svetikya Chapter 181
Chapter 181
Ma Long was startled and quickly sniffed on his clothes.
Well, it's good, although I haven't bathed for a few days, it doesn't emit a peculiar smell, and if you want to talk about the taste, there is only a smell of male hormones that attract the opposite sex.
Think again, no, I didn't touch Perona much? Could it be that the massage was discovered in the water capital?
"You dog-nosed, how long has it been since then."
Ain pouted, "Is there really any?"
"It's just a few average masseurs, how could I possibly be interested in them?" Each and every one of you is much more beautiful than them. "
Oh, more than Stockby..." She couldn't say the ugly two words, after all, they were colleagues, and those two words hurt people's self-esteem.
Marlon nodded hard, Dolby? Come on, if the massage technician looks like that, the massage shop is waiting to be smashed and closed!
Ain thought for a while, and grabbed Marlon's arm: "Come with me."
Then under the peeking peek of the naval soldiers in the distance, Malone was dragged into the makeshift dormitory area.
"Ahhh, Colonel Ain, my goddess!" A teenager who had just joined the Navy felt that his faith was about to collapse.
"Shut up, that's Major General Mallon, there is no woman in this world that he is not worthy of." An old navy said.
"Is the Major General that good? Woo hoo, my Colonel Ain!
"Hmph, don't say Colonel Ayn, Lieutenant Colonel Renice, Lieutenant Colonel Satty Jr., and even Captain Dorcy are not what a little bug like you can think, work hard and strive to become a big man like Major General Marlon, so that you can enjoy all kinds of high-quality beauties."
"Oh, I will definitely work hard, for the beauty!"
The only dormitory was occupied by Malone and his immediate subordinates, and Garcia, although also a subordinate, was driven to another dormitory to live with Weber and other soldiers.
This temporary dormitory is, to put it bluntly, a small manor, with a living room, dormitory, martial arts arena and even a torture room.
As Marlon passed the torture chamber, he could hear the strange laughter of little Sati and Shanatia, as well as the screams of a man.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Prisoners who want to escape, are teaching lessons." "Recently, the number of escaped prisoners has increased, and sometimes the two of them can take a dozen guests a day.
A black line appeared on Ma Long's head, "Don't say it so badly, but it's not a way to go on like this, you have to find a way to solve it."
"Are you going to solve the escapees?" Ain got to the heart of the matter.
"Idiot, am I that horny for killing?" Marlon patted her head.
"Isn't it?" Ain was not convinced.
Marlon scratched his head, it seems that there really is!
He had killed five thousand people on Masan Island not long ago, and for whatever reason, his reputation as a murderous maniac had already borne it.
But in fact, he will not kill meaninglessly, he will not touch people without conflict, he will not attack civilians and innocent people, if he really loves to kill, everything will turn into hell, and there will be no living person left on Zombie Island. Killing too much will make the heart gradually cool, become close to people, and sooner or later even feelings will be lost.
Killing is selective, and the soul needs to be purified after killing, which is why Ma Long recruits so many beautiful subordinates, look at the beauty, the heart will be purified! There was a reason why the ancient emperor did not come early, because his heart had been purified too much and he had forgotten what he was for. But Marlon will not, he is not an emperor, he will not indulge in gentle country, he will control this degree well.
"Well, let's gather everyone together later, and we'll discuss how to solve this problem."
"Okay, it doesn't matter if that kind of thing is later, come with me now!"
Malone was dragged into the room and pressed by Ain to sit in a chair.
"Do you like massages?" Ain lowered her head and said in Marlon's ear.
Marlon tilted his head and rubbed his lips on Ain's face.
Ain immediately covered his face and got up, his face flushed.
"What for? Do you want to sneak up on me? "Marlon wicked sued first.
Ain stomped his foot in anger, his eyes flashing with danger, and he couldn't wait to use his ability to turn Marlon into a child now.
But after thinking about it, he held back, a kind smile appeared on his face, and a pair of small hands kneaded on Marlon's shoulders.
"If you like massage, you can find me." She said breathlessly.
Ma Long was a little distracted, and pretended to be calm and said: "I'm afraid you won't be able to do this hard work."
"Who said that!"
Ain immediately rolled up his sleeves and started drying, kneading Marlon's neck and shoulders.
Who doesn't like massage?
With a rippling smile on Marlon's face, the whole person seemed to float to the clouds.
Although Ain's technique is not good, it is relatively durable, after all, it is practiced, the technicians are ordinary people, and it is too tiring to massage Ma Long's muscular dense flesh.
After pressing for a while, Ain got tired and rubbed his arms.
Seeing this, Ma Long said, "I'll press it for you."
He smiled innocently and let Ain fall for him.
The hands were honestly massaged for less than two minutes, and they began to wander dishonestly towards other places.
In Ain's hand, pink flames appeared.
"Are you playing with any bad idea, housekeeper." Malone asked.
"It's a major general playing some bad idea!" Ain gritted her teeth.
"Oooh, sorry, you know, hands are sometimes not listening."
Ain couldn't wait to turn around and slap the fire on Marlon's face.
At this time, the door opened, and Renice walked in with a stack of papers, glanced at the two casually, and stood on the side quietly watching the play.
Ma Long's movements were slow, did he press it honestly or how to deal with it? It's actually embarrassing to do so.
"Renice, you..."
He was just opening his mouth, when suddenly, Ain turned sharply, and a ball of fire shot at Marlon's face.
"Bang bang!"
"Ouch!"
A flash of pink flashed, and the soft clothes fell to the ground.
Ain looked at his smaller body and wanted to cry without tears.
When her fire almost hit Marlon in the face, Marlon grabbed her wrist and slapped the fire back on herself!
This time stealing chickens does not erode the rice, and the lady loses and folds the army.
"Woo, Major General bullied me!"
Her small body sat on a chair, covered in wide clothes.
"I didn't, don't talk nonsense, obviously you prank yourself, don't say, little you look very cute, do you want your uncle to hug you?"
How can a little girl not be cute? Now Ain is just a little hairy girl about six years old, which is a cute age.
"Yay! Perverted! Ain rubbed her arms so that she wouldn't let the monster hold her.