Seeing this, the little fox jumped to the side, opened his mouth to bite off the wire, and sprinkled water from the sprinkler head towards the president.

The wires hit the ground, the president was electrocuted, and his body twitched = twitched.

"Hmm, hmm, ah. "The president kept screaming and drinking a lot of toilet water, he struggled and fell heavily to the ground.

The bodyguards outside heard the noise and rushed in towards the bedroom.

The bodyguard lifted his foot, and when he walked in, he was also electrocuted and fell to the ground en masse.

Suddenly, the whole villa was pitch black.

At midnight, doctors arrived at the villa and saw a group of people lying in the bathroom, their skin charred by electricity, and the president's mouth foaming at the mouth.

"President, President. The doctor walked in.

After the power was cut off, the men were rescued, all convulsive = convulsions.

The president was dragged to bed, and the doctor examined him, and after taking some medicine, he was relieved.

"Who did it? Check, all the bodyguards' backgrounds must be rechecked. The president shouted angrily and reached out to slap the table, but the table suddenly cracked, and a nail stood there, and his hand slapped down.

"Shhh The president gritted his teeth and looked down at the nails passing through his palms.

He pulled his hand up with all his might, and blood rushed out.

The little fox lay at the bottom of the bed, looking at the messy appearance of those people, it snored, and slept more deeply.

"Mr. President....."

The president was bandaged by the doctor, and when he saw the secretary, he fell over with a cup.

"Check, check! Everyone's checked. The president exuded coldness all over his body, and the aura of danger burst out, and he looked at the people around him, each of whom was suspicious.

At this time, a bodyguard stepped forward and said, "Mr. President, the wire has been bitten off, and the shape of this tooth mark seems to be that it was bitten by a mouse." ”

Hearing this, the president spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"Mouse?" the president glanced at him coldly, and the bodyguard instantly shut up.

In the villa, the atmosphere was extremely weird, everyone checked, and the monitor was also called up, but no one was found.

The president's face was black, he was trembling and almost vomiting blood.

"Get out. The president shouted coldly, and the bodyguards all withdrew.

The doctor wanted to stop talking, but he didn't know whether to say it or not, but the president looked at him: "If you have anything to say, just say it." ”

Hearing his words, the doctor pushed his glasses and said, "President, this... Urine... Are you going to pour it out?"

"Pee, pee?" the president looked at the leftover boiling water, it was actually urine?

The doctor looked at him with a dark face, he was a little timid, but he had the courage to say: "Back to the president, this smell, and the smell, according to my years of experience in medicine, it is determined that ninety percent of it is urine." ”

"Gross. The president vomited instantly, he raised his hand, looked at the dirty black on his hands, and said to the doctor, "This... What is it?"

The doctor stepped forward and sniffed, then took a half-step back.

"Is that the medicine you prescribed?" the president asked, grimacing.

The doctor was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and said to him, "Back to the president, I am prescribing sleeping pills, not this." ”

"What is this?" the president asked in a cold voice.

The doctor raised his head slightly, took a deep breath, and was afraid that saying it directly would anger him, so he could only say tactfully: "It is a stool that is digested in the stomach and intestines after people eat things, and finally form stool." ”

"Snap" the president's hand and slam it on the table.

He looked outside with a cold face and said, "Shoot the bodyguard just now." ”

After tossing, it was the middle of the night, and the president was helped to bed to rest.

He lay on the bed, fell asleep in a daze, only felt a pain in his neck, and a "snap" slap was pumped towards his face.

He was thrust out of bed in pain, and the little fox ran out of the window and disappeared into the night.

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