In the crowd, someone took out a glass bottle the size of a middle finger from their sleeve, squeezed through the crowd, and rushed to Qiao Xu's face.
"You hysterical woman, go to hell."
As the words fell, Qiao Xu unconsciously raised her head and saw the small glass bottle in the person's hand being thrown at her, already opened.
Qiao Xu's heart sank, immediately sensing danger.
Now that she was surrounded by these people, there was nowhere for her to hide.
Just at that moment, her wrist was suddenly tightened, her body was violently pulled away, and her entire person was dragged out of the crowd by that hand without any reaction from her.
Immediately after, she crashed into a strong embrace and then heard a sharp scream from behind.
Without even thinking, Qiao Xu looked back and saw that the two people who had originally blocked her way were now covering their faces in pain, screaming miserably.
Concentrated sulfuric acid!