Baisu met a queue again when he went to the bathroom.

He observed and found that the team was extending from the female side.

I sighed that the business of the hot pot restaurant was really good. Bai Su borrowed a way from the female team and traveled through to the men's bathroom.

He just pretends to be like, just find a place to stay for a while.

The smell of public toilets has always been bad. Even if it is a brand new store, it still has a scent of disinfectant that suppresses a faint odor.

Bai Su picked a cubicle and entered, sitting there yawning.

He didn't bring his cell phone, so he could only close his eyes and count down to a few dozen seconds before going out.

Time passed by minute by minute, and as he counted, he suddenly felt that the smell of the bathroom became a little better.

Sweet, soft and glutinous, Baisu thinks it is a bit like the candy flavor that humans eat.

"Gudu."

After swallowing a saliva, Baisu opened his eyes suddenly.

Very fragrant.

He had obviously eaten a lot of food in the hot pot buffet, but he still felt the feeling of hunger sweeping his brain.

Very greedy.

Bai Su Wu stretched out his fingers toward the door handle and twisted it but didn't turn it away.

What's going on? He squinted his eyes and found that the door lock was broken and the entire lock was stuck. If he wanted to open the door, he could only violently dismantle it.

Bai Su moved his wrists.

As soon as his fingertips were locked, he was about to use force when he suddenly realized that the scent that hooked him had disappeared.

The whole wave of smell faded from the bathroom, leaving only a faint aftertaste.

At the same time, two "tuk-tuk" sounds came from the door panel on the left side of the compartment.

Bai Su closed his eyebrows unhappily and turned his head to the left.

He looked at the door panel, and the knocking sound behind the door panel continued, then a hoarse middle-aged male voice spoke from there: "I have no paper, can I borrow some paper?"

It is a very common paper borrowing operation, provided that the surroundings should not be so quiet.

The crowds of people in hot pot restaurants and even in some shopping malls farther away are no longer heard.

Baisu believes that what is wrong is not his hearing, so what is changed can only be the surrounding environment.

Maybe it was the beginning of the scent that vocals disappeared.

The male voice who borrowed the paper next door saw no one answered, and the knocking sounded a little violently: "Brother is here? I'm very anxious to borrow a paper, just put it in my hand."

Then, a hand stretched out from below the door panel of the next room.

Bai Su Yu Guang glanced at him and looked down.

That was a pair of women's hands.

The plain white and slender five fingers were slightly opened and bent upwards. Even on the palm of your palm, you could still see the bright red nail polish on the back of your nails.

The female hand continues to arch and opens, and the posture is fixed.

Bai Su bent down.

How can there be women's hands in men's bathroom?

While observing, Baisu vaguely noticed someone was looking at him, but now his attention was on his hands below and he did not trace the source of his sight.

As if he realized Bai Su’s doubts, the middle-aged man next door laughed twice.

The laughter was like the sound of sawing wood, and the male voice explained: "It's just a transvestite, brothers don't discriminate against it, right?"

This is not a question of discrimination or not. Baisu respects all human hobbies.

But... from any angle, this hand can only be female, and its bones are very thin, completely different from men.

Wu Finger Danko's palm shook, and Bai Su glanced sharply at the lack of part of the thick nail polish on the tip of his nails.

It was like this hand was slashed in some place, and the color was scraped off under the fierce friction and collision. If you look closely, your nails were rough and bumpy.

"Oh... Then I'll change my hand."

Without waiting for a long time to respond, the male voice next door obediently retracted the hand and leaned out from underneath.

This time it was rough male palms, but the problem was...

Bai Su felt that he was not wrong.

The female palm was the right hand before, and the male palm... was also the right hand, and the finger orientation was the same.

It is impossible for a person to have two right hands.

Some thoughts are extremely scary and use them in my heart, making people shudder.

The rough man's right hand was swaying, waiting for someone to hand him the paper, as if he would not give up until he achieved his goal.

"Paper, give me paper--"

The begging sound became more and more rapid, and the tick-tick sound gradually became irritable.

After discovering a clear abnormality, Bai Su obviously would not hand the paper to the strange man next door. He looked back at the door handle and was about to break the door and leave.

Perhaps Bai Su refused to respond for a long time, and the male voice next door got angry.

The arm that poked out from under the partition suddenly stretched out, almost squeezing the upper arm to the shoulders, and grabbed Baisu's ankle with his palm.

This is an extremely twisted posture, and the human bones cannot pass through such a narrow gap, so it can only give up something.

The flesh and blood were pierced by the broken bones during the squeeze and scratches. The sound of crackling sounds continued to spread, and blood continued to gush out in the process, flowing out a large pool of blood.

When I was about to reach the white lem, the male palm transformed little by little, and the ghost hand, as pale as a corpse, waved it.

"Why don't you lend me paper! Why don't you lend me paper! Why don't you lend me paper! Why!!!"

Accompanied by a shrill roar, the door panel on the left was hit hard by something, and the contour of the raised shape was someone's outline, and then the ghost hand grabbed it hard.

Bai Su felt his sharp claws scratching his trouser legs, his cold and rough fingers grabbed his ankle, and suddenly pulled it to the left.

Bai Su shook for a while, but only for a while.

Nothing else happened.

The black-haired young man holding the door panel looked back speechlessly.

Last time he had already eaten a little bit of the fragile human body on the subway.

Although he was deliberately involved later, he was careless when he was caught off guard.

So after that, he increased his attention to human appearance, at least he would not be broken by touch.

The toilet ghost was a little stunned. It had never thought that it would fail to drag it, so it couldn't help but exert force again, and this time it couldn't move at all.

It feels like this, the script shouldn't be like this.

Bai Su exhaled.

He lifted out of the shackles of the ghost claws with his left foot with force, and heard a crisp click, which should have caused the ghost's wrist to be dislocated.

The already broken bones were dislocated even more violently. Bai Su glanced at him and stepped directly at the ghost hand.

The toilet ghost reacted now and quickly shrank his hand.

"Tsk."

The young man who stepped on the empty black-haired man pushed the door panel in front of him with force, and saw the screws and fixed slots breaking open, and the door was easily removed.

The moment he walked out of the compartment, Baisu raised his head and glanced sideways at the top of the partition on the left.

The toilet ghost climbed above the partition and his neck was pulled like a string to observe the people he was intimidated.

Now, it seems that it is the one being targeted.

The brunette young man smiled at it.

"Pai."

A woman who was not holding a ghost hand in the toilet and used to scare people fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!