"So that's it," the middle-aged man nodded, "You know this is extremely dangerous, so you want to sacrifice yourself to leave a way out for the three of them?"
"Wrong," Qin Mengyao's expression was cold, "It's just that the upcoming battle is not suitable for them to participate in."
"Boss, stop wasting time talking to her." A burly man with a stubble beard looked up and down Qin Mengyao's mature and alluring body with a lustful gaze, especially her long legs.
"Tsk tsk, if I could be squeezed by those long legs, I'd be willing to live ten years less."
An old man with a sickly appearance also chimed in with interest, "Those legs, I could play with them for a year and never get tired."
Seeing that the Poison Blood Profound Crocodile's Golden Core was within reach, and his lifespan was temporarily secure, he began to indulge in his desires.
The middle-aged man felt a sense of unease, but he was already riding the tiger and couldn't back down. He waved his hand, "Take action!"
