Just as Zhao Yu had asked for the eastern Beauty's contact information, a group of four people had walked in from the entrance of the green forest bar.
The eastern beauty smiled at Zhao Yu, but her eyes were fixed on the group of people.
In the end, just as the beautiful woman was about to give him her phone number, a cold light suddenly flashed in her eyes. With a flash of her wrist, a dagger appeared in her hand.
Although it was called a dagger, it was actually an ordinary fruit knife!
Then, without telling Zhao Yu her phone number, she suddenly stood up in front of Zhao Yu, raised her arm, and shook her wrist. She was obviously going to throw the fruit knife to one of the four people behind Zhao Yu!
"Ah!?"
Zhao Yu was quite experienced. Although his attention had been shifted to the mobile phone, the sudden appearance of the fruit knife still alerted Zhao Yu.