Chapter 62: Effect lever

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Ding Ye saw that it was a biscuit.

The key is that it is in the shape of a bone.

Isn't this dog food?

Ding Ye's face suddenly became dark, and he couldn't even lower his mouth.

"Brother Han told you to eat it. Are you deaf?" Sun Feixiong raised his hand and slapped Ding Ye on the forehead.

This slap fan was not heavy, but Lord Ding rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

Jiang Han directly gave this cargo a stare of death.

Sun Feixiong scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Brother Han, yes, sorry, I'm excited, excited."

"Die, then forget it, make up for him." Jiang Han waved his hand.

"Not dead, not dead!"

Ding Ye was very consciously pinching people, and he woke up: "Jiang Ye, I will eat!"

As he said this, the hero lowered his head tremblingly.

Because his arms were maimed by Jiang Han, he could only lie on the ground like a dog, swallowing biscuits in his mouth.

The taste of biscuits is sweet and fragrant.

After eating it, the whole body pain was greatly reduced without saying anything.

The only bad point, it's harder!

Lord Ding's gums were soft, and he could only chew while chattering, and the blood and blood flowed.

"How does it taste?" Jiang Han was curious.

What kind of animal food can make other animals become foodies, and they are willing to be driven by the Mayans.

"Hackle, harp."

Lord Ding couldn't respond, like a three-year-old child, completely immersed in the joy of biscuit.

At the end of the meal, this product didn't forget to scrape the halazi at the corner of his mouth with his hands and put it in his mouth.

Looking at the beauty Ding Ye eats, Sun Feixiong and the others are a little dumbfounded.

It's just a piece of dog food, is it so delicious?

Um!

The effect visible to the naked eye should be very delicious.

"Brother Han, does this thing really make people obedient?" Sun Feixiong asked in a low voice.

"Of course, or you try." Jiang Han smiled.

"Master Ding, called Grandpa." Sun Feixiong pointed to Jiang Han.

Without a word, Master Ding respectfully knelt at Jiang Han's feet, wheezing with his tongue and shouting: "Grandpa, grandpa..."

"Fuck, this is not food poisoning, right?" Sun Feixiong widened his eyes.

Jiang Han also felt something was wrong.

What he wanted was Lord Ding, not a dog.

Can this thing do a bird job?

"Wen Yan, how to break it?"

Ask Wen Yan for something, Jiang Han summoned decisively.

A soft smile came over: "Master, this is a tame beast. It can make them follow instructions like pets. When they digest, they will regain their instincts."

"understood!"

"Go, take him up."

The smell of blood in the room was too pungent, and Jiang Han decided to heal Lord Ding first.

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