At around 8 o'clock in the evening, Shinji Suzuki drove his car and parked on the street, shut down and got off.
He came to the dinner he had agreed with Hinara Suzuki, which was a restaurant recommended by members. The interior decoration was quite luxurious and tasteful.
But what is incompatible with this restaurant are the guards guarding in various key positions. These female bodyguards are wearing black suits and sunglasses on their faces. They are likely to be slave female police officers from the Police Department.
This discovery made Shinji Suzuki interested, and he had to be so cautious as Xu Hiraki's status. It seems that the rumors of the intensified internal struggle of the Big Seven are not necessarily rumors.
In fact, in order to compete for control of Japan, these giant conglomerates broke out in a fierce civil war twenty years ago.
During that time, the skyscrapers in the core area of Tokyo almost never stopped exploding in one day until the giant enterprises were exhausted and no one was able to control the situation alone. Everyone had to sit down and compromise and negotiate, and finally established a joint regime of the Big Seven.
Of course, even so, the assassination between the management of giant enterprises has never stopped.
People like Shinji Suzuki who do dirty work for them are also wave after wave, and there will never be a shortage of people.
In order to prevent the occurrence of assassination, a strict security system has been established in the core area of Tokyo. Any power armor or exoskeleton armor that uses high-density batteries will be discovered by the energy detection network the moment it enters the core area of Tokyo.
The security department will immediately send someone to follow him. If he is an unregistered black account, he will definitely be arrested. If the target attempts to resist, he will use heavy weapons to kill him on the spot.
Shinji Suzuki walked into the restaurant and came to a private room on the second floor. The maid kneeling on the floor opened the paper door for him.
Behind the paper door was not the bright lights as expected, and the dining room was pitch black, and a virtual screen in the air was emitting a faint light.
There are two facing low platforms in front of the virtual screen, and a cushion is placed behind the low platform. There is only this little thing in the whole room and room, which is as simple as a high-end restaurant.
One of the low platforms was already sitting on a middle-aged man in a kimono. He sat on the mat and turned to look at the virtual screen. Shinji Suzuki, who was standing at the door, could not see his face, but he could recognize his teacher only when he looked at his back.
The maid at the door received professional etiquette training. She still maintained the posture of her fingertips, lowering her head and kneeling, and even holding her breathing sound.
Shinji, come in and sit down.Even though the paper door was opened, Suzuki Hidehiro still stared at the virtual screen and said without looking back.
Yes, teacher.Shinji Suzuki bowed slightly, and did not take much politeness, and walked directly into the room.
The maid who was kneeling on the ground secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he entered the room, but still followed the obedience brought by the rigorous training and pulled the paper door at a constant speed at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.
After the door was closed, Shinji Suzuki sat down straight on the mat, not intending to open his mouth on his own initiative, but instead turned his eyes to the virtual screen.
A red Ferrari sports car on the screen was rushing wildly on the road. The sports car lost control when drifting across the corner and hit a black car.
The image quality is a bit low and the duration is very short, until the black car was severely deformed.After the screen ends, a young girl's face is displayed on the virtual screen.
Suzuki Hidehiro said: I have something I want to ask you to do.
Shinji Suzuki calmly answered: What is the specific task?
Hidehiro Suzuki said: The girl in the picture is called Murata Tsuko, and her father is Masato Mizuno, a senior bureaucrat of Otagiri Province.The Muratsuki family is also considered to be the peripheral force of our Suzuki consortium. This time, Tsuko disappeared in France, so Brother Masaki ran to my house to cry for help.
To be honest, I don’t really want to care about this matter, but I really can’t resist his begging.
Hidehiro Suzuki smiled bitterly. This Murata Tsuko is a problematic girl. She was tattooed, drunk, and fought in high school, and was suspected of bullying female classmates. Murata Masaki could only spend money to wash off her daughter's charges and then send her to Europe to study.
But Masashi Muratsuki did not expect that Muratsuko became even more aggressive after going to France. She had a classmate who was a local bad boy, and she actually joined the rampage gang in Paris following this relationship.
Last month, Muratsuko finally got into a disaster. After getting drunk, she was racing wildly on the street and hit and killed the driver of the black car.
After the car accident, Muratsuko didn't take this matter seriously. She thought she could solve the matter with just a little money like in the past.
But this time she kicked the ball. The deceased's father was a prince from a Middle Eastern country. In anger, the prince hired a Paris gangster to kidnap her.
