The sharp knife came straight at him.

“Um, I have tea bags here. You—” The florist pouring water turned around with a disposable water cup. Her eyes widened when she saw this scene and she abruptly threw the cup away and ran to the counter to reach for the man with the knife while shouting at Xie Yang in a shrill voice, “Yang Yang, run!” 

Xie Yang hadn’t expected the woman to run over. He saw she was going to grab the man’s hand so he first turned sideways to avoid the knife. Then he raised his leg to the man and kicked hard. The man probably hadn’t expected Xie Yang to be so agile. He was slow to dodge and was hit. He staggered back two steps and moved away from the counter.

Xie Yang took two steps to block the florist and placed the roses in her hand. “Help me hold this.” Then he dodged another blow from the man, flexibly moved behind him and attacked his neck.

The man should have a good foundation and awareness. He immediately bent over before opening the distance with Xie Yang to attack again.

Xie Yang didn’t hide this time. He just stepped sideways and let the blade rub against his clothes. At the same time, he raised his hand and firmly grasped the man’s arm holding the knife. He pinched the man’s arm and threw him cleanly over the shoulder. The man was unprepared. His arm became numb, the blade in his hand fell to the ground and the man was slammed into the ground. 

Xie Yang kicked away the knife on the ground. Before the man could turn over, he pulled the man’s arm and pressed him face down into the ground. He used his other hand to twist the man’s arm behind his back and asked the shocked florist, “Do you have any stronger ribbons?”

“Ah… yes! Yes yes!”

She hurriedly brought a roll of the thickest ribbons from the store. Xie Yang used the ribbon to tie up the man’s hand and feet, making him a fish who could only flutter on the ground. Once this was done, he turned to the man and asked, “Who told you to come?”

The man was confused that he was subdued and he stared at Xie Yang like he was a monster. The man struggled a few times but it was useless. He could only bow his head and gasp. Finally, he became angry and shouted, “You ruined Eddie, you aren’t worthy to sing. Xie Yang, get out of the entertainment circle!” 

The woman listening was furious and scolded him. “Bah! Eddie isn’t worthy of singing. Don’t scold Yang Yang!”

Xie Yang raised his eyes to look at the woman. She choked up and hurriedly turned her head to avoid his gaze.

Wu Shui had been staying outside the store to take care of the half-drunk He Jun. He heard the commotion and rushed in. Once he saw the scene in the store, he frowned fiercely and walked over to Xie Yang. “I’m sorry Boss. It is my dereliction of duty.”

“I don’t blame you. I asked you to accompany He Jun after all.” Xie Yang stood up and looked at the man who was still cursing like a black fan. He ordered, “Call the police.” 

Wu Shui nodded.

The police arrived not long after. Xie Yang explained the situation and the florist provided the police with surveillance video from the store. Then the group was taken to the police station to make a statement.

On the way to the police station, Xie Yang fiddled with the roses in his arms. He didn’t know how but some of the petals of the roses were broken. Then he took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Qiu Xing, saying he was caught up in a matter and would go back later.

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