Love Killer

Slowly approaching, Feston's face darkened, Feng Zhannuo knew he was right, and smiled slowly, "I'm even more moral than you, at least I'm not hypocritical."

The jaw was pinched violently, and a storm blew up in the deep eagle eyes, "Say it again?" The words popped out one by one, and the strength of the fingers seemed to crush him.

Feng Zhannuo raised his eyebrows, "Remember? I used your relatives and lovers to blackmail you, what did you say then? You don't make deals with criminals, you don't even think about it for a second, as long as you can catch me, you Can it be done at any cost?"

Approaching, like a lover's whisper, a dangerous whisper, "... then I knew what kind of person you are, Feston Al Qaeda, we are of the same kind."

They are all the kind of people who want to achieve their goals at any cost. They are both hunters, but the prey is different. To remove the appearance, the head of an FBI special operations team is actually the same as a killer.

The strength that almost crushed the bones, but Feng Zhannuo did not show any pain on his face, the sight between the two seemed to burst into sparks in the air, Felston neither refuted nor became angry, and suddenly smiled, " Finished? If you try to find a chance to escape by provoking me, then I advise you to use another method."

Feng Zhannuo closed his eyes. People who are good at controlling their emotions are usually the most difficult to deal with. The name Feston Kaida has added weight to his list of opponents.

This man doesn't seem to be swayed by anything, no matter what he says, he doesn't care, he only cares about his prey, which is unfortunate, Feng Zhannuo knows that now he is his prey.

Feston checked his handcuffs, "Don't talk morally to me, this is what came out of your ghost's mouth? Who killed the partner in the orphanage, and who used her death to justify himself, In the name of doing her good... Noi, how did you feel when you killed her?" He stopped and looked at him.

"Very happy, very relieved, your FBI doesn't have any evidence to prove who I am, let alone find evidence of my murder from her, bang, a bullet, it's as simple as that, don't forget that she wanted to kill me first!" Lilith, symbolizing his past, the smile on the corner of Feng Zhannuo's mouth was slightly distorted.

"You want to say goodbye to your past?" Feston seemed to see through everything, "You want to be a person who never existed, no one can catch you, receive a mission, when the gun is pointed at your prey Do you think you are like a god? You can manipulate the fate of others, you want him to live, you want him to die..."

"Without the inequality between people, the kingdoms on the earth cannot exist." Feng Zhannuo did not admit his identity directly, and borrowed a famous saying, he lay back, "I have said too much. "

Kingdoms on earth cannot exist without inequality among men.Some must be free and some must not be free, some are rulers and some are ruled. —Martin Luther.

What kind of ghost is in front of him?Feston has the habit of observing criminals, which is an occupational disease. The psychology of criminals will largely affect their behavior patterns. Understanding their hearts will help them be arrested and brought to justice, but Ian Noye Ghost... Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the rescued cat.

It bent its body and stretched, lazily walked to the head of the bed, fiddled with the infusion tube a few times, obviously it was very curious about everything around it, including the person who saved it, and looked down at Feng Zhannuo from time to time. He smelled it on his face, as if to confirm the smell, his nose moved a few times, and then it quickly jumped away.

The smell of gunpowder smoke and death made the animals alert. Feng Zhannuo always smelled of blood, a bloody smell that never went away. He was very used to this smell, and it made him feel at ease just like the smell of gunpowder in the bullet. He can still rest until the bottle of infusion is finished. He closes his eyes as if there is no one here.

There were very few patients on the surrounding beds, and there were not many other voices heard through the curtains. The nurses had gone to dinner, and the nurses and doctors on duty passed the corridor, sometimes looking around. The emergency room was very quiet.

He seemed to be asleep, there was a shadow under the eyelashes, breathing evenly, Feston did not expect the ghost to fall asleep here, maybe there were other ingredients added to the infusion, or this was another trick.

The person lying there couldn't be seen as a killer anyway. As many people said, Ian Noy had slender arms, a tall figure, and a handsome and beautiful face.

