"Folks, listen to me, this money, we'll divide it equally."
The village head, afraid that the money would be snatched away by the crowd, hurriedly stood on the money, stretched out his hands and said, "Everyone, calm down."
"May I ask boldly." The village head turned around with a smile, "Where are you from?"
"Not something you should ask, don't ask." The man said coldly.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Relying on money just to bully people?" A local rascal came out of the crowd.
He saw the money and his eyes lit up.
As long as he found trouble, he might get some money out of it too.
"If you don't want to die, get lost!" The man said with a hint of murder in his eyes.
The thug was startled, but then thought, this is my village!
Surrounded by relatives and friends!
"What now, you're threatening me? I'll tell you, if you don't apologize to me today..."
Swish!
The man suddenly drew his knife!
A twenty-centimeter-long dagger directly decapitated the thug.
