With a chair, Tang Zhong smashed the DJ booth with a loud bang. The equipment immediately exploded, sparks flying.
The startled beautiful DJ screamed.
The entire bar's music came to an abrupt halt, and the crowd that had been partying wildly suddenly stopped.
Uttering fluent Water Country language: "What's going on?"
"What about the DJ music?"
They quickly spotted Tang Zhong standing there with a stool, their expressions darkening.
They knew it was this person causing trouble.
The beautiful DJ widened her eyes and roared at Tang Zhong: "You're so rude! This is a bar, what on earth are you doing?"
In the center of the dance floor, someone rushed up, ready to grab Tang Zhong's collar: "Who the hell are you, and why are you here disrupting things?"
"Dammit, I was just enjoying the dance until you screwed it up!"
"Damn bastard!"
A muscled man came up, ready to grab Tang Zhong's collar.
