"Ah!!!"
The trembling beneath his feet threw off his sense of balance. Fang Ran heard Shui Lianxin cry out from across from him, and then a violent jolt flung him from his seat!
Bang!
As though a giant had hurled him away, Fang Ran felt himself slam hard into the floor behind him!
"Run!!"
"Get out!!!"
He had no idea who was screaming!
The restaurant was in complete chaos! Its spacious interior, along with its many chefs and servers, had become the deadliest factors at that moment—the source of all the confusion!
"Don't block the way, run!!"
People kept crying and screaming!
Crash! Crash!!
Rubble kept falling from the ceiling. The once lavish decorative ceiling had now become falling debris, obstructing everyone's escape!
Boom!
Another explosion rang out!
Fragments of stone and broken tables were instantly blasted into the air!
The collapsing Western restaurant had completely become a precarious, crumbling box!
Boom! Crash! Crash!!
He forced himself to withstand the earthquake-like shaking beneath his feet as continuous roaring filled his ears!
Fang Ran shook his nearly stunned head and struggled to open his eyes. Pain throbbed above him, and blood from a wound on his head slowly ran into his right eye!
What was going on?
What had happened?
An earthquake?
An explosion?
Why were there explosions?
Fang Ran felt as though his head was heavy, and his vision was unclear. It was probably because he had been flung away just now!
"Something's wrong! Someone deliberately triggered the restaurant's safety hazards!"
Smoke and dust filled the wrecked restaurant. A faint blue glow rushed through the gray-white haze—it was Ling, who had been flung away earlier.
Then Ling was startled by Fang Ran's current appearance, especially the streak of blood running from the top of his head past his right eye.