Author: Two Liters of Ice Coke

"What's going on inside now?"

In the corridor outside the box, the police chief called a waiter holding a wine bottle and asked.

"That gentleman drank wine for twenty people, ate food for twenty people, and managed twenty female PRs at the same time!"

Of course the waiters in the club have been replaced by legs from the Metropolitan Police Department.

If the Metropolitan Police Department cannot find so many young and beautiful female civil servants for a while, maybe even the female publicist who accompanies the drinks will be replaced.

"That wine tastes really good! Hahahahaha, get the wine quickly!"

"Let me take a look at my legs. Little girl, my legs are really red, red and big, hey hey hey."

The boisterous laughter could be faintly audible even outside the box, and the police chief and the big bosses behind him had different expressions.

The police chief couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and his expression was a little subtle.

Although it was known from Yuki Mineko's report that Toad Sage Jiraiya was a lecher.

However, such a face of wine, sex, wealth and all the five poisons is quite surprising. It is very different from the legendary image of the Buddha, a sage with a pure heart and five pure senses.

"Is he unhappy?"

The police chief frowned and sighed.

"It's just some wine, meat and women. If you can serve Jiraiya-sama well, it doesn't matter if you spend ten times or a hundred times more." The governor of Tokyo said disapprovingly.

Other dignitaries also believed deeply.

"That's wrong! Director, are those female PRs also serving the overall situation?"

"If you can serve the immortals, you will not receive their blessings!"

To the Tsukimoto government, a drunken and lustful layman like Jiraiya would definitely be easier to win over than an upright and upright extraordinary person with no desires or desires.

Even if you want to have wine pools, meat forests, and music every night, it is still a drop in the bucket in terms of the productivity of modern society.

If just relying on a few women could increase Jiraiya's favor with them, it would be a huge profit.

When it comes to pimping, can this government be professional?

After being exposed in the war, they clamored for 100 million pieces of jade, and even called on female citizens to take the initiative to seduce the American beast soldiers, and then sneak attack and kill them together.

After the American troops landed on the island, the politicians decided not to prevent the soldiers from coming out and harming their wives and daughters. They took the initiative to organize a women's advance team and turned the soldiers into soft-legged shrimps.

Even in the 21st century, politicians still do not treat the wives and daughters of Eastern citizens as human beings.

Looking at the ugly faces of those well-dressed big shots, Uchiha Senmen's face was expressionless, and a cold light flashed deep in his eyes.

But he didn't open his mouth or shut up.

"Of course he is not stingy with those trivial things, but he is worried that it will delay the official business. After all, if they are asking for help now and disturbing the interest of the Toad Immortal, it would be too ignorant."

The police chief and a group of high-ranking officials came hand in hand, and naturally they wanted to take advantage of Jiraiya's presence to ask about the causes of the changes since 1999 and the recent period.

The dark clouds that shrouded the country during that period were so heavy that those who knew about the affair were breathless.

Especially for the Xiaoxiao organization, a series of chain reactions triggered by the Crimson Moon made the situation increasingly chaotic, and the whole Yue Ben Yidongzi was plunged into turmoil.

But the Yueben government knows almost nothing about the origin and history of the extraordinary world, why demons, monsters, and demons reappear in the world, what the Enemy Akatsuki organization is up to, and other key details.

Only by obtaining more useful information can we correct the disease and get rid of the embarrassment of being passively beaten.

Whether this is related to the wealth and life of everyone in this country is not a trivial matter!

In addition to the people at the scene, the outer cabinet and the royal family are also paying close attention to this.

At that moment, the door to the box opened, and a large group of dazzling orioles filed out.

"Gentlemen, the guests have invited us in."

The last one who came out was a straight-black beauty wearing an evening dress and said respectfully to everyone.

The dark-haired beauty had a look of surprise on her face that could not be concealed.

As a female publicist for a top club in Ginza, it is not just enough to be pretty and rosy. She also wants to have a wide range of experiences so that she can strike up conversations with upper-class guests.

Did she have sharp eyes to recognize that the crowd guarding the door included the Minister of Defense, the Governor of Tokyo, the Police Superintendent, etc. They were familiar faces that often appeared on TV.

