When I saw the situation in crisis, I immediately took out a fruit knife from my backpack and put it across my chest. I stared at them with wide eyes and said, 'You dare to touch me and try it. I can tell you that I have killed people, and I don't mind killing a few more.'
I was full of momentum, and I spoke with a biting energy. They froze, and the man said to me, 'If you move the knife, you should think about the consequences.'
I walked in his direction with a knife in my hand, and the patrolmen around me didn't dare to move. They were not policemen, so they were just scared, and they were afraid when they saw a knife.
I walked up to the man and said in a cold tone: 'It's worth it to drag you, a rich dog, along with me.'
I saw his lips pale, his hands and feet shaking, and was too scared to speak. I stared at him again and walked out of the room with Sophie calmly.