With only a new pair of shorts left, Jessie Chou wandered on the special bed, and the two maids began to use professional techniques to help him relax.

The massage technique is very good, and the touch also made him feel the professionalism of this massage. Zhou Jiexi was thinking now whether to arrange two such people on her own plane so that they can do so at any time when they fly on the plane in the future.

After enjoying for a few hours, Zhou Jiexi made a happy decision, and later sent the children in her village to a training school to learn about life science massage. This is indeed very effective, and I may be able to promote this massage method in the United States in the future, although it is now more famous.

After resting for an afternoon, Zhou Jessie had a beautiful dinner in the evening, which was still Indian food. Before he was tired of eating, he still wanted to eat more so that he would not want to eat it later.

Foods from all countries have their own characteristics and advantages. Whether it is dark or beautiful, Jessie Chou thinks that as long as it is delicious. As for the housekeeper asking him, there is a country-style dung cake, he directly refused, joking, dark cooking, dark cooking, he still can't mix the need to taste good food and eat beef fat, even if it adds more. The seasoning, in essence, is still just a piece of manure.

Some weird foods, even bodyguards who can eat rat meat raw, can't stand it. Jessie Chou is okay. The familiar insect food is no problem for him. Some deep-fried insects, some are like seafood shrimps, are crunchy and crunchy. If you bite off in your mouth, you still carry them with them. Point the unique raw flavor of plants.

The taste is okay, but there is still a gap with Zhizuo, which he liked to eat when he was a child. Fortunately, the combination of various seasonings stretched the taste extremely high. These kinds of things, let alone others, are indeed very high in protein supplementation.

At night, he was not in the mood to go to the outside village to see. When he was outside in the sky, he saw a pile of earthen huts, not only short, but also looking desolate.

Compared with the rural areas of the Heavenly Dynasty, the gap is far too far. The rural areas along the coast have small villas. Even if there are no small villas, they are built with several floors of cement. It is clear here that some plants are covered with several layers of plastic waterproofing.

When he was in the sky, he saw many shaggy people sitting outside, and a few dogs running around. Compared with his manor, it is really the distance between two worlds.

Going to his shooting range, the automatic transmitter inside launched the Frisbee into the air. He picked up a legal shotgun, aimed, designed, and "banged" the Frisbee to pieces.

After two consecutive shots, Jessie Chou aimed at the design, "Bang Bang" again.

"Papa..." The Indian servant who was waiting on the side saw Jiexi Zhou looking at him, and immediately clapped his hands in admiration.

"Haha... yes, speed it up!" These words are in Hindi. The servant in front of me is a 14-five-year-old, dressed in clothes that are good for work, and is a girl.

The facial features are pretty good, but the skin is too dark, she is a typical Indian woman. The advantage of the face is that the eyes are particularly agile.

"Good master." The servant responded immediately, and then pressed the trigger button.

There were three more frisbees in the sky immediately, and Jessie Chou felt that this time she had eagle eyes and the touch of an elf, aiming at "boomboom..."

The posture is beautiful and picturesque, but unfortunately, a small corner is missing if one of them is missed.

"Well, there was a sudden gust of wind!" Before the frisbee had fallen, he quickly made up another shot.

"Bang!" The frisbee was torn apart.

"Master, you are really the best shooter." The little servant risked being punished and began to flatter Chou. She also has some thoughts of her own. She hopes that her intelligence and flexibility can be appreciated by her master, so that she can send her to study, cultivate a better her, and serve her master.

Jessie Chou shrugged, "I think so too, haha..."

The bodyguard who was waiting not far away cast his mouth in disdain, and the boss fought with his bare hands. Each of them was not an opponent. But with a gun, the boss can only say the highest level among amateurs, and there is still a gap between professional.

That is, it is a little bit more bullish than the average policeman, and a little bit less, but when the time comes, it depends on the mentality. This still occupies his regular shooting, coupled with the characteristics of a very stable hand, otherwise there is no such foundation.

"Little guy, go ahead!" Chou Jiexi shouted.

"Yes Master!"

The high-fidelity searchlights in the manor made the sky exceptionally bright, and the flying discs that were launched were also fluorescent, which was specially set for playing at night. After he had shot out more than a hundred bullets, he felt like he was almost done.

With a beckoning, the three servants who had been waiting by the side immediately stepped forward. One is helping a chair, one is holding a towel, and the other is holding a plate with juice in it.

As soon as Jessie Chou sat down, he was fanned and handed drinks.

