I am the strongest sheriff on the surface

Chapter 315 The Lively Second Floor

"Xiao Cheng, who do you think Zhao Guang will send here? Will he stab you to death with a scalpel?"

Fei's big butt moved into the bed, and pushed Xiao Cheng aside: "I tell you, don't underestimate others because you think you are good at it, if you really get stabbed to death, then I will go to your grave every day Go joke!"

"Fuck you, hope I order well!"

Even though the atmosphere was tense, Xiao Cheng was still amused...

Fei has this kind of ability, can make people relax at any time, on the surface it looks like he doesn't care about anything, but in his heart he is worried about this and that, and he is very nervous.

"Whoever he sends here, they have to stay here today!" Xiao Cheng put away his smile, pursed his lips and said fiercely: "At that time, I'll let you, fat grandson, see what a master of martial arts is!"

"Master? How tall?"

"It's as high as a ten-story building!"

"Hehe, this is the eleventh floor, a mountain is higher than a mountain!"

"..."

Xiao Cheng was silent for a while, he knew that Fei was using his method to remind himself, he wanted to prevent himself from being too arrogant, and capsize the boat in the gutter at that time.

Thinking of this, Xiao Cheng lightly gave Fei a punch: "I understand, be modest and prudent, make a fortune in silence!"

"Hehe, that's right, let's not pretend to criticize at any time, so as not to be struck by lightning!" Sun Fei chuckled lightly, and punched Xiao Cheng back.

The two fell silent.

"How's Xiaopeng going?" After a while, Xiao Cheng asked.

"Xiaopeng was upstairs looking at Shen Fan. Before I came here, I went up to have a look. Shen Fan woke up and took medicine and fell asleep again."

Fei pouted his big mouth, his face full of dissatisfaction: "This grandson is comfortable, but it's hard for our brothers!"

"He's comfortable? Then you trade with him?" Xiao Cheng couldn't help but teased Fei again: "I guess Shen Fan's kid is quite happy."

"But pull it down... Whoever wants to change it will change it with him. I won't do such a heartless business."

Fei shook his head like a rattle, the fat on his face kept shaking, and every hair on his body was saying the words 'fuck him'.

"Ha ha……"

Xiao Cheng chuckled, just about to open his mouth to continue talking...

Suddenly, in his hearing perception, there was the sound of footsteps coming from the direction of the stairs at the other end of the corridor.

The voice was slowly approaching.

Xiao Cheng's expression immediately tightened, and before he had time to explain, he hurriedly said: "There is movement, Fei, don't go out, hide on the side of the locker!"

Didn't hear anything wrong... Although Fei was puzzled, he didn't hesitate at all. He stood up and walked quickly to the corner, and retreated into the shadow beside the locker...

In the shadows opposite the bar, Hong Feng held up his camera, with a long lens pointing straight at the locker inside the bar's gate.

There were a lot of people storing and withdrawing clothes, crowded there in a mess, which made it difficult for Hong Feng to monitor.

He twisted the focal length of the lens from time to time, carefully observing every move of the crowd around the locker.

"Nowadays, some little girls are really outrageous. The clothes on their bodies are like pieces of cloth..."

Near the locker, there are constantly beautiful figures in cool and cool clothes, with white flowers flashing across the lens from time to time, Hong Feng squeezed his eyes hard, and moved the camera away with great effort...

"Ok?"

The camera that had just shifted moved back immediately. In the shot, a stocky figure pushed open the door of the bar and walked straight to the locker with the notebook.

The figure was wearing a formal suit, with a straight waist, and he seemed out of place with the impetuous environment in the bar. He squeezed through the crowd and walked to the locker, and then turned his head to the left and right, looking very cautious.

The moment he showed his face, Hong Feng's eyes shrank suddenly.

Fan Suo!

Fan Guoping!
It turned out to be him!

Although it had been expected, Hong Feng, who has always been rigorous, did not really believe that Fan Guoping had anything to do with it until now.

In other words, he believed it a long time ago, but he just didn't want to admit it!

A bit of bitterness flashed across his face, then it turned into anger, and then it turned into relief in an instant. There were too many things in that expression that people couldn't express in words.

"Hey……"

With an indisputable sigh, Hong Feng quickly adjusted the focus of the camera, pressed the camera one after another, took out the key for Fan Guoping, opened the locker door, took out the black notebook, and a series of other actions were all frozen.

Hong Feng's fingers got faster and faster, and the click of the shutter kept ringing, as if what he pressed was not the shutter of a camera, but the trigger of a machine gun...

"Crack clap clap..."

The timer in the corridor of the surgical ward on the eleventh floor kept beating, making a clicking sound, and Le Yun, who was wearing a white coat and a mask, emerged from the stairs.

He looked around, then glanced at the house number of the ward in front of him by the reddish light, stepped up the last step, turned around and walked towards the other end of the corridor.

The innermost one is Ward 1110 where Shen Fan is located!

There is not a single guard at the gate. It seems that the work style of the Qingta Office and our Wuwei Office is almost lax. At this point, they have relaxed their vigilance and went to find a place to sleep...

That idiot Xiao Cheng didn't know how to be more vigilant... Le Yun tightened the mask covering his mouth and nose while walking against the wall.

In ward 1110, Xiao Cheng stretched out the quilt again, and slowly covered his mouth and nose, only his eyes were staring at the direction of the door, his right hand that was turning the bayonet was already sweating
Fei leaned against the corner of the side wall of the locker, struggling to shrink and protrude his stomach.

"Da da da……"

Now even he could hear footsteps approaching in the corridor...

Both of them held their breath and waited quietly...

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