Who knew that the man would pull out a silver instrument from his white coat, snarling viciously, "Don't blame me! You all go die!!!"
Luo Qianqian only had time to turn and shield An Hao, when the dagger sliced through her clothes and backpack straps, not even touching her skin. The backpack fell off Luo Qianqian's back and hung from her arm, she instinctively delivered a side kick to his stomach, sending him tumbling onto the stairs with a muffled grunt.
"I X your mom!" The man's eyes immediately reddened, he grabbed the knife, and An Hao was still sobbing loudly. Luo Qianqian panicked completely, sure that An Hao must not be hurt, not even a bump or a jolt, for babies are fragile and even the slightest accidental injury could lead to irreparable consequences.