Shinji Suzuki smiled: Muratsuki Masaki asked you to ask the Police Department to find someone in France?It would be better to let the embassy in France look for it. Japanese police have no right to take jurisdiction over those abroad.
Haha, there was a hint of joke in Suzuki's tone. Masahiro Muratsuki had asked the French police to send someone to find his daughter, but this matter was very difficult. For the police station in Paris, even the daughter of Japanese bureaucrats was just searching for it perfunctorily on the surface.
Shinji Suzuki is certainly very clear about this.
According to principle, Japanese police have no right to inquire about any cases that occur abroad. The Consular Relocation Department and Consular Division II of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs responsible for handling these matters, but at most it is a report sent back by the embassy or consulate where the case occurs. It can be said that it has no effect.
The embassy receives reports requesting for help in the investigation every year, and most of them are unknown. As for life and death assistance, they are even less able to take care of them.
Overseas, hundreds of such cases occur almost every year, with victims killed, injured, raped, suicide attempted, missing, and mentally ill.
Most people with mental disorders lose their memory, and the main reason is that they are raped, illegal imprisonment, and forced prostitution.
If someone disappears abroad, the Japanese police will not take the initiative to look for it. As long as their family members do not look for it, basically no one will ask about it.
Teacher, Shinji Suzuki took out a cigarette, handed it to the other party, and lit a cigarette in his mouth. The disappearance has been happening for more than ten days. Since the police have not found the victim's body, it means that the kidnappers did not intend to kill her, and they might have sold her to a prostitute.
Shinji Suzuki pondered his words and said in a vague way: Teacher, there is the EU's sphere of influence. If we send people to investigate cases across the country, it may cause diplomatic disputes.
Hidehiro Suzuki said: I also have some friends in Europe. Someone sent me a message that the gang will resell Muratsuko to a sex slave sales organization, and then attend the auction after she is trained to become a qualified sex slave.
Shinji Suzuki asked: Do you want me to send someone to attack that organization?Rescue Muratsuko?
No, this matter is not that simple. The background of the sex slave sales organization is very deep, and Hidehiro Suzuki shook his head.
He explained: There is a man named Black, who is the executive director of the French Morin Consortium. Black and Interpol officials secretly colluded to traffic in underage girls from Russia, Ukraine, Estonia, Romania and other places to Paris.Those girls will receive various sexual abuse training in the sex slave training hall in Paris, and then be marked with the lowest price, and the rich people from all over Europe will bid for the auction. The higher the price will be awarded.
Morin Consortium?
Shinji Suzuki was silent for more than ten seconds and said: Teacher, this is not the work we should do.The French Morin Consortium is an important branch of the Haf family. Black is definitely a member of the Haf family. We will never be able to be enemies of the Haf family for a village, as it is a suicide!
The Haff family is the largest giant enterprise in France and may also be the largest giant enterprise in Europe. The influence and strength of this family are beyond the reach of the Japanese Suzuki family.
The Haf family can manipulate the election of the French president and control the French parliament. Even the top leaders of European countries have their blood relatives. They can promote the introduction of various EU policies and policies, or secretly manipulate the proposal and approval of several European Parliament bills.
It can be said that the behemoth of the Haf family is by no means something that Suzuki Hidehiro can shake, and even the giant Japanese companies together cannot shake the other party's foundation.
Some of the people who play the role of silly are politicians and powerful, and even the entire EU comes out to stand on the stage.
Those who play black can dispatch orbital airborne troops, or even use space-based laser weapons, nuclear submarines, and hydrogen bombs directly!
Hidehiro Suzuki explained: The friend who passed the message to me was named Chris, who is the president of the French Media Group and a direct member of the Haff family.The Huff family's Presbyterian Church is about to be elected, and Chris and Black are competing for an elder seat, so Chris wants me to help make some scandals for his competitors.
As for Muratsuko, she is just a trivial little person, an excuse to get you involved in this matter. It doesn’t matter whether she dies or lives in the end.
Of course, according to the rules, your identity needs to be slightly covered and not exposed to the news media. You are a private detective hired by the victim's family from Japan.You don't need to have a conflict with the people of the Harves, just get evidence of Black's involvement in sex slave trafficking and hand this information over to Chris' media network and we'll win.
The patriarch of the Huff family did not allow the direct members of the family to attack each other, nor could he allow a person like Black to be elected as an elder, and Chris would win without bloodshed.
Now, what do you think of this task?
Of course there is no problem, teacher, Shinji Suzuki replied, Chris is a core member of the Haf family. As long as he can be successfully elected as the elder of the family, the Suzuki family will be able to gain a strong ally in Europe.We don’t need to take too much risk, at most we just die in one village, Matsuko.