But Feston didn't despise him because of this, he knew how ferocious this handsome face was when murderous intent appeared, as long as he picked up the gun, these hands would become the hands of death.

Thinking of something, when he raised Feng Zhannuo's right hand, there were suddenly many footsteps in the corridor, nurses screamed outside, and Doctor John's questioning voice was very clear, "Who are you? What do you want to do?" ? If you dare to act recklessly, I will call the police!"

"Shut up!" Click, the sound of the bullet being loaded, "Don't fucking talk nonsense! They are injured! Show them! Call the police? Be careful I will shoot you!"

The continuous sound of footsteps, judging from the sound of voices and footsteps, there are about seven or eight people, occupying the entire corridor in this small clinic. People found out and called the police. It was only a matter of time before the police arrived.

"Sounds like a local gangster, chased to nowhere by your police." In the emergency room, Feng Zhannuo opened his eyes, awake as if he hadn't fallen asleep, maybe he really hadn't fallen asleep, his right hand quickly Out of Feston's control, "What should I do? Are you going out? Leader Al Qaeda?"

Feston noticed that when he called him Feston's team leader, he had a teasing tone, like a game, but he was much calmer and more rational when he called Al Qaeda, "This has nothing to do with you, stay still."

"It's not up to you..." Feng Zhannuo closed his mouth, he saw the other party's feet from under the hanging curtain, three people walked in, wearing uniform dark low boots, trousers tucked into the boots , he whispered, "Uncuff me if you don't want to be found out to be a cop."

Feston ignored it, and then the curtain was pulled open, and all the surrounding curtains were opened. At the other end, there was an old woman lying on the hospital bed, wearing an eye mask and earplugs, and was still snoring. Glancing at the entire room, several people focused their gazes on Feng Zhannuo and Fieston. It was obvious that these two men were more threatening than the old woman.

"Get up! You, and you! Put your hands up and put them on the wall!" The man with the gun was wearing a black vest, his skin was dark, and the protruding muscles on his shoulders and arms were shiny. Rifle, this is not something that ordinary local gangsters can afford.

Before Feng Zhannuo's infusion was finished, he pulled out the needle from the back of his hand and sat up. The gun on his body was searched by Feston, which meant that all the weapons were on Feston's body alone. Undoubtedly, there will be trouble, "You shouldn't have taken my gun."

As he turned around, he whispered to Felston, "If they know you're the FBI..."

"Whispering what are you talking about?! Turn around! Put your hands on the wall!" With the muzzle pressed against his back heavily, Feston turned around and glanced at Feng Zhannuo, which seemed to be a warning. He also has two guns on his body, one of which is evidence.

This group of people does not seem to be a gang at the level of small troubles. Once Feston's ID is discovered and the other party knows that he is the FBI, one can imagine what the result will be, but judging from Feston's calm expression, he seems It is the plan that if it doesn't work, one will face seven or eight, and solve all the opponents.

Maybe he does have this strength, Feng Zhannuo had to admire his boldness, when he raised his hands above his head, the handcuffs on his wrists were finally discovered, "What are these? Handcuffs?!"

The person who searched Fieston was just about to touch his pocket, when he was shouted by this sentence, everyone focused on Feng Zhannuo, and at the same time alarmed the people outside, "What's the matter? Shouting. "It was a man with a goatee.

"You guys, show me that! Let this old guy take out the bullets for the brothers before leaving." Goatee turned around before entering the door and confessed that he should be the leader of the group.

As soon as he entered the concierge, all three people turned their attention to him, "Boss Chuck, this kid is in handcuffs." They pointed at Feng Zhannuo.

Feng Zhannuo was still wearing his original shirt and trousers, and he didn't see anything unusual from his back. When he turned his head, Chuck walked up with a look of surprise, "Wait, I know this kid!"

Chuck - Adam William's previous family, acted as a supplier, and Feng Zhannuo also recognized him.

At this time, Feston was silent beside him, and Feng Zhannuo had to think a little more about his calm reaction. Chuck's people were blocked by the police, and someone was injured. Is it just a coincidence to come to this clinic...