Chapter 517 Running to Riemann's doorstep to defecate
It was already late at night when Huang Dehan returned to his dormitory.
His hand was on the doorknob, but he couldn't turn it.
The door was locked from the inside.
He knocked on the door.
The people inside heard the noise, but no one got up to open the door for him.
Everyone was exhausted after a long day, and no one wanted to get out of bed to open the door for him.
Huang Dehan knocked on the door a few more times, but still no one came to open it for him.
He had no choice but to sit down at the door.
He had only been sitting down for a short while when he suddenly felt a churning in his stomach.
He needs to use the restroom!
I probably ate something that upset my stomach.
He quickly stood up.
But he can't get in, so where can he go to the toilet?
Huang Dehan was so anxious that he was pacing around in circles, clutching his buttocks. He was about to lose control, so he quickly ran out.
He had just run out of the gate when he couldn't hold on any longer. He quickly unzipped his pants and started pulling at the gate.
Crackle, crackle.
It all came down in a blur.
After unleashing his anger, Huang Dehan finally felt much better.
Luckily it's the middle of the night, otherwise it would be too embarrassing if someone saw him pooping on the side of the road.
After he finished, Huang Dehan realized that he hadn't brought any toilet paper.
what to do?
You can't exactly wipe it with your hands, can you?
He glanced at the roadside.
The streets in Country M are so clean; I didn't see a single scrap of paper.
There was a tree nearby, so he pulled up his pants, moved over, and picked up a few leaves to wipe his bottom.
After wiping his bottom, he pulled up his pants and stood up.
Looking at the pile of fertilizer on the ground, he didn't know what to do.
If I don't clean it up, I'll definitely get yelled at tomorrow.
Just when he didn't know what to do, his stomach started hurting again.
"Holy crap! Are you kidding me? Not again?"
Without thinking twice, he ran to the tree, unzipped his pants, and squatted down.
Then came another burst of crackling and popping, like water being released from a dam.
He has medicine for diarrhea, but it's in his dorm room.
After he finished defecating, he wiped his bottom with leaves.
Another puddle appeared on the ground, and now he really didn't know what to do.
Without a broom or any tools, he can't clean it up.
He was in a dilemma.
To avoid being criticized, he decided to leave.
As long as he's not around, no one suspects he did it.
Huang Dehan quickly left the area.
But after walking only a few steps, his stomach started hurting again.
Are you kidding me? Is it the roast chicken that's the problem?
That damn blond foreigner, that heartless, rotten-necked bastard.
Not far from Riemann's villa, Huang Dehan quickly started running to get to Riemann's door to pull her away.
Despite the stomach pain, he jogged all the way to Riemann's house. He couldn't hold it in any longer, so he took off his pants and squatted down at the front door of Riemann's house to relieve himself.
Huang Dehan thought no one knew what he was doing, but he didn't expect that his actions were all captured on surveillance cameras.
After he finished, he left Riemann's house.
After leaving Riemann's house, he ran to a KFC.
Because there are toilets in KFC.
He had diarrhea all night, until his limbs were weak and he felt utterly powerless.
He didn't feel a little better until late at night, when it was just beginning to get light.
He curled up on the sofa in KFC and took a short nap.
The wound on his knee had scabbed over, and the blood had congealed on his skin.
Huang Dehan was too lazy to deal with it.
...
The next morning, the restaurant staff got up to go to work, but they didn't expect to step in poop as soon as they stepped out the door.
The cursing suddenly shattered the morning tranquility:
"Damn it! Who's so inconsiderate as to poop right outside the door?!"
"I'll curse your ancestors for eighteen generations!"
"Which idiot did this? Come out here! I curse you to have sores on your ass and pus flowing from your feet!"
The lucky person who didn't step in poop said, "Stop cursing. There are security cameras, aren't there? Check the footage and we'll know who did it."
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately went to check the surveillance footage.
The group pulled up the surveillance footage from last night.
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