Yan Jiyuan grabbed the man's neck with one hand, tightly restraining the man holding the knife.
But his hanging hands were shaking.
Just a little while and his child would have been killed and the thing he worried about most would have happened in this strange world.
The murderous aura was overwhelming.
The air seemed to be stagnant and time froze at this moment.
The emperor's eyes were frighteningly cold, and the way he looked at people was like someone stuffing a piece of ice into your neck in winter, freezing you to the bone.
At this time, no one would suspect that he had the urge to kill.
The man holding the knife struggled weakly, the blade fell, and he tried to pry Emperor Mingxi's hands open with both hands, but it was difficult to do so.
It wasn't until his face gradually turned purple that the two girls woke up as if from a dream: "Brother, put him down quickly. Killing someone will lead to jail."
It's a pity that the despicable man died, but Your Majesty is so innocent, and the baby is so innocent.
The crowd of onlookers gradually gathered. Perhaps because Emperor Mingxi's aura was too astonishing, everyone watched from a distance of about a hundred meters.
Some people held up their mobile phones and filmed them.
When His Majesty heard the word "going to jail", he knew that this would cause trouble.
At this moment, he hated it so much that this was not Dazhao. If it was Dazhao, he would have been cut into pieces the moment this person made a move.
"You should be glad."
Emperor Mingxi threw him away fiercely, then bent down to hug his child.
The little fat boy was obviously a little scared, his body trembling slightly, and he huddled in his father's arms, not daring to come out. The ice cream melted on his hands, and the cold touch made him very uncomfortable.
The emperor ignored his expensive dragon robe, lifted up the hem, and half-knelt on the ground to wipe it for him.
"Don't be afraid, Daddy is here." He spoke gently to his youngest son and kissed the little guy's face lovingly.
He was a living devil just now, but now he is as soft as a thread.
If that person wanted to take out the knife again at this time, he might be able to catch him by surprise.
But he was thrown to the ground, watching the father and son talking as if no one was around, but he didn't dare to move, and even his breathing almost stopped.
There were obvious finger marks on the neck. The man coughed physiologically, but he restrained himself out of fear.
Drops of sweat appeared on his face and fell on his back, and he felt as if he was steamed through.
The two girls took the opportunity to kick him, then hurriedly explained to the crowd, "Stop filming, we've called the police. This man with the knife is my ex-boyfriend. I caught him cheating on me. I broke up with him a few days ago, and he keeps pestering me."
This guy just saved me. Everyone, please stop filming and delete the videos if you are taking them. Our kids are terrified.”
The crowd all looked at the child buried in Emperor Mingxi's arms.
He is round and chubby. Although his face cannot be seen, his short, thick little hands make people imagine how cute he is.
Most of them were rational and kind towards the children. After hearing this, they cooperated and stopped filming.
The police car arrived quickly. Looking at the car with flashing red and blue lights, Emperor Mingxi took a few steps back and watched others get into the car with a cold brow.
He has learned how to sit in the car and how to close the door.
Perhaps because he hesitated for a while, a middle-aged policeman approached and said, "It's easy for children to have psychological trauma standing at the crime scene."
The emperor did not understand a single word and could only guess at it in his own mind, but he did understand a little bit.
He suddenly withdrew from his murderous aura and pressed his palm against the little fat boy's head: "Don't be afraid, my son."
So he got in the car. Everything should have been unfamiliar, but Emperor Mingxi's strong self-control and excellent calmness allowed him to blend in perfectly with the world.
The car drove for a while, and the police officer sitting in the front heard a childish voice, which seemed to be a reply, but also seemed to be encouraging himself: "Don't be afraid of fish, don't be afraid."
He couldn't help but look up at the rearview mirror.
Unfortunately, the little fat boy was like a "turtle" from beginning to end.
The emperor pursed his lips and listened carefully to what others were saying. He heard words like "ID card", "interrogation" and so on.
This is probably a pass, which is similar to Dazhao's imprisonment.
But……
Emperor Mingxi frowned. He and his child came here suddenly, so where did they get the pass?
Children have short memories, so the fat baby was not so scared when he arrived at the police station. His big round eyes rolled around in the police office.
When the police officer questioned the emperor, he was also gesticulating.
This caused others to come and serve tea and water from time to time.
"Come on, bang! Use this to make a nest, father, oh, like this." The little fat cub stretched out his legs and stepped on the ground, then stretched out his hand and made a pinching gesture.
At the end, one person asked, "You almost strangled him to death."
The emperor raised his eyelids and glanced sideways: "I only regret that I couldn't kill him. My child was almost cut in half by his sword."
Such a close distance, such a wide blade, and yet so sharp.
That man came here with the determination to kill, and I don’t know how much effort he put in. If he had relaxed for a moment, the one lying on the ground today would be his child!
Therefore, the emperor, who was always calm, knew that he had to act with caution, but when it came to this, he did not give in at all.
The other party was speechless after hearing what he said, and was also overwhelmed by his aura. He stammered a few times and then retreated to the side in hesitation.
Emperor Mingxi snorted coldly and stopped looking at him.
Others thought that the emperor was angry, but only Emperor Mingxi understood the situation best. He was wondering why everyone else wanted the pass, while those who didn't have one just said a long list of numbers.
No one asked him and Yu'er about this. This unreasonable thing made him suspicious. Could this be someone's deliberate arrangement?
Is that Ding Ding or that Zero?
When the matter was settled, the sun gradually set in the west. The emperor said goodbye to the two people who were reluctant to leave, and walked away step by step with the little fat boy in his arms.
No matter what, this danger was caused by a person, and the emperor has decided not to let anyone else come into contact with his young son.
In this strange world, he has no power or status and can hardly move forward.
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Emperor Mingxi was moving bricks at the construction site, sweating profusely.
Wearing gray clothes, he kept stacking bricks and tiles on the cart.
Why this is so is a long story.
Yesterday afternoon, the two of them walked for a long time, and the emperor wanted to pawn some of his belongings, but he never valued money.
What will he wear if he has nothing but clothes?
The fat little boy held the jade seal and refused to give it.
In the end, the father and son were left on the streets, sitting on a park bench and sighing to the sky.
The nightlife in the modern world is rich and colorful, with small vendors setting up stalls everywhere.
The fat baby's stomach was growling with hunger, but as he was in a strange place, he behaved well and didn't want to cause trouble to his father.
"Are you hungry?"
The little fat boy stared at the burrito in someone else's hand, drooling: "I'm not hungry!"
"Next time you say you're not hungry, don't drool over the food."
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