Love Killer

Feng Zhannuo immediately became serious.

"Of course that kind of thing was confiscated by the police. They don't expect me to hide it in advance." He punched out in the water vapor.

When a killer meets a killer, both parties who make a living by killing become faster, because they both know that if they are not careful, they will be turned into an opportunity for death, allowing the other party to take advantage of it.

The sudden attack did not scare away the people around, but gathered a lot of people to watch. The fight between Feng Zhannuo and the lizard started in this long and narrow bathroom.

Both sides' sights were obstructed, Feng Zhannuo had a few cuts on his shoulders and arms, and Lizard's internal injuries might not make him feel too good, "If you don't have a roster, you will die."

Phew—the blade slashed across his chest, Feng Zhannuo lowered his head and saw his own blood.

Blood was printed on his pupils, and he showed a weird smile. He had endured it for a long time, and he could not kill people without killing people in front of Fieston, but now... when he opened his eyes, the cold air and cold killing intent came from him. There is no doubt in the eyes.

I don't want to hide anymore, and I don't want to restrain myself, I've reached the limit.

Fists are also weapons, and those who know the weaknesses of the human body know best where to attack, and the two killers who rushed towards Feng Zhannuo flew out.

The blood they spewed fell in mid-air, and the blood mist filled the air, merging with the water mist, and the other prisoners who were watching were stunned.

But the skills of the two people brought by the lizard were not bad. They rolled on the ground and stood up again, with blood still hanging from the corners of their mouths, joining the ranks of the lizard again.

Facing attacks from three directions, Feng Zhannuo's ability to adapt was tested, but fortunately his killing skills did not go to waste, even in a steamy bathroom.

"Do you know what I'm trying to endure?" His clenched fist moved, and he began to miss the smell of bullets and gunpowder. "It's too difficult to restrain yourself from tasting this feeling."

After he finished speaking, there seemed to be a bit of coolness in the air. The pervasive smell of blood stimulated the dark desire of the prisoner. There were booing and clamoring all around. rolled into arms.

The wet towel was whipped against the human body, as if swept by a cane, a large purple-red glow appeared.

The other two were repulsed, Lizard took a few steps back and clamped the blade in his fist, the blade gleaming coldly between his fingers, so that every next punch he had was likely to be fatal.

Feng Zhannuo didn't dare to be careless, the towel was wrapped around the lizard's wrist, only to see a figure move in the water vapor, he got behind the lizard, the long strip of towel wrapped around the lizard's hand like a rope, and the other end was on his hand, wrapping it around hard After a few laps, the movement was neat, and a part of the towel strangled the lizard's neck.

The lizard was restricted in its movements, and there was a trace of panic on its expressionless face. Feng Zhannuo was behind him, the strength of his wrist slowly tightened, and he mercilessly hooked the corners of his mouth, "I want the list because they are also on the list. Do you think they still have time to take care of the roster?" He twisted his wrist, but Lizard's other two companions didn't stop attacking because of Lizard's situation, Feng Zhannuo had to be distracted to deal with them, the long and narrow The space exit was blocked, like a cage.

Suddenly there was a gap in the cage, "The prison guard is here! The prison guard is here, stop! Who wants to be fined and confinement?" The thin old man squeezed out from the crowd, and he was the one who notified the prison guard.

"Old dog, you are meddlesome again!" The prisoners yelled at him. The old man called Old Dog didn't seem worried at all, and explained with a smile, "It's no good for anyone if someone dies, and the investigation after the event will not be wasted." If you have less time, it will be inconvenient for everyone.”

While talking, the fog in the bathroom dissipated, and the sound of fighting stopped. When the prison guard came in, he saw only three people lying on the ground, and another person standing under a shower in the middle of the bathroom. If the water column flows to the ground, it flows away along the drain.

He had wounds on his arms, shoulders, and chest. His light brown hair was mixed with dark hair and stuck to his head wetly. There was still a cloud of water vapor around him, and a pair of blue eyes were exposed in the water vapor. There was no emotion in them. .

