Love Killer

Gran's origami is about to be completed, and Feng Zhannuo's patience is almost used up. He won't stay here for too long, and life in prison is still not suitable for him after all.

This afternoon, when it was time to move freely in the open space, Mason pushed him out to bask in the sun. People were lazy in the winter sun. There were baskets on the open space. Many prisoners were playing basketball, and some were just sitting In a daze on the side.

But if you observe carefully, there are quite a few people making eye contact with each other, as if they are signaling. Based on experience, Feng Zhannuo believes that something is going to happen.

"The prison is always so lively." As if he had been in prison for a long time, he leisurely watched all kinds of people around him, and the various expressions that flashed across their faces.

"You don't come here often." Mason also noticed something strange, "You said they were planning something, I hope the target is not you, otherwise I will be out of luck."

"You shouldn't be so unlucky." No matter what it is, it seems that it has nothing to do with him, Feng Zhannuo believes in the feeling that something is going to happen, but he has only been here not long ago, so it has nothing to do with him.

Turning his gaze to the right, there is a row of benches. Gran must have a special status here. He sits on the bench alone, and no one goes up to trouble him. There are even two attendants behind him, like bodyguards. identity of.

Some of the newcomers may not know the details, and maybe they will hit the muzzle. At this time, the two followers will fully demonstrate their role. Now Feng Zhannuo is like this kind of short-sighted person in their eyes. Newcomer, he is a newcomer.

"What are you doing?" A burly white man stopped in front of him and glared at Mason who was pushing the wheelchair. Mason sneered before he could say something dirty, "Dude, you'd better get out of the way. There are people covering the outside."

"It's useless outside!" The burly white man spat to the side, just not far from Feng Zhannuo's feet.

Feng Zhannuo glanced at the ground, showed a smile, stood up while leaning on the handrail, his face suddenly turned cold, and the smile suddenly became gloomy, "Either make your dog shut up, or I will not be on your territory." You're welcome."

His back injury is not shallow, but Feng Zhannuo is a seasoned killer, if he wants, he can kill people immediately.

Gran looked at him for a while, and he stood there as if nothing had happened, but Mason knew very well now that the more this happened, the more dire the consequences, and finally Gran spoke, "Get out of the way, he is an old man. friend."

The two burly "bodyguards" backed away, and Mason also pulled a distance away from them. On the bench, Feng Zhannuo and Gran finally faced each other. The melancholy taste on Gran's face changed in the sunlight. thicker.

"What are you still doing here, going to jail with me? I don't seem to need it." He was not as excited as when we first met, Feng Zhannuo thought for a few seconds, and decided to be direct.

"The thing is, now I know that Eileen's real name is Caroline, and she is the daughter of a big man in England. At this point, I have to say that you have good vision, but luck is not very good. The British side thinks Take the child back." Briefly summarizing what happened, Feng Zhannuo didn't care about Gran's reaction.

"If you still want to see your son, this is your last chance." After speaking, he beckoned Mason to send him back.

After listening to his words, Gran's expression finally changed, "Wait a minute."

Feng Zhannuo turned his head, but Gran didn't speak. The sun shone down from above, and there was a faint warmth in the air, but it still couldn't drive away the winter cold.

The former companions are now here, and it should be a happy thing to meet again, but for some reason, it seems that there is a layer between them, which is both familiar and strange, maybe because of Irene's death, maybe because of Gran's decadence and depravity, perhaps simply because of time...

"I'm very disappointed, Gran. It might have been better if we hadn't met, what do you think?" Before Grann could speak, Feng Zhannuo curled the corner of his mouth, and asked Mason to push him away, and covered him with a blanket. As if preparing to doze off.

"It's really boring." He closed his eyes and muttered to himself, suddenly wishing that Feston was here too.

Someone approached behind him, not Mason. He opened his eyes for a moment, flipped his wrist, and a cold light flashed. The burly white man behind Gran just now was stabbed in the shoulder by him, holding a tapered murder weapon made of newspapers in his hand.

"I didn't ask him to do that." Gran also looked very surprised, meeting Feng Zhannuo's gaze, "I didn't ask him to do it. If it was me, I wouldn't use such a stupid way, I would do it myself."

In terms of Feng Zhannuo's killing skills, even Feston is not as clear as Gran.

It was a pen that stabbed the man's shoulder. The shiny silver pen looked very expensive, but now it was stained red with blood, like it was stained with red ink. Feng Zhannuo took out the pen that was used as a weapon, "It seems that the position of Warden Rufus can get a lot of benefits."

This was taken away by him in the office that day, and Feston should not have seen it, but even if he saw it, he couldn't stop it. It was just a pen, but it was not just a pen in the hands of some people.