Hidehiro Suzuki said: Very good, go back and clean up, and fly to Paris.You have to remember your identity clearly. You are just a private detective, do you know?Don't let me see those under you appear on TV and the Internet in a powered mecha and a missile launcher, let alone make a hell joke like Suzuki consortium invading Paris.
Remember, you are just an ordinary person and need to investigate the disappearance yourself and then splash dirty water on Black.The only advice I can give you is to never trust the Paris police and Interpol.
Shinji Suzuki's response was only one: No problem, teacher, I will definitely do it beautifully!
Be careful and wish you good luck, Hidehiro Suzuki smiled and said, "If you have nothing else, why not have dinner with me."
Shinji Suzuki said: Of course there is no problem, I am very happy to be able to eat with the teacher.
Hidehiro Suzuki clapped his hands, the paper door was opened, and the two waiters quickly and quietly entered the room, putting exquisite tableware on the two of them, and the dinner began soon.
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Paris's 11th district is the main residential area for foreign immigrants. The gangster forces in this area are mixed with fish and dragons, and the crime rate has always remained high.
In a dimly lit basement, five or six young women were imprisoned, including whites and blacks, one of which was Muratsuko.
Muratsuko thought in her heart that she had been kidnapped for more than ten days, right?
As for how many days there were, she couldn't figure it out. After being locked up here, she had no light of day all day, and her memory had begun to decline.
Every time she served her master, she would be locked up in this small basement, and she would spend her time in a daze.
With a sound of footsteps, the iron door in the basement was opened, and there was an iron fence inside.
A strong Eastern European young man wearing a denim jacket and a thin buzz cut, said with a fierce expression: The bitches come out to take a shower, one by one, one by one.
A Ukrainian girl immediately took off all her clothes, then turned her back to the iron fence, spread her feet to the maximum, leaned forward as much as possible, spread her hands and fingers to her back, and stretched out the same fence on her butt behind her back.
After the man handcuffed her, he knelt down as ordered and stretched his feet out of a fence at the bottom.
At this time, she had to close her eyes and raise her hands high, open her fingers, and stand by her head against the ground, indicating that she had no intention of escaping.
After she was shackled and the Eastern European youth confirmed that there was no threat, he would open the iron fence to let her crawl out, and then put a black hood on her and deprive her of vision. Only then would the girl be allowed to stand up.
When the girl walked to the corridor outside, the person guarding the door ordered her to kneel down and keep this position unavailable.
The girls in the basement walked out one by one, then tied them together with ropes and rushed into the bathroom, slave-only shower room.
After taking a shower, Muratsuko was taken back to the bedroom by the Eastern European young man. She lay naked on the floor, and the man's hands reached from her hips to between her legs, playing with her labia and clitoris for a long time for fun.
Under the caress of fingers, the girl's labia had already been filled with vaginal fluid, and her fingertips slowly slid down along the slit of flesh.
Ah…No…Muragotsuko couldn’t help but moan.
Hey!All are so wet!Why are you pretending to be pure? The Eastern European youth completely ignored the girl's sorrow and forced her finger into her vagina.
Muratsuko knelt on the ground with her knees, supporting her body with both hands, and enduring it silently, thinking in her heart that she could only pretend to obey him first, so as not to have the other party’s intention to kill.
The man put both fingers into the vagina and began to thrust quickly. The girl let out a sad sound. Sadly, a large amount of vaginal fluid quickly poured out of the vagina and flowed down her thighs.
The Eastern European youth laughed sarcastically: Hahaha... Is this your nature?It seems that you are indeed suitable to be a sex slave.
Muratsuko blushed and defended: No... it's because you injected me with that kind of medicine...
The Eastern European youth took off his pants, and the thick and long cock slapped on her face: Hurry up, lick me with your mouth.
Muratsuko could only kneel in front of the man, slowly stroked the firm cock with her palm, then stretched out her tongue and licked the glans of the penis, opened her lips and put the big cock into her mouth and sucked it up and down.
She licked the edge of the glans with the tip of her tongue, spit out her cock again, sucked it gently with her lips at the base of the cock, and then put the cock into her mouth to suck, making the man even more excited.
The Eastern European youth shook comfortably and ordered: Open your mouth a little wider... your tongue moves... and hold it deeper...
Muratsuko held his legs with both hands, and buried his neck under his crotch, but the big cock was too thick and long, and her little mouth had already opened to the limit, but she still couldn't swallow the cock completely.
