"Hmph!" Ye Chen let out a cold chuckle, turned around and said to Feng Zhixiao, "This kid's mouth is too filthy, give him a good rinse!"
"Got it!" Feng Zhixiao, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, grabbed Huangmao. Unfortunately, Huangmao struggled too violently, making it impossible for Feng Zhixiao to hold him. Feng Zhixiao cursed loudly, "Damn, Xiao Er, what are you guys standing around for, looking to die? Get in here and help!"
Xiao Er and the others rushed forward to help, each grabbing one of Huangmao's legs, and dragged him straight into the bathroom. The toilet bowl still filled with a vivid yellow liquid — no doubt some guy had relieved himself without flushing. Feng Zhixiao grinned, "Nice, there's some fresh 'toothpaste' for you! Guys, on three!"
"Haha..." Xiao Er and the others burst into laughter.
With a quick move, they shoved that guy's head into the toilet and pressed the flush button. Whoosh...
