The originally deserted spanking group suddenly became lively because of a photo of Qiao Lingxiang posted by Da Zuo.

Everyone is asking if there are any or not.

Cen Yi cursed "Fuck", looked at the time of posting the photos and the background of Qiao Lingxiang's photo. He got up and strode out of the medical tent.

Dazuo was still receiving the porridge, holding his cell phone and taking the photo he took to Qiao Lingxiang. He smiled and said:

"I'm good at taking photos, right? Dr. Qiao, I'm a professional. Before I became a garrison, I worked in the studio for several months."

Qiao Lingxiang responded to this situation at a loss. She looked at the photos on Dazuo's phone and felt that it was not like herself. Dazuo's P was too much, and there were too many filters added. In the photo, the skin seemed to be ground, and it was so tender that it was like tofu.

So Qiao Lingxiang gave her very serious and tactful advice:

"I personally like the original ones, this one... isn't that real."

"What?"

Dazuo didn't understand Qiao Lingxiang's meaning very much. He thought about it and immediately smiled:

"Then let's take another photo, Dr. Qiao, let's take a photo together."

As he said that, Dazuo raised his phone high and stood beside Qiao Lingxiang himself.

It is normal to take advantage of beautiful girls. Even a photo with Kuang and Dr. Qiao, the garrison of Xiangcheng, can brag about it for a while if you take it out.

Qiao Lingxiang hurriedly stepped back. She was not used to taking photos with others, and others would laugh at her as ugly.

But before Dazuo could take a pose, he kicked Dazuo with one foot from the side and kicked Dazuo away.

He fell to the ground, and before he could react, Cen Yi rode up, swung his fist, punched Da Zuo's face with one left and one right, and cursed:

"I have said a long time ago that if you dare to take pictures of her, you will definitely be slandered. If you think I am indifferent, you dare to take a photo together? To your mother!"

The garrison next to him did not persuade him to fight, and everyone clapped their hands with gloating and shouted:

"Da Zuo, you can't do it. After all, you are an old garrison with a few years of experience. Captain Cen is a junior garrison."

"Big Left, rise, rise!"

Dazuo, who was stunned by the iron-like fist, got a few fists and punched Cen Yi with one punch. The two of them quickly started fighting on the ground.

Several injured patients moved the pot serving the porridge a little further, so as not to be affected by Da Zuo and Cen.

But now there are still garrisons busy getting breakfast porridge, and they are all around Cen Yi and Da Zuo to watch the fight.

Someone shouted:

"Captain Cen, you can't kill this style, where can you learn it? There are too many scheming, cool is cool, not practical!"

"Take him off, oh, Captain Cen, you're still paying attention to this at this time, just make him do it. Monkeys steal peaches, don't worry about so many..."

The onlookers were divided into two groups, one shouted to Da Zuo and the other gave Cen Yi a move. Some people even commented with great sensation:

"This Captain Cen is still young after all, not as shameless as Da Zuo, and is restricted."

"Da Zuo is fighting in a real battle. What is Captain Cen fighting? It's too scrupulous."

"You still have to practice. Fight with us more. The tricks will only make the little girl happy and it is not practical."

Qiao Lingxiang heard their comments about Cen Yi and kept stretching her neck to see it, but when Xiangcheng garrison encountered such a fight, they screamed one by one, three layers inside and three layers outside, which squeezed Qiao Lingxiang to the end of the encirclement.

She was helpless and looked back and retreated to the place where she received her breakfast.

As soon as I got the standard iron box, I heard a garrison in front of me who came to get the porridge and asked:

"Why is it white porridge again? I drank porridge last night and this morning?"

"It's good to drink white porridge. It's also white porridge at noon this time. Now there is a shortage of supplies, what can I do?"

He was responsible for the damage control of the porridge, shook the big pot and spoon in his hand, and then brought Qiao Lingxiang a few bags of pickled vegetables, and smiled attentively:

"Doctor Qiao, come on, let's take you."

The one who complained that only had white porridge was stationed. When he saw that Qiao Lingxiang was standing behind him, he also smiled:

"Yo, Doctor Qiao, I'm blind here and I didn't see it, I'm sorry."

As he said that, the garrison ran away quickly.

Qiao Lingxiang obediently took the pickled vegetables buns and thanked the injured guards very seriously. She gave two portions of white porridge, one for her to eat and the other for Cen to prepare.

Just as he turned around, he had not taken two steps, he was sitting on the ground where Ye Yiming was sitting. He was dizzy and had a low fever. Someone ran over and said to Ye Yiming:

"Boss, Captain Cen is so fierce. Da Zuo may have a fracture."

"If he wants to fight, will he still have to treat his sister after the fight? Just beat him."

Ye Yiming smiled weakly, got up, pointed to Qiao Lingxiang who was walking over, and stopped talking, and turned around and walked towards the front of the car parked beside him.

Because Qiao Lingxiang was worried about Cen Yi, thinking that there were so many people in the crowd of men to make a fuss, it was useless to persuade her, so she carried two iron lunch boxes and followed Ye Yiming behind her and left.

For the time being, she couldn't imagine what to say to Ye Yiming, and saw Wei Xingping hurried over and stop Ye Yiming.

Wei Xingping asked:

"Ye Yiming, I ask you, when will the prisoners in the prison provide food? The food is going to be out of stock!"

After he finished speaking, he saw that Ye Yiming was followed by the depressed Qiao Lingxiang, and then he calmed down and said:

"Xiangxiang is here too, are you busy?"

Wei Xingping didn't want to say these things in front of Qiao Lingxiang, so he just suppressed them, looked at Qiao Lingxiang and acted like a chatting attitude.

If he ignores his haggard face and messy clothes, he may be more like a idle person coming to chat with Ye Yiming.

Ye Yiming walked in front of him with his head shaking his head, reached the front of his car, supported one hand on the front of the car, and looked at Wei Xingping on one side.

"You can't control the garrison and security checks, but you still care about the prisoners in your prison. You can find a way for yourself."

He looked at Qiao Lingxiang again and said:

"No, you will be fully ‘influenced’ and save some food."

He was dizzy and a little bit forced into a desperate situation by this reality.

After hearing him say the word "influence", Wei Xingping and Qiao Lingxiang looked at each other. It seemed that Ye Yiming should know where Qiao Lingxiang's healing energy came from.

Wei Xingping said angrily:

"Since you know everything, Ye Yiming, you should understand that 'influence' of a living person at once is not conducive to long-term development. This person has to keep his life and eat and drink to grow flesh, not."

As the leader of Xiangcheng security inspection, he is a rule-keeping existence. Some people are not killed by crimes at all. How can they "influence" at one time?
Chapter completed!