Reborn as a Police Officer in India

Chapter 95 Indian God Oil (Tea)

"Then there's nothing more to say," Rotten said coldly. "But I must remind you that Wes Scindia has taken all the blame. This is not a good thing. If you have the time, you might as well go and persuade him. Although he has committed crimes, some of them are not his. It is foolish to take the blame for others. Captain Bansel, please show him out."

money?
How much money can this be?
Rotun still looked down on it and wanted to make a big profit.

He knew Gosa was still standing at the door, so he shouted without hesitation.

Gosa hurried in and took the two out.

It can be seen that Lisa still wants to fight for her brother, but unfortunately Rotten doesn't want to give her another chance.

After the door closed, Rawdon stood up and ripped open the collar of his police uniform shirt in annoyance.

Something was wrong. He felt something was wrong with his body. He felt hot and his mouth was dry.

I poured some cold water and gulped down three cups in a row. The coldness slightly relieved my hot body.

"Is it really because the weather here is so dry that it's easy to get angry?" Rotun murmured in a low voice.

Just now, Huba told him to drink more water, but he didn't take it seriously. Now it seems that Huba's words have been verified.

But drinking water doesn’t have much effect, which is really strange.

Luoton felt as if he had been drugged by one of those aphrodisiac drugs that often appear in martial arts TV dramas.

Because when he saw Lisa, he almost couldn't control himself.

If he hadn't considered that there was someone beside her and that this was a police station with the door open, he would never have done anything out of the ordinary, so he forced himself to hold back.

This is also the reason why he didn't want to continue talking to Lisa. If he continued like this, he was afraid that he would lose control and something might go wrong.

After Lisa left, Rotten felt a little regretful. Without a woman, was he going to solve the problem with his own hands?
Why can't the women in those martial arts dramas detoxify themselves when they are poisoned like this?
Does it have to be a man or the protagonist picking up a gun and mounting a horse to solve the problem?
This is what Luo Dun has never been able to figure out.

Maybe it's necessary for the plot...

Luo Dun felt that he also urgently needed a plot like this...

"This cup of tea?" Rotun stared at the empty teacup in a daze again.

He felt that his health problems might be related to this cup of tea.

He had this thought just now, but was interrupted by someone who came in.

Because he hadn't eaten anything else since he came to the police station, except for this cup of tea and a few glasses of water.

The water should be fine, so here's the tea.

In particular, Luoton remembered the strange expressions on Huba and the others' faces when they mentioned this cup of tea.

Before, Rotun hadn't figured it out, but now he realized that it must be related to this cup of tea.

Luo Dun quickly remembered the Indian God Oil, which was advertised in various ways and boasted of its miraculous properties, effectively allowing men to last longer and last longer...

And this cup of tea seems to have the same effect, even stronger, Indian God Tea?
Can it stimulate men's nature?
I hope there are no sequelae.

But all the former directors drank it, so I believe it’s not a big problem.

Otherwise, how could this tea shop owner still be alive today?

For me, this reaction is quite strong, and perhaps I can only solve it with my own hands. The effect of the medicine is so strong.

However, if this medicine is really effective, it should be good news for men, especially those who are older or have damaged their kidneys due to excessive indulgence.

This is a rare treasure.

"This is a great business opportunity." This thought suddenly occurred to Luoton.

It seems that I have to find some time to find the tea shop owner and get the recipe myself.

Even if there are any sequelae, they can be improved later.

Even if there really is no way to improve it, it doesn't matter if there are some side effects. This is India, as long as the effect is there. As long as you enjoy it, don't worry about the rest.

This is the Indian version of Viagra, an aphrodisiac drug with great commercial value.

Roton thought that as a policeman his status would improve and he could make money, but it would be best if he had some businesses of his own.

Most of these industries certainly need their own power to protect them, find some people, or white gloves, and use their power to monopolize businesses within a certain range.

This is a common tactic used by the powerful and wealthy in India.

In addition, of course, Rotun also wants to rely on some legitimate means.

Of course, this tea is a bit unconventional. Luoton even thinks it can be used to please his boss.

Which of those bosses doesn't have a bunch of mistresses outside...

As you get older, it’s inevitable that you’ll feel less able to do things.

For them, apart from pursuing promotion in official positions, what could be more important than restoring their masculinity?

Indian magic tea can effectively improve the boss's happiness. When the boss is happy, the credit for the subordinate's achievements will be obtained.

This tea must be developed well and can become an excellent gift.

Just after Roton had been struggling with his thoughts for more than ten minutes, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Rotun could only suppress the evil fire in his body and sit back in the chair.

The door was pushed open and many people came in. Seeing Lisa among them, Roden's eyes lit up.

Other people don’t matter, it’s always a pleasure to see beautiful women.

I had just let Lisa go, but I didn't expect she would dare to come back.

In fact, Rotten thought this way not because tea can help with sex, but because of Lisa's appearance, he would be moved under normal circumstances.

How did Lisa come back? The story starts when she left Rawdon's office.

After she reunited with her parents, she decided to go home first and then find a solution.

As they walked out of the gate of Harreg Police Station, they ran into a group of people.

"Hey~~ Dear Lisa, why didn't you inform me when you came back so that I could pick you up?" The leader was a fat man, about thirty years old.

He had a large gold chain around his neck, as thick as his fingers. Except for his two thumbs, he wore eight large gold rings of various kinds on his ten fingers. He had a gold watch on the left wrist and a gold chain on the right. He exuded the aura of a wealthy man.

If Roton saw this here, he would definitely wonder how to make another piece of gold clothing so that the gold set would be complete.

This is true. In the past life, there was a news report that a wealthy Indian man used 4 kilograms of gold to make a golden shirt and wore it on the street. For safety reasons, he hired four bodyguards to protect him closely.

Seeing the person coming, Lisa's family all showed disgust and wanted to avoid him and leave.

"Hey, we've met. Don't be in a hurry to leave. Say something!" The man immediately blocked Lisa's way, and the dozen or so younger brothers behind him immediately surrounded her.

"Raj, what do you want to do?" Lisa scolded.

"What can I do? I just want to chat with you. How about having a drink with me?" Raj said with a smile.

He is Raj Scindia, the youngest son of the largest local landlord, Har Scindia.

Raj said as he stretched out his claws towards Lisa's face.

Lisa stepped back hastily and just managed to avoid it.

Raj chuckled but didn't continue. He liked Lisa's panicked look.

(End of this chapter)