[Quick Travel] Raider God Project

Chapter 1201 The Husband and Wife of the Small Theater Go Traveling Together 1

The waiter whose neck was bitten to a bloody mess, turned pale as soon as he was released, and struggled to get up from the ground.

He scrambled and ran towards the other end of the corridor, covering his injured neck with one hand, and the blood kept slipping from between his fingers, dripping on the wooden floor.

The owner of the hot pot restaurant was terrified when he saw his appearance. He remembered to call the police just after Lu Sheng gave him a cold shout, and immediately called 120.

The guests in the box next to him looked at the injured waiter and then at the suit and leather shoes. They all froze in place for a while, and could barely hear their discussions.

The drunk man was stunned by Rong Qing's indifferent word "let go", his eyes were still blood red, but his eyes looked even more confused.

"This guest, you'd better not go there, maybe he's going crazy again!"

The owner of the hot pot restaurant stood behind Lu Sheng and reminded him tremblingly.

He looked at Rong Qing, he was stunned, not as manic as before, he stood there for a long time without moving.

Seeing him like that, Lu Sheng suddenly raised his foot and walked over.

With tolerance, he doesn't need to be afraid at all, and he has other things to confirm.

From the box where the drunk man walked out, there was always a faint smell of blood coming out, and the smell was still getting stronger.

Don't look at the drunk man who doesn't seem to be moving now, but just look at his frightening look of biting people before, what if he has an attack again.

But when Lu Sheng heard his words, he didn't stop.

He seemed to be stimulated by Lu Sheng's actions, his mouth roared, and his face was ferocious, as if he would rush towards Lu Sheng in the next second.

"what!"

Just when Lu Sheng was only one step away from the door of the box, the drunk who had been looking dazed and motionless looked over with his red eyes.

"Go away, kill you, kill you!"

Seeing that Lu Sheng still wanted to go forward, the owner of the hot pot restaurant hurriedly reminded him again.

The other two waiters and customers at the side also looked at Lu Sheng with disapproving eyes, did not dare to speak out, and wanted to stop his action with their eyes.

A female guest on the opposite side was frightened by his appearance, she screamed, then covered her mouth, and quickly retreated into the box, for fear that the drunk man would change his target and rush towards her when he heard her voice .

"Guest...Guest, what are you doing, you are provoking him like this!"

As the door of the box was opened, the drunk man was really stimulated, and he was ready to pounce on Lu Sheng.

At this moment, Rong Qing made a sudden move, and the people around only saw him stretch out a hand lightly, and grabbed the drunk man's arm, and the terrible drunk man couldn't even move.

Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes and glanced at the drunk man, his eyes calmly glanced across that indifferent face, then he took a step forward and opened the door of the box in front of him.

"Bitch / person, bitch / person, kill you!"

The moment Lu Sheng opened the door of the box and walked in, the faint smell of blood in the air suddenly became very pungent.

He took two steps in and then stopped instantly.

"Let go of me... ah ah... let go!"

The drunk man was still howling, but no matter how he screamed or moved, he couldn't break free from Rong Qing's seemingly light grip.

"Ah? Oh, I'll hurry!"

The boss was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted suddenly. He immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed 120 again.

In the back seat of the box, a young woman in a light blue dress leaned her head halfway on the chair behind her. There was hardly any blood on her face, her eyelids were tightly closed, and the smell of blood was coming from her.

Lu Sheng glanced at her, then quickly took two steps back, and turned to face the boss outside, "Someone is injured inside, hurry the ambulance, what did you see!"

A small puddle of blood had already accumulated on the edge of the young woman's chair, because the hot pot on the table was still tumbling, and there were no ingredients in it, only the bright red thick soup that had been boiled a long time ago.

The smell of the hot pot is too strong, and the door is closed, so the smell of blood can be covered up.

At this time, Lu Sheng turned back again, and he quickly walked up to the young woman, looking down at the small but slowly bleeding wound on her wrist.

With a quick glint in his eyes, he quickly took a clean towel from the table and pressed it directly on her injured wrist.

"Boss Rong."

He maintained his movement, looked towards the door, and called out in a low voice.

Her breathing at this time was already very weak, and the coma caused by excessive blood loss would be life-threatening if it took a long time.

While pressing her wrist with a towel, Lu Sheng pushed down the chair behind her, keeping her head low and feet high, so as to ensure the blood supply to her brain and vital organs.

He glanced at the owner of the hot pot restaurant with indifferent eyes, and his clear voice seemed to have magical powers. The owner of the hot pot restaurant shuddered and immediately turned to look at the waiter beside him.

"Quick, go to the back kitchen to get the rope!"

When Rong Qing heard Lu Sheng's voice, she twitched her brows slightly, pressed the drunk man's hand violently, and twisted him back quickly.

"Get a rope."

"Ah... ah... let me go... kill her, kill that bitch... I'm going to kill you all..."

The drunk man was twisted by his arms, stepped on his legs, and half kneeled on the ground. He couldn't struggle and could only scream desperately. He looked like some kind of murderous maniac, which made people tremble with fear.

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away!"

The waiter responded, and immediately turned around and ran downstairs. The sound of "dong dong dong" footsteps filled the stairs in an instant.

He stepped forward a few steps, directly supported the chair, and said in a deep voice, "Let go, I'll do it."

Lu Sheng raised his head to look at him, saw his eyes were dark, he couldn't laugh or cry and said: "You can support the chair, I have to hold down the wrist. She lost a lot of blood, and the bleeding couldn't stop. I'm afraid her life is in danger!"

When the waiter brought the rope, Rong Qing directly tied up the drunk man's hands and feet, threw it on the corridor, and walked into the box.

As soon as he walked in, he saw Lu Sheng pressing a woman's wrist with a towel in one hand, and holding a chair with the other hand, making her lean back halfway, his brows furrowed instantly.

"Ah."

Rong Qing responded, and reached out to support the chair.

Although he was unhappy from the bottom of his heart, in front of life, he didn't even care about this!

The two pressed their wrists and helped the chair. It didn't take long before the police and ambulance arrived together.

"Two gentlemen, I'm afraid you need to go back to the police station with us and make a detailed record. It's troublesome."