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 o