Hearing Ye Haochuan speak like this, Wang Yingjun trembled with rage, pointing at Ye Haochuan's nose, he said, "Ye Haochuan, you… you…"
He couldn't go on, as there was still urine trickling down his legs, and the stains on his gray trousers were becoming more and more apparent.
Around him, more and more people were gathering, pointing and whispering about him.
"Damn, such a grown man and he still can't control his peeing, what a disgrace!"
"If you ask me, since he can't hold his pee, he might as well wear diapers like a baby."
"Lucky it's just pee he can't hold, if it were poop too—man, that would really disgust people to death!"
…
Listening to the incessant chatter around him, Wang Yingjun felt an urge to die, and to make matters worse, he even began to feel like his anus was starting to get out of control as well. If he were to have an accident right there...