The boss of a foreign organization called the police, claiming that he was defrauded by me

After confirming that the volume and frequency of the snoring had not changed, the black shadow quietly let out a sigh of relief.

Then he took out a small bottle from behind, skillfully lifted up a corner of McTavish's underwear with one hand, and poured all the powdery substance in the bottle into it. The whole process was silent, as if he was completing a mysterious task.

Not long after, McTavish, who was immersed in his sleep, was awakened by an inexplicable feeling. He sat up suddenly, and instantly felt a strange sensation of numbness, spiciness, pain and itching hitting the top of his head. He almost collapsed.

"Ah -!!! It hurts so much -!!! It's so hot, what on earth is going on!" He cried out in agony, trying to understand this sudden torture.

McTavish struggled to jump up and turned around on the spot. As soon as his hands touched his buttocks, he quickly withdrew them. The sour feeling was indescribable.

"Someone come quickly, help!" he wailed in pain.

Due to his mobility problems, he could only run in a peculiar posture with his butt raised high. Although this scene was extremely funny, no one found it funny given the situation at the time.

On the other hand, Price and other team members were still immersed in a sweet dream. Last night's game was so exhausting for them that no one woke up when it was time to get up.

Even some team members who woke up occasionally would quickly fall asleep again after looking at the clock.

At this moment, McTavish's scream seemed particularly abrupt, but it was soon drowned out by the hustle and bustle of the early morning.

As McTavish's shouts grew louder, Price and the others were finally woken up.

They opened the door and saw McTavish wandering around the door in a strange posture, with his buttocks abnormally red and swollen, and they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The laughter was full of teasing and mocking towards McTavish, but McTavish was too busy to be angry at the moment. His butt was in unbearable pain, as if it was burning with fire.

Amid the laughter of the crowd, McTavish struggled to maintain his noble posture and moved towards them step by step.

He gritted his teeth and said, "My butt hurts so much, help me see what's going on."

Although his voice was hoarse, his request was urgent and genuine.

Thus, a farce began about how to safely view and handle this emergency.

Price and others gathered around the distressed McTavish and began to discuss how to check his hip.

However, whenever they tried to touch or approach that sensitive area, McTavish would moan in pain, making it difficult for them to do anything.

Nicolai suggested using scissors to carefully cut away the pants and underwear that were stuck to the skin to avoid further damage.

This suggestion was approved by everyone, and although the process was a bit difficult and embarrassing, with their joint efforts, they finally succeeded in helping McTavish take off the restraints and reveal his swollen buttocks.

Looking at McTavish's buttocks, which were as bright as red apples and had expanded to twice their size, everyone burst into laughter again.

While they were teasing, they also felt sympathy for McTavish's pain.

However, for McTavish himself, this moment of torment and humiliation was undoubtedly a memory he would never forget.

After experiencing this sudden ordeal, he deeply realized the importance of staying vigilant and paying attention to personal hygiene to avoid falling into a similar embarrassing situation again.

A bright red, constantly vibrating basketball came into view.

"What's going on? Why is my hip so uncomfortable?" McTavish shouted anxiously.

"Is it swollen? Let me take a look." someone responded.

"What is going on?" he asked anxiously.

McTavish guessed that maybe he was bitten by some insect while camping last night. He had had similar experiences before, but this time the pain was much worse than before.

Price seemed to smell a pungent odor. He stared at the torn trouser leg, the red area, and fell into deep thought.

Then he gently dipped a little with his finger, rubbed it, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed, and suddenly he understood.

Seeing this, Nikolai and Sandmann roughly guessed the reason.

"It's chili powder," Price said, "and it's the devil's pepper powder, which is the hottest pepper in the world."

"Looking at the situation, I'm afraid he spilled a whole can." Someone added, "That's why it's so swollen."

Price analyzed that he has a strong taste and had tried this kind of pepper before, but his mouth was so spicy that it swollen and it took him several days to recover.

Since then, he never touched this kind of pepper again. Even someone who loves spicy food like him couldn't bear the hellish spiciness.

To avoid suffering again, he has all but cut the devil peppers out of his life, keeping only a small jar as a collection in his kitchen.

Looking at McTavish's expression, Price immediately understood whose prank it was.

“Hahahaha——!!!” He couldn’t help laughing out loud.

"What the hell, why is there chili powder in my pants?" McTavish roared, "I know it, it's Riley! He must have done it secretly last night!"

He thought back and realized that it was no wonder that they kept asking him last night if he was sure he wanted to stay there. It turned out that they had known about it for a long time and were all in the same group!

McTavish realized that it was impossible for an insect bite to be so powerful.

There are no harmful insects on this base. This can only be Riley's prank.

He no longer cared about the awkward posture. He put his legs together, protected the front with one hand, and tried to attack the three people around him with the other hand.

The posture was as if he would swing anything in his hand away, completely disregarding the possible damage.

"Hey, Soap, there's no need to be so ungrateful!" Nikolai, Sandman, and Price explained, "We were just checking your injuries! And now you want to beat us up. How heartless!"

They explained that although they all knew Riley might play a prank last night, they couldn't say it out loud because Riley was there at the time.

"I don't believe you!" McTavish said stubbornly, "You are obviously just watching the show, waiting for me to make a fool of myself!"

Although he knew that Price and others could not stop Riley, the anger in his heart was hard to calm down.

However, due to bending over for a long time, he suddenly exerted too much force and his buttocks hit the corner of the table.

“Ah——!!!” The screams resounded throughout the space.

At this moment, members of the Black Rose Women's Special Operations Team happened to pass by and were startled by the sudden loud noise.

"What's wrong?" Aoi ran over first and asked curiously.

Then she saw McTavish in a strange posture.

