Just as he was about to fight back, his hands were forcibly held down. If a beam of light were to illuminate his face, people would see that it was flushed red, and even somewhat bluish-purple.
Thirty to forty seconds later, his tense struggling body suddenly relaxed.
The few people released him, placed him sitting against the wall, looking like some drunk fool passed out here. Then they left one person to guard the restroom door, while the others went inside.
At this moment, Arthur was sitting on the toilet, squinting and leaning his head back, his eyes constantly twitching, indicating that he was about to reach his peak!
His mind became muddled at this moment, as if he was in the midst of the universe...
It was just then that the restroom stall door was suddenly opened and several cold-faced individuals stood outside.
The girl paused her stuttering motion, calmly and curiously turned her head to look at them, only to welcome a fierce kick.
