Love Killer

The tea party after lunch continued into the evening, and when Feston returned to the room again, the protagonist had already exited, Miss Belivia left, and the other suitors left were either the president of a global company or so-and-so The son of a certain country's politician who often appears in the newspaper.

Although they are competitors, everyone maintained their superficial demeanor and polite greetings. Some people said something happened and then left, and some people arrived at the lobby and were ready to play a few games before leaving. The carnival Monte Carlo night The beginning of the prologue, Belivia's departure caused the end of the party.

In this situation, even Feng Zhannuo can't do anything, it's hard for Judy to hold on to the request, after all Feston is also here, when they left the casino they met Feston again, but this time the two sides behaved They are all like strangers, they just exchanged a few words when they met at the door.

Others may seem to be exchanging pleasantries on the scene, but only they themselves know the real situation.

I met my "acquaintance" in a foreign country, and they also wanted to compete for a woman that neither of them cared about. I haven't encountered such an interesting thing for a long time. Perhaps only those who are familiar with him can see Feng Zhannuo's smile. That kind of slight coldness under the excitement.

His hands are for killing.

What they want him to do is like inviting death to cut straw with death's scythe.

After taking the car keys, he asked Judy to get in the car, and turned to Feston and asked, "Want to make a bet?"

Seemingly boring questioning, only Feston could see traces of impatience in his eyes, "It doesn't seem fair, you are still outside the game.

Only five candidates were invited in the invitation letter, perhaps not the only ones, but undoubtedly only those who are invited have the right to compete for Belivia.

"I'll be in the game soon, just wait." Taking the bet as fun, Feng Zhannuo felt that he finally got a little excited, and Judy poked his head out in the car, "Using that lady to bet?" Obviously disagreed, After all, she is also a woman.

"Why didn't you have such an expression when you asked me to deceive her feelings? She was a victim, from the very beginning." There was a coldness in the smile, which was his retort. Being condemned by a killer, Judy only wanted to Now that she could admit defeat, she had nothing to say and immediately changed the subject.

"Tomorrow they will watch a car show at a nearby salon. You might as well talk tomorrow. It's not good for people to see the two of you together." She hinted that if she stayed here for too long, the waiter would have already driven Feston's car out .

Pretending not to be familiar with each other, saying good night to each other, the two parties said goodbye, the car drove in different directions, the lights were brilliant at night, the autumn in Monte Carlo is not as changeable as the weather in Chicago, the big casino behind the car is always lit all night, Passing through the garden, the gilded building reveals a baroque atmosphere under the reflection of the headlights.

When meeting in a foreign country, it seems that many obstacles and annoying troubles have gone away. Although the facts have not changed, this psychological illusion is enough to make people feel comforted.

Back at the hotel, Feng Zhannuo had something to eat, finished his daily physical training, took a deep shower, and then fell asleep. This night was surprisingly short, and it might be because he slept well.

But when Judy went to knock on the door the next day, she suddenly found that the room was empty, and Ian was gone? !

Undoubtedly, the first person she thought of was Feston, "Is he with you?" It is needless to say who this "he" is.

Feston was still having breakfast, and the voice of putting down the coffee cup came from the phone, "No, he's not here, why?" Then he put down the newspaper in his hand, and the man sitting at the dining table seemed to want to know what happened just like her. What's up.

"He disappeared in the morning. I thought he was going to find you." With their relationship, it was not impossible. Judy didn't understand what she said, but Feston knew what she meant.

"You are wrong, he is not that kind of person." It should be said that they are not the kind of relationship that cannot lead a normal life without meeting each other. Both of them have their own ideas and plans. Firston took a sip of coffee thoughtfully, Decorative silver-rimmed glasses rest on the bridge of his nose. "He'll be back."

"You're so sure, he's really not with you?" Judy confirmed again.

Feston's answer was still the same, "I don't need to lie, he is not with me, if you don't believe it, you can come and see for yourself.

If she was in front of him, she must be stared at by a pair of sharp eyes at this time. She used to belong to the FBI. It's not that Judy doesn't know what Feston is like. Where will he go? Since you said he would come back, you should know."

"I think he's about to enter the game." Looking out the window, Monte Carlo in the morning, the humid air, where will the ghosts be wandering at this time?Feston did have an answer in his heart.

"Why did you give him this false identity—— Baron Winterthres, the noble status can be easily verified, he will be exposed, you know he is wanted." Feng Zhannuo would not be so careless, Feston believed He won't, there must be some reason for it, he doesn't need to worry about it, but he still asks.

