"Hehehe!"
Upon hearing about the pigpen, Spice Ginger's face twisted into a strange smile as he looked at Zheng Hai, whom he was dragging along, with a malicious grin.
Following the lead of the Rat, they drove for another minute and arrived in front of a pigsty's gate. Even from afar, Spice Ginger and his men could smell a stench that was hard to endure.
Nevertheless, they persevered and came here. As Spice Ginger got out of the car, he wrinkled his brow at the unpleasant odor, but at least he wasn't like his subordinates who were covering their noses, afraid to even breathe.
"This place is nice, very fitting for this guy."
Looking at Zheng Hai, who was being dragged down by two subordinates, Spice Ginger waved and signaled them to take Zheng Hai inside.
Hao Jian had been careful with his strikes, only enough to knock him out, but the unconsciousness wouldn't last long. With the drug's effects wreaking havoc inside, Zheng Hai was on the verge of 'awakening.'"
