shot at the same time.
The black wood didn't put it in his eyes, his eyes were cold, and he brought up a phantom.
Puff puff puff puff
The black wood was like a broken bamboo, blinking through the four powerhouses, killing them.
In the next moment, Kuroki's palm landed neatly on the head of Ohara Seiji, and with a crackle, he patted his head into a rotten watermelon.
Wow!
The audience was in an uproar, and everyone was moved.
"A strong man at Hachiki Shrine?"
"This Nishimura Tomoshi actually invited Hachiki Shrine to move."
"It seems that the next prime minister must be Tomomi Nishimura."
The samurai and ninjas around the prime minister's competitors recognized Kuroki's methods at a glance and couldn't help being shocked.
The status of the shrine in the Fusang country is equivalent to the status of the famous sect or the ancient clan in the realm of Chinese cultivation.
The samurai and ninja families dare not offend any shrine.
"Haha, don't panic everyone." Tomoshi Nishimura smiled triumphantly, staring at the other prime minister's competitors, and said, "Who else thinks I can't?"
The few remaining prime ministers looked at each other and remained silent for a while.
Seeing that everyone was stunned, Heimu snorted proudly and sat down.
Tomoshi Nishimura smiled triumphantly and said loudly, "Since no one has any objections, then this matter has been settled. You will publicly announce your withdrawal from the election tomorrow, do you understand?"