Seeing that it was him, the prison guard who knew his background information walked in embarrassedly, "36-a-2650, what are you doing?"

"This is the bathroom. Look at what I'm doing now. Of course I'm taking a shower." It turns out that even the ruthless eyes can show a calm and calm expression. He turned off the tap and put away the soap. "If you want to ask For a few people, I don’t know anything.”

He walked past the prison guards, passed the crowd, and the prisoners blocking the passage parted to make way.

This scene was seen by the prison guards, and the old dog sighed in surprise and said what other people were thinking, "I thought he was dead." The lizard was still on the ground, but when the prison guards walked over, the lizard stood up.

He didn't die, Feng Zhannuo didn't kill him in the end, he didn't want to cause trouble, in fact he has always been cautious and careful, I don't know why trouble always comes to him automatically, but now, he finally remembered at the last moment Where are you.

If the lizard was killed, even if it served as a warning, the consequences would still be serious. There were too many witnesses at the scene, not to mention that he planned to be transferred to another prison.

When Feng Zhannuo walked to the door, the prison guard at the door stopped him, "You, you, you, and you—" Including Feng Zhannuo, the lizard and his two companions were all named, "You all Go to the infirmary."

Fights often occur in prisons. The existence of the infirmary is necessary. Prisoners also have the right to medical treatment, but more importantly, it can prevent some prisoners from being seriously injured and killed in fights.

Therefore, as long as there is a bloody injury, for the sake of safety and to avoid any accidents, the prison guards will report the situation once they find out, and leave a treatment record in the infirmary.

Feng Zhannuo changed his clothes and went to the infirmary under the supervision of the prison guards. The lizard pulled a long distance behind him, because he was walking very slowly, and the bruises on his face were still in the second place. The blow to the internal organs may cause internal bleeding , Now it's just holding back, Feng Zhannuo glanced at it, he knew his own strength at that time.

After passing through the corridors extending in all directions, the infirmary is at the corner. Of course, the equipment here is not as good as that of the hospital, but it can handle basic illnesses.

"Didn't expect to see me again?" Once inside, the old dog's wrinkled face appeared in front of Feng Zhannuo.

Seeing him as if surprised, the old dog introduced himself with a smile, "My name is Douglas, and I have been in this ghost place for more than 30 years. The warden asked me to be in charge of the infirmary. For example, today, Dr. Jones is not here at night, like you I am responsible for this kind of skin trauma."

He began to disinfect the wound on Feng Zhannuo's hand, raised his wrinkled eyelids and glanced at him, as if he was afraid that others would question his professionalism, "Don't look at me now, I was a surgeon before."

"Several cuts can't kill a person, even if you used to be made by a funeral home, to be honest, I don't care." Seeing Lao Gou sterilize him and start sewing needles, Feng Zhannuo thinks that the technology is not bad, but Lao Gou used to be a doctor. It really surprised him.

The stitching process was fine, but the lizard and the other two didn't look too serious, and they didn't have skin trauma. They were all waiting outside now. Douglas, nicknamed Old Dog, put on his reading glasses and chattered about the prison while stitching. In various situations, it sounds like he is introducing his home, and he seems to be enjoying himself very much.

"Don't look at me like that, young man, don't be surprised. You have to know that a person has spent most of his life in prison, and this damn place has basically become his second home. I have been out, But in the end I came back, it’s strange to say, I seem to have gotten used to it.” The old dog told his experience in a sleepy tone, how he went out again and again, and came back again and again.

Feng Zhannuo didn't know what an old man who regarded prison as his home was thinking. He just wanted to get out quickly, find Gran, and throw all the mess about Neilfei and the British royal family to him.

"After you finish talking, you might be interested in going to see those outside, their injuries..." Feng Zhannuo spat a few times, and the old dog immediately realized what he was hinting at, and winked at him, "They're the ones who want to kill you."

"But they didn't succeed, didn't they?" He snorted nonchalantly, which was also a sneer mocking his opponent, Lizard heard his mocking sound outside the door and stood up.

