Chapter 648: Neither of Us Counts as Human

Tu Mazi laughed loudly: "Tan Houzi, I knew you had a ghost in your heart."

Tan Houzi climbed up quickly, his butt was all wet, yellow soup flowed down his crotch, and the heavy smell of urine, plus a faint smell of feces, rushed straight to his nose.

"Tu Mazi, I'll fuck your mom." Tan Houzi roared, raised his hand, and slapped the pitted head fiercely.

Tu Mazi reacted very quickly, tilted his head up, and jumped off the partition lightly.

Tan Houzi kicked the door open, ran to the side, and saw Tu Mazi shaking his hands: "Don't hit, don't hit. If you dare to hit, I'll report you."

Tan Houzi clenched his fists, his finger joints cracking, and said through gritted teeth: "Are you even human, damn it?"

Tu Mazi smiled: "Don't say that. Who among us can count as human, damn it?"

Tan Houzi opened his mouth to say something else, but suddenly three people came in, and he swallowed the words he was about to say, just staring at Tu Mazi with red eyes.

The three people who came in saw Tan Houzi's butt was wet, and there was a smell of urine. They looked at each other, their corners of their mouths twitched. After peeing, all three left at the same time.

Faintly, they could hear the three people talking: "In the bathroom, why did he pee his pants?"

"It's estimated that he didn't have time to take off his pants before he peed."

"It shouldn't be that bad. A big person, if he couldn't hold it, why didn't he come to the bathroom earlier?"

"It's also possible he's sick. I heard that if you have kidney deficiency, you can't hold your urine."

"Stop talking nonsense, damn it. I haven't heard of anyone who can't hold their urine because of kidney deficiency."

"That's what I mean."

"Ha!"

Hearing the conversation getting further and further away and finally disappearing, Tu Mazi couldn't help but laugh again.

"You're still laughing, damn it. I'll kill you." Tan Houzi raised his fist and was about to move.

"Stop!" Tu Mazi said hurriedly: "I didn't do it on purpose either. Who told you to be sneaky and not tell me."

Tan Houzi's face was livid, and both eyes were red: "Do I have to tell you, damn it?"

Tu Mazi argued unreasonably: "Then you can't stop my curiosity. If you don't tell me, I'll follow you out of curiosity. Is it all my fault?"

"You..." Tan Houzi was so angry that his teeth were about to break. "I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen someone as shameless as you."

Tu Mazi grinned: "Mixing outside, if you want face, you'd have starved to death long ago, damn it. Besides, if you wanted face, damn it, could you be a Buddha?"

(Buddha refers to Beijing, the old thieves with very good skills in the 80s and 90s!)

Tan Houzi felt his crotch was cold, especially that smell of urine, which made him feel nauseous, and looking at Tu Mazi, he felt angry in his heart.

"Alright!" Tu Mazi said, "At worst, I'll treat you to a bath, find two pretty ladies, and give you a massage. That's fine, right?"

Tan Houzi was angry, but he also knew that this was absolutely not the time to fight: "Damn, looking at your sincerity, I won't argue with you."

After speaking, he began to look around again, thinking about where to hide the money and necklace.

Tu Mazi ran to the door to look, and after coming back, whispered: "Are you trying to hide the money and necklace?"

"Right!" Tan Houzi was still looking for a place, but he felt unsafe wherever he put it. "The police will come in a while, and they will definitely ask one by one. I can't go in and stay for another two years."

Tu Mazi smiled: "No need to hide the money, just give me half."

Tan Houzi stared: "Why should I give you half?"

"You're saying that." Tu Mazi said: "The money they lost must have a count. If you put it in your pocket, if the police really find it, can you explain it clearly?"

"As for hiding it here, it's not safe either. If someone sees it and takes it away, wouldn't we be busy for nothing? So, put half in your pocket, put half in my pocket, who dares to say we stole it?"

Tan Houzi sneered: "You're really treating me like a fool, damn it. If I put it in your pocket, can I still get it back?"

"What's our relationship?" Tu Mazi hugged Tan Houzi's shoulder: "Think about it, if there's any good thing, doesn't your brother think of you? Even women, your brother plays with you.

What's the matter, now that you've taken a few dollars, you've forgotten all the good things your brother did before? Is this how you, as a brother, act? In the future, how will your brother deal with you? Besides, this matter is for your own good."

Tan Houzi's eyes flickered. If he didn't give Tu Mazi half, he estimated that this guy would definitely ponder him and pit him.

"Okay, I'll give you half."

"That's right." Tu Mazi looked greedily at the money in Tan Houzi's hand.

Tan Houzi counted the money in his hand, more than 1,670, and gave Tu Mazi 800: "Is that okay!"

"Okay!" Tu Mazi took the money with a smile and put it in his pocket.

Tan Houzi said: "What about this necklace?"

Tu Mazi pointed to the sink: "Throw it into the sink's drain pipe. There is a bend below. The necklace is relatively heavy, so it will fall into the bend, and the water won't wash it away. When we have time, we'll come back to get it."

Tan Houzi looked at Tu Mazi: "Why do I feel like you're more like a Buddha than me, damn it."

Tu Mazi scolded: "Stop talking nonsense, damn it. Hurry up and throw the necklace in, so we can go back."

Tan Houzi walked to the sink, looked out first, then quickly threw the necklace into the drain pipe, then leaned over to look, and turned on the faucet to flush it.

Tu Mazi smiled: "Let's go!"

Tan Houzi pointed to his butt: "How do I walk like this?"

Tu Mazi said: "Now no one can leave, and we can't leave even more. Because whoever leaves will be suspected."

Tan Houzi also knew that if they wanted to go out now, no matter what the reason, they would definitely be suspected, so he could only endure the nausea in his heart and bite the bullet and go out of the restroom.

After coming out, although there was still some smell, he felt it was much lighter.

The two returned to their seats and sat down. Tan Houzi's butt twisted back and forth: "This is too uncomfortable, damn it."

Tu Mazi wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, fearing to stimulate Tan Houzi. Regardless, if both of them were unlucky, it would be bad.

"The police are here." Someone shouted from the window seat.

I saw a van parked at the gate of Dicos, followed by two sidecars.

An Jing was the first to come out of the van, followed by a middle-aged man in a police uniform. He was the director, Zhang Zhonghui.

An Jing had just finished talking to Zhang Zhonghui about the safety of the Balcony Music Show and was about to return when the police station received the Dicos police report call, and then they came back together.

"Chairman An!" The store manager hurriedly opened the door.

An Jing nodded and walked in with Zhang Zhonghui and several police officers.

"Chairman An!" Pan Huiling walked over quickly. Before An Jing asked, she told the story.

"Okay, I understand." Zhang Zhonghui didn't look at the man and woman, but walked toward the table, looking at the two young people sitting there: "When you came to this position, was the table cleaned?" ===== CHAPTER 649 =====