The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

"Crack!"

Just as several people were discussing in low voices, the door opened from the inside.

I saw Yu Lianmin tidying up his clothes and saying, "Get that guy's body out, and get someone to help me clean this place."

"Yes, Lian Min is in charge."

When they saw Yu Lianmin with blood on his face and hands, they respectfully agreed and started to get busy.

"Huh! For the sake of the pile of good things that guy sent, give him a good time."

The old man snorted softly, waved his hands pretending to be magnanimous.

"You are always kind in charge."

The sycophant next to him quickly echoed, and hurriedly raised his voice to order: "Come here, get a basin of water, and wait for the steward to wash up."

"You're not bad, you have eyesight."

The old man raised his hand and patted the subordinate in front of him on the shoulder to encourage him, "Work hard, I won't treat you badly."

"Yes, yes. You are so kind to the little one, Mr. Steward."

Feeling the appreciation from his boss, this subordinate really smiled.

"Steward, please."

Another very clever subordinate quickly brought some water with a few petals in it.

Seeing such a thing, an imperceptible chill flashed in the old man's eyes.

But he was restrained very quickly, enjoying the service of his subordinates as if nothing had happened.

"Your boy is not bad either."

He praised, and after washing up, he waved his hands and said, "You guys cleaned up here carefully, the old man went over there and took a look."

After saying that, he left these people behind and strode in another direction.

That appearance, indescribably comfortable.

The other party also hummed an interstellar tune in a happy mood, letting people know that his old man is very happy now.

"Guard Yu, why are you here?"

As soon as Yu Lianmin walked to a certain area in the backyard, someone greeted him, "This is not the place you should be, so why should you go?"

Yu Lianmin looked at the young man in front of him, and couldn't help but smile so that wrinkles formed on his face: "Oh, I see what you said."

"They're all doing things for the superiors, so we can't come here?"

A look of disdain flashed in the young man's eyes: "Hmph, there's a big gap between doing things and doing things."

"You old man, don't mess with me, otherwise, if I kill you, Master Yun will praise me for killing you well."

"Tsk, the young people these days don't know how to respect the old and love the young."

Hearing the young man's threatening words, Yu Lianmin couldn't help but stay away from the young man in fear.

But in his mouth, he muttered unforgivingly: "When the old man was your age, he knew how to wink."

"Didn't it just fall into Master Zheng's eyes? What's the big deal?"

"Without Master Zheng's relationship, how dare you say that about Master Yun?"

The old man walked away from the young man and wanted to move forward while talking, and the words in his mouth did not stop, "This old man really gave you face, you little thing."

"Who are you scolding, you bastard?"

The young man obviously didn't expect that a small manager in the periphery would dare to talk to him like this.

Anyway, he is also the subordinate who follows Master Zheng, and the one above Master Zheng is the most powerful servant of that Master.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved the young man felt, and he chased after Yu Lianmin.

Not long after, the young man strode out from the corner with a face full of disdain, and coolly arranged his clothes.

"I said Qiu Yu, what are you fussing about with an old guy?"

As soon as the young man returned to the place where the hostages were held, one of his companions laughed and joked, "Although we have a relationship with Master Zheng, we still have to save face for Master Yun, right?"

"After all, we are using other people's territory now."

"Hmph, what is the status of Master Zheng? What is the status of Master Yun, so what if we don't give face?"