If this guy was invited by someone else to kill him, it can only be said that the other party didn't know him too well. Although that guy was very burly and muscular, he was also somewhat unresponsive. In the eyes of a professional like Feng Zhannuo, he was simply Pediatrics.

In the case of moving his body as little as possible, Feng Zhannuo also played around with the opponent. At this moment, an accident happened suddenly. Ma Sen took out a gun from nowhere and shot Gran.

boom--

Gunshots rang out in the open space of the square, and the prison guards upstairs sounded the alarm when they realized that something was wrong, and a large number of prison guards blew their whistles to control the scene.

"What did you do?! Who asked you to do it?!" Mason was grabbed by the collar, facing a pair of cold and emotionless eyes, before he answered, Feng Zhannuo's eyes flashed, "It's Feston ?”

Ma Sen laughed, threw his hands away and rushed out. Feng Zhannuo was inconvenient to move, but he couldn't control so much at this time. He chased after him in the chaos. The prison guards fired warning shots. The sound became a ball.

The chaos happened unexpectedly, but it was a good time for the prisoners here. Stones, forks, metal pieces, sawtooths, they took all kinds of things that were used as weapons from their pockets, and a riot in the prison began. Happened before my eyes.

Feng Zhannuo gritted his teeth and cursed, Mason was in front of him, but the conflict between prison guards and prisoners happened too quickly, the riot in the open space hindered his action, he didn't know if Gran was dead, he just wanted to catch Mason Sen asked carefully.

What the hell is going on here? !

A huge impact rushed from the right side, and with a bang, someone got the gunpowder. There was a cloud of dust in the open space, and the sight was obstructed. Feng Zhannuo was about to give up and find another way, only to hear a gunshot from the front right, His chest suddenly became hot, and he felt a sticky feeling.

The police whistle and the siren sounded together, and all the prison guards were dispatched. All prisoners who tried to escape were shot dead.

The place where Feng Zhannuo fell was close to the gate of the open space. There were prison guards beside the iron gate. He was carried away on a stretcher. His chest was completely stained red with red blood plasma. His eyes looked up, and the sun was still high in the sky. Hanging, the dazzling light shone on the body without too much heat.

A familiar face appeared above his line of sight, with the light behind him, shrouded in light above his head, like a Greek god statue surrounded by golden light, with deep facial features and deep eyes...

"How are you? That's an empty cannonball, don't scare me by not talking." Felston spoke quickly, and asked him in a low voice. Feng Zhannuo didn't answer, he let out a breath slowly, raised his eyebrows and blinked again Eye.

Some kind of blood plasma was used to make a mess on him, and he looked like he should be a person who is not far from death.

Don't talk to the dead, he signaled with his eyes, Feston suppressed his laughter, and asked someone to carry him away from the scene of the riot, only then did Feng Zhannuo realize that Feston was wearing a prison guard's uniform, speaking of which, he hadn't seen it before. The way Feston looks in police uniform, except in pictures.

The way he looked in uniform made him want to whistle, but now didn't seem like the time.

The infirmary is in another building, and the guards are relatively strict. Feng Zhannuo was carried into the infirmary, and there were other injured prisoners who came in at the same time. The prison guards surrounded the door. He didn't know what other plans Feston had. But he knew it when Feston threw a prison guard's uniform at his feet.

"It's old-fashioned, but it works." He kissed Feston on the face. Amidst the wailing of prisoners, he saw a dying man suddenly turn over and sit up from the hospital bed. Feng Zhannuo moved quickly. After taking off the prison clothes, someone drew the curtain beside the hospital bed.

Feston didn't wait too long, he soon saw Feng Zhannuo who had put on the prison guard's uniform, and the prisoners who hadn't lost consciousness saw all this happening, and suddenly understood what was going on, before they could yell loudly , Feng Zhannuo yelled, "Where is the doctor, where is the doctor?! These things are hopeless, who will be responsible if they die! Don't come to me then!"

As soon as he waved his hands, he walked out like this. The prison guards outside the door thought they were colleagues, and they all felt the same. In the end, they were the ones to blame for this kind of thing. Yes! Hurry up and find someone!"

Feston was originally a policeman, and of course he would not be obtrusive in his uniform. The prisoner riots brought them a lot of convenience, and they encountered almost no obstacles on the road.

Walking through the iron gates, the majesty on Feston's face added a lot of credibility to him, and they all tried to avoid the camera, "I asked Mason to take Gran away first, but your friend didn't cooperate , I can only knock him out."

Feng Zhannuo was still being supported by Feston. He heard that Gran was knocked out, and he stopped, "Are you sure he's knocked out? He and I come from the same place and have the same teacher. To be clear, he The level is about the same as mine."

In this way, Gran would be easily taken away by gangsters like Marson?Feng Zhannuo immediately quickened his pace.