C195 Posturing

The skinny man tumbled over, Ning Wufeng's hands were quick, he dodged the chair and stabilized the skinny man's body.

"That was close." The thin man broke out in a cold sweat. Luckily, he had a stool to support him. Otherwise, he would have crashed his head against the wall.

He immediately pointed at the fatty and cursed, "You damn fatty, you actually dared to push me