Chapter 388. Let Go of the Knife

“Ahhhhh!” Mr. Klein howled.

With her eyes tightly closed, Estelle, who didn’t dare to see what she had done, could clearly feel that the knife had pierced into flesh.

“Help! Help! She’s crazy! She wants to kill me!” Mr. Klein screamed and ran out.

Then, the whole clinic was in an uproar.

“Let go of the knife.” A man’s husky and deep voice came to Estelle’s ears.

Hearing the familiar voice, Estelle was stunned, and her mind went blank. For a moment, she could only hear her ragged breathing and the heavy breathing of the man beside her. Slowly turning her head, she saw that the man was all in black and wearing a helmet.

“Estelle, let go of the knife.” Cristofer’s muffled voice came from the helmet.

It was not until then that Estelle loosened her grip on the knife in fluster. Then she found that he was holding the Swiss Army knife by its blade tightly in his left hand, and blood was flowing out through his fingers.

Before Estelle could sa