Original Chapter 21 of "Ninja Kill"

Author: fqcc/fbcc
Published: January 6, 2016
Published at: m-series resource aggregation,

Chapter 21: The Formless Great Way and the Turbulent Storm

When the Japanese yen exchange rate temporarily stabilized at one US dollar to one hundred yen, the public and government officials breathed a
sigh of relief. The storm had temporarily subsided, and although the stock market was still in the red, it wasn't as dire as the exchange rate. But this
calm before the storm was like a calm surface, harboring endless killing intent. The public's optimism was clearly
premature . This calm lasted only a few days. A new round of storms was about to arrive.

Monday, October 15th, a new day marking the start of the work week,
a day that should have been full of vitality and dreams, but instead, it marked the beginning of Japan's decline. Today, the financial foreign exchange market and the stock market
experienced another astonishingly large drop. International speculators and domestic interest groups, leveraging high leverage
and previous arbitrage profits, poured hundreds of billions of yen into the foreign exchange market in a coordinated attack. The massive influx of funds caused
the yen, pegged to the US dollar, to plummet, catching the Japanese government off guard and forcing it to fight back once again. However, the well-prepared and
financially powerful international speculators weren't about to let their prey escape; they had only one word: "smash," and they did so
aggressively and violently. The bulls and bears clashed again, but under the intense pressure from the speculators, the yen's exchange rate continued to decline.
The struggling Japanese government quickly depleted the 100 billion US dollar loan it had painstakingly secured
. The government's repeated failures in the yen defense battle ignited extreme anger among the public and opposition parties, who demanded
the government's resignation, the dissolution of parliament, and new elections, as well as further funding to repel the short sellers. Under pressure, the Prime Minister
was forced to resign as Finance Minister Fukuda. But could the newly appointed Finance Minister
turn the tide ? The answer is no. For the Japanese yen, which has always adhered to a floating exchange rate, the tide has turned...

Japan's misfortunes don't stop domestically. Let's rewind to September 13th, the day after the Nikkei was first attacked
. In the British stock market, considered the world's center for non-ferrous metals trading, the
non-ferrous metals trading department of the Asahi Group, led by Yasuo Murashima, also encountered a battle in the copper futures market. Yasuo Murashima is quite
a figure; in his forties, he has twenty years of experience in copper futures trading and is known as "
Mr. Six Percent Key." This title comes from the fact that under his leadership, the Asahi Group
accounts for approximately six percent of the total international copper trading volume. Don't underestimate this six percent; in the vast futures
market, that's a god-like position. Every decision he makes has a significant impact on the futures market, and
today he faces an unprecedented challenge. (Let's first talk about the composition of the Asahi Group. Its predecessor was
the Yamato Trading Company, which was actually controlled by the Yamato family. Before World War II, the Yamato Trading Company controlled Japan's largest copper exporter.
Due to Japan's defeat in the war, the Japanese zaibatsu were forcibly dismantled by the United States and eventually
taken over by members of the six emerging zaibatsu except for the Dai-ichi Kangkin Group. A new metal import and export investment company was established, which is the current
Asahi Group. The Dai-ichi Kangkin Group has never been able to get a share, so it is quite resentful.)

Now let's talk about Yasuo Murashima. At its peak, the Asahi Group, which he led, accounted for
90% of the LM copper trading. He currently controls about 6 million tons of copper futures positions. The current price of copper in the UK is
around 5,000 US dollars per ton. When the economies of the world's first economy, the United States, and the second economy, China, are experiencing a downturn or
recession, and the demand for copper and other commodities is decreasing, the copper price is still maintaining such a high level, which is obviously abnormal
. This gives short sellers a great opportunity to profit.

On September 13th, numerous fund organizations entered the British metals market, frantically shorting copper
futures and selling a large number of contracts. Two days later, major traders from the European Community and the United States
entered the market, also cooperating in the shorting. Although they were facing the dominant Asahi Group and
Yasuo Murashima, who had been in the market for over two decades, they displayed fierce competitiveness, resulting in a fierce battle between the bulls and bears, with copper prices slowly
declining as they were shorted.

Yasuo Murashima, who held long positions, sensed something was wrong and was now completely trapped.
Only a sustained rise in copper prices could allow him to break even. He mobilized Asahi Group's existing funds to buy contracts and
drive up copper prices, while simultaneously trying to fabricate false transaction records to lower margin requirements and obtain more
leverage. He believed that his reputation in the industry would deter anyone from questioning him. Thanks to his efforts, copper prices
recovered slightly from their lows, but he knew the strength of his opponents this time, and being deeply trapped, he
could hardly turn back. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask his headquarters for help.

