C158 Ubiquitous

Xing Mowei's gaze turned cold and his face was covered in dark clouds.

He threw the binoculars in his hands from the second floor straight to the front of the stands.

He hit the man squarely on the arm and fell to the ground in a heap.

The man screamed miserably. He held his bleeding arm and let go of Mi Qiao. He turned around and shouted towards the direction Mi Qiao came from