In the backyard of Zheng's house, howling like a pig slaughtering sound came.

"Yuemon...I'll kill you!! I'll kill you!! You can let go of me so quickly!"

A basin of cold water poured over.

"Ah~~~~!! Eemon, wait for me!!"

Hum~, another basin of cold water.

"Brother~, I'm fine, I'm really fine. Please let me go. Look, I'm so normal now. I've already quit drugs. Please give me a sip."

Hurry~

"Kill...kill me, please, kill me."

Hurry~

I have to say that these Japanese people are sometimes useful. If they were the guys under their command, they would have let them go long ago.

At this time, Zheng Zhipeng was still awake, but his nerves were almost on the verge of collapse. He really hoped that he could faint. In the past, he heard people biting an ant in the crack of his bones, and thought it was just an exaggeration. Now it seems that it is really not true.

Now Zheng Zhipeng has only one idea in his mind, either give me opium or kill me. It is so painful to live that he regrets being born.

After a while, Takawa, Zheng Chenggong's mother, ran over. When he saw the Yuei goalkeeper Zheng Zhipeng tied to the pillar and tortured him, he was immediately scared and said furiously: "Yueii, what are you doing?"

She was speaking Japanese, and Zheng Zhipeng couldn't quite understand. After the two of them talked for a while, they probably explained Yuemon, but Takawa didn't believe it. They were just a few big mouths. They threw the round wheels on their faces, making Jinyi Yuemon feel aggrieved and helpless. Then Takawa hurried over to untied the rope for Zheng Zhipeng. He used a mouthful of Daming dialect that was harder than Yuemon and could not understand if he didn't listen carefully, saying, "Fourth Uncle, how are you doing? Is it okay? If you have someone, how can I explain to your brother!"

Speaking of which, the relationship between Tianchuan and Zheng Zhipeng is really special. She is a noble girl from a noble family and has never looked down on Zheng Zhipeng, a prodigal son, especially as a thief, who is not allowed to contact Zheng Chenggong. However, as the saying goes, the eldest sister-in-law is more than her mother and younger brother-in-law. Ethically, she cannot really ignore Zheng Zhipeng, so she is very good at treating Zheng Zhipeng in terms of behavior, but she doesn't have much contact. She obviously lives in a big mansion, but she doesn't meet again for three or two months.

"Sister-in-law~ Give me a mouthful."

"What are you giving?"

"Give me a mouthful..."

Fortunately, I was a little rational after all. I stopped the car at the critical moment and began to roll around the ground frantically. I scratched my body with my hands. The scratched were covered with blood marks, and shouted: "Kill me, kill me, sister-in-law, please, kill me~"

Takawa was so scared that he stood stupidly like a fool, not knowing what to do.

After a while, another slightly childish voice came to join in the fun: "Uncle Fourth? What's wrong with you, Uncle Fourth?"

"Sen...Sener..."

"Fourth Uncle?"

Zheng Zhipeng's face looked ferocious, and all the blood vessels on his head seemed to pop out all of a sudden, with snot and tears everywhere, and his hands were holding his body full of blood marks, just like an evil ghost in hell.

"Quick, grab his hand and don't let him tick that way."

Zheng Zhipeng himself didn't know where Yili came from, and almost let out a low roar from his throat: "Mori, hurry up, tie up the fourth uncle again, Shinyoumon~ Shinyoumon!!"

Then he rolled up all over the ground, saying all kinds of crazy words that were unrestrained, asking them to kill themselves, and then saying they wanted to kill them. Sometimes they would even say he would give him a mouthful, but they would never say he could give him a mouthful of anything.

The mother and the mother exchanged a few more words with Euemon in Japanese dialect, as if they were sure that this was indeed what Zheng Zhipeng said. Just now, Euemon's mouth seemed to be wronged, so they hurriedly tied him to the pillar again.