The five major conglomerates, the largest shareholders of the Sunrise Group, only received the news on September 19th.
The stock and foreign exchange markets, disrupted by international speculators, had caused them huge losses. Now was clearly not the time to criticize Yasuo Murashima
for his mistakes; they only regretted their blind trust in him. The five conglomerates were
divided Some wanted to cut their losses and close their positions, while others wanted to hold on, believing Murashima would weather the storm. When they
pressed Murashima about the potential losses if he closed his positions at this time, he was stunned,
because for him, closing positions at a loss was a humiliating disgrace. But he dared not lie.

When he heard that the loss would be approximately 100 billion US dollars, the head of the five conglomerates nearly fainted
. "Damn it, 100 billion US dollars? You think that's the South Vietnamese dong?" The group of old men, disregarding their status, went to
great lengths to insult the women in his family, describing their genitals in every possible way. If Yasuo Murashima
had been present, these old men would likely have attacked him. But what could they do? It was a fait accompli; the losses
from liquidation were enormous. But should they replenish their positions? The domestic economy was already in turmoil, and they themselves knew their own predicament.
A large portion of their cash flow was tied up in WK Investment Company. Although they had money, most of their assets were in tangible assets and
real estate , and their affiliated banks' cash flow was already in trouble. How to withdraw funds and how much to withdraw
for replenishment was a major problem. Finally, they asked once again if there was any guarantee that copper prices could be raised. Only after Yasuo Murashima
guaranteed it with his reputation as the "6% key man" did the five major conglomerates scrape together 100 billion US dollars to inject
into the Asahi Group.

With his confidence boosted after receiving the investment, Yasuo Murashima, leveraging his influence in copper futures and his substantial capital
, engaged in another fierce battle with major funds and traders who were shorting the market. It wasn't until the end of September that he managed to reverse the decline.
The price of copper futures rebounded from 4,000 US dollars/ton to 4,800 US dollars/ton, and continued to rise slowly.

The fierce battle between bulls and bears created turmoil in the copper
futures copper trading, with trading volume shrinking by as much as 80%. The spot market was quiet,
with a strong wait-and-see attitude, causing unease among major copper-importing countries. At this time, news broke
that the US Commodity Futures Trading Commission was investigating the Sunrise Group for unusual trading in copper futures. Under immense pressure from the US, the British Metal
Exchange also began investigating the Sunrise Group. Under the pressure of the investigation, LM copper prices instantly fell back
below 4,000 US dollars. However, Yasuo Murashima did not give up. After he made another large-scale purchase of copper futures, the price returned to
above 4,500 US dollars. After numerous back-and-forth battles, many short-selling funds and traders were exhausted and
considering giving up. Even official intervention couldn't bring down the Sunrise Group, illustrating the immense
influence and the immense confidence investors had in him.

Some say, "Heaven and hell are often separated by a single thought." Just as the short sellers, trapped in their hellish situation, were preparing to close their positions and
give up , and Yasuo Murashima was celebrating his triumphant delivery in two weeks, an unexpected piece of news
instantly reversed the situation. The news broke in the early hours of October 15th: seven massive copper mines had been discovered in Chile, in the Americas
. If all were mined simultaneously, they would account for 20% of the world's annual copper trading volume. This unexpected
news sent shockwaves through the copper futures market and emboldened the short sellers. With a barrage of sell-offs
, copper prices began to plummet, even falling below 4,000 US dollars.

"Suppress, suppress..." The only voice in the copper futures market was "suppress." Although the regulatory
investigation is still ongoing, industry insiders are already worried that if a prominent figure like Yasuo Murashima, who has played a significant role in supporting
copper prices , were to fall, how could international copper prices hold up? This concern
began to circulate widely within the industry, gradually fueling rumors. Simultaneously, rumors of Murashima's forced resignation
spread, triggering a massive panic sell-off by bullish investors, causing copper prices
to plummet by more than 30% in just a few days.

As is often the case, things take a dramatic turn at the last minute. For both bulls and bears, this
event was a double-edged sword. Murashima's immense influence propelled copper prices upward,
while conversely, unfavorable rumors caused a price collapse. This turn of events left both sides bewildered and
bewildered .

