Chapter 203 The Comeer is not good

At seven o'clock in the morning, the old man Mu sat on a bamboo chair and listened to the radio leisurely.

Unlike in the past, the old man Mu wore a headset for the first time today, and did not sweep the floor from seven o'clock as an exception.

In the past, his face was always blank and expressionless, but today, there is a mysterious smile on the corners of his mouth, which looks a little kind.

He even hummed a yellow plum opera softly, with a melodious tune: "The birds on the trees are in pairs, and the green water and green mountains are smiling. From now on, without suffering from slavery, both husband and wife will return home..."

The big bamboo broom was thrown at his feet.

Dingjia is a garden. There are two four-and-a-half-storey villas and a six-and-a-half-storey villa. The finished zigzag is distributed, and the six-and-a-a-half-height villa is located in the middle. Every ten minutes, the old man Mu glanced at a window on the second floor of the villa and kept looking at the sixth eye. Seeing that the curtains were still tightly closed, he looked at the watch that had pointed to eight o'clock sharp, shook his head with a smile, and sighed softly, "Young people now..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man Mu's ears moved and his eyes flashed. Suddenly, he bounced up from the bamboo chair like a civet cat and hooked his right foot. The oversized bamboo broom had flown into his hand.

With a broom in his hand, the old man Mu suddenly became introsive and became the old man with wooden brain.

"Shashasha..." After a text message, Mu Lao quickly walked to the vicinity of the iron gate, waved the broom, and swept the fallen leaves on the ground into a small pile.

After a while, with a few slight brakes, more than a dozen men and women in police uniforms or casual clothes suddenly came outside the iron gate. They looked inside through the iron gate for a while and then knocked on the iron door.

"What's the matter?" A bodyguard guard guarding near the iron gate quickly ran over and asked.

"We are the police of the Ministry of Public Security. They are from the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. There is a case that needs the Ding family to assist in the investigation. Please open the door immediately." A policeman took out his ID card and shook it in front of the bodyguard, pointing to the people in casual clothes.

The bodyguard was shocked and said quickly, "Wait a minute, I'll call for instructions..."

"No need to ask for instructions." A policeman suddenly fell from the top of the iron gate and opened the iron gate, and the policemen and the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection poured in.

The person who came is not good!

"Uncle Qi!" The bodyguard was shocked and quickly shouted.

The old man Mu only raised his eyelids and looked at it lightly. He lowered his head and continued to sweep his floor, but the width of the broom suddenly became larger, just blocking the way of the policemen.

Those policemen and the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection naturally did not pay attention to an old man who swept the floor. As soon as they dispersed on both sides, they quickly bypassed him and ran to a villa in the middle. Obviously, they had figured out the residence of Lafayette and Ding Shichen in advance.

As soon as the old Mu retreated strangely, he was still in front of the group of people.

At this time, a cool autumn wind blew by. The old man Mu's broom waved twice, and the small pile of fallen leaves on the ground suddenly flew all over the sky, and many leaves even flew to the bodies and faces of the policemen.

Without warning, several fallen leaves suddenly swept out the whining sound, and they were as sharp as blades. In a blink of an eye, they cut several policemen' thick trousers and even scratched a policeman's calf.

Fallen leaves hurt people?

The policemen running in front of them changed their moods and couldn't help but stop.

A policeman stretched out his right hand and picked up a piece of broken leaves from the crack in his trousers. He looked at the old wooden man in surprise. His expression suddenly changed greatly and shouted, "Be careful!"

Among these policemen, there are policemen from the municipal bureau, and there are also three policemen directly from the Ministry of Public Security and the Provincial Public Security Department. They are well-informed and have heard of some anecdotes and anecdotes, but I really didn't expect that in this era when planes are flying all over the sky, someone will cultivate their internal strength to the point where "flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people". Realm.

With this cry, all the policemen pulled out their guns and pointed the muzzle at the old Mu.

"Who are you?" A young policeman shouted sternly.

"I'm just a sweeping servant of the Ding family." As the old man Mu continued to sweep the floor, he replied indifferently, never even raising his head.

"You are attacking the police!" The policeman shouted.

"Where is the evidence?" Old Mu only answered three words.

The policeman suffocated when he heard the words and looked at the fallen leaves on the ground. He was a little speechless for a moment.

Hurt people with leaves. It's hard to believe if you don't see them with your own eyes. If you collect these fallen leaves as evidence and report them to your superiors, I'm afraid the leaders won't believe them, will they?

"Exer way, we are from the Ministry of Public Security and the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. Now we are jointly handling the case and need to investigate the people of the Ding family." The policeman saw that the old man Mu was by no means just an old man who swept the floor. I'm afraid he was the person in charge of security here. He didn't want to make trouble for a while, so he had to explain his intention again and clean up the old man who swept the floor after preparing.

"What a great official prestige, so many guns..." The old man Mu looked at the pistols indifferently and continued to sweep the ground leisurely, while blowing a loud whistle.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen windows in the two four-and-a-half-storey villas were suddenly pushed open neatly, but no one was seen.

Although there were no guns sticking out of the window, this momentum was also a little scary, which made the policemen couldn't help but look different.

"The young lady is taking a shower and the old lady is sleeping. It's not easy and timid. You can wait and don't scare them. The old man Mu said a word indifferently, then lowered his head and continued to sweep the floor leisurely, with a broom on the left and a broom on the right, sweeping happily, but always stopped the policemen at the entrance of the iron gate.

