"I remember I was a tax collector? One day I found out that the big boss had evaded a large amount of taxes... Why am I here? How could I be so strong? It’s impossible…"
Michael suddenly woke up, panicking about the unfamiliar environment and his body, sweating and panting nervously.
"Relax, this will help you remember your true identity."
The doctor quickly injected another injection into his neck.
The muscular man regained his composure and raised his head with a poker face.
"Now, remember who you are?"
"I am Max. The Boss's bodyguard and debt collector. "
"I will protect The Boss aka my master and obey his orders, ensure the safety of his property and expel annoying public servants from his property."
"Do you remember Michael?"
"He was a pathetic tax collector. I accidentally killed him when I wanted to drive him away. The body and all his traces have been wiped out to ensure that no one can find him."
"At first, the Boss was satisfied with you for stopping the tax collector from harassing him, but because you went too far and killed the guy, you have to accept the punishment in addition to the reward."
"I am grateful for the rewards and punishments my master has given me!"
"Now go to the Boss's bedroom, he has been waiting for you for a long time!"
Max straightened up like a soldier and headed for the Boss's bedroom, the map of the building burned into his mind as if he had been serving his master here for years.
The doctor, who was also the boss's loyal servant, looked at Max's back and snickered. Anyone who caused trouble to his master must be "process" accordingly. Transforming a tax collector who dared to threaten the boss into his debt collector and bodyguard was definitely the most correct treatment.
He couldn't wait for the Boss to finish enjoying the service of his latest slave, and then summon him to the bedroom to give him an extra reward.
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