Master Pharmacist!Please take medicine!

The young master's escort... really troublesome.Yinsang stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, surrounded by row upon row of high-rise buildings, and the continuous flow of cars underneath, which looked a bit like looking down on all sentient beings.

An exquisite-looking Japanese-French mixed race sitting on the main seat frowned and complained that the donuts bought by his subordinates were too bad, and he raised his hand and poured tea on the man's face.

Suzuki Suzuki, the young master of the Suzuki Consortium, one of the largest chaebols in Edo, was the focus of this work, and the client requested that the young master be escorted to France.I heard that this Suzuki is not simple, he has some collusion with heaven and man, and has also involved several gangsters. It is a period of turmoil, but Chairman Suzuki has no means of doing things in France, so he has to entrust Master to escort the young master there.

Yinsang cast a glance back at the young master's domineering look.It's the type I'm least good at dealing with... so troublesome...

But...Yin Sang looked at the unlimited zeros on the check in her hand, and smiled evilly.

With a lot of money, it's easy to talk about anything. Yinsang, I can't get along with anyone, not money.

The young master, who has been surrounded by people since he was a child, has an unusual temper, and the next elevator will have Yin Sang and the others to carry it.

"The old man gave you money, so you will serve me." The young master raised his head and shouted arrogantly.

Asking someone to recite it is too... This young master is already eighteen or nine years old, and he has already passed the age for someone to recite it.

The young master asked everyone around him to see it even more than this, and it was no wonder that he had already seen it.

"Okay, then young master, you are done squatting." Yinsang didn't feel much, and squatted under her body.It directly used the posture of a child riding on the neck, with the neck placed under the young master's crotch.

Another dog who only knows how to flatter... Osamu Suzuki couldn't help but sneered.

Then, the white-haired curly-haired man immediately stood up.The huge momentum caused Xiu's head to hit the metal above the elevator head-on, his brain roared in pain, staring at him, and he fell to the ground immediately.

"Master!" The impact was so severe that everyone present could hear the sound of their heads hitting the elevator.

The bodyguard rushed to help him, Suzuki Osamu shook off the hand that was about to come to help him, with physical tears still hanging on his face, he pointed at Yinsang fiercely, "You did it on purpose!"

Yinsang folded her hands in her kimono indifferently, and lazily looked down at Osamu Suzuki, "It's just a miscalculation, I thought the young master is just a baby who needs help changing diapers, how did you know you are so tall, young master?"

"You!" Suzuki blushed, and then calmed down and said, "You are not afraid that I will tell the old man." Yinsang analyzed a little, and the old man he was talking about should be his father, and then said, "Your father only wants us to live. Send you there, as for how to live..."

There was a terrible red light in the man's eyes, and he smiled ferociously like a demon, "Then we have the final say."

Why is the young master who has never been in the world an opponent like Yinsang who has been in the society for many years but has achieved nothing?

Neck is cold.

The young master cried and clamored not to take the plane, but Yinsang and the others had no choice but to take the water route, starting from the Sea of ​​Japan to the South China Sea, then bypassing the Strait of Malacca, crossing the Indian Ocean, crossing the Atlantic Ocean, and finally arriving at the Bay of Biscay. There are many more routes.

However, Yinsang was not in a hurry, wishing that the route would be longer.

After all, luxury tours with all-inclusive board and lodging are rare.

At this moment, Yinsang and the others are sitting at the front of the luxury yacht, wearing grass skirts and sunglasses, basking in the scorching sun, and they are still making the sound of "waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" just like the aborigines.

Osamu Suzuki was sitting inside, clutching the crystal glass with ten fingers, and his fingers turned white due to excessive force.He felt like he was being taken advantage of, paying these people to go on vacation.He was frightened by these people, and he didn't dare to ask them to serve him.

Examples are as follows:

Suzuki Osamu, who just got up and walked out of the room, looked at Yinsang with a messy hair wandering outside, made a wicked smile, and clapped his fingers

"Common people, wait for me to wash up."

The eyes with white hair and curly hair were still blurred into a line, and he turned his head sluggishly, "Wash?"

In the next second, Osamu Suzuki was dropped by the rope and placed on the sea level.

"Wash your germ-ridden face with salt water."

"You... Gulululu... this... Gulululu... bastard... Gulululu..." Suzuki Osamu struggled on the surface of the sea, the sea was so hot that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Ah, what did you say?" The curly white hair listened carefully with his ears sideways, "Master, did you say you want deep care, I understand."

A boulder was thrown from above with a "snap" and hit Suzuki's face directly. He fainted on the spot and almost sank into the sea.

Not long after the Shen Hai incident, Osamu Suzuki, who had recovered, came out again to commit suicide. Seeing Kagura feasting outside, disposing of all the food around him at the speed of light, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he waved for someone to call her in.

The girl wearing a cheongsam with two chubby thongs was quiet and cute, she opened her blue eyes and asked, "Young Master, what do you want me for?"

Suzuki Osamu listened to the insinuating title, his mind was tensed, and he secretly hated, don't blame me for being unkind.

He stepped on his feet and placed them on the glass table in arrogance, "At any rate, I have hired you, and I have to do things after I get the money. Clean my shoes."

Cheng Liang's leather shoes reflected the sun's light, and it was obvious to find fault.

Kagura didn't refuse either, and with a "tear" sound, he tore off a piece of cloth from Suzuki's pants and wiped it from his ankle to his toe.

With a "wow", the leather of the shoes and socks were wiped off the instep.

"Ah!!!!" Suzuki screamed while clutching his feet.

"Sorry," the girl looked at the bloody shoe-shine cloth on her hand, and said without sincerity, "My hand slipped."

Suzuki, who had just recovered from his foot injury, felt that he needed to establish the authority of his employer, so he put on a villainous face at a dinner, he picked up a piece of fried medium-rare steak, and put a contemptuous smile on his face "The so-called dogs should be obedient when they eat the food given by us humans, don't you think?"

According to the next script, he should be contemptuously throwing the meat aside, and the hounds at the side immediately crawled up to eat it. He stroked the dog's hair gorgeously, and looked at the white-haired curly hair with a warning smile. He was so frightened that he bowed his head to Chen Chen, saying that he would never dare to do anything wrong again.

But before he could throw the meat to the ground, the long, black, straight girl who had always been silent jumped up.As a wolf in his previous life, Shui Xiu, who is obsessed with meat, naturally can't watch meat being wasted.So she grabbed Suzuki's hand hard, and Suzuki's wrist made a "click" sound, bending in a strange arc, the beef broke away from the chopsticks, drew a graceful arc in the air, and fell straight into the mouth of the water sleeve middle.

"Ah!!!!" Looking at the broken wrist, Suzuki screamed again.

There are countless things like this, such as punching his back and punching him until he vomits blood, adding red bean chili bean paste vinegar kombu to his cone, putting diapers in his room "intimately" at night, etc. In the early morning, a few people sang K wildly on the yacht... After living so long, it was the first time that Osamu Suzuki was completely exposed to the darkness of society.

These people must be spies sent by the enemy, otherwise, how can I be punished to death.Suzuki thought angrily.

The author has something to say: Shouldn’t Shuang even praise me?