"It is said that the service in Japan is good, but Nima hasn't come to India. The caste system has come down for thousands of years. This is truly servile. This is what life is like. Blacks and whites outside are the watchdogs. , India Asan waits on the inside."

As he said, he remembered that he still had a Japanese secretary. If it weren't for him not to eat grass, maybe he could be a secretary when he was okay.

The one who moved the chair was the strongest of his two-legged horses, and he looked a little less sturdy than the Indians. Jessie Chou likes his sturdy subordinates, so he brought him to serve.

The other two are just average, but just like that, they are longer and stronger than the Indians outside.

"Ada, do you have any bulldogs here?" Zhou Jiexi asked like that strong one.

The two-legged horse, who had no good name before, was directly called Ah Da.

Hearing this, Ah Da immediately replied: "Our village has the most fierce hound, the bear greyhound, also called the bear hound. They are very aggressive and energetic. They like to run around all the time, and they are also very cold-resistant."

"Oh", if Jessie Chou plans to raise a few by himself, this kind of great goal of holding a bunch of doglegs around Huang Cang right, that is, playing here in India, he seems to be able to feel stress-free.

"Take a few here tomorrow. It makes sense for us to have some hounds in such a big manor!" said Zhou Jiexi.

"Yes, my master." Ah Da responded immediately, but after a pause, seeing that the owner was in a good mood, he added another sentence, "The security guards in the manor are equipped with hound patrols, but they are usually there. Inside the house."

"Oh? Do we have a dog here? What kind of dog?" Zhou Jiexi was a little curious, but it was normal to think about it. In such a large manor, besides electronic equipment, some security dogs are definitely needed. They are right. The smell is extremely sensitive.

"When Lord Borden came, he asked the security department to bring a group of Brazilian and Napoleon mastiffs." Ah Da quickly said, resolutely not letting go of an opportunity to behave in front of the owner.

"Brazilian nightmare dog and gang guard?" Zhou Jiexi muttered himself, how could he not know these two kinds of dogs because he works as a ranch. This kind of dog looks awesome, but in fact it is also very awesome. It is the worst of the guard dogs.

It used to be used to track down slaves, and it was almost always accurate. The only downside is that I like to drool, and when I scream, my saliva is flying all over the sky.

A Er on the side seemed to see the opportunity and immediately added another sentence, "Great master, we still have a few Japanese Tosa dogs in the manor. They are usually quiet, but they killed a pariah who stole into the manor some time ago. Processing."

This dog Jessie Chou didn't like it very much. He didn't bark and looked unhappy at all. It was really a dog that killed him without barking.

"Is our dog okay?" he asked casually.

"Very well, it's just being defiled by the untouchables. Those Dartleys are really disgusting. They should really be expelled from the village."

Jessie Zhou would not respond to Ah San's kind of brainless talk. Many people at the bottom of India are of this kind. Where can they go? Social aristocrats hate them, so can they really be rejected? If it weren't for them to set off and contribute to the slaves, how would it reflect the status and life of the aristocracy in society?

When Jessie Chou was resting here, the servant carefully wiped the offer machine and put it away. The busy side over there and the enjoyment situation made him a little bit embarrassed. It was okay to call a man, and it was a bit strange to ask a little girl to do so many things.

"Aliha, come here!" Zhou Jiexi beckoned to the little servant. Zhou Jiexi didn't know what the name meant, but he knew what her last name meant. It's straightforward, and it means sweeping the floor.

Anyway, India is a weird country, and they can't do the work of a coachman if they sweep the floor. The coachman can't grab the footman's job, and other odds and ends are similar. Fortunately, the times have evolved and they are not as strict as before, but at least it can be seen from some surnames that they are low-race people.

This is far more fierce than the ancient times of the celestial dynasty. In the ancient times of the celestial dynasty, there were still poor people who were able to serve as officials, imperial examinations and so on all had a chance to get ahead. Reading or something can be allowed, India is simply a slave society up to now.

"San, give me a glass of juice." Zhou Jiexi said to the servant on the side.

Hello, everyone, I am the little demon.

Don't open the forest! It’s all tears. Yesterday at noon, on the 17th, the phone was stolen from someone. Something happened to the computer at night, and part of the manuscript was saved for a substitute and couldn’t be retrieved. Why am I so unlucky? They are still the kind of chapters that have just been cut, and they were uploaded to the Internet to save them, and something went wrong. Recently, there is no bad character!

Fortunately, there is a part of the storage on the network disk, and the loss will not be serious. Today, it seems that I have to work overtime.

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