What is the identity of the perverted uncle in there who is dressed like a kabuki actor?

It was surprising that he could have so many big shots waiting for him outside.

"Is Mr. Kailaiya finally willing to receive them? Then they should go in immediately."

The Minister of Defense was immediately flattered.

Others can't wait to go in and see him.

"etc!"

The police director and Uchiha Xianmen looked at each other and heard the police director say in a deep voice:

"It might make Toad Immortal feel unhappy if so many of their grown-up men swarm in. And...if something unexpected happens..."

The Uchiha Senmen's eyes flashed, and they immediately understood that the red police chief was wary of Jiraiya.

Although Jiraiya has always shown kindness to ordinary people and resolved Tsukimoto's crises several times, the police chief still believes in him.

Is it professional integrity to not be afraid to project the worst possible ill will on others?

The other politicians were also cunning. They immediately heard the meaning of the police chief's words, and when they recovered from their whims, they couldn't help but hesitate.

After a simple negotiation, eight people were selected to enter the box, while the others stayed outside.

Uchiha Senmon and Professor Changshan are also among them.

After checking that Yidong's miniature recorder and instant messaging equipment were working properly, the police director bent slightly, showed a bit of humility, and took the lead in walking in.

"Come on, sir!"

He saw Jiraiya, who smelled of alcohol, lying on the sofa boldly and uninhibitedly, with a liquid wine glass in his lap and a trace of red lipstick on his cheeks.

"Sir, I wonder if you are satisfied with their reception?"

The governor of Tokyo rubbed the soles of his legs and said with a flattering look on his face.

"Well, whether the wine is good or not, the woman is not good either. The experience of being a collector is not very pleasant."

The drunken and hazy Jiraiya was burping from wine and seemed quite satisfied.

"The quality of that club is not low. He knows where there is a better private club. I wonder if Jiraiya-sama will be willing to reward him in the future."

"There is much more fun in Tokyo now than in the Edo period. Even if you collect music 365 days a year, it will not be the same!"

"Hahahaha!" Jiraiya touched his hair and laughed: "How embarrassing, it's too expensive!"

"Sir Kaiya, as a great hero who saved Tsukimoto, what does it mean to have something to eat and drink?"

"That's right, please help me turn the tide on Mount Fuji, but the consequences will be disastrous. Please let them repay you!"

The governor of Tokyo is full of flattery and constant flattery.

The level of flattery made even the Uchiha sect's eyelids jump and they felt a little embarrassed.

Those few people are considered to be high-ranking figures in Tokyo, but they keep their posture extremely low when they meet, which can be said to be very tough.

Worldly power and wealth are nothing compared to Jiraiya's transcendent immortal-level existence.

For a moment, the atmosphere outside the box was quite harmonious.

"Sir, your wine glass is empty. He will refill it for me."

The governor of Tokyo picked up a bottle of Junmai Daiginjo and said in a low voice.

Jiraiya stretched out his leg and refused:

"Forget it, if a man pours wine for me, it will be hard to swallow no matter how rich the wine is."

The hot face touched the cold butt, but the governor of Tokyo was not annoyed. Instead, he said more respectfully:

"Then he will ask some young and beautiful flower girls to accompany you?"

"I asked those pretty little girls to go out. Even if it is because Jie Dong came to ask for a talk, it is too boring, but at that point, I have to be honest with the human government."

Jiraiya opened his drunken eyes, and the drunkenness and frivolous temperament were wiped away from his face, revealing a majestic and serious expression befitting his status as an immortal.

Finally it’s time for the main show.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat and they straightened their backs.

Then in unison, they all bowed at 45 degrees.

"Hey! Lord Jiraiya, they represent the 120 million citizens of Japan, please give me some advice!"

"Humph, there's no need to say those polite words anymore."

Jiraiya picked up another bottle of Junmai Daiginjo, poured himself a glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

"I know that we have many problems, but why don't we just keep our mouths shut before I allow us to raise the urn dog?"

When the others heard what Jiraiya said, they became more respectful and courteous, and they didn't even dare to breathe.
To be continued...