"You hooligan --!!! You perverted exhibitionist --!!!" Aoi shouted loudly, subconsciously covering her eyes with both hands, but secretly opening her fingers to peek openly, with a gloating smile on the corner of her mouth.

The other team members also gathered around curiously. McTavish could no longer bear it, so he covered his front with one hand and his back with the other, and quickly moved to the nearest room.

However, how could one hand cover both buttocks?
So, everyone in the Black Rose Women's Special Operations Team saw his extremely red and swollen butt, which was as big as a basketball court.

Their reactions varied, some were surprised, shocked, ashamed, some felt it was offensive, and some burst into laughter.

Especially Aoi and the Fox Spirit, they curiously asked Price and others what happened.

Price told them the truth without hiding anything: "It was the devil chili powder. It should be the can of chili powder I hid in the kitchen. He sat on it all!" There was some regret and reluctance in his tone, because that was his only can of devil chili powder.

Upon hearing this, the members of the Black Rose Women's Special Operations Team widened their eyes, and some even covered their mouths.

Although they guessed that this was Riley's work, they didn't expect it to be so cruel. "Hahaha!" They couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Riley is really a genius!"

Price and others also expressed their deep agreement, and they were also somewhat frightened.

Fortunately, they were much more restrained than McTavish and did not behave so exaggeratedly.

At this time, a familiar voice came from behind the crowd: "What are you calling me for? I seem to hear my own name..."

It's Riley!
He opened the door at some point and leaned against it, smiling like a devil returning from hell.

Everyone shuddered involuntarily, then put on hypocritical smiles and greeted Riley enthusiastically.

Riley smiled slightly and answered their questions in a good manner.

He pretended nothing happened, naturally and innocently.

Price and others were somewhat impressed by Riley's acting skills, but if they didn't know Riley so well, they would really think that this guy was innocent.

However, they are not innocent.

There is no innocent person at the scene now.

Riley was about to go to the kitchen to make something to eat when he suddenly remembered something and said casually, "Captain, I used up your can of seasoning yesterday. It's the one in the corner. Sorry, I used it up by accident. Do you mind?"

Price really didn't dare to say that he minded.

No matter how embarrassed, awkward, uncomfortable, twisted, and guilty he felt inside, he always looked like a good brother and waved his hand with an 'ok' gesture.

When it comes to acting, Price is no less capable than Riley.

Riley was not surprised by the captain's behavior. He smiled and made a generous invitation: "I'm going to the kitchen to make a sandwich. Do you want to eat? Do you want me to make some for you?"

However, in the eyes of everyone, this was tantamount to an invitation to death. They shook their heads more frequently and rejected his kindness.

The proposal was resolutely rejected.

They had no interest in the so-called "last meal".

They would not be as stupid as McTavish and ask for trouble.

Riley didn't care about it and just smiled faintly.

"Oh, really? That's a pity!" he said.

“Then I’ll make it for you next time.” There was a hint of regret in his tone, as if he felt sorry that people couldn’t taste his cooking, or maybe it was something else... Only he knew it best.

Elsewhere, McTavish hurried to Nikolai's room and fell headfirst onto the bed.

His facial expression was distorted, and it was obvious that the pain in his butt was aggravated by the ordeal just now.

The stinging pain turned into a combination of stinging and throbbing pain, and the stimulation of the cool breeze made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

His pain was obvious from his expression.

Not long after, Price, Nikolai and Sandman walked in.

Originally, Aoi also wanted to join in the fun, but was stopped by Ran and others.

"Don't go too far, or you might end up like McTavish!" Lan warned.

Aoi was stunned for a moment, she really didn't want to end up like McTavish.

After all, people cannot be too complacent, otherwise they may suffer retribution at any time.

So, Aoi stayed with Lan obediently and vowed not to laugh at McTavish.

"It was a close call, I almost made it." Aoi patted his chest and said with lingering fear.

"Soap's experience tells us that if you don't seek death, you won't die. Sooner or later, you will have to pay for your troubles."

"I have to be more careful next time..."

Aoi sat closely beside Lan, still feeling a little flustered.

She felt safer staying with Lan. Apart from Price, Lan was the most reliable person.

In the room, Nikolai felt that he could no longer bear it.

McTavish was lying on his beloved bed sheets, and he hadn't taken a shower all night, and now he was lying on his stomach with his lower body naked.

That huge butt stands out and cannot be ignored.

"Hold on!" Nikolai warned himself in his heart, "Soap is in a bad enough situation now, we still need to show some camaraderie."

"Just wash it off later!"

Price took out the ointment he had just picked up from the table.

"Lie down, I'll apply some medicine on you." He said, "This is an external wound ointment that can reduce inflammation and relieve pain. It's just right for you."

However, it is not an easy task to apply these 60 grams of ointment all over the big butt.

It requires patience. Use a cotton swab to apply it little by little and spread it evenly.

So, Nicolai, Price, and Sandeman each stood in a corner, simply divided the area, and then started painting at the same time.

"Be gentle, it hurts!" McTavish shouted.

"Just move slowly, don't rush."

"Oh, it's not you who are in pain..."

During the entire application process, McTavish kept humming and moaning and couldn't keep quiet.

Even the usually good-tempered Price lost his patience.

They held McTavish's face down, buried him in the blanket, and sped up their movements.

I used to be very cautious, but now I don't care at all and only pursue speed.

It took me fifteen minutes to paint half of it, and less than five minutes to finish the rest.

Poor McTavish struggled in vain.

After applying the product, several people stopped at the same time and went to the bathroom to wash their hands.

They rubbed it carefully for a long time, and McTavish still maintained the original posture, lying weakly on the bed.

His back rose and fell slightly, and occasionally a few inaudible hoarse groans were heard, proving that he was still alive.

Although in a bad state, at least he is still alive. (End of this chapter)