"Wang Yide, open the door!"
"Who's calling me!" Wang Yide was unstable on his feet when he came to the door. When he opened the door, he was stunned.
Police!
The policemen standing outside the door were also shocked.
"Damn, this guy is holding a knife!"
"What are you doing?"
It was unknown how much Wang Yide had drunk; he was not thinking clearly. He seemed to have lost control of his speech and motor functions. There was an accompanying action with his words as his right hand was waving a knife.
"Huh? What's this thing in my hand?"
"What's this guy doing?!"
"Wang Yide, what are you doing? Put the knife down!" There was a muscular man behind the town policemen who shouted when he saw what Wang Yide was doing.
Ah!
Wang Yide was stupefied. The two policemen saw him motionless and immediately pinned him to the ground.
Thud! The sharp knife dropped to the ground and was thrown far away.