Subsequently, the investigation reports from the US and UK Futures Trading Commissions were finally released: The investigation found that Yasuo Murashima
was suspected providing false copper futures trading certificates without authorization to reduce transaction costs and disrupt the financial futures market
. The evidence was sufficient, and the UK Futures Trading Commission would urge the British courts to sue Murashima and the Asahi
Group , immediately applying to the court to freeze all of the Asahi Group's assets and funds in Great Britain and the United States. This
investigation report undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to Murashima and copper prices. On October 23 of the same year, LM copper prices
plummeted to $2700 per ton. The Asahi Group then reluctantly announced that it was dismissing Murashima due to huge losses
and promised to cooperate fully with the investigation. This announcement further accelerated the decline in copper prices. By this
time, it was no longer a problem for the major players on both the bulls and bears, as panic selling by a large number of retail investors pushed copper prices
to their lowest point in recent years, at $2250 per ton—a staggering drop. The volatility in copper futures
further dragged down other non-ferrous metals, causing heavy losses for the deeply involved Japanese conglomerates. Coupled with
the foreign exchange market turmoil following the collapse of WK Investment Company, the Japanese conglomerates' cash flow finally dried up.

By the end of October, Japan's financial crisis had reached its peak. Failed overseas futures investments, a stock and real estate market
crash, bankruptcies in the banking and insurance sectors, and the shocks in the foreign exchange market pushed Japan's economy further
into an abyss. As previously mentioned, financial problems can never be analyzed in isolation; one must look beyond the surface to see
the essence. The advantage of the conglomerate system controlling Japan's economy was ensuring external consistency and providing
mutual support to help the country resist external attacks in critical moments. However, the downside was that when wealth was excessively concentrated,
a problem with the conglomerate's cash flow could lead to a catastrophic collapse of the central government's finances.

On October 25th, international investors and speculative capital, riding the wave of their success in the stock and futures markets, once again attacked the foreign exchange
market , frantically selling yen in both the exchange market and the black market. This time, their methods were even more
ruthless. They bribed news and online media to maliciously sensationalize the currency crash, amplifying public
fear.

The result was obvious: faced with even larger sums of money and a more formidable adversary, Japan's major exchanges were in
chaos , and the yen plummeted. While the government fought desperately, it also frantically sold off US bonds. They
were no longer concerned about the US government's reaction. If the yen were to fall, Japan would be truly
conquered , a hundred times worse than the atomic bombings. Unfortunately, faced with the immeasurable influx of international hot money,
the 150 billion US dollars the Japanese government had painstakingly raised were once again exhausted. Even more foolishly, the newly appointed central bank
governor, lacking effective measures to save the yen, besides repeatedly borrowing from the International Monetary Fund, resorted to
massive borrowing from the public, over-issuing already excess currency to raise further funds. This action was truly the
final straw that broke the camel's back.

The already panicked Japanese people were further terrified after the central bank announced new economic measures.
Ignoring government appeals, they tearfully sold every yen they had, buying US dollars instead,
and even exchanging them on the black market. This frenzied sell-off caused the exchange rate to plummet from 400 yen to 1 US dollar to 1 Japanese yen in just a few days,
rising to 1:800 on the black market and even higher to 1:1000. This represented a devaluation of more than tenfold,
and the exchange rate was falling every day. It was clear that Japan's financial system was on the verge of collapse, and the social market price system
had crumbled. Everyone's life savings had depreciated by more than tenfold, severely
damaging and even triggering social unrest.

International speculators, displaying an unyielding momentum, pressed their advantage, concentrating their firepower once again to sweep away the remaining enemies.
Entering December, this storm had continued for its third month, with the foreign exchange market's downward trend persisting.
The Japanese yen had plummeted to an unimaginable level of around 1:20,000, a devaluation of
over . Currency collapse emptied the savings of the people; perhaps they were once very wealthy. At this time, many Chinese people recalled...
In the past, when we were living in glory, he said, "Our wealth came too easily, so much so that everyone wanted to
buy a Mercedes in Germany, a villa in Switzerland, and travel the world every year like foreigners. We sent our children to the best
private schools. But now, we can only watch as those demons steal everything that was rightfully ours. Our cars
are towed away by the court because we can't repay our debts, our houses are auctioned off, and we're unemployed. It's worse than death.
I just want to say, you just want money, right? But why force us to this point? I hate those
vampires , but I hate our government's incompetence even more. They can't protect their own people, letting those vampires
forcibly strip us of the wealth we once had." These words represent the sentiments of most Chinese people.
They sad, they are angry, they want to survive, they want to work, and they are waiting in silence for an explosion.

