The wooden bridge Li Chunhua was crossing quaked because of the weight she was carrying. Each one of the huge, four-meter-long crocodiles was around 500 to 650 kg, and every step she took produced creaking noises as if it would break any time.
Long Haoran, who was holding the two colorful chickens, stopped in his tracks and waited for his insane gang leader to pass the bridge.
As his eyes latched on the two large monsters trying to twist their bodies out of the delicate pair of arms, he regretted commenting about their porky texture. He couldn't understand why this woman, who was so afraid of the crocodiles before, changed her attitude the moment he stated it was edible.
She became no longer afraid and even took her time amidst the rioting monsters to select the healthiest crocodiles amongst the pack to bring them back and raise them as livestock.
Is she not afraid to get eaten instead?
To make matters worse,
