What should I do now? Should I use my hands to scratch it?

This is too much! This is really too much!

"ah!"

Zhang Zeshan yelled in the toilet, venting his anger and grievances, with tears streaming down his face.

"What the hell are you yelling about? Come out now."

One of the two bandits guarding outside cursed. They were specifically guarding Zhang Zeshan to prevent him from running away.

"Brother, I can't get out without a toilet ticket."

"Oh, I forgot about that. Wait a minute, I'll get you some paper."

After saying this, the bandit ran to get some paper. After a while, he came back and tore a few sheets of paper from the roll and handed them to Zhang Zeshan.

Zhang Zeshan: (?o?〃)

This... is this paper?

Such soft, white and good paper, he, as a nobleman, had never seen such paper before. How could he use it to wipe his butt?

Are these bandits so arrogant?

Do you have a mine at home?

Although it’s not as luxurious as using an anal dog, but what kind of place is this? A den of bandits!

Not only is the food good, but there is also such thin paper, which feels better than the paper he uses for writing.

Zhang Zeshan was confused again, wondering who were the nobles and who were the bandits.

He felt that the food and supplies these bandits had were better than those of him, a nobleman.

Coming out of the toilet, Zhang Zeshan said with an apologetic smile: "Two big brothers, this paper..."

"This is given by the boss. From now on, we won't need toilet paper anymore. We can just use this to wipe our butts."

Seeing Zhang Zeshan's shocked expression, the two bandits smiled and said, "We've long told you that our boss is the reincarnation of a god, but you didn't believe it. Now you believe it, right? Even you nobles have never used such good paper."

At this moment, the two bandits felt proud and proud.

Although we are bandits, we work like gods. Although you are from a noble family, you are just an ordinary person. You should be happy that we can capture you and bring you into our village.