The collapse of the Japanese yen further exacerbated the already strained financial situation of conglomerates. In this financial storm,
no entity—banks, insurance companies, or various manufacturing enterprises—was spared. Financial institutions and insurance companies in Japan, which had heavily invested in the stock market ,
were unable to repay their debts if they acted legally, let alone pay
their clients ' profits. This inevitably led to bankruptcy. The bubble-like financial chain
dragged in all of Japan's financial institutions, causing all banks to collapse. Funds trapped in the stock market, foreign exchange market, real estate, and overseas art were swept away by an
unseen hand, disappearing without a trace. The yen's plunge also severely damaged the real economy. Their
profits were silently taken away, and loans from banks were wiped out, leaving them unable to sustain themselves.

Where did their money go? The answer is simple: financial institutions, private
banks, institutional funds, and citizens recklessly invested borrowed or personal money in the stock market, futures market, and
real estate desperately trying to go long. And their funds had already reached their overdraft limits. International speculators, targeting Japan's overinflated
stock and real estate markets—or more precisely, the entire economy—agreed heavily to short the currency. The outcome is
well -known. Shorting derivative financial instruments dealt a fatal blow to Japan's economy, then turned to attack
their Achilles' heel—the Japanese yen. For the beneficiaries, it was like being a pig being harvested. It was incredibly lucrative; they were robbing people
without the law. The yen defense effort, through financial derivatives
, wiped out decades of Japan's hard-earned wealth in one fell swoop. From the government and banks to businesses and individuals, everyone was heavily indebted.
But couldn't they file for bankruptcy? Individuals can go bankrupt, businesses can go bankrupt, and so can individuals. But…
they dared not. It's hard to imagine how a
sovereign could have the courage to go bankrupt. They lacked the rogue courage and
power of a polar bear to default on loans, and they certainly didn't dare live the miserable life of a polar bear's citizens after bankruptcy. The only option was to forget,
and then work tirelessly to meet the demands of their creditors—a win-win situation for everyone.

For the victors, it's naturally a matter of reaping the rewards. Japan's high-tech and manufacturing industries are renowned
globally , and predators have long coveted them. Businesses may fail, but technology and talent won't
be lost. Acquiring these sunrise industries is like finding a goose that lays golden eggs.
Can the Japanese government and conglomerates stop them? No, in reality, they're bankrupt and lack the courage to default. They can only
watch helplessly as these conglomerates acquire their assets, essentially without paying a single penny.

The collapse of the Japanese yen's credibility has rendered banknotes like discarded toilet paper—too stiff even to
wipe one . Whether in shops or among the public, the only question during transactions is: "Can you pay with Japanese yen?"
Euros are also acceptable, and if neither, then barter is the answer. It's conceivable that the yen has lost its original value within Japan's economic system
. Will the Central Bank of Japan, as the issuer of the yen, ultimately be able to retain
its right to issue currency? Let's wait and see. The rapid economic deterioration brought not only hardship to daily life, but
also social unrest. Suicides, robberies, and thefts increased, and homicides skyrocketed.
Police officers grew increasingly worried about their future and insufficient pay. Unpaid wages, bribery, and disregard
for human The overwhelmed authorities were no longer able to manage the situation, preoccupied with
infighting and power struggles; social problems were left for later.

… While

the outside world was in turmoil, people in the wealthy suburban villas were celebrating wildly. The bright,
luxurious, and spacious halls were filled with people of all races. Groups of men, dressed in fine clothes
, chatted, while others cuddled with beautiful women of various exotic appearances, laughing and joking. Looking at their burning eyes and uninhibited
touching , one would have preferred to take them on the spot if it weren't for the bustling atmosphere of the party. The atmosphere at the party
grew increasingly lively. Amidst the clinking of glasses, everyone discussed their
gains from the recent Japanese financial crisis, selectively ignoring the damage done to Japanese society. It wasn't
a matter of whether they mentioned it or not; rather, this financial war was essentially a game for arbitrageurs, only they were playing on a larger scale, profiting from
the entire nation. Of course, if they lost, they too would be bankrupt. One could say that
everyone involved in this game was a madman.

Completely out of place in the fervent atmosphere was the villa's owner, Ito Hiroshi, the head of the First Financial Group
. He sat quietly in a corner, his expression complex as he watched a portly figure moving through the crowd.
This figure, with two beautiful women on either side, chatted and laughed with acquaintances and strangers alike. Ito Hiroshi's eyes
were filled with desolation, anger, and resentment, his gaze unwavering. Then, as if sensing his
gaze apologized to those beside him, shook off the two women, and, with a smile, approached Ito Hiroshi, wine glass in hand.

