When Bai Su went to the bathroom, he encountered a crowd of people in line again.

He looked at it and saw that the line was stretching from the women's side.

sighed that the business of the hot pot restaurant was really good, and Bai Su borrowed the way from the female team and crossed over to the men's bathroom.

He just pretended to be a random place to stay for a while.

The smell of public toilets has always been bad, and even though this is a brand new storefront, it is still a stream of disinfectant that suppresses the faint smell.

Bai Su casually picked a compartment and entered, and sat there yawning.

He didn't have a mobile phone, so he could only close his eyes and count down to dozens of seconds before going out.

As the minutes ticked by, counting them, he suddenly felt the smell of the bathroom smell better.

Sweet and greasy, soft and glutinous, Bai Su thinks this is a bit like the candy flavor eaten by humans.

"Goo."

Swallowing his saliva, Bai Su opened his eyes suddenly.

It smells so good.

Even though he had already eaten a large amount of food at the hot pot buffet, he still felt the hunger rush through his brain.

Gluttonous.

Bai Su reached for the doorknob with his five fingers, twisted it but didn't twist it open.

What's the situation? Squinting his eyes, he found that the door lock was broken, the whole lock was stuck, and he had to disassemble it violently if he wanted to open the door.

Bai Su moved his wrist.

He had just put his fingertips on the lock, and was about to exert his strength, when he suddenly noticed that the scent that had hooked him was gone.

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

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

Bai Su frowned in displeasure and turned his head to the left.

He looked at the door, and the knocking sound behind the door panel continued, and then a hoarse middle-aged male voice opened his mouth: "I have no paper, can you lend me some paper?" ”

It's a very common paper borrowing operation, as long as the surroundings are not so quiet.

The bustling movement of hot pot restaurants and even some shopping malls further away can no longer be heard.

Bai Su thinks that the problem is not his own hearing, so the only thing that can be changed is the surrounding environment.

It may be that from the moment the scent sweeps over, the human voice disappears.

The male voice borrowing paper next door saw that no one answered, and the tapping sound became a little more violent: "Is my brother here?" Borrow a piece of paper, it's urgent, just put it in my hand. ”

Then, from under the door panel of the next room, a hand reached out.

Bai Su caught a glimpse of it, and then looked down.

It was a woman's hand.

The plain white slender five fingers are slightly open and curved upward, and even on the palm side, you can still see the bright red nail polish on the back of the nail.

The woman's hand is constantly arched and stretched there, and the posture is fixed.

Bai Su then bent down.

How can a men's toilet have a woman's hands?

When observing, Bai Su vaguely noticed that someone was watching him, but at this moment he focused on the hand below, and did not trace the source of his sight.

As if realizing Bai Su's doubts, the middle-aged man next door clicked and laughed twice.

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

This is not a question of discrimination or non-discrimination, and Baisu respects all human hobbies.

It's just that...... The hand can only be feminine from any point of view, and the bones are also very thin, completely different from men.

The palm of the five-fingered danko shook, and Bai Xu glanced sharply at the tip of the nail where the rich nail polish was missing.

It's as if this hand is picking at something hard, and under the fierce friction and collision, the color is scraped off, and the bare point, and if you look closely, the nails are also rough and pitted.

"Oh...... Then I'll change my hand. ”

Before he could respond, the male voice next door obediently withdrew his hand and leaned out from underneath with a different hand.

This time it's rough male palms, but the question is......

Bai Su felt that he was not mistaken.

The previous female palm was the right hand, and the male palm was ...... It is also the right hand, and the fingers are facing the same direction.

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

Some careful thinking is extremely afraid to use in the heart, which makes people shudder.

The rough man's right hand was swinging there, waiting for someone to hand him the paper, as if he would not stop until he had achieved his goal.

"Paper, give me paper—"

The begging voices became more and more urgent, and the sound of tuk-tuk tapping became more and more irritable.

Bai Su obviously wouldn't hand the paper to the weirdo next door after noticing the obvious abnormality, and he looked back at the doorknob and prepared to break down the door and leave.

Maybe Bai Su didn't respond for a long time, and the male voice next door got angry.

The arm that poked out from under the partition stretched out violently, almost squeezing in from the upper arm to the shoulder, and the palm of his hand grabbed Bai Su's ankle.

It's an extremely distorted posture, and the human skeleton can't fit through such a narrow gap, so it has to give up something.

The flesh was pierced by the shattered bones in the squeezing and scraping, and the clatter sound was incessant, and the blood continued to gush out in the process, and a large pool of blood flowed out.

When he was about to reach the white leg, the male palm transformed little by little, and the ghost hand as pale as a dead corpse waved down.

"Why don't you lend me paper! Why, why! Why don't you even lend me paper! Why!!! ”

With a terrible roar, the door panel on the left side was hit hard, and the raised shape was the outline of a person, and then the ghost hand grabbed it fiercely.

Bai Su felt the sharp claws cut through his trouser legs, and the cold, rough five fingers grabbed his ankles, and suddenly tugged to the left.

Bai Su shook it for a moment, and it was only for a moment.

Nothing else happened.

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

He had already suffered a little bit of the fragility of the human body on the subway last time.

Although there was an element of his intention later, it was his carelessness to be caught off guard and his wrist was melted.

So after that, he paid a little more attention to the human form, at least not to be shattered at the slightest touch.

The toilet ghost was a little stunned, it didn't think that it had failed to drag, and couldn't help but exert itself again, this time even more still.

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

Bai Su exhaled.

As soon as he exerted his left foot, he broke free from the shackles of the ghost's claws, and he heard a crisp click, which must have dislocated the ghost's wrist.

The already sparse bones were even more misplaced, Bai Su glanced at it, and stepped directly towards the ghost hand with his raised foot.

The toilet ghost reacted at this moment and quickly withdrew his hand.

"Tsk."

The black-haired young man who stepped on the air pushed the door panel in front of him with his strength, only to see the screws and fixed card slots collapse, and the door was easily removed.

The moment he walked out of the cubicle, Bai Su raised his head and squinted over the partition on the left.

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

Now, it seems to be the one being targeted.

The black-haired youth smiled at it.

"Smack."

The toilet ghost hand did not hold it steadily, and the woman who used it to scare people fell to the ground with a broken palm.