The security guards brightened up when they heard Li Xiaoqiang's words, "Brother, you're speaking the real deal here. Our sexual orientations as men are quite accurate, but if others heard this, they might think we did something to him."
Upon hearing this, the security guards turned and looked around the room, "There are no cloth strips in the room, so what do we use to stuff his mouth?"
Li Xiaoqiang quickly laughed and said, "Use this."
As he spoke, Li Xiaoqiang took off his shoes and then stripped off his socks. Immediately, a wave of stinky foot odor spread out. Li Xiaoqiang himself pinched his nose and took a distant sniff, "My socks really are full of character, the smell is so unique. Kid, you're in luck today."
With that, Li Xiaoqiang gleefully approached the street dancer.
The street dancer had already smelled Li Xiaoqiang's overpowering foot odor from afar and screamed, "You guys are devils! Let me go, or I swear I won't let you off."