Chapter 360 Domineering, damn it
Four hours have passed since Feng Mu took the initiative to cooperate with the police station, which means he has suffered a tragic injustice for a hundred years and four hours. Now.
As the soles of the shoes stepped out of the steps in front of the police door again, Feng Mu breathed the fresh air outside, and he suddenly felt like he was reborn.
"My innocence was defiled. Although I was finally washed clean by detective Li Shang, the traces of the sewage remained forever on me, causing indelible trauma."
Feng Mu turned his head and glanced behind him, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes. He would find an opportunity to go back to the police room to retrieve his mental damage.
Chang Erbing observed Feng Mu's expression and a little surprised appeared in his heart. For some reason, he always felt that Feng Mu's eyes were a little weird, as if something important had fallen.
Chang Erbing walked up to him and asked, "Is there anything else?"
Feng Mu shrugged, shook his head and asked with a smile, "Where is Captain Li Shang, I'm still there He had time to thank him."
Chang Erbing said with a blank expression: "Captain Li has something to do, so..."
Feng Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not ask.
He could feel that Li Shang's attitude towards him had changed subtly. Although he was a little confused, he could already guess the reason.
He sighed lightly and said politely and sincerely: "It's such a regret. Please tell Captain Li that Feng Mu is definitely not a person who does not know how to repay kindness. I will go on afterwards I will definitely visit again and personally express my gratitude to Team Li."
Chang Erbing nodded perfunctorily.
At this moment, two men in black suits walked over quickly, holding a copper brazier in their hands, and putting it respectfully at Feng Mu's feet.
The charcoal fire in the brazier was booming, and the orange-red flames licked the air, making a "crackling" sound, reflecting Feng Mu's face flashing and dark.
He grinned and glanced over the convoy opposite him.
These vehicles are not luxurious luxury cars, but each one is clearly sprayed with the prison logo—a black shield is wrapped with silver chains, and the logo is shining with a cold luster in the air. .
As Feng Mu's eyes swept across, the men in black suit bowed half-heartedly, their voices were low but uniform: "Minister!"
The sound echoed on the empty road, and the passing pedestrians looked sideways. After seeing the logo on the car, their faces showed a more awe-inspiring look than seeing luxury cars.
Feng Mu was speechless, but his face was still calm.
He looked forward, Gong Qi was spreading his arms and walking towards him quickly like a peacock with open screen.
Feng Mu walked past the brazier, hugged Gong Qi with a smile, and asked faintly: "What are you doing with Senior Brother?"
Gong Qi raised his eyebrows and replied helplessly: "Hongya sent me a video of a certain TV series last night, asking me to use this content to pick you up today."
He lowered his voice, his tone seemed to complain and enjoy it:
"Don't dislike it. Hongya might just watch it secretly in the dark now."
< br>Feng Mu understood in a moment, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper:
"Okay, the younger sister is finally not satisfied with watching the show, and she is also starting to rush towards the road to becoming a director."
Feng Mu's eyes swept around as if she was looking for someone A figure hiding in the dark.
Gong Qi let go of Feng Mu and suddenly kicked the brazier over.
The copper basin rolled on the ground, charcoal fire splashed everywhere, and Mars drew a few short traces of light in the air, and then extinguished on the wet ground. Gong Qi was so arrogant that he spat two words: "Unfortunate!"
Feng Mu complained in his heart that a person who works in prison despises the bad luck of the police station? It's a bit magical and realistic.
But his face was still calm, as if he had long been used to Gong Qi's style.
He walked towards the car in the middle, and the door had already been opened by Jiang Li.
Song Ping'an stood beside the car, with a straight body and a cold look, like a silent sculpture.
Feng Mu had no idea. In order to seize the honor of opening the car door, Song Ping'an made so much effort this morning that he barely suppressed Jiang Li, Liu Yi, Guan Chong and other colleagues. compete.
It was not until Feng Mu sat firmly that his subordinates raised their bent waists and got on the bus in a neat manner.
The door was closed, the engine was roaring, and the convoy slowly started, leaving the patrol room calmly and orderly like a ceremony.
At the door of the police room, there was only an overturned brazier, and the faint flames were sobbing in the wind, as if there was some silent mockery.
Chang Erbing watched the convoy leave with a slightly ugly expression, and his eyes flashed with dissatisfaction, envy, sourness, and sourness, "He can replace it" and other complex emotions.
In the end, he stepped on the fire brazier hard and muttered weakly:
"Are you so high-end nowadays when you are a prison guard? Mad, you are so domineering. You deserve to die."
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Dong Ping also had the same idea as him, who was standing in front of the window peeping at the scene on the street, feeling mixed feelings:
"Young people are arrogant and domineering, but , Why do I think that Team Feng's son seems to have already been on the top of Team Feng? I'm not as good as my son. Team Feng can't keep it because of this..."
Dong Ping took a deep breath, and suddenly I feel that Team Feng's weapon is too narrow, and some kind of betrayal in his heart is tangled upward like a vine, and it is getting more and more intense
And in the dark alley opposite the police station, several figures stood quietly.
Their eyes followed the distant convoy, with complex expressions - with a strong regret in joy, as if there was a certain emptiness after the expectation was lost. "Just like what my junior brother said, he came out by himself." Zhao Zhixin yawned and lazily took off the pig-face mask on his face. "I just said that you should trust my junior brother, it won't be used today."
His tone was relaxed, but he couldn't hide a hint of loss.
Yuan Xidi stood beside him, holding the hyena mask he had just taken off, and his knuckles turned white due to force.
His voice seemed to squeeze out from the depths of his throat, with a twisted pathological condition:
"We are ready in vain... ready in vain... this group of waste in the police room! "
Hongya is the only one who doesn't wear a mask. She has great trust in her junior brother. Although she has a little regret in her heart, there are not many.
Because she is fiddling with the camera equipment that looks expensive in her hand, she has recorded all the exciting moments just now, and she can repeatedly taste them after she goes back.
"That's right, the fifth senior brother Gong Qi smiled so hard that his face couldn't close. It was a bit eye-catching. Damn, who told him to kick over the brazier? He was secretly adding a show to himself, hum——" >
Hongya curled her lips, with a little dissatisfaction in her tone.
"How can the Second Prison not recruit female prison guards? After all, there are too few female prisoners in District 9. Alas, when will the crime rate of our women in District 9 catch up with men?"< Her eyes were rolling, and she didn't know what strange ideas were being thought about in her mind. The smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more cunning, like a little fox.
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(This chapter ends)