The two middle-aged men quickly stopped in front of Shang Sandao and pushed him: "Why, you still want to hit someone?"
Shang Sandao frowned, this group of people were obviously looking for trouble.
Jiang Yuan also stepped forward and took a look at the white cloth on the stretcher.
Reach out and open it.
"Who are you? What are you doing?"
"I am the owner of this butcher shop. Isn't it time for you to eat my meat and kill people? Why don't you show me what I am like?"
Jiang Yuan spoke calmly.
But the old woman said, "Boss and Lao Er stopped her, who knows what this evil person wants to do! He has already killed people, and he still won't let my son live in peace!"
"If you don't let me check, how can you say that you died by eating my flesh? What? Is there something wrong with you?"
Jiang Yuan naturally doesn't believe that his meat can eat people to death. If it can eat people to death, why is there only one family like this?
So, these people are here to cause trouble.
"You... let me see what you can tell! What do you, a pig butcher, know?"
"I understand, but I don't want to be slapped on the head."
Jiang Yuan took a look at the man. His face was gray and his lips were dark purple.
For those who don’t know, at first glance, it looks like they were poisoned to death.