The Eastern European youth reached out to the back of her neck and pressed it, forcing her head to fit closer to his crotch. The pubic hair between her legs rubbed against her face and nose, and some pubic hair even drilled into her nostrils.
Muratsuko struggled and whimpered. She retching and trying to retreat with her palms, but the man didn't give her any chance. She always pressed the back of her head with her palms, and maliciously thrust her hips.
The thick and long cock penetrated into her wonderful little mouth bit by bit until Muratsuko's red lips touched the base of her penis. The Eastern European youth excitedly grabbed her hair and forced her to have a deep throat blowjob.
The girl's throat made a painful moan, and every time the penis was pushed violently into her throat, the throat would involuntarily tighten and spasm.
Muratsuko's throat was blocked and almost suffocated. She almost couldn't breathe. She spasmed from her stomach to her throat. Just as she was about to vomit, her cock was pulled out of her mouth, and the surging feeling fell back.
Before she could take a few breaths, the Eastern European youth pinched her chin and fucked the cock into her mouth again, poked it to the end, touching her throat.
Enter, draw, enter again, draw again...
The young man from Eastern Europe was like a general who was sieging the city, looking down at her from a high place and stepping on her.
Muratsuko was so powerless to resist, she could only open her mouth and whimper, her thick and long cock went in and out of her mouth, piercing through her throat again and again.
The Eastern European youth felt the tight sucking of her throat, which made him feel an unprecedented stimulation. He hugged the girl's head and became more and more fierce, and the scrotum bag under his crotch slapped her chin.
Muratsuko rolled her eyes when she was fucked by her cock, and her moans and sobbing were blocked in her mouth.
The back of the Eastern European youth trembled, his breathing sounded rapidly, his penis was thrusting back and forth in the girl's mouth, and the glans of his penis slid into the throat, making him so happy that he was secretly sucking air, and his ejaculation became more and more obvious.
On the eve of the ejaculation, the Eastern European young man hooked her neck with one hand and palmed the back of her head with the other. He inserted his penis into the depths of her throat with force, swinging his waist hard and fucking Muratsuko's sexy and charming little mouth more violently, making a sizzling sound.
Finally, he thrust his waist hard and the semen sprayed deep in Muratsuko's throat. When he ejaculated, he grabbed the woman's hair hard, making her beautiful face pressed against his crotch, unable to spit out the cock in his mouth.
There was no way, Muratsuko had to swallow the semen in her mouth, but he was so excited that Tsuko couldn't swallow it. Most of the white liquid flowed out along the corners of her mouth, and the distracted look was like a lewd prostitute.
After a long time, the Eastern European youth sat on a chair and said: Come here.
Yes, Muratsuko could only climb to his feet and hold the weak penis in her mouth to help him regain his energy.
After sucking for a while, Muratsuko spit out the cock in her mouth, licked the man's scrotum bag with her tongue, rubbed her slender fingers around the man's anus, and finally inserted her finger into his asshole and poked it.
While serving the man, Muratsuko said carefully: Please, spare me. My family is very rich. As long as you let me go home, my father will definitely give you a lot of money.
no!I don't have this right!The tone of the Eastern European youth was very cold.
You can thank you no matter how much you want me to thank you. I will give you a lot of money. Please, please!Save me.Muragotsuko rushed forward and hugged the man's thigh.
I said this was impossible. The Eastern European youth raised his hand and slapped her in the face. You are very beautiful and charming, and your family is very rich. If possible, I want you to follow me.However, you are no longer able to save it, and it can only be blamed for your bad luck. You hit and killed your employer's son, who spent a lot of money to kidnap you and then resell you to a designated sex slave sales organization.
The Eastern European youth said: You will be trained by the system of slave trainers there. After you complete the training, you will be sent to the slave market and auctioned. The employer will definitely spend money to buy you back.When he plays with you enough, he may even cut off your limbs and treat you like raising a bitch. If he reaches that point, no woman can escape.
No... Woo... Muratsuko fell to the ground and cried in despair.
Lean on the ground!The Eastern European youth kicked her and ordered.
Muratsuko fell into the abyss of despair, and tears of sadness flowed in her eyes, and she knelt on the ground crying.
Very sad, right?
The Eastern European youth rode onto her buttocks and asked maliciously.
He hugged Zizi's butt tightly, his five fingers sinking into his tender buttocks, feeling her struggle and crying, and in a conqueror posture, his erect penis slowly penetrated into his vagina.
(ps: I really didn't deliberately smear France. The scene of the French movie "Hurricane Rescue" is in Paris.)
