Love Killer

After Feston finished speaking, he loosened the rope that bound Gran. Of course he still cared about that incident. He couldn't do anything to Feng Zhannuo, but he could do to Gran.

Bob looked at them meaningfully. Neilfei didn't know if he understood what was going on. With his eyes open, Gran's face and mouth were bleeding, and he was holding the burnt paper dragon ashes in his hand. When you hold it in your hand, it falls apart as soon as you touch it.

Feng Zhannuo folded his arms as if he was just watching a play, the corners of his raised mouth twitched, and then slightly raised, he just watched, didn't say anything, needless to say, passed by Gran, he took Fei Stan pulled aside and kissed him on the lips, "Okay, you've said enough, don't be angry for other people."

"It's not for him, it's for you." Feston corrected, as if nothing had happened just now, he sat back on the sofa and picked up the coffee again.

The coffee was still slightly steaming. He waved his hand, indicating that he had finished what he wanted to say. Now, whatever Feng Zhannuo did to deal with Gran, Gran seemed to be awakened by Feston's words, and his killing intent stopped. Thick gray shadows haunted his face again.

"At the beginning, I would never have thought that Gran would become like this today. I really didn't expect it." Whether it was disappointment or regret, Feng Zhannuo's sigh pierced into Gran's heart like the tip of a needle.

He leaned against the corner of the wall and smiled, with a hint of melancholy mixed with the plainness, "Maybe one day you will become like this, and you will find that nothing is important, and nothing is meaningful."

Neilfei is not far away and has been standing there, but Gran has never glanced at him from the beginning to the end. Feng Zhannuo didn't want to discuss this possibility, so he turned around and waved to Neilfei, "Come here, this is you ,dad."

The father who came back from the dead, Nierfei seemed to understand and didn't seem to understand, he was still standing there, Feng Zhannuo himself was injured, seeing that Nierfei didn't move, he didn't pull Gran up, hugged him Sitting down in the chair, "I believe you are still the same Gran. If you don't want to come out, you'd rather be inside. You have plenty of opportunities to deal with Mason. You don't have to wait for Me and Fiston to show up."

Grann didn't even lift his eyelids, "I just want to see how special you are looking for."

"It's special enough to give you some flair, but your current level won't arouse his interest at all. You're just an escaped prisoner, an incompetent, self-defeating killer." Feng Zhannuo's smile was very dazzling.

Gran covered his eyes with his hands, as if he didn't want to see his face, or to avoid some memories, "Don't do this, and don't smile at me, I know you best, don't forget who killed that girl with you cat."

that cat?Feston looked at Feng Zhannuo, but only saw a smile comparable to that of the sun, tilting his head and humming casually, "What happened, I don't remember."

He looked puzzled, and Gran opened his eyes, "I haven't forgotten what happened when White Ghost Coin practiced with us, and I know you won't either.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Feng Zhannuo's smile gradually turned cold.

Grann seemed to have the upper hand suddenly, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "That's the last day of the assessment, the white ghost put me and you in a group, we have to stay in there for a week, there are only a few decent ones in that room Food, and no water, to live unless one of us kills the other."

He looked at the unknown distance with reminiscence eyes, "Choose one, we have known that this day will come, but neither of us wants to kill each other, just share those things that even children can't get enough of, Then I couldn't bear it any longer..."

This is the past that Feston never knew. His face was gloomy, and he frowned as Gran continued to say, "We can't hold on any longer. We all know that as long as we lose our minds, there will always be one of us." I will attack the other first, and of course it is better to survive than to be killed."

Speaking of the past, there was a cold look on Gran's gentle and melancholy face, Feng Zhannuo listened expressionlessly, and then Gran suddenly smiled, "We were lucky, just as we were about to start, we came out of the window A cat came in, do you remember that cat, the one we used to see where we lived, and we fed it, brown tabby stripes, big eyes that were frightened at the time It looked at us, but we killed it anyway, and we were all hungry and thirsty... "There is no difference between a man and a beast. Gran licked the corner of his mouth, and smiled faintly, "I still remember the rust-like taste, as if it's still in your mouth, I don't think you've forgotten it either." "

Feston's eyes suddenly became deep, and he remembered something. Feng Zhannuo's sitting posture became stiff, and he pointed murderous eyes at Gran, and sneered, "Are you just remembering these things? Those have long passed, there is no need Say it again, Drem Gran, I've long forgotten those things."

