Another incident, Charlie cursed while driving, constantly glancing at his forearm, which was bleeding continuously.
That bastard suddenly swung in front of him, at that moment he felt nothing, just a slight pain, then some blood flowed out.
Now the pain from the wound became obvious, and the issue of blood loss hadn't been resolved yet.
He even felt slightly dizzy.
He had to pull the car over to the side of the road and turn off the engine.
"Fack!" he punched the steering wheel, the kitchen knife was very sharp.
Because it needed to be used almost daily, which meant it would be in a very poor state by the end of each day's work.
If not handled, whoever used it the next morning would surely curse.
So after work at night, these kitchen knives would be simply sharpened.
Even a simple sharpening was enough to cut open a person's arm.
Luckily, he's old, and his skin is loose, otherwise, these wounds would have turned over.
But even now, he still felt a bit troubled.