He came to the dinner he had agreed with Hinara Suzuki, which was a restaurant recommended by members. The interior decoration was quite luxurious and tasteful.
But what is incompatible with this restaurant are the guards guarding in various key positions. These female bodyguards are wearing black suits and sunglasses on their faces. They are likely to be slave female police officers from the Police Department.
This discovery made Shinji Suzuki interested, and he had to be so cautious as Xu Hiraki's status. It seems that the rumors of the intensified internal struggle of the Big Seven are not necessarily rumors.
In fact, in order to compete for control of Japan, these giant conglomerates broke out in a fierce civil war twenty years ago.
During that time, the skyscrapers in the core area of Tokyo almost never stopped exploding in one day until the giant enterprises were exhausted and no one was able to control the situation alone. Everyone had to sit down and compromise and negotiate, and finally established a joint regime of the Big Seven.
Of course, even so, the assassination between the management of giant enterprises has never stopped.
People like Shinji Suzuki who do dirty work for them are also wave after wave, and there will never be a shortage of people.
In order to prevent the occurrence of assassination, a strict security system has been established in the core area of Tokyo. Any power armor or exoskeleton armor that uses high-density batteries will be discovered by the energy detection network the moment it enters the core area of Tokyo.
The security department will immediately send someone to follow him. If he is an unregistered black account, he will definitely be arrested. If the target attempts to resist, he will use heavy weapons to kill him on the spot.
Shinji Suzuki walked into the restaurant and came to a private room on the second floor. The maid kneeling on the floor opened the paper door for him.
Behind the paper door was not the bright lights as expected, and the dining room was pitch black, and a virtual screen in the air was emitting a faint light.
There are two facing low platforms in front of the virtual screen, and a cushion is placed behind the low platform. There is only this little thing in the whole room and room, which is as simple as a high-end restaurant.
One of the low platforms was already sitting on a middle-aged man in a kimono. He sat on the mat and turned to look at the virtual screen. Shinji Suzuki, who was standing at the door, could not see his face, but he could recognize his teacher only when he looked at his back.
The maid at the door received professional etiquette training. She still maintained the posture of her fingertips, lowering her head and kneeling, and even holding her breathing sound.
Shinji, come in and sit down.Even though the paper door was opened, Suzuki Hidehiro still stared at the virtual screen and said without looking back.
Yes, teacher.Shinji Suzuki bowed slightly, and did not take much politeness, and walked directly into the room.
The maid who was kneeling on the ground secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he entered the room, but still followed the obedience brought by the rigorous training and pulled the paper door at a constant speed at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.
After the door was closed, Shinji Suzuki sat down straight on the mat, not intending to open his mouth on his own initiative, but instead turned his eyes to the virtual screen.
A red Ferrari sports car on the screen was rushing wildly on the road. The sports car lost control when drifting across the corner and hit a black car.
The image quality is a bit low and the duration is very short, until the black car was severely deformed.After the screen ends, a young girl's face is displayed on the virtual screen.
Suzuki Hidehiro said: I have something I want to ask you to do.
Shinji Suzuki calmly answered: What is the specific task?
Hidehiro Suzuki said: The girl in the picture is called Murata Tsuko, and her father is Masato Mizuno, a senior bureaucrat of Otagiri Province.The Muratsuki family is also considered to be the peripheral force of our Suzuki consortium. This time, Tsuko disappeared in France, so Brother Masaki ran to my house to cry for help.
To be honest, I don’t really want to care about this matter, but I really can’t resist his begging.
Hidehiro Suzuki smiled bitterly. This Murata Tsuko is a problematic girl. She was tattooed, drunk, and fought in high school, and was suspected of bullying female classmates. Murata Masaki could only spend money to wash off her daughter's charges and then send her to Europe to study.
But Masashi Muratsuki did not expect that Muratsuko became even more aggressive after going to France. She had a classmate who was a local bad boy, and she actually joined the rampage gang in Paris following this relationship.
Last month, Muratsuko finally got into a disaster. After getting drunk, she was racing wildly on the street and hit and killed the driver of the black car.
After the car accident, Muratsuko didn't take this matter seriously. She thought she could solve the matter with just a little money like in the past.
But this time she kicked the ball. The deceased's father was a prince from a Middle Eastern country. In anger, the prince hired a Paris gangster to kidnap her.
Shinji Suzuki smiled: Muratsuki Masaki asked you to ask the Police Department to find someone in France?It would be better to let the embassy in France look for it. Japanese police have no right to take jurisdiction over those abroad.
