Here, there are stone stoves set up and some racks for weapons.

It seems to be the event hall where these werewolf traffickers usually gather.

There are several tunnel openings further in, but those lead to the cells used to imprison slaves.

And a place for the werewolf to rest.

The various internal fields are connected to each other, just like the underground dynasty of ants.

——

"Click!"

Black Nine was thrown at the corner of the hall at will.

Seeing this, a werewolf next to Dahei couldn't help but say:

"Aren't you afraid that he will run away if you put him here?"

"Hey, I'm afraid of a ball."

Dahei's face full of confidence:

"This kid was fed poisonous berries by the dead fox. He would never wake up if he didn't sleep for two days.

I'll just take him to the cell at night."

"Then whatever you want, go and have a meal!"

——

On the two stone stoves not far away, there was a big pot on each.

The one on the left contains stewed meat that is unknown.

On the right is the pale leaves with a strange smell.

At this moment, there were already a queue in front of the pot on the right.

There were eight people in total, they were ragged and pale and thin. From their external characteristics, they could only be seen as demons.

All of these people are women, the older ones are in their twenties and the younger ones are only seven or eight years old.
Chapter completed!