The oily liquid in the microphone spilled out directly, splashing onto Yu Lisi, who had rushed forward. Her face and her back were scalded red in an instant, and the intense scent of burning flesh began to spread.
"Ah—!" Yu Lisi screamed in agony, feeling as if her entire being was instantly set ablaze. The pain was so intense that she nearly passed out.
"It's sulfuric acid!"
Red-eyed, Zeng Hai roared as he rushed over, "Security! Security, stop him!"
Already petrified, Qiao Yuman burst into tears upon hearing the words "sulfuric acid," crying hysterically as she clung to the pale-faced Yu Lisi, who was on the verge of fainting, "Lisi sister! Lisi sister!"
The middle-aged man didn't expect Yu Lisi to suddenly throw herself forward, shielding Qiao Yuman. Enraged, he charged again, aiming to use the microphone in his hand to disfigure Qiao Yuman.
Zeng Hai had charged over and grappled with the middle-aged man, wrestling with him.