Love Killer

"Who?" he asked.

Someone wants to kill him. This is not the first time Feng Zhannuo has heard this sentence, and I believe it will not be the last time. Although he does not take Feston's warning seriously on the surface, the killer's nature tells him to be cautious in everything.

Mason's answer was just a sneer, without giving an answer, the light was just above his head, his face looking down was covered by shadows, Feng Zhannuo could force him to question him, but he didn't do that.

Turning over and getting out of bed, he continued the interrupted physical training, counting silently from No.70 to five.

"That's it? You don't want to ask anymore?" His reaction made Ma Sen feel strange, Feng Zhannuo raised his head, "If you want me to use other methods to extract a confession, I will be more than happy."

With a smiling killer face, Mason must admit that this smiling face is hard to hate, "I won't tell you, because I don't know anything more specific, but I'm sure your death is just around the corner."

Ma Sen's words didn't have much deterrent effect on Feng Zhannuo, he snorted, "Then just wait and see."

He continued to do push-ups easily, as if he didn't take Mason's words seriously at all. Mason didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, he only saw his indifferent look.

That day in the open space of the square, he had the same casual look at first, but in the blink of an eye, he made Baowei, the boss in the prison, transfer to the infirmary, and he has not returned yet.

Ma Sen's gaze caught Feng Zhannuo's attention, "If you're looking for an opportunity, I'll tell you not to waste your time."

He jumped up from the ground, wiped his sweat, and Mason met his eyes, "You are a strange person."

"What's so strange?" This comment was rarely heard, Feng Zhannuo turned on the tap.

Mason's voice fell from a high place, "You are a killer. I tried to kill you but failed. Now that I'm back, you don't respond."

When he came back, he made all kinds of preparations, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't take it seriously, at least it seemed that way.

"I didn't know that you wanted to die so much." Feng Zhannuo raised his head, his face was still wet, and the hidden bloody smell came over his face, Ma Sen was taken aback.

"Believe me, if it was before, I would definitely let you know the consequences of doing this, but now is not a good time, and this is not a good place, and you have no idea how much I want to break your neck, so you should Please stop talking." The smiling eyes were calm, without a trace of waves, entwined with the breath of death, revealing killing intent.

Anyone who sees these eyes will understand that sometimes calm is more terrifying than anything else. Mason suddenly had the illusion that he was a herbivore being targeted by wild beasts, "You want to kill me?"

"Now? No, if I don't kill you, someone will be upset." He didn't want to annoy Fieston again, he should be angry enough now, Feng Zhannuo wiped his face with a towel.

"But you really want to kill me, because you are a killer." Mason's intuition is very accurate, and Feng Zhannuo has always been relentless towards those who intend to harm him.

"I don't do money-losing business, you don't threaten me, why should I waste time, and there are so many people watching here, I can't escape if I kill you, if you want to use your own life to count me, I will I advise you to change your method." The killer, who was used to restraining his killing intent, raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"No one wants to die, but I'm going to die if I don't solve you here." Mason's temples were throbbing, and he knew what kind of problem he was facing. "You kill me, or I kill me, there is no second choice." way!"

He suddenly rushed towards him without any warning, and Feng Zhannuo saw the sharp stone flakes in his hand, cutting towards his throat.

Ma Sen's attack can't cause much damage to a killer who is used to hundreds of emergencies. Feng Zhannuo chopped off the stone in his hand, and the two of them would inevitably collide with the bed assistant and the only one in the cell. Tables and chairs were assembled, and the prison guards downstairs sounded their sirens.

Ma Sen's eyes froze, and when he looked again, he had already fallen to the ground, his throat was stepped on, "Don't waste my time."

Seeing the prison guard approaching, Feng Zhannuo withdrew his leg, "Just say you fell down by yourself."

Even if he didn't see the danger in his eyes, Ma Sen was ready to say so. The prison guard found that nothing serious happened, so he asked a few words and left. He stood up from the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face. The mark is completely a grimace.

Feng Zhannuo pretended that he didn't exist, prepared towels, and it was time to take a shower soon.

"I'm a traitor." The cell was small, and Mason heard the abrupt words very clearly. He turned around, "What?"

"I am Judas." Mason pointed to the tattoo on his head, the last lunch, the disciple who betrayed Jesus, he was talking about the origin of the tattoo, Feng Zhannuo fell back, leaning his back against the wall, looking at the horse Sen fearfully grabbed his bald head.

"Once, the Black Panther Gang was almost wiped out by the police. We were at the transaction site, but fortunately most of them escaped in time." He said suddenly, "But then the boss found out that someone had tipped off the police, and that person was actually me. , I am Judas."

"I was arrested too, but the police testified that I was an informant, and finally got a lighter sentence. But who the fuck wants them to do this?! Everyone knows I'm a traitor! Go back unless I kill you! Otherwise I'll be Judas forever, like this one on my head!" He pointed to the tattoo on his scalp.