"Hehehe... President Ito, why are you drinking alone here all by yourself? Why not
chat ?" A fat, blond man with a comical smile chuckled three times.

"Hmph, Mr. Johnny, I thought you'd forgotten your old friends like you did during this operation." Ito Hiroshi, looking at
the smiling tiger before him, was momentarily overcome with anger, even skipping polite words.

"Oh, who offended our president, making our old friends so unhappy? Tell me, let
me teach him a lesson, hehehe." Johnny, unfazed by his anger, continued to laugh.

"Alright, Johnny, you know best what the reason is. We already agreed on terms before this attack on the foreign exchange and stock markets."
"Why did I end up only getting
controlling ? Explain yourself right here!" Ito Hiroshi became increasingly agitated,
no longer the composed figure he usually was in the face of a collapsing mountain. He practically pointed a finger at Johnny Morgan
and shouted.

His action startled a few people nearby, who turned to look in surprise.

Johnny waved to them, and they wisely turned away. Johnny's expression became
somewhat complicated. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Brother, don't be so agitated. This decision isn't
mine to make; it's the decision of our clan leader and the relevant conglomerates."

Without waiting for Ito Hiroshi's response, Johnny continued, "Brother, I know you've been wronged this time, but don't
worry . Our clan leader said that once the financial market stabilizes, we will secretly
transfer the profits you're entitled to to you. Hehehe... You can rest assured."

"Hehehe... Do you think I'm a three-year-old? You think you can just spit out what you've already taken? To cooperate with
your operation, my companies also suffered heavy losses. If I hadn't set those old foxes up in the copper futures market, I wouldn't be doing much better than them. Hmph, I don't want much. Just the assets under
the Erhe and Furong conglomerates . Do whatever you want with the rest." 　　"Well, everything is negotiable. We're all in the same boat. Besides , the country is quite turbulent right now. We need your influence to help stabilize things. Only when the situation is stable can we all make money, right?" 　　"I can help you, but the prerequisite is that you return the assets of those two major conglomerates to me first. After the situation calms down , I want 20% of the shares of the other three major conglomerates. How about it?" 　　Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Johnny's eyes, but he quickly regained his smile. This instantaneous change did not escape Ito Hiroshi's observation, but he did not care. The other five major conglomerates had already gone bankrupt or were on the verge of collapse in this financial storm. Their influence on the political and military circles had been reduced to a minimum. Now, all sorts of shady characters were showing their faces and stirring up trouble. Even many of the previously neutral factions had surrendered to him. Without his influence, Japan would still be unstable. In this way, the golden eggs that were originally in his hands would become toxic assets that he could not get rid to kill him or disgust him to death? As for the lives and deaths of those common people, he did not care at all. Now in Japan, he was a god. 　　"Hehehe...Okay, but I need to go back and report to the clan leader. I believe those big shots will understand . Alright, brother, don't be angry anymore. I promise you, I'll go back right now and contact the clan leader via the dedicated line, okay? Hahaha..." Johnny laughed, his fat jiggling. 　　"Okay, Mr. Johnny, I'll trust you one last time. Hehehe...I hope we have a pleasant cooperation. Come, finish this drink and I'll see you out. I'll be waiting for your good news." After saying that, Ito Hiroshi took the initiative to clink glasses with him and drink it all . Then the two laughed heartily and walked out of the villa. 　　After watching Johnny get into his three-pronged limousine and leave, Ito Hiroshi said , "Have Kono Hei meet me at the estate tomorrow morning. Tell him I have important matters to discuss with him." 　　"Yes, President. However, do you really think the Morgan Group and the Rothschild family will return the other conglomerates' assets ? I don't think it's that simple." 　　"Hmph, do you think I don't know what they're plotting? But after all, Japan is my territory. After I take over the assets of the two conglomerates and quell the domestic unrest, I will gradually devour the remaining assets . Then I will use my power to drive the American troops out of Japan. At that time, we will be the true overlords of Japan." Ito Hiroshi's face showed a fanatical expression. 　　"Yes, President is wise. At that time, the President will be the new Emperor." The assistant gave a timely and flattering reply. 　　"Hahaha... Only a fool would want to be an emperor. We just need to be the manipulators behind the scenes . Whoever we want to rise, we want to bring; whoever we want to step down, we want to remove. That's how our family will prosper. Those who stick their necks out will die a horrible death. Do you think you understand all this?" He finished speaking and patted his assistant 's shoulder with a loud laugh. 　　... 　　"Fuck... an ignorant fool." Johnny's face finally darkened after getting into the car. 　　A man was already sitting next to him; in the dim light of the streetlamp, he was an old man from the Land of the Sun. The old man had a fawning yet obsequious smile on his face. 　　"Mr. Johnny, there's no need to get angry over such a petty person. If he doesn't know what's good for him, we'll just find a way to make him disappear from this world." 　　"Hmph, making him disappear is easy, but who will control the chaos in the Land of the Sun for me? Hmm?" Johnny showed no politeness to the old man beside him . 　　"Yes, yes, Mr. Johnny is right. As long as Mr. Johnny conveys the goodwill , we are willing to serve you wholeheartedly." 　　Johnny looked at Yasuda Tsutomu, the president of the Hibiscus Foundation, who was on the verge of bankruptcy due to a man-made financial storm, with a half-smile. He couldn't help but imagine how glamorous he was before the storm. In just a few months, he had become like an ordinary old man with white hair. Looking at that fawning smile, he felt both disgusted and extremely pleased. No wonder people say that the people of the Land of the Sun are both servile and wolfish. As long as you beat them into submission, they will be willing to lick your shoes. But if you are weaker than them, they will turn their backs on you and devour you whole . 　　"Hahaha... As expected, a wise man submits to circumstances. It wasn't for nothing that I gave you a hand at the last minute, otherwise you would have gone bankrupt and ended up homeless like the other conglomerates. Hahaha..." Johnny patted Yasuda Tsutomu's shoulder, which had become extremely thin from overwork. His large hands almost broke him, but he didn't dare to show and instead replied shamelessly, "Yes, yes, yes..." 　　Johnny finally vented his pent-up anger. He was very satisfied with Yasuda Tsutomu's performance, so he continued, "Well, I'll talk to the higher-ups. However, I don't want the First Convincing King to fall, do you understand?" 　　Yasuda Tsutomu looked blank, not understanding why Johnny would say such a thing. If the First Convincing King fell, wouldn't it be better to have Hibiscus take his place?