Haha, there was a hint of joke in Suzuki's tone. Masahiro Muratsuki had asked the French police to send someone to find his daughter, but this matter was very difficult. For the police station in Paris, even the daughter of Japanese bureaucrats was just searching for it perfunctorily on the surface.
Shinji Suzuki is certainly very clear about this.
According to principle, Japanese police have no right to inquire about any cases that occur abroad. The Consular Relocation Department and Consular Division II of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs responsible for handling these matters, but at most it is a report sent back by the embassy or consulate where the case occurs. It can be said that it has no effect.
The embassy receives reports requesting for help in the investigation every year, and most of them are unknown. As for life and death assistance, they are even less able to take care of them.
Overseas, hundreds of such cases occur almost every year, with victims killed, injured, raped, suicide attempted, missing, and mentally ill.
Most people with mental disorders lose their memory, and the main reason is that they are raped, illegal imprisonment, and forced prostitution.
If someone disappears abroad, the Japanese police will not take the initiative to look for it. As long as their family members do not look for it, basically no one will ask about it.
Teacher, Shinji Suzuki took out a cigarette, handed it to the other party, and lit a cigarette in his mouth. The disappearance has been happening for more than ten days. Since the police have not found the victim's body, it means that the kidnappers did not intend to kill her, and they might have sold her to a prostitute.
Shinji Suzuki pondered his words and said in a vague way: Teacher, there is the EU's sphere of influence. If we send people to investigate cases across the country, it may cause diplomatic disputes.
Hidehiro Suzuki said: I also have some friends in Europe. Someone sent me a message that the gang will resell Muratsuko to a sex slave sales organization, and then attend the auction after she is trained to become a qualified sex slave.
Shinji Suzuki asked: Do you want me to send someone to attack that organization?Rescue Muratsuko?
No, this matter is not that simple. The background of the sex slave sales organization is very deep, and Hidehiro Suzuki shook his head.
He explained: There is a man named Black, who is the executive director of the French Morin Consortium. Black and Interpol officials secretly colluded to traffic in underage girls from Russia, Ukraine, Estonia, Romania and other places to Paris.Those girls will receive various sexual abuse training in the sex slave training hall in Paris, and then be marked with the lowest price, and the rich people from all over Europe will bid for the auction. The higher the price will be awarded.
Morin Consortium?
Shinji Suzuki was silent for more than ten seconds and said: Teacher, this is not the work we should do.The French Morin Consortium is an important branch of the Haf family. Black is definitely a member of the Haf family. We will never be able to be enemies of the Haf family for a village, as it is a suicide!
The Haff family is the largest giant enterprise in France and may also be the largest giant enterprise in Europe. The influence and strength of this family are beyond the reach of the Japanese Suzuki family.
The Haf family can manipulate the election of the French president and control the French parliament. Even the top leaders of European countries have their blood relatives. They can promote the introduction of various EU policies and policies, or secretly manipulate the proposal and approval of several European Parliament bills.
It can be said that the behemoth of the Haf family is by no means something that Suzuki Hidehiro can shake, and even the giant Japanese companies together cannot shake the other party's foundation.
Some of the people who play the role of silly are politicians and powerful, and even the entire EU comes out to stand on the stage.
Those who play black can dispatch orbital airborne troops, or even use space-based laser weapons, nuclear submarines, and hydrogen bombs directly!
Hidehiro Suzuki explained: The friend who passed the message to me was named Chris, who is the president of the French Media Group and a direct member of the Haff family.The Huff family's Presbyterian Church is about to be elected, and Chris and Black are competing for an elder seat, so Chris wants me to help make some scandals for his competitors.
As for Muratsuko, she is just a trivial little person, an excuse to get you involved in this matter. It doesn’t matter whether she dies or lives in the end.
Of course, according to the rules, your identity needs to be slightly covered and not exposed to the news media. You are a private detective hired by the victim's family from Japan.You don't need to have a conflict with the people of the Harves, just get evidence of Black's involvement in sex slave trafficking and hand this information over to Chris' media network and we'll win.
The patriarch of the Huff family did not allow the direct members of the family to attack each other, nor could he allow a person like Black to be elected as an elder, and Chris would win without bloodshed.
Now, what do you think of this task?
Of course there is no problem, teacher, Shinji Suzuki replied, Chris is a core member of the Haf family. As long as he can be successfully elected as the elder of the family, the Suzuki family will be able to gain a strong ally in Europe.We don’t need to take too much risk, at most we just die in one village, Matsuko.