Judy should have answered, but this time she was not so forthright, she just smiled and said, "No, no, let me remind you, he is wanted in the United States, not here, nor the United Kingdom, the status of a British baron is not as important as you think It's easy to see through, don't worry."

Unable to get an answer, and unwilling to give him an answer, Judy hung up the phone. Perhaps the only way to get an answer is to get it from the person involved.

And where is Feng Zhannuo at this time?Feston's prediction was right, he was about to enter the game, and it was not too difficult for him to "encounter" with others. As for getting a woman's favor, as long as he wanted, that could be very simple.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Belivia, I intended to decorate this bouquet of flowers in the living room, but they suit you very well, so I give it to you as an apology for soiling your dress, since you don't want me to pay Here’s a new one for you, and I don’t want to wash it.” Feng Zhannuo has long been familiar with this kind of role, as long as he behaves politely, he is a competent actor.

The fresh Bai Zhenggui was handed over to Belivia, and just as she held it in front of her, he saw a glint from the corner of his eye, "Be careful!"

He threw Belivia behind the car, the bullet hit the roof of the car, passed through the bouquet in her hand, and dropped white petals on the ground. The gunshot rang out, and people on the road were in chaos. The bodyguard asked her to get in the car immediately.

She was panicked, but she was still calm, at least she looked calm, "I've heard that such a situation might happen, the bodyguard will protect me, please leave quickly, Baron Winters!"

This is the best chance, if he leaves, he won't be a ghost, "If I leave in this situation, the whole family will be ashamed of my behavior, of course I can't leave, at least you must see that you are safe, miss. "

Appropriately showing nervousness and apprehension, in the end he stayed and got into a car with her. His words without affectation were sincere and touching. No one could find the calmness and cunning in those eyes, even if Not at all.

If the situation permits, Feng Zhannuo will show a happy smile, but now Belivia only sees concern. The car drove onto the street, and the "Princess of the Grand Duchy of Monaco" Belivia, who has an important status but no title, held tightly Holding Bai Zhenggui in his hand, it seems that only in this way can he stabilize his mood.

The blond hair was hanging on her shoulders, her face was almost buried in the bouquet, she took a few deep breaths, and she asked softly, "Is there anyone else chasing you?"

She didn't ask who they were, but asked if anyone was chasing her. Feng Zhannuo glanced back, "It doesn't seem like there is any other car behind." He naturally hugged her shoulders, and he silently comforted her.

Belivia smiled gratefully at him, "If I hadn't met you, I would be very scared now, thank you again, Baron Winterthres."

"Call me Macro, we're friends, aren't we?" He smiled at her, a smile most women couldn't resist.

Belivia also smiled, "Of course, Mike Luo." After she finished speaking, she quickly turned away and looked down at the white political rose in her hand, as if she couldn't bear the heat of the sun, her earlobes were slightly red.

She is like a flower in a greenhouse, but she stubbornly wants to show her strength. It is hard to imagine that there is such a pure woman in the world, and she was born in the royal family. Feng Zhannuo feels a little apologetic and guilty. This woman will Becoming a victim is almost a doomed ending.

It would be bad to be too eager at the beginning, he asked to get off the car at the right time, said goodbye, and before leaving, Belivia invited him, "This is the invitation to watch the racing in the afternoon, at Mrs. Meryl's Will you go to the salon?"

"Of course, I'm honored." Taking the bundle of invitations happily, he kissed her cheek to bid farewell. As he approached France, his romance was getting better and better. No effect.

The racing performance in the afternoon is a spectacle in Monte Carlo. People who have free time will watch the racing cars on the street below from their own upstairs. The rich people watch it in a different way. Chatting, talking, this kind of social interaction is an indispensable part, and Mrs. Merrill's salon is such a place.

The salon is private in nature, but all the guests are entertained. It can be said that ordinary people don't even want to enter the door.

The servants greeted the guests in the hall downstairs, and the guests who confirmed their identities were invited upstairs, where there were several study rooms and galleries, where French and Italian with various accents could be heard, English was the common language, and of course the local Monaco.

When Feng Zhannuo appeared in front of Judy again, he passed in front of her, holding a perfumed bouquet in his hand, and Judy could only go downstairs to the hall, he didn't give her any eyes, but she knew he was ready up.

Most of the people could see what he was here for. When the butler led him upstairs and announced that the British Baron Winterthres had been invited by Miss Belivia, most of the men had expressions that were not very happy. nature.

Except for one person, "Welcome, Lord Winterrace." Felston raised his glass to him.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Al Qaeda." The glasses collided, and the ghost stood on his stage.