"Brother Thirteen, I'm sorry."

Fu Feng slowly walked out of the toilet and put a red cross on my face.

My whole body felt numb, and then I realized that Mr. Sang was playing for real.

I had been holding in my shit for a while, but now I had no intention of shitting at all.

I was afraid that as soon as I squatted down, Mr. Sang would suddenly appear and blow my brain.

Just when I was about to leave, I suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind.

I kicked hard towards the toilet wall, grabbed it with my backhand, and directly grasped Mr. Sang's apricot brass ruler in my hand.

"Hey, luckily I was prepared."

Before I could finish my words, a bucket of cold water was suddenly poured over my head.

Fu Feng shook his head with a look of hatred on his face.

"If there was sulfuric acid in this barrel, you would be dead."

Having said that, he ruthlessly put a red cross on the back of my head.

Mr. Sang curled his lips and reminded: "Remember, your enemies may not all be in the open, and there may not be only one."

At this moment, another bucket of cold water was poured on my head.

Fu Feng looked helpless and put a red cross on me.

"Brother Thirteen, you have to be careful, your enemies may leave and come back at any time."

I spit out some water from my mouth, showing a bitter look on my face.

A sleepless night.

By the time dawn came, there was almost no good spot left on me.

Everywhere you look, there are red crosses everywhere.

I feel like my whole body is like a cross.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

There was a rapid knock on the door outside the hospital.

"Thirteenth Master, Thirteenth Master......"

Mr. Sang kicked me and looked out the door.

"You are deaf, why don't you open the door quickly?"

I couldn't help but shake my head like a rattle.

"If you don't go, I won't go even to death.

It must have been the master's aunt pretending to be her. I must have been tricked as soon as I opened the door.

I feel like you all want to harm me."

I shook my head warily.

"Fu Feng, go open the door and see what's going on."

Mr. Sang shook his head helplessly and shouted to Fu Feng.

Fu Feng opened the door and saw a figure wearing a hat and a large vest with his trouser legs rolled up.

I am not unfamiliar with this kind of dress, they are basically local fishermen.

There was another fisherman supporting him, leaning on his shoulder with a dull expression.

"Brother Ah Sheng, what's wrong with Ah Wei?"

After Fu Feng saw the two of them, he quickly asked.

Ah Sheng and Ah Wei are two brothers. The two brothers make a living by fishing, and their families also live in the old city street.

On weekdays, we would meet each other without looking up, and sometimes he would even give us some river delicacies.

After Ah Sheng helped Ah Wei to the examination table, he scanned around the room and couldn't find me.

"Doctor Fu, where is the Thirteenth Master?"

Fu Feng coughed twice and pointed at me.

"That's the big red cross."

Ah Sheng frowned, and then he saw my eyebrows through the gaps between a bunch of red crosses.

"I understand, I understand, foreigners call this performance art."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes and walked towards Ah Wei on the consulting table.

I saw that Ah Wei's expression was dull and his eyes were lifeless, as if he had lost his soul.

I unbuttoned Ah Wei's shirt, and a fishy smell immediately hit my face.

On Ah Wei's body, there are patches of spots that resemble fish scales.

"Master Sang, can you see what it is?"

Sang Ye glanced at the fish scale patterns on Ah Wei's body and stroked his beard.
Chapter completed!