And just at this critical moment, a plastic chair suddenly flew in from outside the crowd. The flimsy plastic chair, bearing the force of a thunderous blow, smashed fiercely toward the thug opposite Wu Dahua.
"Who! Who the hell has the gall to cause trouble!"
Clearly, Huang Mao, the leader of the gang of thugs, was shocked by the sudden turn of events, and immediately his gaze swept around fiercely, his tone laced with icy menace.
Then, the chair that had flown over had already hit the thug who had swung his stick at Wu Dahua.
Huang Mao didn't pay much attention to the plastic chair because, in his view, such a lightweight piece of furniture couldn't cause much damage no matter how hard it was thrown. He was just angry that someone dared to make a move at this time; wasn't that a blatant provocation?
However, what happened next took him completely by surprise.
