The tribe members finally pulled him back, but he ran to the door of the toilet and squatted, not letting people go over. He insisted on saying that he was a grass, and even gestured his head with both hands into a flower.

Wang Wei, who was shouted back by the fire, burst into laughter when he saw this situation.

Wang Er should have been poisoned by mushrooms and had hallucinations.

Hearing the word poisoning, Wang Zhuang's eyes emitted a strange light.

He volunteered to go to the toilet to scoop a bamboo tube of feces.

Then, with the help of his tribe, he poured it into Wang Er's mouth.

After successfully helping Wang Er induce vomiting, Wang Zhuang was crying at some point, and a quiet look on his face was like a revenge and a quiet look that looked down on his life and death.

Wang Er, who woke up from the hallucination, was stunned after knowing what happened today.

He hugged Wang Wei and refused to let go, and cried for half an hour.

The smoky smell came out of his mouth almost made Wang Wei spit out all the soup he drank last night.

Fortunately, when Wang Zhuang entered the house, he helped Wang Wei to save the siege.

After seeing Wang Zhuang, the weak Wang Er jumped up and rushed over.
Chapter completed!