Brother Ma's hands were held tightly by Zhang Xiaohua, unable to move. Zhang Xiaohua forcefully pushed the plate, Brother Ma could only close his eyes to bear the heat on his face, then felt a sudden pain in his nose and tears streaming down. He immediately begged for mercy, saying repeatedly, "Have mercy, please have mercy."
Several men not far away, who were drinking, quickly left their seats and wanted to rush towards Zhang Xiaohua. Seeing Zhang Xiaohua not paying them any attention, he casually said, "If I were you, I would just stay seated and watch the fun. I would never take a step forward and end up like this so-called Brother Ma."
The men hesitated for a moment, then stopped in their tracks, looking at each other, unsure of what to do.
