The black dragon clapped his hands and smiled contemptuously:

"Even a garbage like you, you deserve to shout five or six in front of me?"

As he spoke, the black dragon took a sip at the unconscious yellow-haired man, and then turned his gaze to the person who accompanied the yellow-haired man.

"Huh?"

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