Seeing his puzzled expression, Johnny said smugly, "When old conglomerates fall, new ones will
emerge . This is a law proven by countless examples throughout history. We may not be able to control the new conglomerates, so it's better to use
the old ones. Ito Hiroshi can die, but we can support an agent to take over. A single dominant entity is not in our
interest; balance is the key."

Johnny continued confidently, "Since you're willing to work for us, I can reveal to you
the real purpose of our financial war. I've never revealed this secret mission to anyone before
."

"Ah, what is it? Isn't it for domestic industries and US dollar reserves?"

"No, no, no, you're only half right. Of course, we need to make money, but that's not the ultimate goal.
Do you think we've meticulously planned for so long, laid out such a massive scheme, and involved so many conglomerates just to
make a quick buck and leave? Heh heh... You're too naive. What is our relationship with the Rothschilds? Think about it and you'll understand
." After saying that, Johnny shut up. Everyone was smart; he knew Yasuda Tsutomu would definitely guess.

As expected, Yasuda Tsutomu only paused for a moment, then his face showed fear. He felt
dizzy; he didn't know if his surrender was the right decision, but he believed that if these devils succeeded, Japan
would truly fall completely, and whether it was Fuyong or other conglomerates, or even the people,
they would be enslaved for life—no, perhaps forever.

What terrified him so much? He remembered a famous saying from the Luo clan chief of the last century: "As long as
I can control a country's currency issuance, I don't care who makes the laws." Yes, their goal must
be the currency issuance rights of Japan's central bank.

...

Also late at night, the once bustling streets of Tokyo City were deserted. The brightly lit nightclubs were empty;
people with empty pockets had no desire to spend money in entertainment venues. They were all worried about
their The immense destructive power of the financial crisis was already evident. Meanwhile, in an ordinary house, a man and a
woman were engaged in sexual intercourse.

