"What's going on? Why can't I pull it out?"
The villagers suddenly spoke, their eyes filled with panic.
Seeing that they were no longer in a daze, Jiang Ming suspected that they were pretending just now.
Sikong Wuyuan and Yuan Hehe said smugly, "These villagers are weak."
The baby-faced woman had already been killed by Jiang Ming in one move, and only the villagers were left.
He slowly walked toward the villagers with a smile.
"Now it's your turn. You should have realized something."
The villagers were so scared that they started to pretend to be pitiful.
"We didn't do anything to hurt you. As for what we did just now, it was all because you guys attacked first, right?"
"Jiu Zhu, you're just causing trouble. Can't you blame us for defending ourselves?"
"I hope you can understand our feelings and let us go now."
In the end, the villagers expressed their agreement and even looked at Jiang Ming angrily.