"Hit him!"
From within the crowd, no one knew who had shouted it out.
No sooner had the voice subsided than a tomato smashed into Little Boss Li's face.
"Ouch, who the hell is throwing tomatoes at me?"
Little Boss Li wiped the tomato juice off his face, cursing angrily.
Following that, cucumbers, eggplants, cabbages—various vegetables kept hitting him one after another.
"Dude, put down the pumpkin, don't kill someone!"
Someone even lifted a pumpkin that weighed dozens of pounds, aiming to smash it down on Little Boss Li's head.
Seeing the chaos unfolding before him, Wu Xiaoshan quickly shielded Xin Lei in his arms and squeezed out of the crowd.
"Let's head back."
Wu Xiaoshan said with a smile and pulled Xin Lei's hand, heading toward his own stall.
Being led by Wu Xiaoshan, Xin Lei couldn't be bothered to feel embarrassed; her mind was filled with question marks.