The red-haired woman on the bed braced herself against the edge of the bed, her long, sharp, crimson nails digging into the sheets. Her full, arched
buttocks endured the powerful thrusts of the man behind her with each stroke. A blush spread across her alluring face, and
her eyes, mostly white with more black than black, turned white from the stimulation of sex. She screamed and moaned wildly
, her fiery red hair whipping around, her large, white breasts
slapping black stockings had been torn in several places, revealing her pinkish skin underneath. Her long, slender legs
, clad in burgundy strappy pointed-toe heels, were spread wide, struggling to support her limp body.
The man , his face contorted in a ferocious grin, thrust
his terrifyingly large penis in and out of her engorged, bright red butterfly-shaped vagina with ferocious force. His penis, veins bulging, pumped out copious amounts of glistening vaginal fluid with each thrust, filling the air with a
sweet , pungent odor. The man showed no mercy; his large hand gripped the woman's slender waist, while his other hand slapped her snowy buttocks
, leaving prominent red marks on her delicate skin. The pain in her nerves didn't
bother ; instead, her eyes blazed with excitement, drawing her deeper into pleasure.
Thick, white fluid flowed from the point where their genitals met.

"Ahhh…so full…so good…ahhh…" the woman moaned weakly, the swelling
pain and intense friction driving her to repeated orgasms, her mind completely
consumed by this extremely brutal sex.

"You slut, you really are slut, I'll teach you to be wanton... I'll teach you to be wanton... I'll fuck you... Damn, Ilya, your
pussy is so tight, I've been fucking you for so many years and I still can't get enough."

"I am wanton, I am slut... Ahh... I will always be the General's most slutty little whore... Ohh
... Fuck me hard... Don't hold back... Ah... I... I'm coming again." The woman's whole body
trembled , and the vaginal fluid gushing from her uterus sprayed relentlessly onto the ugly glans. Her originally tight vagina
contracted again, gripping and surrounding the thick, hard penis. It turned out that the two were

none other than the so-called "General," Kono Hei, and Ilya. Faced with the physical and mental pleasure brought by Ilya's orgasm, Kono Hei remained unmoved. He displayed extremely high self-control in the face of
the beauty , still thrusting slowly and steadily. His thick, hard penis
brought Ilya to the peak of ecstasy.

Then he carried Ilya, still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, onto the bed, lifted her black-stockinged thighs, and thrust his penis
back into her overflowing, wet vagina. "Thump, thump," the sounds
of his penis thrusting in and out mingled with the shaking of the bed, and Ilya, like a limp rag doll, could only close her eyes tightly, weakly moaning "Ah ah
." She didn't know how many orgasms she experienced that night, while Kono Hei, whom she called "General,"
continued his tireless, bull-like thrusts. It could be said that even someone as strong as her was completely
conquered by Kono Hei that night, both physically and mentally. To describe their sexual performance that night, only two words could describe it: "madness." Kono Hei alternated between thrusting into her
vagina and anus, his large hands roaming over her full breasts, slender waist, and jade-like legs, his large mouth
constantly intertwining with her sexy red lips. The astonishing piston-like motion never stopped, and his monstrous physique forced
Ilya to face wave after wave of orgasms. Her moans turned into whimpers, then into
screams . Her snow-white body was covered in their shared sweat, the mingled scents of masculinity and femininity further fueling Kono
's perverse desires. His large hands were no longer gentle caresses, but rather forcefully squeezing every inch of her delicate
skin, leaving red and blue bruises.

The continuous, brutal penetration brought Kono to the peak of pleasure. His engorged penis plunged into her cervix again, reaching its deepest
point, allowing her thirsty womb to suck and squeeze.

His large hands gripped her slender waist, his bouncy penis ejaculating wave after wave of his pent-up semen
into her womb. The speed and quantity of the ejaculation were too much for even the skilled semen-draining witch to absorb. Large amounts of semen mixed
with vaginal fluid flowed onto the wide bed.

"Pop..." The man withdrew his still-erect penis from her vagina. Despite the massive ejaculation, he
remained energetic, his square face calm and composed, as if everything was under his control. He moved his body
next to Ilya, pressing his thick penis against her pink face.

Ilya, whose face had been pale, regained her rosy complexion after being moistened by his semen, and she quickly propped herself up...
Her delicate body, understanding the desire, sucked on the penis with her small mouth, her long, bright red tongue rolling the mixture into her esophagus. Then,
still wanting more, she used her slender fingers to scrape the residue left on the bed,
scraping it . She then slowly swirled and played with it on her tongue, finally swallowing it all clean. The process
was incredibly seductive, making one yearn to fuck her again.

"General, making love with you is so comfortable, so amazing! I really want to do it with you forever,"
Ilya
said , the "General" was her everything; for him, she would pay any price.

