He stood up tremblingly, and Zheng Zhipeng felt like he was AIDS, and even his legs were powerless.

In fact, drug addiction may not come so quickly, mainly because of his psychological effect. But after all, he is a socialist successor who has received drug hazard education. When he learned that he was addicted to drugs, he was already confused.

"Second Master, what's wrong with you? Did the young man do something wrong? You... don't scare the young man."

Zheng Zhipeng waved weakly: "Get out"

The servant was shocked now, but how dare he really get out of here? He went forward for a moment, either to retreat or backward.

Zheng Zhipeng didn't have the heart to pay attention to him. Various drug rehabilitation promotional videos flashed through his mind like slides. His thin and withered faces seemed to be swaying in his mind. Even their temperaments became perverted and their relatives refused to recognize each other.

I'm afraid the perverted personality of my predecessor is also related to this thing. After all, he is Zheng Zhilong's brother. How could such an original family have a mud that cannot be supported by the wall?

"It's over, it's over, it's over, God, you're going to kill me."

He couldn't think of anything now, and looked at the West Lake in confusion, and a thought happened repeatedly in his mind, it was over, it was over, it was all over.

Or, jump down.

Zheng Zhipeng came up with this idea by a traitor.

Death, die, maybe after death, you can wear it back?

As soon as this thought came out, I couldn't help it. I couldn't help it and walked towards the depths of West Lake little by little. The cold lake water passed through my knees, and a smile appeared on his face, a smile of relief.

The servant beside him was stiff. When he saw Zheng Zhipeng getting into the water, he thought he was doing something. When the water was over, he realized that he was like a bolt from the blue. He rushed up and hugged Zheng Zhipeng's thighs, and died like a ghost crying and howling, and he would not let him walk in any further.

Your elder brother will kill my whole family!

Zheng Zhipeng wanted to kick him away, but found that he couldn't use his strength in the water. To be honest, he was really weak and could not tear the boy at all. For a moment, the two of them were in a stalemate.

But at this moment, an old man's smile suddenly appeared on the water surface. It was his grandfather who clenched his fists with his hands and raised his thumbs up, as if saying to him: "Brother Pao will never put on his belt."

Zheng Zhipeng was shocked all over, as if he suddenly retreated from that kind of infatuation.

"Grandpa...you don't let me die?"

Zheng Zhipeng's body was shocked, and suddenly he felt a bright light.

First of all, he was involved in opium, rather than the white powder that was purified many times in later generations, and he was swallowed. He definitely did not have the drug addiction in later generations. If he overcomes it, he may not have no chance.

"Let's go, I was just kidding you and help me get ashore."

"Really...really?"

Zheng Zhipeng nodded.

The servant cried on the spot: "Master, I beg you. If you are in a bad mood, you can beat me, scold me or even kill me, but you must not make such jokes anymore. The villain... The villain can't stand such scaring, the Fourth Master."

Zheng Zhipeng smiled and comforted him a few words, then his body became weak and fell into his arms. The servant simply carried Zheng Zhipeng back, helped him onto the carriage, and rushed home anxiously.

"Go to my sister-in-law's yard"

"yes"

His family knows his own affairs and wants to quit drugs, but he definitely can't do it. His willpower is at most a middle-class and top-notch. As for his subordinates, he can't rely on them, so he can only rely on foreign players.

His nephew Zheng Sen, Zheng Chenggong, is currently studying in Hangzhou with his mother, Takawa, and lives with him. However, they have their own team, which are all brought by Takawa from Japan, and they have never given much face to Zheng Zhipeng, the fourth master.

If you want to quit drugs, you can only find someone who doesn’t give you face.

When he knocked on the door of the backyard, a maid who was dressed in Ming Dynasty but was obviously a Japanese woman opened the door. Seeing Zheng Zhipeng's pale face, he was shocked and couldn't stand steadily. He hurriedly helped him into the hall and made tea to serve him.

"Second Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister-in-law is here?"

"Mrs. I went to the market to buy things."

"Where is Sen'er?"

"The young master is in class. The wife has instructed me that you can't disturb the young master's class even if you are a big deal. Look at this..."

"It's okay, I won't look for him. Are you there Nishiyi Eemon?"

“Oh, here, here,"

Eemon Jinyi is Zheng Chenggong's guard leader, and he is the samurai of his mother's Takawa family. He is a member of his mother's family. He is loyal to his mother and has followed more than forty ronin under his command, each with great skills.

After a while, Eemon Nishi arrived, respectfully saluted, and said in Daming's words with a slightly stiff and strong Japanese accent: "Second Master, are you looking for me? Is there anything wrong?"

"Yuemon, I beg you to do me a favor, now you can only help me."

"Please say it."
Chapter completed!