"If you really forgot, you wouldn't find a policeman. You always long for someone to stop you, but the bloodthirsty trained by the city has become instinct. It is not so easy to change. You will fight it, but You'll lose to it because you find yourself enjoying it one or two times, "Shut up! "The muzzle of the gun was on Gran's temple, the safety catch had already been released, Feng Zhannuo restrained the urge to pull the trigger, his hand was trembling, and his eyes were filled with death-like darkness.

Why he always didn't want to catch it, Feston somewhat understood, and he went up.

A pair of warm and firm hands covered the back of his hands, and Feston's voice was surprisingly calm. He kissed behind his ear and said, "Don't do things that you regret." The gun in his hand was taken by Feston , Throw it on the coffee table.

Feston was behind him, holding his shoulders, Feng Zhannuo looked back at him, calmed down, took a breath, and said to Gran, "Maybe you are right."

He relaxed his expression, with a half-smile, "But so what, that's my business, at least I haven't lost yet, and you have lost completely, you want to get out of this circle, use the prison isolation You yourself, want to start again, but become like this, Gran, tell me, are you willing?"

He lowered his head and looked at his former partner, "Are you willing to be trapped in prison like this and rely on marijuana to live? If you are willing, you would rather rot in it than come out, then why do you still want to origami? It doesn't make sense, then why do you do such a thing, look at what you folded yourself, why did you finish its wings in the first place?"

Grabbing Gran's hair, he forced him to look up, "Stop kidding yourself, man."

Grann had to raise his eyes, and in his sight was a young boy with an expressionless face. The outline between his brows and eyes made him vaguely see his past self, but he was more like Irene, very beautiful, and his brown eyes must not Looking in his direction.

It's hard to describe a father's expression when he sees his son in one word, especially this is the first time he saw him, even if he didn't want to see it, he still saw his son Neilfei.

Feng Zhannuo observed Gran's expression, "You think you are in pain, then let me tell you, Neil is much stronger than you, and he will even do what he doesn't want to do to protect himself after being rescued. Well, he is only seven years old, he has already learned how to kill and how to serve men, what, this is the son you dare not even look at, he is looking at you now, to see how you torture yourself, how escape from reality..."

"Stop it!" Gran broke down completely, yelling and interrupting him, his eyes were red, and he covered his face with his hands. Years of prison life had changed him to some extent, but he was still a once brilliant top player after all. killer.

He was once a trained killing machine, but he was also a father, he groaned and groaned in pain, "Don't tell me so much, I don't deserve it! Irene didn't die because of you, Ian , because of me! I left her, I didn't go to see her, because I didn't love her as much as she thought, she was so beautiful, I was not kind"

He threw back his head and laughed, tears streaming from the cracks in his palms, "I don't deserve a son either, I'm a monster with bloody hands, I even killed children younger than him, I don't deserve Irene's Love, I hurt her, I don't want to hurt my son again, people like us don't deserve happiness"

"Slap", Bob went up and slapped him across the face, and cursed angrily, "You boy! I still remember what you said before, you said that things like loneliness and loneliness are too extravagant, and it's a killer like you who owns them." It's amazing, after all these years, you still see it that way, you haven't made any progress at all!" Grant was lying on the ground, and Bob scolded, "It's your business if you die, don't do it in front of your son. Die! He is good enough, this kid is not much better than you were back then, you don't care about him, do you want him to repeat your mistakes?"

Bob got angry and took out the wine bottle from his pocket, opened the lid and stuffed it into Gran's hand, "Sing it, and then the man stands up for me!"

Gran didn't move, looking at the bottle in his hand, the strong aroma of whiskey spread out, his Adam's apple trembled a few times, the surrounding was quiet, he didn't move, and then suddenly there was a small hand in front of him.

Neil was not quiet, he wiped off the blood on his face blankly, and looked at him expressionlessly, "You don't need me, I will live."

Even if he is not wanted, he will live, even if no one loves him, he will still live.

Facing Neilfei's small face that seemed to have lost all expression, Gran seemed to see himself back then. He suddenly reached out and hugged Neilfei tightly, holding his thin body in his arms, tightly .

Hot tears flowed down from the eyes of a killer again, Gran hugged his son, how could he be indifferent to the affection between father and son, Feng Zhannuo looked at them with special emotion.

Suddenly there was Huwen, who was alone behind him, and he felt Feston approaching from behind, "You are not a bloodthirsty monster, and you wouldn't be if I were with you for a day."

"Then what do you count when you're not around?" With peachy eyebrows behind him, he turned his head with a snort.

Feston pinched his jaw and replied before kissing him, "I've always been here."