"Hehehe... Once I successfully control the Land of the Sun and become the de facto ruler behind the scenes, you
can stay with me for life, right?" Kono Hei said calmly, his face devoid of any emotion. To him,
power was the sweetest cake, and the woman he had adopted since childhood was merely
a tool to vent his desires and for his use. After all, ruthless heroes are extremely selfish and self-serving; they would rather betray the world than let the world betray them. He
took a cigarette from the bedside table and lit it for him, while Ilya knowingly lit it for him. He gently
exhaled a smoke ring, letting the thin smoke obscure his true face, making it impossible to see
what .

"Ilya, have the funds obtained in this financial attack been successfully laundered and transferred overseas?" Kono
Hei's deep voice broke the silence of the bedroom.

"Yes, it's been transferred to your designated account. By the way, General, should we use all that money
to trade with those arms dealers?"

"Yes, there's no other way. The quality of domestically produced firearms is too poor; they're useless and only benefit
those bloodsuckers. Hmph, once I'm in power, I'll clean up all that garbage from the country.
They waste can't develop any good guns." Kono Hei's tone was somewhat indignant. Then he added, "
Remember to buy the equipment I need, no matter how expensive. Those few thousand people are my backbone.
The other domestic military regions I've courted aren't very reliable. After all, we've had decades of peace. Getting them to take up arms and rebel... hehehe
."

"I understand. Do we need to buy heavy weapons?"

"No need. We don't need them against these cowards. Besides, shipping these things back to the country would attract too much attention.
The air force and navy are currently neutral. This financial crisis has also significantly reduced their income. Whether they can even
issue is another matter. They wouldn't dare to rebel with me, but keeping them neutral isn't difficult. Just give
them a huge sum of money, and everything will be fine."

Kono Hei's eyes were fixed straight ahead, unfocused. He continued, "We're not
launching a full-scale war, but a quick and effective coup to support the Emperor's ascension. Right now, both the government
and society are in turmoil. This is the perfect time for us to fish in troubled waters. The most important thing is how to fire the first shot. Once it's
a fait accompli, the interest groups led by the United States will have no choice but to acknowledge our legitimacy. Therefore, our
drug-enhanced soldiers must be armed to the teeth."

"Okay, I..." Ilya began, but before she could finish, Kono Hei's secure phone on the bedside table rang.

He picked it up, listened for a moment, and then said, "I understand. Tell Princess Kyoko to wait for me."
With that, he turned to go into the bathroom to shower, naked. But for some reason, Ilya felt a sudden
rush of heat . She ran behind Kono Hei and hugged him tightly, pleading, "General,
please don't go. Ilya wants you to stay with me tonight, okay?"

Kono Hei stopped. He turned his tall frame, his hawk-like eyes fixed on Ilya's pleading face.
Then unexpectedly, he raised his large hand and slapped Ilya hard across the face, the force sending her
flying several meters.

Ilya struggled to her feet, her swollen face filled with confusion and fear.

"When have I ever asked for your permission to do anything? You better behave yourself and don't do anything you shouldn't,
or I'll kill you myself." Kono Hei's cold-blooded tone made Ilya shudder. She didn't understand why
Kono Hei was treating her like this. She had given so much for him, loved him so much, but in the end, she was just a
commodity to be summoned and dismissed at will. Did he think that without that bitch Kyoko, he couldn't help her rise to power? No, she would kill her herself if she had
the chance , so that the general would return to her side.

As if reading her thoughts, Kono Hei continued, "Kyoko is very important to me. Don't have
those kinds of thoughts. Get some rest. I'll let you know if I need anything. This is the last time I'm saying this: don't have
those kinds of thoughts in front of me. Also, keep Ono Shi close to you. He's my cash cow, hmph."
After saying that, he didn't even bother to shower in the bathroom of the suite and walked out of the room.

Watching Kono Hei's departing figure, Ilya's face showed a complex expression, a mixture of resentment, unwillingness,
love, and reluctance. Finally, Kono Hei's figure blurred,
overlapping Ono Shi.

At that moment, a sentence Ono Shi had once told her floated into her mind: "I can give you time, and
I can prove how much I love you. I want to leave this place of trouble with you, to go somewhere where no one knows us and live our
next life together. Money and fame are nothing to me; you are my only one." Thinking of these
words , Ilya's tears flowed uncontrollably.

"What have I done to deserve this…"

(To be continued)

Author's P.S.: If I were to expand on the example of the financial sniper battle, I could write several more chapters,
but I'm feeling a bit tired. I've summarized it briefly to
pave the way . This chapter was updated relatively quickly, with very little explicit content, please forgive me.

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