"Quick for people to reinforce! Surround this place and don't let anyone go!" A middle-aged policeman frowned and whispered in the ear of a policeman behind him.

And when the sword was drawn in the yard, Fan Fei was still dreaming.

Then without warning, Fan Fei suddenly woke up from his dream.

Of course, the sound insulation effect of the soundproof glass in the room is very good, and Fan Fei did not use the hearing power, so he did not notice the movement outside. He just heard a sound of water and dreamed that he had fallen into the river, and then he was awakened.

When he woke up from a hangover, Fan Fei rubbed his eyes and looked at the gorgeously decorated ceiling above his head. After thinking for a while, he remembered what happened last night, but he was still in a trance for a while.

Everything last night seemed to be like a spring dream. If it weren't for the small piece of delicate red left on the sheets, if it weren't for the sound of splashes coming from the bathroom...

Fan Fei walked gently to the bathroom, opened the door, and saw the wonderful car body looming in the mist. Body.

The beauty who goes out of the bath is so beautiful.

"Shi Chen, good morning." Seeing this scene, Fan Fei's blood suddenly concentrated on a certain part. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with a hippie smile.

"It's already past eight o'clock, you big lazy." Ding Shichen said an andance, and then waved his hand generously and said, "I've washed it. You can wash it, too."

"Let's wash it together." Fan Fei was suddenly overjoyed. He quickly took off his clothes and rushed over and hugged Ding Shichen.

"It's shameless!" Ding Shichen scolded shyly, but reluctantly helped Fan Fei wipe some shower dew, and then saw Fan Fei's extremely impulsive reaction.

Ding Shichen's face suddenly turned crimson, patted Fan Fei's little brother gently, and said angrily, "Bad thing!"

"Shichen, I can't hold back your shot like this. You have to be responsible for it..." Fan Fei groaned in pain.

"Huh, scoundrel!" Ding Shichen scolded shyly, and then he turned his mouth and whispered, "Then come on."

"But does it still hurt where you are?" Fan Fei suddenly hesitated a little.

"Are you coming or not?" Ding Shichen glanced at Fan Fei.

"Come on!" Fan Fei said quickly.

So the big bed was shaken and destroyed for a long time...

"Do you want it?" After the wind and rain stopped, Ding Shichen said with a smile.

"Do you want to empty me?" Fan Fei's hands swam gently on Ding Shichen's body and said with a smile.

Ding Shichen didn't answer, but grabbed Xiao Fan Fei and smiled, "I'd like to see if you are okay?"

Fan Fei took a deep breath and smiled, "I didn't expect you to have a little fighting ability. Since you are not honest, don't blame me for being rude."

So Fan Fei stabbed his gun, and the big bed was destroyed for the third time.

Poor big bed...

After that, Ding Shichen looked at the time on his mobile phone and hurriedly washed it.

Ding Shichen put on his clothes, gave Fan Fei, who was still thinking about it, a tight hug, and then pulled out and left.

"Shichen, weren't you arrogant just now? Don't run away. Why don't we do it again? Let me show you how powerful I am!" Fan Fei looked at Ding Shichen's back and laughed.

Ding Shichen, who had opened the iron door, turned around and looked at Fan Fei fixedly. Suddenly, he smiled sadly and said, "A Fei, it's not what you think. I don't have such a strong desire. It's just... Maybe this is our last time, and I want you to be as satisfied as possible.

"What do you say?" Fan Fei jumped up from ** in shock.

"The people of the Ministry of Public Security and the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection are waiting for me downstairs now." Ding Shichen bit his lip, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"What?" Fan Fei was stunned and asked in surprise, "Didn't you say last night that they couldn't find your trouble?"

"Do you really believe it?" Ding Shichen said with a wry smile.

"Of course I believe it! You have been reading, and your father's business has nothing to do with you!" Fan Fei said loudly.

"There are some things that should be borne by someone! The father pays the debt, doesn't he? The reasons are very complicated, and I can't say anything more. Ding Shichen smiled bitterly and whispered, "I'm sorry, Fei, I'm afraid I can't let you fall in love until 2012..."

"Do you want to stand up for your father? You are stupid! Don't worry, I'll go with you to meet them. I have a way to solve it!" Fan Fei suddenly became clear. He took a deep breath, shouted, rushed into the bathroom, grabbed a bath towel, wiped his body randomly, and then hurriedly put on his clothes.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. Don't show up, let alone conflict with them. Don't worry, I can handle it." Before Fan Fei could get dressed, Ding Shichen threw down this sentence and closed the iron door.

When Fan Fei put on his clothes and went to open the door, he found that Ding Shichen had locked the iron door with a key, and he couldn't open it for a while.

Fan Fei's face was green. With a strong power, he suddenly pulled the handle on the door and tried to force open the iron door. As a result, the handle was pulled off by him, and he couldn't open the door at this time.

"Shichen, open the door, open the door, let me out!" Fan Fei hit the iron door anxiously and shouted crazily.

"Look at the iron gate, if you let him run out, you will break a hand!" From afar, Ding Shichen's calm and sad command came.

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(The Spring Festival travel rush is 15 days before the festival and 25 days after the festival. Although the passenger flow is a little less now, I still have to have a Spring Festival travel rush for a period of time until the end of February, so I still can't touch the computer during the day. For the time being, I can only guarantee continuous update it. I will update it after the Spring Festival travel rush. Please understand... Please ask for tickets and collection.)