The waiter's face was a little surprised and confused, but the tray he was holding in his hand slammed into Yang Yi's Adam's apple.

Yang Yi's head jerked back to dodge the waiter's blow, and then his knife could no longer stab the waiter.

Yang Yi leaned forward, and the knife in his left hand stabbed directly into the waiter's lower abdomen, while his right hand picked up the knife and quickly stabbed the waiter's heart.

The waiter erected the tray and blocked Yang Yi's knife, which pierced the tray but was unable to move forward.

Holding the tray in his left hand, and after Yang Yi's knife was taken off, the waiter gently put the tray on the table.

The right hand touched from his arms, and then the waiter's hand slashed at Yang Yi's neck with a sharp edge.

Yang Yi was still sitting on the chair, his left arm was forced to deflegate, and at the same time as the right arm handed out by the waiter, he finally stood up.

Yang Yi felt a little cold on his left arm, so he subconsciously tensed the muscles on his arm, and then turned his body suddenly.

When he completed this action, Yang Yi's knife was also inserted into the waiter's right arm.

Yang Yi's left arm fell weakly, but he brought two knives this time.

With his right hand, he pulled out a slender and sharp knife from under the hanging collar of his suit, and Yang Yi swung it out, and the blade was pointed directly at the waiter's neck.

The waiter's left hand shook, and then his body shook, and Yang Yi's knife left a wound on his neck.

In fact, it can't be called a wound, because there is not even blood coming out, just a little bit of skin.

The waiter's knife had already arrived in front of Yang Yi's eyes, to be exact, the waiter's knife was also aimed at Yang Yi's neck.

Yang Yi turned sideways, and the waiter also turned sideways.

Yang Yi had a feeling of fighting with his own shadow.

Although it was Yang Yi who made the first move, he stayed strong, so the waiter's movements were actually not slower than him.

They both tried to sneak up on their opponents, but they all failed, and then both of them made a gesture of exchanging their lives for their lives, but they both left the power to dodge.

This is two people who don't want to die in a fight that looks like they are going to die together, so Yang Yi feels like he is fighting against his own shadow, not their style of play, but just the inevitable consequence of the same idea.

Since he can't kill the opponent with one blow, then try to take advantage of it and weaken the opponent's ability to continue fighting, after dodging, Yang Yi bent down slightly and plunged the knife into the opponent's thigh, but just when he was about to deflect the blade and continue to expand the results, he also felt a slight chill in his right leg.

He could only retreat, or the artery in his right leg would be broken, and his life would be lost, so Yang Yi could only take a step back, and then he felt that his right leg was weak, and he actually felt incapacitated.

The waiter suffered the same thing, he took a step back, glanced at Yang Yi, and suddenly turned around and ran.

The waiter ran with his left leg in tow, and he couldn't run smoothly.

Yang Yi felt weakness in his left arm because there was still a knife stuck in it, but his knife was inserted into the waiter's right arm, cutting the waiter's nerves and tendons.

Yang Yi's knife was taken away by the waiter, and the knife he liked the most, the knife Charles gave him, was still on the waiter's right arm, because he didn't even have time to pull the knife off just now.

Yang Yi grabbed the hilt of the knife exposed on his left arm, and he pulled out the knife suddenly, a narrow, short but extremely sharp knife.

Yang Yi struggled to throw the knife out.

And at this moment, the waiter turned around, pulled out the knife on his right arm and threw it at Yang Yi suddenly.

Yang Yi wasn't good at throwing knives, he couldn't throw knives at all, so the knife he threw flew past the waiter's ear, smashed against the wall and fell.

But the knife thrown by the waiter stabbed Yang Yi directly in the heart.

The waiter, no, he can call him a killer now, he should have thrown the flying knife at Yang Yi's face, the best choice was the throat, but he knew that Yang Yi could dodge, so he could only stab the flying knife into Yang Yi's heart.

Yang Yi wanted to chase, but one of his legs couldn't use his strength at all, so he knew that he didn't have to chase, and he couldn't chase, because in this situation, he really didn't know who would die in the end.

The killer is the same, he spares his life, so he can't fight Yang Yi anymore.

The killer looked at Yang Yi, who had a knife in his chest, and then he turned his head and dragged one leg to continue running.

When the two people were fighting to the death, they didn't make any sound, and Yang Yi was sitting in a biased position, so that no one in the restaurant found that two people were fighting and had seen blood.

But the tranquility of the restaurant was shattered by the fleeing waiter, blood pouring rapidly from his arms and legs, staining his white shirt red, making him look horrible.

The waiter continued to run forward, Yang Yi picked up Petra's dinner knife and threw it out again, but the waiter also picked up a dinner knife from the guest who was dining, and then he threw it at Yang Yi again.

The waiter had already run ten meters away, and neither of them was threatening with their throwing knives, but the sound of the knives falling to the ground caught the attention of the guests, and then finally someone saw the blood and screamed.

The waiter stretched out his hand and pointed at Yang Yi and shouted, "He doesn't pay for his meal!" ”

At the same time, Yang Yi pointed at the waiter and yelled, "He spat in the dish!" ”

The waiter and Yang Yi looked at each other deeply, and then the waiter continued to drag one leg to the door, at this time, there was no need to hide anything, he dragged one leg and jumped slowly, but just when the killer was about to go out, Petra happened to push the door in.

At that moment, Yang Yi's heart stopped beating.

Yang Yi didn't expect it to turn out like this in the end, he originally thought that after breaking Petra apart, Petra would not be in danger according to time.

But Petra had a head-on encounter with the killer.

Pass.

The killer didn't even look at Petra, even though he definitely knew who Petra was.

Seeing the killer disappear after pushing open the glass door, Yang Yi sat down on the chair with a buttocks.

Petra didn't know what was going on in the restaurant, she looked dazed, walked in front of Yang Yi in a panic, and said urgently, "What's going on here?" There was nothing in the car...... Yes! ”

Looking at the blood on Yang Yi's arm, Petra couldn't help but scream, but soon, she shouted, "Ambulance! Call an ambulance and help me! ”

"Don't scream! Don't scream! Shh......h

After putting his finger in front of his mouth and calming Petra, Yang Yi's hand pressed, and then he smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, don't be afraid, call the police now, and call me a taxi by the way, uh, and by the way, check that hospital in New York has the highest level of trauma treatment." ”

Petra took out the phone, but while she was calling in tears, she looked at Yang Yi and said, "Does it hurt?" You've shed a lot of blood......"