Chapter 327: As a Massage Therapist, Having a Leg Is Reasonable, Right?

At this moment.

Officer Tan Qiao finally noticed something was wrong.

Good heavens!

On those fixed straps... there were actually clumps of brown stains.

At first glance, one might think they were wear marks.

After a careful inspection...

Tan Qiao was shocked to discover.

This damn thing is dried blood!

And you say this isn't a torture device!?

"It's like this."

"Sometimes my technique is a bit heavy."

"After all, some massage recipients are quite sensitive; if the technique is too light, they might feel uncomfortable."

"So I accidentally leave some bloodstains."

Fang Hao gave an outrageous explanation with a serious face:

"As for the bloodstains on the back..."

"That was probably left by gua sha."

"To clear internal heat."

Tan Qiao was stunned.

He stared at Fang Hao before him with wide, round eyes.

Stunned by the explanation Fang Hao had given.

Hand strength... too light?

You damn near pressed them to death!?

Who has hand strength so heavy it draws blood?

And gua sha drawing blood...

How rare is that!

Who said that!?

Who has internal heat so severe it reaches this level?

Red Boy?

At the scene.

Fang Hao looked at the two of them with great sincerity.

The expressions of Sir Tan and the cameraman.

Were all taken in by him.

At this moment, on his face...

appeared an expression of helplessness and innocence, 417.

"Sigh..."