Chapter 181

"Sophie... Sophie, you are mine, mine... Ha ha ha..."

A tall figure rushed towards Sophie Marceau, holding a palm long dagger in one hand, with a faint cold light.

Tracy, who turned over on the table with one hand opposite Sophie, gave a violent drink in a hurry, didn't frighten the man who rushed over, and the figure didn't even stop.

Tracy had no time to think about it, so she could only hold Sophie Marceau in her arms and protect her first.

The other party came suddenly and quickly. Tracy couldn't dodge with Sophie. Subconsciously, she raised her other arm to resist the other party's dagger.

It was a man, tall and thin, wearing glasses that couldn't hide the blood and madness in his eyes.

Her mouth kept shouting Sophie Marceau's name, and her crazy and strange smile was frightening.

Sophie was stunned. She instinctively shrank in Tracy's arms.

With a flash of cold light, the tip of the knife came directly at Tracy's chest. His arm, which was raised to resist, fell back slightly at the critical moment, avoided the tip of the knife, and then lifted it fiercely and knocked off the other party's dagger.

Go to special!

Then, when the man lost his balance and got close, Tracy raised his leg and kicked him in the stomach.

The power is so great that you can kick the other party out for two or three meters directly.

The man's whole body convulsed and his painful face twisted, kneeling on the ground like a cooked prawn.

"Vomit... Cough..."

He kept retching and coughing and had lost his mobility.

Tracy's foot was so urgent that he didn't have time to accumulate strength. His strength was about 50%, but it was enough to make the one meter nine man unable to get up.

"Don't be afraid, it's all right." seeing that the man was no longer a threat to them, Tracy gently comforted Sophie in her arms.

"Boss, are you okay?"

Renault, who had just gone in to prepare drinks for them, heard something outside and ran out quickly. He saw knives and people on the ground and asked quickly.

Tracy shook his head expressionless. "Go and see how that bastard is."

Without Tracy's command, the angry Renault had already gone up to greet him and walked up to him with two feet.

Sophie was trembling all over her body and could only be relieved by leaning on Tracy's chest.

Knowing that the dangerous thing had passed, he dared to turn his head, but he still didn't want to leave Tracy's arms.

"Are you okay, honey?"

Tracy comforted the frightened Sophie and turned to look at Monica.

Just now, suddenly, the man obviously came for Sophie. Tracy's reaction was very fast, but he still couldn't take into account the two women.

Fortunately, he quickly eliminated the potential threat to prevent Monica from being affected.

Monica was really frightened, but she was not the main target of the murderer and soon slowed down.

Hearing that Tracy cared about her, he looked back and said, "I... I'm fine, honey. Sophie... How are you? Ah...! your arm... Your arm..."

Monica's pupils opened slightly, gave a cry of surprise, subconsciously got up quickly and came to Tracy.

Sophie also felt a warm current on her shoulder and looked sideways, "ah... Blood... Blood, you're bleeding."

Tracy just went to block the right arm of the knife and was cut a big hole from elbow to forearm. It's not too much to say that it's a skin wound.

Tracy didn't notice at all and was still soothing Sophie's back with her right hand to relieve her pressure.

At this time, two women reminded Tracy that he was injured.

It should have been blocked just now. Although I avoided the tip of the knife, I was scratched by the blade of the dagger.

It looked scary. The skin and flesh at the wound were turned over and the blood kept flowing, but he didn't feel the pain.

There should be no injuries, just skin injuries. Tracy comforted the two women with a smile, "I'm fine, I'm fine. You see..."

He suddenly raised his arm and shook it to prove that he was okay, which immediately attracted Monica's dissatisfaction.

"Put your hand down and let me see." Monica glared at him and looked at Tracy's arm painfully. The frightening wound was still bleeding, which made her heart like a knife, empathy and tears flow out unconsciously.

She touched her tears, put her hand on her chest, pulled the bra on her upper body, and immediately covered Tracy's wound. "Honey, hold the wound, I'll borrow the medical box for you."

"Ah! Don't... you're like this..." it's not very good. Go away. Before these words were said, Monica hurried into the restaurant.

Tracy smiled helplessly and had to do as she told.

At this time, he felt some cold and wet on the back of his left hand. I don't know when Sophie's hands pressed on the back of his hand.

She could feel that the other party was still shaking and her palms were sweating. Sophie gently bit her lower lip and dared to see Tracy's wound. She slowly exerted herself on her hands and said, "let me help you press it."

After Renault was angry, he looked at his boss in shame and said, "it's my fault, boss. I didn't protect you. I left you without security measures. I have no complaints about how you punish me."

Renault lowered his head. He had no face to explain anything after such a big accident.

I'm ready to meet Tracy's anger. The final result may be to leave the kind boss. I feel a little reluctant and very bitter.

"Renault, it has nothing to do with you. You don't have to blame yourself. No one expected such an accident." Tracy didn't blame him, or he was careless.

In general, there are at least two bodyguards around him, but today he only brought Renault out and gave others a holiday. They are not allowed to follow.

Just now he told Renault to do things, which led to an emergency. He had to deal with it by himself. To put it bluntly, they all asked for it. No wonder others.

"Boss, it's my fault..."

"Well, if it's not your problem, it's not."

"I..."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Tracy said impatiently. Renault swallowed his saliva and dared not speak.

At this time, Monica trotted out with the medical kit borrowed from the restaurant. Renault immediately welcomed her. "Miss BELLUCCI, give me this. I'll wrap it up."

Then he grabbed the medical box directly, came to Tracy, knelt on one knee and opened the medical box.

The wound disinfectant spray, medical alcohol cotton, gauze bag and so on were found out by him.

He took off the bra that covered Tracy's arm and carefully examined the wound. "It's a skin injury. It doesn't hurt the arteries and bones. Boss, I'll clean up the wound, wrap it up briefly, and then go to the hospital to sew needles."

"Ah! Stitches, that's not a scar." Tracy suddenly opened her eyes.

"Er..." Renault didn't know what to say.

Monica angrily points her finger at his head. "It's all hurt like this, and she wants to leave a scar."