Three severely injured and dying Flying Dragons were dragged out from the 'Mansion'.
Wu Heng and a few others crouched to one side, looking at the three tightly bound Flying Dragons.
"Two males, one female," Wu Heng said.
One could still distinguish the gender of these Flying Dragons from the situation under their bellies.
"Is the master planning to keep them?" the lop-eared rabbit Annette asked curiously.
"When we took out the Dragon Trafficking Team, they were breeding these Flying Dragons from a young age; we can give it a try too," Wu Heng stood up again, directing Skeleton to throw the three dragons into a nearby iron cage.
He had originally planned to raise them in the Zombie World.
But there were quite a few members of the rescue team there lately, and those people would have to leave eventually.
He still didn't want them to know too much.
"Do we need to prepare some food for them?" Mini asked.