Love Killer

The address mentioned by Feng Zhannuo is a hotel. He does not have his own place in all cities, but there must be a relatively safe place for his actions. This hotel is where he often stays, and Bob’s The places are different, most of the people who come here are wealthy businessmen and celebrities, the hotel's secrecy and security measures are pretty good.

He took a shower after eating, and then had a good sleep. When he woke up, he was completely refreshed. Feston was outside, and he turned on the TV. The news was broadcast, and the prison riot was caught. The scene was very chaotic, and someone got gunpowder, or some chemically synthesized liquid explosive, which caused a big explosion.

You can see the TV through the crack of the door, Feng Zhannuo sat up from the bed, and when he stretched his waist, Fiston handed him a cup of coffee, the curtain was drawn, and the weather outside was not bad, Gran He was tied to the single seat, far away from the landing place, facing the wall, and the bound hands were within Feston's sight.

"You really didn't give him a chance." If Gran wanted to untie the rope, Feston would definitely see that Feng Zhannuo was free again, and his tone relaxed.

"He's the same kind of person as you, of course I know what to do." Fieston probably didn't sleep all night, or slept very little, his voice was a little hoarse, Feng Zhannuo bent down and kissed his neck , "Regardless of what he thinks, I think it feels good to be free."

The aroma of coffee merged with the smell of Fieston, he took a deep breath, Fieston patted his waist, "How do you feel?"

"What do you think?" He sat on the armrest of the sofa, right next to Fieston, as if he had never left. Fieston saw that he looked good, so he didn't say anything, just watched TV, and the lights in the room were not turned on. , The light and shadow of the screen shrouded his face.

The news was broadcasting the death toll, and also reported the death list. Among the names of the prisoners who died in the riot, Feng Zhannuo heard two pronunciations that were not unfamiliar, John.Leonard, and Corey.Burke.

"Let's celebrate, you're dead from today." Feston looked at the TV screen, took a sip of coffee and sang.

When he said these words, he pressed the switch of the remote control, and the light in the room dimmed suddenly. Feng Zhannuo folded his arms and leaned against the sofa. He looked at Fieston, who just turned his face away.

The window screen failed to block the light from outside.

At that moment, Feng Zhannuo saw the smile in Feston's eyes, the smile overflowing from the gray eyes, "It's not easy to regain your freedom, and it's even more difficult to kill someone who didn't exist. , but the results look pretty good.”

Planning everything in a short period of time requires taking certain risks. Feston said he would resign, but before that he was still an FBI, and he would not use the manpower of the FBI casually.

Considering the interpersonal relationship around Feng Zhannuo, he did not contact Judy. Habinuo is not an organization that can be trusted, and the personnel are too complicated. The only thing left to consider is Hecate, but they cannot all serve Hecate.

In the process of provoking the riot, Feston had to use some relationships that could not be put on the table. A person who has been a policeman for many years is surrounded by criminals besides colleagues.

There is no need to describe these processes, and the results are already in front of us.

Even if he doesn't say these things, Feng Zhannuo knows, Feston seldom says anything, he only expresses with actions, "Just like every time before, I won't thank you."

He raised his chin, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled chicly. He had not been in prison for long, and his temperament seemed to have changed, but he didn't seem to. Feston glanced at Gran, who was facing away from them in the corner, and stretched out his hand. , dragged Feng Zhannuo to the sofa.

"You have too many things to thank me for, let's take care of them one by one." The lips pressed up suddenly were very hot, as if they were going to melt him, and Feston's hand went directly through the T-shirt on his body, and touched it first. The bandage wrapped around Feng Zhannuo's back twisted his protrusion through the gauze.

Gran was in the corner. Although his back was facing them, it was entirely possible that he would have woken up early and heard their out-of-pitch breathing. But at this time, Feng Zhannuo couldn't care less. His throat, sucking hard.

The spring under the sofa creaked under the impact, and Fieston's breathing was short, but he was still reasonable, "I don't mind if you want to have a sex scene in front of your friends, I will gag your mouth."

He whispered into his ear.

Grant, damn it!Feng Zhannuo didn't care, but there seemed to be other things to do in front of him. When he was hesitating, the door of the room was knocked at the right time, with a specific rhythm.

"It's Bob. I asked him to bring Neilfei." Fieston let him go, and looked at the time unhappily, "Is this his habit? He came half an hour early."

"He likes to go to the appointment early, and if there are any problems and changes, he can find out early." Feng Zhannuo sometimes does this, he gets up from the sofa and prepares to change clothes, "But even if he arrives on time, I won't Think there's enough time."

"I agree with this." Feston's hair was messed up by him, and he scratched casually, the collar of his shirt was loose, his voice was slightly hoarse, and there were traces of suppressed desire.

This kind of him is very sexy, that is a kind of sexy that cannot be explained. It is not that Feng Zhannuo did not see the fire in Feston's eyes. It seems that he came out of the prison for such a trip, and maybe his relationship with him escaped from death. , Feston's attitude on certain matters became stronger and more direct.

