The long-faced man who had made up his mind to look home before was already confused now.

Hearing the question, his old face turned red and he covered his stomach and whispered:

"I, I...want to pee."

Yes, no one can hold it in if they drink water like this.

But when Mo Fengwu heard this, she did not nod directly.

Instead, he stood up from the chair, then came to the long-faced man and said:

"It's right to have urine, hold it in."

ah?

The long-faced man suddenly became stupid.

Not only him, but even the people in the audience were stunned when they heard this.

Even the doctor has no reason not to let someone go to the toilet! If this is so suffocated... everyone couldn't help but look at the man with a long face, and then they saw that the other party was clamping his legs and constantly taking small steps, as if

He was going to pee the next moment, but he tried hard to endure it.

Too pitiful.

Everyone showed their feelings of indulgence.

At this time, Mo Fengwu suddenly raised his hand and turned it over, and then five silver needles pierced directly into the chest of the long-faced man.

The long-faced man who was about to collapse was frozen in an instant, and then the next second, he felt like boiling water all over his body suddenly boiling.

"ah!"

Suddenly, he roared and blurted out suddenly.

And the moment he opened his mouth, a black pill was thrown into his mouth.

Then, without waiting for a reaction, he swallowed it directly into his stomach.

"Give him a chamber pot and let him pee!"

After calmly giving a command, Mo Fengwu turned around and sat back in the seat again.

After a while, when the long-faced man finally finished peeing, Mo Fengwu then took out another vermilion pill and threw it to the guard assistant next to him, saying:

"Prepare half a bowl of strong liquor, put this in, stir well, and let him drink it."

The guard nodded when he heard this, and after a moment, he fed half a bowl of strong wine mixed with pills directly to the long-faced man.

After drinking the strong wine, the long-faced man felt uncomfortable all over. Mo Fengwu stood up again and pulled out the five silver needles from his chest, then took out the dagger and shone it on his wrist, and then slashed it.

The knife was not deep or shallow, and even the long-faced man felt no pain. But in an instant, a stream of blood with a fishy smell flowed out of the wound.

But soon, the stinking smell disappeared.

Mo Fengwu glanced at it, then took out two or two, put the wound in a pack, and sat back in his seat.

At this point, it took just over half an hour to finish.

At this time, the long-faced man looked at his wrapped wrist and looked at Mo Fengwu, who was calm and gentle. Finally, he couldn't help but step forward and asked carefully:

"Little, Miss...I, this..."

"alright."

The long-faced man was stunned and his eyes widened in disbelief: "I, am I okay? Miss, you, you..."

Mo Fengwu raised her eyes, glanced at him, and said, "Why, don't you believe what I said?"

"No, no! Small, small, just..." The long-faced man shook his head quickly, but his originally desolate face couldn't help twisting. The next second, he couldn't help but suddenly became excited.

Calling:

"I'm fine! Hahaha, I don't have to die, I don't have to die! I'm fine!"

The mood of escaping from death made the long-faced man completely excited.

When everyone in the audience heard this, they were in an uproar.

"Okay? It's really good?"

"Didn't it meant one hour? How long has it been? It took a little more than half an hour..."
Chapter completed!