"Don't, don't touch them." Cold Crocodile saw a group of brothers eager to move, immediately shouted to stop them, because right now, his little life is in Wang Xiaoqiang's hands.
"Cold Crocodile, what do you mean?" The big fat man turned his gaze to Cold Crocodile, "You called everyone here with one call, and then you don't give any benefits. Cold Crocodile, what are you planning? Are you trying to monopolize the two Golden Blood Boys?"
"Yes, Cold Crocodile, we are your brothers, but not your lackeys. Do you think we come and go at your command? You've miscalculated,"
"Perhaps he never treated us as brothers in the first place."
The five of them voiced their dissatisfaction with Cold Crocodile, who was known for his calm and calculating nature, which his brothers didn't appreciate. Now seeing him speak like this, they naturally didn't buy it.
