Apparently, Murong Chuan and his sister also noticed that the person in front of them was not an ordinary waiter, so they did not take the lead in taking orders.

The man seemed to notice the confusion between the two and took the initiative to explain. "I'm here to work as a part-time waiter. I help out when there are many people at noon. There was something wrong with my clothes today, so I didn't wear them. I'm sorry."

This answer seemed to explain part of the problem. At least when Murong Qiao saw him saying this, he reached out to take the menu in the other person's hand to see what he wanted to eat.

But it was at this relaxing moment that the other party suddenly made a move.

The man's other hand was holding the menu, and suddenly he pulled out a knife with a cold light from under the menu, and stabbed Murong Qiao directly.

The tip of the knife approached Murong Qiao's eyes in an instant, its cold light flashing with murderous intent.

He had planned it long ago, knocked out the waiter in the restaurant, and then brought the corresponding items to relax the two of them's vigilance. Then he took action at the moment when Murong Qiao was close to him, and finally left.

The distance between the two was less than half a meter at this moment. He only needed to move fast enough to directly accomplish his goal.

But the plan changed. A hand suddenly came out from the side and held the knife firmly in the palm of his hand. Regardless of the warm liquid flowing out, it stopped it with unquestionable strength and was about to cut Murong Qiao's cheek. The tip of the knife.

It's Murong Chuan.

After he noticed that the other person seemed to have an overly cold attitude and unusual clothing, he kept staring at this person, especially the other person's eyes, the emotion in his eyes when he saw his sister. When others have different experiences with appearance.

"Who are you?!" Murong Chuan shouted directly, ignoring his bloody hand. At the same time, He used his other free hand to grab the other person.

Seeing that his plan was revealed and failed, the man drew out his knife and turned without any hesitation.

But the action of drawing the knife undoubtedly aggravated the injury on Murong Chuan's hand, and he couldn't hold back a cry of pain. , holding on to the other person's clothes with his left hand, but never loosening his strength, Mei could endure the pain as she spoke.

Murong Qiao only got the chance to act when the knife left. He finally got up from his seat and hurriedly went to see his third brother. He also grabbed his cell phone and immediately wanted to call the police.

But his phone was placed on the table. Before he could reach out his hand, the other party smashed the screen with a knife. It looked like the phone was useless.

Meng Longqiao took advantage of the fact that the other party had disabled his cell phone just now, and turned directly from his seat to Murong Chuan's side, pulling him away from him.

"Third brother, how are you? Third brother?!" He anxiously held Murong Chuan's bloody right hand and looked around, but couldn't find any effective first aid measures. Finally, he hurriedly put down the silk scarf he was wearing. , wrapped around Murong Chuan's hand to use pressure to stop the bleeding.

Just as Murong Chuan was about to stretch out his left hand to hold his sister behind him, he wanted to tell her not to worry about him, but that the most important thing was to protect himself.

But after seeing the blood, the man didn't seem to be afraid at all. He handed over the knife very calmly and pointed it at Murong Qiao again.

The argument that broke out seemed to have exploded in the store, amidst the sound of a customer's supervision, attracting everyone's attention.

"Killing people!!!" I don't know who shouted in panic, and they shouted directly when they saw the blood.

This life aggravated the panic among the customers in the store. Countless people rushed outside, and some even fainted when they saw the snow.

Murong Chuan's face was stern. When he saw the man opposite him, he walked directly towards his sister without caring about his right hand. The injury was still painful to the bone, and he directly protected Murong Qiao in front of her.

That person seemed to only have eyes for Murong Qiao, and wherever the tip of the knife pointed, it was directed towards Murong Qiao's face.

Murong Chuan's physical fitness is only slightly better than that of normal people. After all, he is still a professor who often teaches in schools, so he shows fatigue after just a few attempts, especially when the opponent is still holding a violent aura. Countless scars, big and small, were added.

"Brother!" Murong Qiao wanted to go up from behind.

But he knew that the other party's goal was to send him up so stupidly, then the third brother's injuries would be in vain.

His cell phone was broken. Mengyao glanced at her side and saw her third brother's still intact cell phone. Without saying a word, he took it and dialed the emergency call, waiting for the call to be connected.

Perhaps Murong Chuan was a little desperate, which made the man feel a little irritable, so he finally spoke again.

"Step aside."

His target is Murong Qiao, not Murong Chuan. There is no point in entangled here, and if time is delayed any longer, it will not be good for him.

Murong Chuan didn't say anything and just stood in front of him. At the same time, taking advantage of this rare opportunity to breathe, he picked up the plate next to him and knocked it directly on the hard stone table, smashing out a decent fragment.

This time, you won't be able to fight the opponent with bare hands.

The man had no intention of giving in to Murong Chuan, and simply planned to fight quickly. The direction pointed by the blade also became the position to make a fatal blow.

While the two were in a stalemate, Murong Qiao finally waited until the alarm call was answered, and he spoke almost quickly.

"My brother and I met a man with a knife at the boiled meat shop on the third floor of the East District Central Mall..."

Murong Qiao broke out the key information almost very quickly, and at the same time his mind was spinning very fast, for fear that if he said the wrong thing, the rescue would be delayed even one second.

The opponent obviously accepted his efficiency well and responded directly after determining the position. "Please protect yourself as much as possible. We will arrive at the scene in 5 minutes."

5 minutes?

After Murong Qiao heard this time, he couldn't help but look at the folk song above, which was a bit out of control, and bit his lip so white that it almost bled.

Let alone 5 minutes, the third brother might not be able to last even one minute like this.

The windbreaker that he was originally wearing was now torn by a knife, and blood even oozed from some places, making it look particularly oozing.

It was definitely not possible to continue like this. Murong Qiao made a quick decision in his mind, and then took the initiative to walk over there.

"You're here for me, right? Let him go." He took the initiative to attract the other person's attention.

But Murong Chuan didn't agree with Murong Qiao's actions at all, "Qiao Qiao, please leave me alone...cough!"

He coughed heavily. He didn't know where he was injured, but the forbearance in his voice made it clear that it was extraordinary.

Now only Murong Qiao was left in the shop, while Murong Chuan and the man were eating. The other customers had already run outside.

There was a chaos surrounding the guests outside, but the crisis seemed not to affect them. There were even some people who wanted to join in the fun and took out their mobile phones. They didn't know whether they were live broadcasting or filming videos. They had no intention of rescue at all.

"Third brother!" Murong Qiao called him anxiously.

But no matter how anxious he is, he can't resist Murong Chuan's taste. Even though the other party is already a little unable to do what he wants, he is still more than enough to control his sister.

Seeing Murong Chuan's injuries increasing, Murong Chocolate was always stopped one step ahead by Murong Chuan.

Seeing that Murong Chuan really seemed to be risking his life, the man walked in front of him. This time he decided not to hold back, and directly waved the knife in the direction of Murong Chuan's neck.

Stab this person to death first and then deal with the target. You still have time to leave before the police arrive.

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