Zheng Zhipeng felt that he was in hell now, with no good spots on his body from head to toe. Yuemon poured several buckets of cold water on him, but he had no use. So he began to use his head to hit the pillar behind him, and it made bloody, hoping that he could faint.

TV series kills people. In fact, if the back of the head is hit, it is much easier to kill than to faint. However, at this time, hitting and killing may be better than being alive.

Ten-year-old Zheng Chenggong made a quick decision: "Hurry up, put the pillow on him, tie his head and stuff it into his mouth, don't let him bite his tongue."

So the world began to become pure.

Zheng Zhipeng was like a big silkworm pupa, whimper, no one knew what he was talking about. His whole body twisted and twisted on the pillar, and his expression on his face was similar to that of a ghost. Takawa, Zheng Chenggong, Jin Yi and Eimon, looked at each other for a moment, and no one dared to leave, and he didn't know what to do.

"Eemon, go to the front yard to ask, what's wrong with the fourth brother?"

"yes."

After a while, the person who had followed Zheng Zhipeng before was brought here. Seeing that Zheng Zhipeng had become so virtuous, he was so scared that he was soft on the spot. He pissed down his trouser legs.

"The Fourth Master went out with you today?"

“Yes…yes.”

"So, do you know what kind of illness is Fourth Master?"

"I...I don't know anything!"

With a big mouth, Eemon Nishi personally took action, and immediately a burst of blood came out. Takawa said in a stiff Daming speech: "Master, what happened to such a big thing, tell me you don't know anything?"

"I...I...Fourth Master, what's wrong with you, Fourth Master, Fourth Master, you..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Tianchuan said: "Sen'er, you go back to your room and read first."

"this……"

The servant was so scared that he hugged Zheng Chenggong's thigh, regardless of whether the etiquette was appropriate or not, and howled with tears, "Young Master, please help me, please help me."

The servant knew very well that Tianchuan was as gentle as the water in West Lake on weekdays, but after all, he was the daughter of Daming of Japan, Zheng Zhilong's real wife, and even the couple had been in different places all year round. They had never heard of any woman with a certain identity around Zheng Zhilong. Who treats this woman as a rabbit? Then he is a real rabbit.

He was sure that once the young master left this room, he would be dead, and he would not die well.

On the contrary, this young master grew up reading sages and never killed anyone. He is quite kind-hearted, so he is much more useful than asking for Takawa.

Zheng Chenggong was indeed sympathetic and said, "Mom, I think this matter must have nothing to do with him. Otherwise, with the character of the fourth uncle, how could this slave survive until now? Let me ask."

Tianchuan opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but Zheng Chenggong had already snatched the talk and asked the servant, "What did the fourth uncle do before he came to my house?"

The servant naturally repeated it all in detail.

Tian Chuan was confused when he heard this, but Zheng Chenggong looked moved and walked to Zheng Zhipeng and said, "Xiaoyao ointment?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Zheng Zhipeng twisted his whole body as if he was shaking when he heard this.

"Xiaoyao ointment?"

"Woooooooooooooo~"

"It seems that the problem is on this Xiaoyao ointment. I'll ask you, how long has it been since the Fourth Uncle has taken Xiaoyao ointment?"

"The last time the Fourth Master took Xiaoyao ointment was the night before yesterday. He was so happy that he ate half of the box in one breath. Then he suddenly fainted and kept getting weird after waking up."

"I understand. It seems that this so-called Xiaoyao ointment cannot be cut off. If it is cut off, it will become what it is now."

When Tianchuan heard this, he couldn't help but feel surprised: "Then... Isn't it okay for us to keep going? Our family is not short of that little money, so why should we suffer so much?"

"Mom is such a bad word. How can my fourth uncle be controlled by a mere drug? Look at how he looks now, he still has some decent attitude? Besides, Yan Zhi has no bad hands behind him, so he will not use this to threaten his fourth uncle in the future. If he cannot get rid of the dependence on this thing, the fourth uncle will be ruined. I think this is what the fourth uncle should mean, Euemon, what do you think?"
Chapter completed!