Zongman: Nohara Shinnosuke is about to be chopped off

"You're full, you're full."

The plump Zaemon looked very pleased, patting his bloated pig belly contentedly.

"Little girl, come here."

The chubby Zaemon shook his pig's trotter and waved to the maid beside him, with a bit of arrogance in his eyes.

The maid couldn't help but look at the pink pig that was not even as tall as her knees and called her a little girl,

But thinking that this was Miss Xiaoai's guest, he bowed hurriedly and listened attentively to the instructions of chubby Zaemon, with a look of respect but also a hint of doubt.

"What's wrong with your bowl of barbecued pork noodles? Why is there pig hair in it?"

Chubby Zuoemon glared, slammed the table, and stood on the chair with an angry face.

"Mr. Saemon, isn't this what you just threw in?"

The maid's eyes twitched as she looked at the fat and scoundrel-looking Zaemon with a look of disbelief in her eyes.

She was just curious, why did the pig pluck its own hair and throw it into the noodles? Would it taste good this way?

"What did you say? Is this how you treat your guests politely? This is too much. Not only do you have to give me this meal for free, but you also have to pay me five million as compensation."

Chubby Zuoemon threw his chopsticks heavily to the ground, his face full of anger, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"Sir, you..." The maid looked at the plump Saemon in shock.

In such public place, you are actually extorting money so openly?

"Fatty Zaemon, this is Xiao Ai's dinner, why would she ask you for money? Come on, stop causing trouble for others. I don't remember ever teaching you such a thing."

Shin-chan, with a serious face, taught the fat and naughty Saemon a lesson.

I just gave you 1 trillion yen, and now you are trying to extort money from others.

"Since it's free food, just give me 500 million. I don't care. Give me the money, give me the money."

The chubby Saemon lay on the ground and started rolling around, kicking his legs and having a naughty expression on his face.

"Alas." Ai Suotome sighed and shook her head, with a helpless smile on her face.

She thought she had enough knowledge about Zuoemon's shamelessness, but she didn't expect that she had still underestimated him far.

.........

"Master Xiaoxin, just stay here. I still have things to do. I'll come back to accompany you when I'm done."

Su Otome Ai touched Shin-chan's cheek and said goodbye to Shin-chan, who was lowering his head to think about his escape plan, with reluctance in her eyes.

"Fat Zaemon, I hope you will live up to my expectations of you and take good care of Master Shin-chan. You can transfer these people at will."

Suotome Ai nodded to the chubby Saemon and pointed at the black-clad bodyguards standing upright beside him.

"Hei Ji, let's go."

Suotome Ai walked slowly and elegantly in front, lifting the hem of her skirt with a confident smile on her face.

"Yes, Miss Xiaoai."

Hei Ji bowed slightly and followed quickly.

As he left, he looked back at the fat Saemon who was standing in front of the bodyguards, laughing with his head raised, looking like a smug villain.

Heiji frowned slightly, having a vague feeling that something bad was going to happen.

The chubby Zaemon stood in front of the bodyguards, with his head held high and his chest puffed out, his hands behind his waist, looking like a big shot, his eyes full of pride.

"Young ones?"

Chubby Zaemon cleared his throat, a serious expression on his face.

The black-clad bodyguard looked at the plump Saemon who had achieved his goal with a twitching eye.

He silently thought to himself that he was not a gangster from the outside world, but a senior bodyguard of the world-class chaebol Su Otome family!

Their eyes were full of helplessness.