What about the sound of Fang Buwei kicking the wall?

Why are you so drunk and still playing football?

Zhao Shirui gritted his teeth with hatred.

You can't wait any longer, otherwise there is a high chance that something will happen.

Zhao Shirui had just stood up and was about to put on his shoes, when there was a sudden movement next to him.

It came from the closet, and the voice was extremely soft, if it weren't for Zhao Shirui's engrossed listening to the movement next door, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

To save space, the wall between the two bedrooms is actually two wardrobes, half in the master bedroom and half in the second bedroom. There was a plank in between.

Zhao Shirui just turned around and found that the door of the wardrobe had been opened.

Then a hand appeared.

Zhao Shiran was startled, and quickly pulled out the pistol from his waist.

The hand that suddenly appeared stretched out his index finger and lightly tapped the cabinet door, making two soft "click" sounds.

Seeing that Zhao Shirui didn't react, Fang Buwei quickly scratched a few times on the cabinet door.

Zhao Shirui looked at it intently, and this hand seemed to be writing.

When Fang Buwei wrote it for the second time, he realized that this finger was drawn with the word "come over".

Zhao Shirui had a feeling of seeing a ghost.

If he hadn't recognized the Longines watch in his hand bowl, he would have almost shot him.

It was Fang Buwei who was hiding in the closet, and who was lying on the bed?

Zhao Shirui squatted down suspiciously.

The hand retracted, and Zhao Shirui saw a hole the size of a bowl broken in the partition, and behind the hole was half of Fang Buwei's face.

Seeing Zhao Shirui's pistol pointed at the tip of his nose, Fang Buwei praised it a few times in his heart.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being an old spy, and his vigilance is not ordinarily high.

As soon as Zhao Jinshan went downstairs, Fang Buwei heard Zhao Shirui get out of bed and stick to the root of the wall.

There is a more covert way, why kick the wall?

Zhao Shirui was just about to open his mouth, but Fang Buwei made a silent action.

"Who's in bed?" Zhao Shirui was lip syncing, almost silent.

"Fake!" Fang Buwei quickly wrote two words.

Zhao Shirui's hairs all over his body stood up in shock, and the pistol he had just withdrawn pointed at the tip of Fang Buwei's nose again.

Fake?

Is the bed fake party not?

How does Lao Tzu know if you're real or fake?

The sweat on Zhao Shirui's head came out.

You idiot.

Fang Buwei scolded secretly, and swiped his finger a few more times.

Three Letters......

Zhao Shirui breathed a sigh of relief, put away the pistol, and climbed into the cabinet with his ass pouted.

"When you don't know what to do, go out now, just say that you want to ......drink with me," Fang Buwei said in a low voice.

"What the are you doing?" Zhao Shirui exclaimed.

"I don't have time to tell you, you give Lao Tzu a faster ......"

"Looking for a fake to drink? Isn't he afraid of being recognized by me? Zhao Shirui exclaimed.

"It's weird if you can recognize it!" Fang Buwei sneered.

Can it be so similar?

Zhao Shirui froze and asked again, "Then what?" ”

"Then there's going to be a fire, just run downstairs......"

"I'll you, aren't you afraid of burning yourself?" Zhao Shirui said urgently.

"Idiot, there is an authentic ...... under Lao Tzu's body" Fang Buwei replied.

There is a fart tunnel, Fang Buwei will deceive Zhao Shirui and not let him worry.

Zhao Shirui breathed a sigh of relief.

"Get out now......"

Fang Buwei urged.

There was a sudden movement in the bedroom, it should be Lin Zi'an who lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

"Quick!" Fang Buwei retracted his head violently and closed the hole again.

"Fang is not ......" Zhao Shirui shouted at the top of his throat and staggered out.

Lin Zi'an, who had just gotten out of bed with a dagger in his hand and was about to open the cabinet door, was startled and jumped on the bed quickly.

Zhao Shirui pushed open the door with bare feet, and shouted Fang Buwei's name in his mouth.

Zhao Shirui woke up?

Zhao Jinshan was taken aback.

"Brother Shirui is awake, I'll go up and take a look!" Zhao Jinshan stood up unhurriedly.

Two of Zhao Shirui's subordinates also followed.

"What about Fang Buwei?" Zhao Shirui stood at the door with his waist crossed and asked with a big tongue.

"Drunk and asleep?" Zhao Jinshan replied.

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"In ...... Where is it? ”

Zhao Jinshan's eyes flashed with coldness, Ma Mu changed to a smiling face again, and walked over and hugged Zhao Shirui's neck: "Not long after I helped him in, let him sleep more!" ”

"Get out...... Zhao Shirui pushed Zhao Jinshan away, and stomped open the door of the master bedroom with a "bang".

Lin Zi'an, who pretended to be Fang Buwei, was snoring.

"Brother Shirui......"

Zhao Jinshan couldn't hold it at all, Zhao Shirui threw himself on the bed, grabbed Lin Zi'an's collar and shook it several times.

"You wake up Lao Tzu...... Get up and drink ......"

Lin Zi'an didn't move.

Zhao Shirui was shocked in his heart.

If he hadn't known that the real Fang Buwei hid in the closet, he would never have believed that this one on the bed was fake.

It's too similar, like a mold.

"Brother Shirui, don't mess around, I'll drink with you!" Zhao Jinshan persuaded.

", is this your house?" Zhao Shirui asked with slanted eyes.

Looking at Zhao Shirui's appearance, it is obvious that he is almost sober.

Zhao Jinshan gritted his teeth anxiously.

"Bang" twice, before Zhao Jinshan could react, Zhao Shirui's two slaps covered Lin Zi'an's face.

Zhao Jinshan clearly saw Lin Zi'an's eyes twitch.

"Don't do it...... Zhao Jinshan hurriedly pounced and hugged Zhao Shirui, "I'll shout, I'll shout......"

Fang Buwei, who was hiding in the closet, sneered secretly.

Zhao Shirui is too powerful.

"Okay, here you go!" Zhao Shirui staggered out of bed and sat on the sofa by the window.

Zhao Jinshan gritted his teeth and shook Lin Zi'an vigorously.

Lin Zicheng opened his eyes in a daze, bared his teeth and asked, "Just ...... Who just hit me? ”

"You should be in a daze, who dares to hit you?"

Zhao Jinshan gave Lin Zi'an a look: "Brother Shirui didn't drink well, I have to wake you up......"

"Didn't drink well?" Lin Zi'an learned from Fang Buwei's appearance, squinted his eyes and scolded, "Lao Tzu killed him......"

The more Zhao Shirui looked at it, the more frightened he became.

He now suspects that it is a fake hiding in the cabinet.

Lin Zi'an staggered out of bed, sat down on the sofa next to Zhao Shirui, and pointed at Zhao Jinshan and said, "...... to drink."

Zhao Jinshan asked the guards to directly pick up a box, a full ten bottles.

Lin Zi'an took them out one by one and put them on the table.

"Is it enough?"

Zhao Shirui didn't speak, just sneered, looking like he didn't admit defeat.

As soon as the wine bottle was opened, Zhao Shirui smelled a pungent smell.

Fang Buwei also sniffed lightly.

There was no drug in it, but the wine was much stronger than the one before, at least 60 degrees or more.

Watching Zhao Shirui and Lin Zi'an fight for wine, Zhao Jinshan secretly gritted his teeth.

According to the plan, it should be him who will sit opposite Lin Zi'an and drink.