What about Fang Buwei's promise to kick the wall?

You're so drunk that you still play a ball?

Zhao Shirui gritted his teeth in hatred.

You can't wait any longer, otherwise something might happen to Fang Buwei.

Zhao Shirui had just stood up and was about to put on his shoes when something suddenly came from beside him.

It came from the wardrobe, and the sound was extremely light. If Zhao Shirui had not been focused on listening to the movements next door, he would have never noticed it.

In order to save space, the wall between the two bedrooms is actually two wardrobes, half in the master bedroom and half in the vice bedroom. There is a wooden board separated by the middle.

Zhao Shirui just turned around and found that the door of the wardrobe was actually opened.

Then a hand appeared.

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

The hand that suddenly appeared stretched out its index finger, gently tapped the cabinet door, and made two "click" sounds.

Seeing that Zhao Shirui did not respond, Fang Buwei quickly scratched the cabinet door a few times.

Zhao Shirui looked at it intently and found that the hand seemed to be writing.

Fang Buwei wrote it the second time that he realized that the word "come here".

Zhao Shirui felt like he had seen a ghost.

If he hadn't recognized the Longines watch on the hand bowl, he would have almost fired.

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

Zhao Shirui squatted down suspiciously.

The hand shrank back, and Zhao Shirui saw a hole as big as a bowl on the partition, and behind it was Fang Buwei's half face.

Seeing Zhao Shirui's pistol pointing at the tip of his nose, Fang Buwei suddenly praised him a few times.

As expected, he is indeed an old spy and his vigilance is extraordinary.

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

There is a more concealed way, why do you still have to kick the wall?

Zhao Shirui was about to open his mouth, but Fang Buwei made a sudden move to silence.

"Who is on the bed?" Zhao Shirui made a lip silence, with almost no sound.

"Fake it!" Fang Buwei quickly wrote two words.

Zhao Shirui was so shocked that all the hairs on his body stood up, and the pistol he had just taken back pointed at Fang Buwei's nose again.

Fakes?

Is it fake in bed not to do it?

How do I know if you are true or false?

The sweat on Zhao Shirui's head was out.

You idiot.

Fang Buwei cursed secretly and scratched his fingers a few times.

Three letters...

Zhao Shirui suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, put away his pistol, and crawled into the cabinet with his butt sticking out.

"I don't know anything, so I go out now and say I want to drink with me..." Fang Buwei whispered.

"What the hell are you doing?" Zhao Shirui said in surprise.

"I don't have time to tell you, please give me a little faster..."

"Looking for fakes to drink? Isn't he afraid of being recognized by me?" Zhao Shirui said in surprise.

"It would be strange if you can recognize it!" Fang Buwei sneered.

Can it be so similar?

Zhao Shirui calmed down and asked again, "What's the matter?"

"Then it will catch a fire, just run downstairs..."

"I'm fucking you, aren't you afraid of burning yourself to death?" Zhao Shirui said anxiously.

"Idiot, I'm just a little under my body..." Fang Buwei replied.

It's so real, Fang Buwei just deceived Zhao Shirui and didn't let him worry.

Zhao Shirui suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

“Go out now…”

Fang Wu urged him.

There was a sudden noise in the bedroom. Lin Zi'an probably lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

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

"Fang Buwei..." Zhao Shirui shouted at the top of his throat and walked out staggeringly.

Lin Zian, who had just gotten out of bed, was holding a dagger in his hand and was about to open the cabinet door, was startled and jumped onto the bed quickly.

Zhao Shirui barefoot, shakingly pushed open the door, still shouting Fang Buwei's name.

Zhao Shirui woke up?

Zhao Jinshan was shocked.

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

Zhao Shirui's two subordinates also followed.

"What about Fang Buwei?" Zhao Shirui asked at the door with his waist forked and his tongue wide.

"I'm drunk too, and I'm asleep?" Zhao Jinshan replied.

The choking is strange and strange w~w~w.

“Where is it?”

A cold light flashed in Zhao Jinshan's eyes, and his horse's eyes changed to a smile. He walked over and hugged Zhao Shirui's neck: "I just helped him in, let him sleep more!"

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

Lin Zian, who pretended to be Fang Buwei, was snoring.

"Brother Shirui..."

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

"Wake up and drink..."

Lin Zian didn't move at all.

Zhao Shirui was shocked and confused.

If he hadn't known that Fang Buwei had hidden it in the closet, he would have never believed that this on the bed was fake.

It's so similar, just like it was drawn from the same mold.

"Brother Shirui, stop making trouble, I will drink with you!" Zhao Jinshan advised.

"Bad, is this your family?" Zhao Shirui asked with his eyes slanted.

Judging from Zhao Shirui's appearance, he was obviously almost awake.

Zhao Jinshan gritted his teeth anxiously.

Two "pa" sounds, before Zhao Jinshan could react, Zhao Shirui slapped Lin Zi'an's face with two slaps.

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

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

Fang Buwei hid in the closet and sneered secretly.

Zhao Shirui is so powerful.

"Okay, come on!" Zhao Shirui staggered out of bed and sat on the sofa beside the window.

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

Lin Zixing opened his eyes in a daze, bared his teeth and asked, "Who hit me just now?"

"It must be because I'm sleeping, who dares to hit you?"

Zhao Jinshan gave Lin Zi'an a wink: "Brother Shirui didn't drink well, so he insisted on waking you..."

"I didn't drink well?" Lin Zian imitated Fang Buwei and cursed with his eyes squinted, "I'll kill him..."

Zhao Shirui became more and more shocked the more he looked at it.
To be continued...