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Chapter 1693 The smell of shit

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    The two people Ye Hong asked were of course the Fifth Qinglan and Silver Pen Painter who were brought back by Sima Zhengming first.

    "That old man and woman? They are always tied up!"

    Ye Ren¡¯s people immediately took Ye Hong into the island.

    The buildings on the island that have been renovated are still roughly divided into a group of houses in the shape of a long dragon.

    But there is a lot going on inside.

    Countless modern facilities have replaced the original interior decoration of the Ji family.

    There is a martial arts field specially used for ancient martial arts training.

    There is a sandbox simulation room for intelligence analysis.

    There are also chess and card rooms, game rooms, restaurants, KTV for entertainment and relaxation

    There is even a luxurious kennel where they live.

    The entire island is like a miniature town with complete facilities.

    Along the way, Ye Ren members kept saying hello to Ye Hong.

    Immediately, Ye Hong¡¯s adviser Jiang Yuyun also rushed to Ye Hong¡¯s side.

    Ye Hong kept the story short and told Jiang Yuyun the origins of Fifth Qinglan and Silver Pen Painter on the way.

    When Ye Hong came to the place where Fifth Qinglan and Yinbi Painter were imprisoned, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

    "You locked them up with Yoruichi and the others?"

    Ye Hong pointed to the kennel of six mastiffs in front of him, somewhat dumbfounded.

    "Because you failed to disclose their identities, I took it upon myself to imprison them here."

    Jiang Yuyun said from the side: "Do you want to release them?"

    "Forget it, let's go and see them first." Ye Hong waved his hand.

    Although it is a doghouse, their residence is more comfortable than a human residence.

    The huge room was filled with toys for Yoruichi and the others to play with, as well as all kinds of food.

    The eight members of the Seven Poison Cult of the Beast Taming Team were brushing the thick hair on Ye Yi and the others.

    Seeing Ye Hong come in, the six mastiffs jumped up excitedly and kept rushing towards Ye Hong.

    With a look of disgust on his face, Ye Hong pushed away the six sleazy dog ??heads and looked at the eight members of the Seven Poison Cult.

    The members of the Seven Poison Cult all lowered their heads in awe.

    After these days of hard work, these eight people seemed to be showing signs of accepting their fate when they saw that Ye Hong had no intention of letting them leave.

    And as time goes by, they actually find that their lives are much more comfortable now than in the Seven Poisons Sect.

    Every day I just comb Yoichi and the others leisurely, feed them food, play with them occasionally, and take them out for a walk on the island.

    There¡¯s no need to experiment with poisons all day, no need to go out on missions, and no one to take care of them

    Everything is so leisurely and comfortable.

    The eight of them had to admit that they seemed to have become accustomed to and even liked this leisurely dog-walking life.

    After taking a look at these eight people, Ye Hong looked at the corner of the room, and not surprisingly received two sad looks.

    I saw Fifth Qinglan and Yinbi Painter being tightly bound in the corner by the Jueqi Net, unable to move.

    The two nights and one night they pulled, I do n¡¯t know if they intentionally or unintentionally, just at the feet of the two.

    Fifth Qinglan, who has been "educated" by Tibetan Mastiff Baba for a day, is obviously very crazy.

    The moment she saw Ye Hong, she was so angry that she trembled all over and screamed: "Ye Hong! Get me out of this ghost place quickly!!!"

    The silver-pen painter, who had always been indifferent, also said with a serious face: "Little friend, we have something to talk about. Let's get out of here first."

    As he spoke, he couldn't hold himself any longer and couldn't help but retching next to him.

    Apparently when he opened his mouth, he inevitably inhaled a few mouthfuls of the "aroma" of dog shit.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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