Pay for My Bag

I didn't dare to imagine that there would be people who dared to kill people with knives in broad daylight. Almost out of the instinct of living creatures, I took two steps back and went up two steps. The sharp steel knife brushed past my leg. The man missed and almost fell to the ground. "Don't mess around!" I didn't have time to think about it. I turned and ran up the stairs. But I was so scared that my legs went limp. I couldn't run fast at all. "D*mn it!" The man stood still and ran after me, waving the steel knife in his hand. My broad clothes were cut a few times by him. I was so nervous, and my legs were getting weaker and weaker. Suddenly, an object in the color of a camel flew over my head and accurately hit the man behind me. "Ah!" The man screamed. "What the hell are you? How dare you stab me in my territory!" Peter? I heard the voice clearly and looked up. Wasn't that Peter who took me away from the Brown family? He was still in a white suit with a cigarette at the corner of his mouth, standing on the stairs above. I couldn't care much and crawled behind Peter with my hands and feet. "Save... me." "When you were in the hospital, you were quite arrogant, weren't you? Now, do you want me to save you?" Peter sneered and glanced at me. He spat out the cigarette at the corner of his mouth and put it out with his sharp leather shoes. Then he walked step by step toward the man who had been smashed down the steps. As soon as the man came to his senses, he rubbed his forehead and began to curse, "Don't poke your nose into other people's business!" Peter chuckled and kicked the man's belly. "Open your eyes and take a good look. Who am I?" The man covered his belly and suddenly raised his head. After seeing Peter's face clearly, he completely panicked. "Peter?" The next second, he knelt on the ground. "Peter, I was wrong. It was that b*tch who wanted to chase me. It... should be self-defense, right?" "She's quite annoying, but it's not up to you to do it!" Peter added as he spoke. I was still in a state of shock, but I was annoyed by Peter's words. I muttered indignantly, "You're the annoying one!" The moment I looked down, I realized that Peter was using the bag I took from the dressing room in the morning to hit the man. At this time, the books in the bag were scattered all over the ground, and the bag had been cut by the knife. "Well," I said slowly. "Peter, can you help me pick up my bag?" "Bag?" Peter glanced at it and reluctantly walked over to stuff the things on the ground into the bag. I crept downstairs and said, "You threw my bag causally. How rude you are." Peter turned around and glared at me. "B*tch, there are only the three of us here. Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" I was so scared that I didn't dare to make a sound. However, I was not too worried, because I had already sent a text message to the police. I had both human testimony and physical evidence! That man was a fraud and used a knife to hurt me! Seeing that I didn't speak, Peter leaned on the armrest and looked up at me. "You're so dull. What kind of trick are you thinking about?" "No, I just called the police!" I raised my mobile phone, and there were two big words "successfully sent" on it. Peter paused and suddenly laughed. "Did you... call the police? You actually, haha, you called the police?" "Peter, save me..." The man's small eyes were full of horror. Peter ignored him and bent down with a crazy smile. "Hey, it's so funny. I can't believe that Carroll's woman would solve the problem by calling the police." "He's a fraud. What can I do if I don't call the police?" I sat on the stairs with my bag in my arms. Peter continued to laugh wildly. "My God, it's really funny." I didn't know what he was laughing at, but I just felt that his smile was like that of a freak. "Peter, I rented your building. Can you..." The man was still pleading, but Peter suddenly stopped smiling. "You're so noisy." With a flip of his hand, he slapped the man. "Shut up." The man was so scared that he shut up. He walked over and pinched my foot. "Lend me your shoestring." "No!" I wanted to break free, but he glared at me. "Aren't you afraid that he'll run away?" I was speechless. Soon, he pulled out my white shoestring. I watched as he skillfully pressed the man to the ground and tied his thumb with my shoestring. I couldn't help but ask, "Do you often tie people?" Peter didn't even raise his head and teased. "If I tie you up into this position, I'll enjoy it very much." "You're a pervert!" I rolled my eyes. At this time, the sound of light and hurried Carroll came from upstairs. Was the police here? I suddenly looked up and found that it was Jason and the bodyguard. "Why are you here?" Finally, when I saw my own people, I was so excited that I was about to cry. "Sorry for scaring you." Jason helped me up and put me behind the bodyguard. He looked at Peter with intense eyes and asked, "Peter? Do you come to collect rent in person?" "Keep the look in your eyes that is similar to Carroll's. I saved this b*tch today." Falcon glared at Jason and proudly kicked the man under his feet. "Come on, I'll leave this brat to you. Let the b*tch accompany me for dinner and pour me some wine to thank me!" "No." I subconsciously hid behind the bodyguard, only showing half of my head. "Thank you for saving me." "That's it?" Peter spread out his hands in disbelief. "Madam is frightened. Now she's going home for a rest." Jason smiled emotionlessly and opened the door of the fire exit. "Take Madam down by the elevator." "Okay." The bodyguard kept me behind him. Peter shouted unwillingly, "B*tch, do you have any conscience?" "Wait a minute." I stopped and took out a broken egg yolk cake from my bag and handed it to Peter. "Thank you." "Huh?" Peter looked at the egg yolk cake in disgust. "That's it?" "I made it myself." I shrank back behind the bodyguard. "It was broken when you threw the bag." "Is it my fault? You ungrateful person. I saved you, didn't I?" As he spoke, Peter opened the package, picked up a piece, and put it in his mouth. "But you didn't choose a good tenant to rent it!" With that, I fled into the elevator. When I arrived at the elevator, I was really relieved. "Bodyguard, why are you here?" "Mr. Carroll was still worried, so he asked us to come up and take a look." The bodyguard pressed the button to the 2nd basement. "Is Carroll here?" My eyes were filled with tears. Mr. Carroll was so nice to me. "Yes, Mr. Carroll is waiting for you in the car." When the elevator door opened, I saw the black Maybach.