Wang Tianda turned around to look for the plate he threw out.
The plate fell under a table.
There were already several criminals sitting by the table.
The plate was right at their feet.
Wang Tiange struggled to go over. He lowered his head and reached out to pick up the plates.
This seemingly simple action was extremely difficult for the current Wang Tiange.
When he bent down, his whole stomach was curled up, and his internal organs were pressing down, which made Wang Tianda almost shed tears.
Wang Tiange finally got the plate.
She was just about to pull it out.
Suddenly, the plate stopped moving.
One of his feet stepped on the plate.
It was obvious that this was another deliberate act of choosing sides.
Wang Tiange looked up and glanced at the person who stepped on the plate.
