The village chief couldn't understand why the people in their village were so obedient, standing quietly beside Song Yan.
However, as the torch flickered, a metallic glint reflected into the village chief's eyes.
He guessed it.
"Doctors' hands are for healing and saving lives. Have you never even killed a chicken?" Several pampered city dwellers, especially the two youngest women, said in a coquettish tone.
The one speaking now is one of them.
It was her who came out!
"Dad! Don't let Uncle move around!"
They're really amazing.
Murder! They can kill!
"She could really kill me!" Zheng Sanhu's voice cracked.
It sounds like extreme fear.
"The village chief is my third son!"
"Sanhu, where is my Erwazi? Who did they kill?" The village chief's voice was urgent.
Song Yan lowered his voice. "Don't talk nonsense!"
Tell him that Erwazi is injured, but he won't die!
"No one has been killed yet!"
They said, "You... are not... us... if you don't behave, we'll be killed!"
Erwazi... is... injured!
"My second brother is injured? Let him out!"
"Otherwise I'll burn you all alive!" The torchlight shone on the face of the man who spoke.
He looks very much like Erwazi.
"ah!"
Song Yan nudged Zheng Sanhu's shoulder. "Don't scare me! My hands won't work properly when I'm scared!"
Who knows, the next knife might be stabbing Erwazi!
"Where is your leader? Is he dead? Let a woman speak!" said the village chief's eldest son.
Meanwhile, the village chief slowly walked forward.
"Cut off one of the village chief's precious son's fingers and give it to him as a greeting gift!" Song Yan shouted into the house.
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