The old dog lowered his head and exposed two eyes from the top of the frame, feeling strange, "Wouldn't it be good to let them wait until the injury flares up and they can't be saved? Why did you remind me?"

Lizard's eyes moved, but he still stared at the people in the ward coldly.

"Did I remind you, I'm just laughing at them for being useless. Professional killers not only need to learn how to kill, they also need to know many things." The old dog finished the last stitch, and Feng Zhannuo lay on the hospital bed On, the wound on his chest was still bleeding.

"I don't know what you're thinking, but I know you're in trouble." The old dog said looking at the wound on his chest.

"Very serious?" Feng Zhannuo also knew that the incision was not small, the edge was very sharp, and the lizard's technique was really good. The old dog compared it in front of his eyes, "The wound is not big, but it is so deep that it needs anesthesia and sutures."

"Then sew it up, no anesthesia is needed." Feng Zhannuo said very simply, he has various scars on his body, the old dog has long been used to this kind of situation, and warned before catching him, "It will hurt very much, it will hurt you Nerve paralysis may cause muscle twitching, and then your injury will not be so easy to sew."

He looked at the cut again in embarrassment, and rubbed his hands, "Although I have been a doctor, I haven't had a scalpel for more than 30 years, so... I think it's better for you to get anesthesia." Feng Zhannuo already knew the result, he had to be anesthetized, otherwise the old dog might accidentally make his wound bigger.

"Only local anesthesia." The killer's caution made Feng Zhannuo make this decision. He would not allow anyone to take advantage of him. The lizard looked at him from outside the door, and he knew what that look was.

"Partial is local, of course it's local anesthesia, and it's not a major operation, it's just stitches." The old dog took out the syringe, pumped the anesthetic, and flicked the syringe again, "I'll wait a few minutes before your anesthetic is released. Go see a few outside."

The prison guards are at the door, Lizard and the others are waiting outside the door, and they are also guarded. Feng Zhannuo's local anesthesia will not cause too much hindrance to his movements. He shouldn't have any worries at all, but his instinct sounded again alarm.

The lizard seemed to smile at him, and the ferocious smile reminded him of himself. He wondered if his smile before the murder was also the same in the eyes of the slain, ferocious and indifferent.

"Wait..." He said too late when the needle pierced into the skin, the wrinkled face of the old dog was above his eyes, and he was smiling, "What are you waiting for, it's okay, it will be fine soon, wait Once the medicine is put away, I will suture your wound."

Everything was going on in an orderly manner. The old dog checked the time and went out to diagnose the lizards. Feng Zhannuo was lying on the hospital bed, but the silence around him gave him an ominous premonition.

Several people approached through the corridor, and the sound of leather shoes made a clear sound on the ground. Several people reached the door, and the prison guards were put on the ground at the same time before they could ask. Those men in black shot very quickly, obviously after special training, They entered the ward of the infirmary.

"You are..." Feng Zhannuo opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't hear his own voice. The anesthetic was on and he couldn't speak.

In an instant, he understood what was going on, because these two people were no strangers to him.

CIA, they belong to the CIA, and the people from the CIA want to kill him!

Apparently his presence has gotten in the way and threatened the reputation of the CIA, and the CIA wants to get rid of him as a tool that has become a problem, thoughts racing through his head, and he tries to stand up, but damn it!Anesthesia The wrong dose of anesthesia!

Looking out, he saw the old dog and the lizard sitting on the waiting chairs, being guarded. The old dog had a strange expression.

Feng Zhannuo suddenly realized that this old dog Douglas was probably an informant of the CIA. He might have been bought by the CIA, or he had been a pawn that the CIA kept in prison from the very beginning.

hell!He doesn't want to die here!

A force surged up, and he tried his best to get out of the bed. One of the CIA agents pulled out a knife, and the other stood guard outside the door. The door of the infirmary was closed, and he sat under the bed, holding the package in front of him. Black leather mattress, trying to stand up.

Poof—the blade pierced his back.

Despite the anesthetic, he still felt the coldness of the dagger and the warmth of the blood.