Love Killer

Feston pressed his arm, "Don't worry, take your time, wait for you to go out first."

He still looks so calm, even though what he did just now and what he is doing now is not what a policeman should do, Feng Zhannuo looked at him for a few seconds, relaxed, and put his body weight on the hand that Felston supported him , "Maybe I will see Mason's body later. Gran has changed, but I know him. People like us are inherently difficult to change."

He looked at the ground and sneered, and Feston pinched the back of his hand, "I know your essence very well, don't say more here now, Mason may not be able to deal with him, but there is still me."

Feng Zhannuo followed Feiston out unhurriedly. Mason was arranged by Feiston. Of course, the shot he fired at Gran was not very real. Since Feiston had already arranged it, Of course nothing can go wrong with this process.

"It's so much easier to have an FBI doing things for me." This may be classified as a compliment, but the effect may be different when Feng Zhannuo half-closed his eyes and said this sentence, Feston on his hip Take a picture, "It won't be soon."

Feston will leave the FBI soon, and thinking of the agreement between them, Feng Zhannuo wonders if Feston is completely sure about this matter.

Spotting Feng Zhannuo's gaze, Felston met his gaze, without any hesitation on his face, and led him to turn a corner, "I'll arrange Mason and Gran here."

For the time being, it can be classified as a storage room, or in other words, a morgue.

Right next to the prisoner's confinement cell, there is a large storage room where various labor tools are piled up. Due to the riots among the prisoners, some people were killed or injured. There is no guard here. After Feng Zhannuo entered, he saw Gran Lying on a hospital bed.

Blood stained the ground, the plasma on his chest was the same as the blood in Feng Zhannuo’s prison guard’s uniform, a blank bomb, no gunpowder, only dyeing agent, Gran’s hands and feet were handcuffed to the railings under the bed , was also gagged.

He looked at them with his eyes open, and as long as he closed his eyes, he looked like a corpse. Years of prison life had made his face pale, his body poisoned by drugs had become emaciated, and the melancholy atmosphere could not go away. Mason wore a He was wearing medical gloves, and he was wearing the clothes of a hospital first responder.

"If anything happens, I will say that I was forced." Mason made an explanation in advance, wisely protecting himself, "In fact, I was forced, and you are the ones who want to escape. I haven't thought about going out like this, no So fast!"

"Is there anyone else who wants to stay in prison?" Feng Zhannuo smiled, stepped forward to look at Gran, Mason snorted coldly with his arms folded, wrapped his bald head and tattoos with a scarf, and put on a medical cap, "You're still alive , I will be chased and killed if I go out, should I go out and seek death?"

"He doesn't know how to face the Black Panthers." Fieston raised his wrist to confirm the time, when he raised his eyes, Feng Zhannuo felt his gaze, sharp and direct, "He hasn't decided yet, But I want to know, have you made up your mind? "Facing Feston's eyes, Feng Zhannuo took a few steps forward. Without the help of others, his back still hurts when he walks too fast." Needless to say, don't you know my decision best?"

Pinch Feston's chin and kissed. They could hear the sound of rioting in the square outside mixed with gunshots. Feng Zhannuo's tongue was sucked by Feston, and he kissed heavily, "There is no time."

Mason was asked to push the hospital bed, and Feston walked in front. Feng Zhannuo suddenly heard Mason yelling behind him, and turned around to see him lying on the ground. Gran, who should have no resistance, somehow got rid of the handcuffs , Mason's face was smashed with blood.

Before Feng Zhannuo could make a move, Fieston turned around and pulled out a syringe. He seemed to have been prepared. Gran's arm was bent and groaned in pain. Fang appeared soon, and Feston handcuffed him back to the bed again, this time using a rope, and finally covered him with a sheet, covering most of his face.

"Okay, let's go." He said to Mason who got up from the ground.

Feston was obviously very experienced in dealing with people like Gran. Mason wiped the blood from his face, cursed a few words, and checked the handcuffs that bound Gran.

Feng Zhannuo is no stranger to this set, "It's quite nostalgic." He saw the silver metal circle, and added, "Of course I don't mean to miss being handcuffed."

"You performed much better than him at that time, at least I don't need to give you an injection." Putting aside the joke, Feston picked up the syringe in his hand and signaled, "The medicine contained here is enough to make him unconscious until We leave safely."

Feston will not let this kind of accident happen, Feng Zhannuo doesn't even need to think about whether Mason will be solved by Gran, everything is proceeding according to plan 1, a jailbreak plan deployed by the police.

"You will be an excellent criminal." Feng Zhannuo saw Feston's calm face, he seemed to be calm in everything he did, even when he was committing a crime.

"If this is considered a compliment, I'll accept it." Feston raised his hand and greeted the prison guard who took the initiative in the distance.

Seeing the hospital bed they were pushing and the "blood stains" on it, the prison guards hurriedly opened the iron door, and when they reached the door, they only glanced at the ID card in Fieston's hand. All this seemed so normal, isn't it The first one was carried out today, and the whole prison was in chaos. I'm afraid it will be on the news again today.

