Truthfully, seeing Liu Changhu and Mao Wei stacked together so pitifully, Zhao Yu could not even react properly. Right as he was stuck trying to figure out the situation, Miao Ying suddenly walked out murderously from the crowd. Within that moment, the aura of rage emitting from her body forced all the investigators away; no one dared to come close.
But something interesting was that Miao Ying was not standing there empty handed. She was holding half of wooden stool. The seat had fallen off, and only the two wooden legs remained; it looked just like Zhao Yu’s!
Sh*t. Zhao Yu nearly bit his tongue in shock, and immediately threw his own stool behind him.
Before anyone could react, Miao Ying appeared and immediately walked in front of Mao Wei and Liu Changhu. She raised the two wooden legs then slammed them down on the two’s backs!
Bam…bam…
"Ah…Ah!" The two’s painful wails perfectly matched the rhythm of the wooden stick hitting them, like music.