Hidehiro Suzuki said: Very good, go back and clean up, and fly to Paris.You have to remember your identity clearly. You are just a private detective, do you know?Don't let me see those under you appear on TV and the Internet in a powered mecha and a missile launcher, let alone make a hell joke like Suzuki consortium invading Paris.
Remember, you are just an ordinary person and need to investigate the disappearance yourself and then splash dirty water on Black.The only advice I can give you is to never trust the Paris police and Interpol.
Shinji Suzuki's response was only one: No problem, teacher, I will definitely do it beautifully!
Be careful and wish you good luck, Hidehiro Suzuki smiled and said, "If you have nothing else, why not have dinner with me."
Shinji Suzuki said: Of course there is no problem, I am very happy to be able to eat with the teacher.
Hidehiro Suzuki clapped his hands, the paper door was opened, and the two waiters quickly and quietly entered the room, putting exquisite tableware on the two of them, and the dinner began soon.
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Paris's 11th district is the main residential area for foreign immigrants. The gangster forces in this area are mixed with fish and dragons, and the crime rate has always remained high.
In a dimly lit basement, five or six young women were imprisoned, including whites and blacks, one of which was Muratsuko.
Muratsuko thought in her heart that she had been kidnapped for more than ten days, right?
As for how many days there were, she couldn't figure it out. After being locked up here, she had no light of day all day, and her memory had begun to decline.
Every time she served her master, she would be locked up in this small basement, and she would spend her time in a daze.
With a sound of footsteps, the iron door in the basement was opened, and there was an iron fence inside.
A strong Eastern European young man wearing a denim jacket and a thin buzz cut, said with a fierce expression: The bitches come out to take a shower, one by one, one by one.
A Ukrainian girl immediately took off all her clothes, then turned her back to the iron fence, spread her feet to the maximum, leaned forward as much as possible, spread her hands and fingers to her back, and stretched out the same fence on her butt behind her back.
After the man handcuffed her, he knelt down as ordered and stretched his feet out of a fence at the bottom.
At this time, she had to close her eyes and raise her hands high, open her fingers, and stand by her head against the ground, indicating that she had no intention of escaping.
After she was shackled and the Eastern European youth confirmed that there was no threat, he would open the iron fence to let her crawl out, and then put a black hood on her and deprive her of vision. Only then would the girl be allowed to stand up.
When the girl walked to the corridor outside, the person guarding the door ordered her to kneel down and keep this position unavailable.
The girls in the basement walked out one by one, then tied them together with ropes and rushed into the bathroom, slave-only shower room.
After taking a shower, Muratsuko was taken back to the bedroom by the Eastern European young man. She lay naked on the floor, and the man's hands reached from her hips to between her legs, playing with her labia and clitoris for a long time for fun.
Under the caress of fingers, the girl's labia had already been filled with vaginal fluid, and her fingertips slowly slid down along the slit of flesh.
Ah…No…Muragotsuko couldn’t help but moan.
Hey!All are so wet!Why are you pretending to be pure? The Eastern European youth completely ignored the girl's sorrow and forced her finger into her vagina.
Muratsuko knelt on the ground with her knees, supporting her body with both hands, and enduring it silently, thinking in her heart that she could only pretend to obey him first, so as not to have the other party’s intention to kill.
The man put both fingers into the vagina and began to thrust quickly. The girl let out a sad sound. Sadly, a large amount of vaginal fluid quickly poured out of the vagina and flowed down her thighs.
The Eastern European youth laughed sarcastically: Hahaha... Is this your nature?It seems that you are indeed suitable to be a sex slave.
Muratsuko blushed and defended: No... it's because you injected me with that kind of medicine...
The Eastern European youth took off his pants, and the thick and long cock slapped on her face: Hurry up, lick me with your mouth.
Muratsuko could only kneel in front of the man, slowly stroked the firm cock with her palm, then stretched out her tongue and licked the glans of the penis, opened her lips and put the big cock into her mouth and sucked it up and down.
She licked the edge of the glans with the tip of her tongue, spit out her cock again, sucked it gently with her lips at the base of the cock, and then put the cock into her mouth to suck, making the man even more excited.
The Eastern European youth shook comfortably and ordered: Open your mouth a little wider... your tongue moves... and hold it deeper...
Muratsuko held his legs with both hands, and buried his neck under his crotch, but the big cock was too thick and long, and her little mouth had already opened to the limit, but she still couldn't swallow the cock completely.
