Cao Guangling opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he seemed to be so frightened by Chen Tian's words that he lost his voice all of a sudden, smacking his lips empty, and he couldn't spit out the words that came to his mouth.

Wang Chuan sighed secretly in his heart, the person who lost was the second generation of the Eight Great Sword Sects, if he didn't have the support of the head father and the famous faction, I was afraid that if he went out, he would have to scare the martial arts reckless people to death. I don't know how the Hanshan faction cultivated a head son like this.

"The trial here is over, come and get someone."

The door to the T-shaped torture chamber opened, and the colleague in the door stuck out his head and shouted.

"I'll go."

Wang Chuan said a word and walked towards the T-shaped torture room. I just put a group mockery, and here I am, just go to the torture room to pick up people.

In the T-shaped torture room is Bao Cangshan, a young man from the Qingcheng faction. After his spirit returned to normal, the young man's sleek body seemed to suddenly feel cold in the middle of the night, bent over and shrunk, shivering all over. Especially the right arm, which trembled very much, as if it was shocked on the massage chair and couldn't stop.

When Wang Chuan entered the torture room, Bao Cangshan was signing and drawing the detention. But seeing that Bao Shaoxia trembled and lifted the pen to dip it in ink, and hung the pen above the confession book, his arm suddenly shook violently as if he was possessed by a ghost.

The colleagues in the torture room were startled and hurriedly said: "I'm crazy again, this guy hasn't been addicted to drugs yet!" Tell Suo Lao to play and play him. ”

"Lao Wang went to call someone, and we held him down."

Another colleague said.

The two said that they were going to press Bao Cangshan, and Wang Chuan turned around and walked out. Wang Chuan didn't know the "Suo Lao Dan", but it seemed that the colleague of the serious crime team who was good at snapping his fingers didn't run away.

"Wait, wait, don't! I'm not addicted to drugs, I'm an old problem. ”

Bao Cangshan's face turned pale, and he hurriedly screamed, "I'll sign it!" I'll sign it! It seems that Suo Laodan's single-handed playing skills have caused a lot of psychological shadow on him.

Wang Chuan retracted his feet, and the two arresters in the torture room also stopped moving. This Qingcheng young man is still in good spirits, and his speech is also coherent, it seems that he is really not crazy. Since you're not crazy, there's no need to ask for an old man. After all, that scene was quite appropriate, and people felt a chill under their crotch when they saw it, and they didn't want to see it again if it wasn't necessary.

Bao Cangshan was frightened and anxious to sign, but his hand trembled more and more, and Wang Chuan was very worried that he would paint the confession book with a large black fork.

"Sign, sign!"

Bao Cangshan gritted his teeth, and his other hand suddenly pressed the wrist of the hand holding the pen, as if subduing demons and subduing demons, the whole person pressed down, and the hand holding the pen pressed on the edge of the table.

"Brush!"

The tip of the brush finally clicked on the confession book, and several people present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Bao Cangshan's series of actions were completed, as if a major event had been solved.

But that hand was not completely subdued, even when writing Bao Cangshan's name, he was trembling, and the words that fell on the paper were not written at all, but trembling. Wang Chuan thought to himself that the loss was a brush rather than a ballpoint pen gel pen, otherwise this would be like a pile driver. Bao Shaoxia is not a ghost, nor is he a loose addict, but a simple piledriver.

When Bao Cangshan finished laying the pile, a bunch of ink spots fell on the confession book, which was heavier, lighter, thicker and lighter, like a hole made by mice lining up, and the words "Bao Cangshan" were forcefully discharged.

After signing the letter, Bao Cangshan dipped his finger in the red clay painting, but the hand was still trembling, his fingers poked back and forth, and he drew five circles on the outside of the name, but he couldn't poke his name.

"What is this drawing?"

The two colleagues couldn't laugh or cry.

Wang Chuan looked at the confession book and said with certainty: "The five rings drawn." ”

"Don't worry, everyone, I will submit this hand and let it obediently press the handprint."

Bao Cangshan seemed to have just been on the hand like the crazy demon, and the other hand grabbed his wrist, looking at the curled fingers and gritting his teeth, as if he was looking at the enemy of life and death.

Wang Chuan rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "What are you competing with a finger, can't you change a hand?" "That's it, just this action, saying that he didn't take medicine and take hi, no one believed it.

As soon as Wang Chuan finished speaking, the scene suddenly fell into embarrassment.

Bao Cangshan silently put down his trembling arm, dipped the index finger of his other hand in red mud, and pressed the handprint. The confession book simply went through nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties, and finally completed the mission. It's just that the graffiti-like signatures and five-ring marks on it are not very beautiful.

After finishing the matter, Wang Chuan took Bao Cangshan to the toilet. Bao Cangshan and Cao Guangling met for the first time after they woke up, and the two faced each other with their bare buttocks, they couldn't bear to look at each other, and they had a sense of vicissitudes that they hadn't seen for a long time.

People are not things!

"Follow me."

Chen Tian didn't pay attention to the feelings of the two young heroes, and interrupted the two of them very emotionally, and first took the medicine powder and carried the small clay pot into the toilet.

Wang Chuan had no choice but to follow Chen Tianxu back to the scenery and pushed Bao Cangshan into the toilet.

Everyone waited outside the toilet, and after a while, no one came out, but they heard Chen Tian in the toilet shouting urgently: "Donor, be steady!" Donors, be steady! The voice was like what happened to the young man of Qingcheng.

followed by Bao Cangshan's crying voice: "I'm sorry, it's not that I'm unstable, it's that I really can't get in!" ”

Everyone outside looked at each other, and the picture in the brain supplement toilet couldn't help but tremble and clamped their buttocks.

Wang Chuan recalled the inside of the torture room, and could guess the truth, it must have been Bao Cangshan's trembling arms that couldn't hold the small clay pot unsteadily, or couldn't hold the stick steadily, and it was difficult to pick up the urine. But after these words, Wang Chuan was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to speak.

"Ahem, ahem......"

Cao Guangling coughed dryly twice, pulled back everyone's thoughts, and then explained, "Don't misunderstand, Brother Cangshan fought with someone two years ago, lost half a move, and was knocked off his arm with a whistle stick, and since then, his right arm has fallen into trouble, and he has been trembling all year round, and he can't stop." Alas, it's really miserable to say, and now he even eats and scatters, we have to feed him, pitiful, pitiful. ”

Pity your sister!

Originally, it sounded a little pitiful, but as soon as this last sentence was added, the whole thing changed! Wang Chuan pushed Cao Guangling into the toilet and said, "You go and help him." ”

"How can I help?"

Cao Guangling turned around and asked, his expression colorful, frightened and embarrassed, and a little reluctant.

Wang Chuan said: "Help him carry the pot." ”

Cao Guangling's face turned pale. But looking at the crowd of fast catchers outside the toilet, where did he dare to resist, and entered the toilet with a miserable face.

The crowd stared at the toilet without squinting, not knowing what scene they had made up again.

Wang Chuan sighed and said, "So, what Mr. Yang said is really right, fighting, relying on the strength of the crowd, fighting alone is not the right way after all." If you look at this, you just suffered a heads-up loss, fell into trouble, and there were endless disasters. ”

The crowd didn't know where to make up for this "aftermath", and after listening to Wang Chuan's emotion, they all nodded thoughtfully.