When he went in to change clothes, Feston opened the door, and Bob stood at the door with Nelfie, but he didn't come in right away, "Where's that boy Gran?"

He asked this question first, Fieston moved away, pointed inside, Gran, who had been tied to the corner all the time, was still facing the wall, Bob was a little surprised when he saw his back, "How did Gran Not that thin."

"Maybe you should ask him yourself." Feston didn't want to talk about Gran's situation inside. Feng Zhannuo didn't communicate with Gran immediately after he came back, which was somewhat similar to Bob's mood.

No one would like to see old friends become what they are today, and Bob felt uncomfortable watching them grow up, but he still walked up, patted him on the shoulder and laughed a few times, " Gran boy, look who's coming."

Gran didn't answer at first, but when Gran turned his chair around, he seemed to wake up from a dream, "Fubo, I knew I'd see you, long time no see."

Gran was tied to a chair, and Bob knew what was going on just by looking at it, "Ian let us think you were dead all these years, I didn't expect you to be alive, and I didn't expect you to have a son , I don't care what you think, he is your son, you have to see him.

Neilfei didn't say a word after he came in. He hadn't recovered the ability to communicate with a normal child, so he just watched from the sidelines. He now knew that this man was his father, but the other party didn't give him a second glance.

Gran turned his head away, "I don't want to see him, I don't want to see any of you, Ian is busy, I'm fine there."

"If what you say is pretty good is that you keep folding paper in the cell, yes, you're doing pretty well." Feng Zhannuo came out of the bathroom with water dripping from his hair, and sneered mockingly, "You always fall Became that kind of person, I remember you used to be very picky about tasks, but now you only kill prisoners? Did they make you the boss?"

Gran was tied to the chair and could not move at all. He was holding the armrest tightly, the rope was stretched to the limit, but on the surface he was still calm, "Before you went to make trouble, I was almost a person who could talk, no People dare to provoke me."

Feng Zhannuo really wanted to punch him, but was stopped by Feston. He took out something and put it in front of Gran, "This is yours. Since you don't want anything, why do you fold this thing? Boring to pass the time? Then I guess it’s okay to burn it.”

It was the giant dragon that Gran had been folding. The flame from the lighter licked half of the dragon's wings. The formed skeleton was burned to black, and it was about to burst into flames—"Stop!" Gran shouted , "Put it down!"

Feston was unmoved, and Gran tried to stand up, but Feston was tied too tightly, the rope tightened his arms, and the chair shook in his struggle. He was angry and flushed, "I Warn you to put it down!"

"Your warning has no effect, and you can't do anything if I burn it." Feston's words hit Gran's weakness, and he showed the scene of his work being burned in front of Gran.

The paper will become thicker after being folded, and the flames will slowly devour it, bit by bit, and it will become more and more prosperous. He looked at Grann coldly, "I know you well, and it's not like I haven't seen you before. If you don't want to get out of prison and just want to live like that for the rest of your life, you can kill yourself when we bring you out."

"Why don't you do that? You're Ian's friend, I know what he's capable of, I'm sure you can do it too, it might not be easy to kill someone in that situation, as for suicide, it's too easy, you don't want to see old friends , since you don't care about anything, are you still afraid of death?

Even if you don't want to die, you can always do it by threatening death. This is not difficult for you now. "

Without hiding the indifference in his tone, Fieston only regarded Gran as a criminal he had caught, not Feng Zhannuo.

Seeing that Feston kept irritating Gran with such words, Feng Zhannuo was somewhat glad that this man was on his side. If a man like Feston was his lifelong opponent, then he It will be a huge headache.

He asked why he didn't die?Gran's gloomy expression gradually turned ferocious, revealing killing intent. Just as he was about to speak, Feston punched him. Then, the second and third punches landed on his face one after another.

Feston struck very ruthlessly, and he had no scruples at all. Neilfei was watching from the side. The corners of Gran's mouth and nose were bleeding, and the ferocious killing intent became more and more obvious. Then Feston made a harder attack, kicking the The chair that tied him was kicked to the ground.

"I'll kill you——" Gran sucked in his breath, making a hissing sound like a poisonous snake, Feston didn't let Feng Zhannuo intervene, stepped on Gran's chest and lowered his head.

"Are you going to kill me? Well, do you know what price Ian paid to save you from prison? It wasn't me who died, but him! He almost died in front of me!" The roar sounded like a boulder falling down, and Feston It's almost like a devil when it's cold.

He stepped on Gran's chest, "Just to save you—this person who is nothing to me, he was almost killed to save you, just because he regarded you as a friend!"

Gran's body froze, Feston lifted him from the ground, his cold gaze froze him, "Show me clearly, no matter what he has done and what consequences he has caused, he is helping you now, and As for you, if you intend to continue to be decadent like this, then you'd better die for me right away, and don't drag him down."