Wrong. I Am A Demon-Slayer

"Ahhhh… My hand is bleeding! No…"

Seeing what happened to their fellow villager, the others felt indignant and also wanted to attack.

"Shut up." The bodyguard held the dagger to his throat. After the old man was frightened into silence, he said to the others with a cold face, "If you wanna try me, you can move closer."

Everyone was stunned.

"Miss Tang said that since you guys trust Grandma Wu and the mountain god here so much, she'll let you guys see their true colors."

"Everyone, move to the left wall."

The bodyguards gave off a very intimidating aura. It was as if they would be killed if they didn't listen to them.

These old men all had one thing in common: they picked on the weak and dreaded the strong. Now that they encountered these strong men, they didn't dare to resist at all.

Everyone walked towards the wall on the left. Seeing that the back of the old man's hand was bleeding, Mr. Li asked worriedly, "What about his hand?"