Slowly, Chen Tianlong led Wu Mengting to the back of the crowd.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the elderly man surrounded by the crowd broke through, and the five or six people in front of him were directly thrown away.
It was like a cannonball exploding into the crowd; after the five or six people were flung away, they crashed into the surrounding crowd, causing chaos.
Chen Tianlong was momentarily stunned, suddenly sensing a figure flashing from behind the crowd, followed by the mad old man striking with his palm.
For some reason, Wu Mengting unusually reacted this time, rushing up to intercept, "Don't harm Tianlong..."
Before she even finished the last word, her back took the old man's palm strike, which carried no Power Qi.
Chen Tianlong was shocked, quickly pulling Wu Mengting into his arms as she seemed to fall into a daze.
"Damn it, old man, what did you do to her?"
