Josh calmly said, "That's a good knife, but I'm not here to fight you today. I just want to ask you a few questions."
The butcher looked at his own hand with a strange expression and then at Josh. "Is this your doing?"
Josh smiled slightly. "Just a little gift for you."
She tapped the blade with her finger, and the butcher's hand holding the knife suddenly turned toward his own neck.
A look of shock appeared on his face, his eyes widened, and he hurriedly tried to stop the hand with his other hand.
But obviously, his strength couldn't overpower the disobedient hand. The blade had already left a cut on his neck, with fresh blood flowing out.
Anna, who had been lying on the ground and smelling the blood, suddenly rolled her eyes, hurriedly got up from the ground, sniffed the air, and finally fixed her gaze on the butcher, laughing loudly.