The Eastern European youth reached out to the back of her neck and pressed it, forcing her head to fit closer to his crotch. The pubic hair between her legs rubbed against her face and nose, and some pubic hair even drilled into her nostrils.
Muratsuko struggled and whimpered. She retching and trying to retreat with her palms, but the man didn't give her any chance. She always pressed the back of her head with her palms, and maliciously thrust her hips.
The thick and long cock penetrated into her wonderful little mouth bit by bit until Muratsuko's red lips touched the base of her penis. The Eastern European youth excitedly grabbed her hair and forced her to have a deep throat blowjob.
The girl's throat made a painful moan, and every time the penis was pushed violently into her throat, the throat would involuntarily tighten and spasm.
Muratsuko's throat was blocked and almost suffocated. She almost couldn't breathe. She spasmed from her stomach to her throat. Just as she was about to vomit, her cock was pulled out of her mouth, and the surging feeling fell back.
Before she could take a few breaths, the Eastern European youth pinched her chin and fucked the cock into her mouth again, poked it to the end, touching her throat.
Enter, draw, enter again, draw again...
The young man from Eastern Europe was like a general who was sieging the city, looking down at her from a high place and stepping on her.
Muratsuko was so powerless to resist, she could only open her mouth and whimper, her thick and long cock went in and out of her mouth, piercing through her throat again and again.
The Eastern European youth felt the tight sucking of her throat, which made him feel an unprecedented stimulation. He hugged the girl's head and became more and more fierce, and the scrotum bag under his crotch slapped her chin.
Muratsuko rolled her eyes when she was fucked by her cock, and her moans and sobbing were blocked in her mouth.
The back of the Eastern European youth trembled, his breathing sounded rapidly, his penis was thrusting back and forth in the girl's mouth, and the glans of his penis slid into the throat, making him so happy that he was secretly sucking air, and his ejaculation became more and more obvious.
On the eve of the ejaculation, the Eastern European young man hooked her neck with one hand and palmed the back of her head with the other. He inserted his penis into the depths of her throat with force, swinging his waist hard and fucking Muratsuko's sexy and charming little mouth more violently, making a sizzling sound.
Finally, he thrust his waist hard and the semen sprayed deep in Muratsuko's throat. When he ejaculated, he grabbed the woman's hair hard, making her beautiful face pressed against his crotch, unable to spit out the cock in his mouth.
There was no way, Muratsuko had to swallow the semen in her mouth, but he was so excited that Tsuko couldn't swallow it. Most of the white liquid flowed out along the corners of her mouth, and the distracted look was like a lewd prostitute.
After a long time, the Eastern European youth sat on a chair and said: Come here.
Yes, Muratsuko could only climb to his feet and hold the weak penis in her mouth to help him regain his energy.
After sucking for a while, Muratsuko spit out the cock in her mouth, licked the man's scrotum bag with her tongue, rubbed her slender fingers around the man's anus, and finally inserted her finger into his asshole and poked it.
While serving the man, Muratsuko said carefully: Please, spare me. My family is very rich. As long as you let me go home, my father will definitely give you a lot of money.
no!I don't have this right!The tone of the Eastern European youth was very cold.
You can thank you no matter how much you want me to thank you. I will give you a lot of money. Please, please!Save me.Muragotsuko rushed forward and hugged the man's thigh.
I said this was impossible. The Eastern European youth raised his hand and slapped her in the face. You are very beautiful and charming, and your family is very rich. If possible, I want you to follow me.However, you are no longer able to save it, and it can only be blamed for your bad luck. You hit and killed your employer's son, who spent a lot of money to kidnap you and then resell you to a designated sex slave sales organization.
The Eastern European youth said: You will be trained by the system of slave trainers there. After you complete the training, you will be sent to the slave market and auctioned. The employer will definitely spend money to buy you back.When he plays with you enough, he may even cut off your limbs and treat you like raising a bitch. If he reaches that point, no woman can escape.
No... Woo... Muratsuko fell to the ground and cried in despair.
Lean on the ground!The Eastern European youth kicked her and ordered.
Muratsuko fell into the abyss of despair, and tears of sadness flowed in her eyes, and she knelt on the ground crying.
Very sad, right?
The Eastern European youth rode onto her buttocks and asked maliciously.
He hugged Zizi's butt tightly, his five fingers sinking into his tender buttocks, feeling her struggle and crying, and in a conqueror posture, his erect penis slowly penetrated into his vagina.
(ps: I really didn't deliberately smear France. The scene of the French movie "Hurricane Rescue" is in Paris.)
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