In order to let his companion accept him, Feng Zhannuo didn't answer, the bell rang, and it was time to take a shower, "This is your business."

He went out with the things, Mason sat on the ground and kept rubbing his face. There were red marks on his scratched head. He picked up a stone on the ground and smashed it hard at the iron bar, making a harsh sound. Bounced elsewhere.

Wearing a dark prison uniform, Feng Zhannuo walked to the bathroom with other prisoners.

No matter how you betray, you want to change your position and try to start over, but people who have been stereotyped for a long time cannot change at all. Mason is still a member of the Black Panther Gang. Even if he becomes a traitor, he will still return to the Black Panther in the end. help.

Feng Zhannuo looked at his hands thoughtfully. He stood in the line and continued to move forward. He didn't notice that he was obviously different from the others. His distinctive appearance and temperament made him stand out among them, but This cannot change his essence.

He is as much a prisoner as they are.

He is still a killer.

The bathroom is on the other floor. There are many prisoners locked up here. They are all arranged for what to do at what time. What Feng Zhannuo did in the open space of the square has long been spread in the prison, so no one dares to go up casually. Mess with him, but there are still quite a few people who will look at him more when they see him.

It is obvious that Baowei has lost his position as the boss. He is not here now, and there are other people under Baowei who have been looking at this position for a long time. The advantage of being the boss in prison is that you will get a lot of convenience. And in order for the prisoners to cooperate, the prison guards will also have a good relationship with the "managers" here.

The position of boss represents a lot of interests.

Tobacco, alcohol, food, coffee, and even drugs are not difficult to obtain when you are outside, but once you are inside, the value of all substances increases significantly, and power is everything.

If you have power, you have status - this point has never been so obvious, Feng Zhannuo now also has a deep understanding, after rejecting the person who intends to recruit him for the third time, he no longer pays attention to the guy who comes up to chat.

"It's annoying, isn't it? That's what this place is like. A prison. What else can you expect from it?" A skinny old man was washing his hair under the shower on the right. Seeing this scene, he sounded like someone who had been there.

"I heard that you gave Baowei a shot as soon as you came in. Boy, you did a good job. Baowei is over now, but it's time for you to choose sides. Those people just now may have a second Baowei." Wei." The old man said in a low voice, his voice sounded very dull in the water vapor.

"Thank you for the reminder." Feng Zhannuo just smiled, and the hazy mist covered the dark light in his eyes.

In his plan, he will not stay here for too long. He has to transfer to another place, but how to transfer and how to pass the application are not things he can do inside. This requires the help of Feston.

Feston will definitely help him. He is very sure of this. The only thing he is not sure about is how long it will take. If this continues, he can't guarantee that he can hold back.

I really hope that guy can finish his anger quickly so that he can leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

It is difficult for a person who is used to freedom to work and rest according to the schedule, especially someone like Feng Zhannuo, but he can still bear it now.

The bathroom is divided into two sides, and there is a row of showers on each side. Everyone chooses the vacant place to take a shower, and at the same time try to avoid getting close to dangerous people. Feng Zhannuo's status here is not yet clear, but obviously his refusal just now angered Some of the people who have formed factions.

There were quite a few unfamiliar faces, and someone looked at him, and he glanced at them, washing away the foam on his body. Even though there were some tall and well-built people here, they didn't arouse his interest at all.

Letting the hot water rush down from his head, he moved his stiff shoulders. Of course, this was just an illusion. He thought the stiffness was just because he hadn't touched anyone for a long time. He needed a partner, preferably evenly matched.

Preferably Feston.

Thinking of Feston, thinking of his broad and straight back, a hot current rushed towards his lower abdomen, Feng Zhannuo gritted his teeth, this was too bad, he had obviously only seen Feston.

But damn it, just seeing isn't enough.

Imagine what Feston will think about, and finally come to tell him the answer. In order to wait for that moment, he feels that time has become very slow, and the sound of water is all around his ears. He closes his eyes and endures this suffering.

He hoped that this matter could be settled as soon as possible, and he hoped that Feston could understand his feelings.

"Ah!" The old man on the right suddenly yelled, Feng Zhannuo opened his eyes suddenly, and stabbed him fiercely with a blade wrapped in soap.

There was more than one person, and he was surrounded on three sides by people, one of whom he had just met, whom everyone called "Lizard."

The blade in the lizard's hand was played very flexibly. Even Feng Zhannuo, without any weapon, was not easy to gain an advantage immediately. He avoided the knife that hurt the carotid artery, and the lizard quickly closed his hand to avoid him The next counterattack.

Feng Zhannuo had fought him for a few rounds and knew that the opponent was a formidable character and couldn't be compared with Feston, but Ma Sen's attack was like a toddler compared to his.

"Your client wants to know where the roster he wants is." The lizard's eyes were different from before, without a trace of emotion.

He is also a killer.