The turmoil in the high wall gradually subsided, but it had nothing to do with them anymore. The two walked out of the gate calmly. Seeing that they had passed through a series of checkpoints, Ma Sen rolled his eyes behind them and couldn't help sighing, "God, this What kind of world is it?"

Obviously he is the gang member, but it is not him who planned all this, but the one in front.

An ambulance was parked at the door. Since Feston had arranged this plan, of course he had already prepared for it. Mason tore off the mask on his face and got into the car. He was sweating a little, and Feston sat down beside him and handed him a bottle of water, "Hatton, drive."

He said to the front.

"Hatton? Hecate's people?" Feng Zhannuo looked forward when he heard Feston's words, and sure enough, he saw that the person in the driver's seat was not a stranger, one of Stephanie's confidantes.

"A transaction, it's not always safe for people who use ST for your business. Stephanie is your friend, and people who use her can keep their secrets." Feston explained to him.

After hearing these few words, Feng Zhannuo probably understood, "You asked Hecate for help, so...today's riot is not a coincidence.

Slowly screwing on the bottle cap, he leaned against the cushion behind him, a little unhappy, "You never told me about this before."

"But you understand everything when you see me." His complexion was not very good, and Feston pulled his shirt off, "You also have a lot of things you didn't tell me, so we are even."

Feng Zhannuo opened his mouth, Fieston looked at him with his arms folded, and he spread his hands.

"For the sake of safety, we will go to the hospital first, and we will transfer it later." The injury on his back has not healed completely. Feston frowned at his bandaged back. According to the original plan, in order to hide , They always have to go to the hospital.

Feng Zhannuo had no objection, and it was not Mason's turn to express his opinion. The car drove all the way to the hospital. Most of the prisoners injured in the riot were in the nearest one, and the emergency room was busy.

In this case, Feston arranged for an emergency doctor to change Feng Zhannuo's medicine, and the wound on Mason's brow bone was also stitched up. Of course, his fake emergency worker's clothes had already been taken off in the car. Taking advantage of the confusion, Hecate's personnel responded outside the hospital.

If anyone cares, you will find that a few people appeared suddenly, and then quickly disappeared among the busy crowd.

"Your reward." After getting into the car sent by Stephanie, Feston took what Hatton handed over and gave it to Mason.

"How much is it?" Mason had a few stitches on his browbones, and there was a red mark on his head that he had scratched, and a blue tattoo on his head. The whole face was as weird as it could be, and he touched it. Envelope, he bared his teeth in dissatisfaction.

"Man, please, thanks to you guys, I'm going to run away now, a few thousand yuan is not enough!" Considering himself unlucky, Ma Sen saw Feng Zhannuo winking at him, based on the experience of living in the same cell in the prison , although it was only a few days, but he believed that this look had a great meaning.

Opening the paper bag, he took out a stack of documents, Feng Zhannuo had never seen such an expression on Ma Sen's face, "Is this for me?" He threw away the paper bag, eagerly flipping through the books.

"Sure enough, I guessed right." It contained not only documents, but also a new identity. Feng Zhannuo glanced at Feston, and Feston nodded, "Here are all the documents you need, including passports. , If you want to start over, just getting out of prison is not enough, you have to make sure you stay away from the Black Panthers in the future, you can start over, now you are no longer a case, so stop using this as an excuse.”

After Feston finished speaking, he didn't look at Mason, but at Feng Zhannuo.

He smiled, "It's really yours to use Mason to preach to me." Looking at Feston's gaze, those gray eyes are now hard to see whether he is happy or unhappy, like a piece of sea water, waiting to go Will people approaching the shore automatically, or be overwhelmed by it.

Ignoring the confrontation between the two people's eyes, Ma Sen clapped the ID card in his hand, scratched his head excitedly, "This is a good thing! I don't know what to say, at least I have a choice, it's great!"

There are not many choices in front of Feng Zhannuo, but this may also be the reason why he loves Feston, he likes strong opponents.

At a place where there were few people, Mason was put down in the car. Before leaving, Mason turned his head and said, "You are different from the killer in my impression. I can't say it. Anyway, I don't hate you. I wish you and that police officer all the best." smoothly."

Feng Zhannuo wasn’t sure if Mason meant it as a joke when he said the word Mr. Police Officer, Mason smiled again, he nodded to him, and closed the car door, Feston immediately let Hatton drive.

"Where?" Hatton didn't know the next destination.

"Ian will give you the address." He looked at Feng Zhannuo, a certain cunning killer always prepared his way out in various cities, and he believed that he would not be disappointed this time.

"You know everything?" Glancing at Fieston with a smile, Feng Zhannuo folded his arms and leaned aside, Fieston caught his shoulder and kissed the top of his hair, "You should take a break , there are a lot of things to do when you get up."

Gran is knocked out and strapped to the passenger seat, and when he wakes up, he will meet his son Neilphy.