Love Killer

He smiled like a harmless antelope, but the thoughts hidden under the smile may not be as it appears on the surface, Feston warned, "Don't play tricks, I will watch you."

The prison guards are just like this, Feng Zhannuo is noncommittal, of course he also knows that Feston's worry is indeed justified, his condition is not as good as before, this is a fact, he will not deny it.

"You can look at me as much as you want, but you have to remember that I'm not so useless that I can't even walk." Feng Zhannuo stood up holding a gun, and his upright figure reflected a sculpted figure on the window. , long shadows.

He has his pride, and his pride lies in the fact that even though he is seriously injured, he still has the confidence to protect himself and achieve his goal in his own way, whether it is asking him to kill someone or just completing a commission from an old friend.

Feston glanced at him, walked towards the secret compartment where weapons and ammunition were stored, and made a move that Feng Zhannuo did not expect. He opened the secret door, and the neatly arranged guns and bullets of various types appeared in front of him one by one. before.

"Take what you need." Without further ado, Feston showed those collections in front of him. Like Feng Zhannuo, he is interested in gun maples. Maybe they have been used, maybe they won't be used, no matter what. Why they exist, and now he's sharing them with him.

M punish M staring at McMillan, Browning, Ares, this is Feston's trust, Feng Zhannuo's eyes swept over the killing tools with a cold luster, and finally looked at Feston.

"Aren't you afraid that I will use them to kill people and let the police find you?" He picked up one of the black guns and put it in his hand, exuding a sense of stability, and Feston put his hand on the handle of the gun, "You Is the most cautious killer, not so stupid."

Feston's guns are registered, and if he did kill someone with his gun, it wouldn't be him, "I'd say it's a good idea.

Feng Zhannuo said this nonsensically, but Feston seemed to understand what he meant, "I'm not restricting you from doing anything, and I'm not afraid that you will cause me any trouble, but I just hope you will be more careful." Mao Mao Platinum's lame hand caressed the gun, "I let you use them because I believe you will not mess around. In fact, from the perspective of a bystander, I have to admit that you have been very cautious..."

"If I was really cautious enough, I wouldn't provoke you, but I've already learned how to behave." Jokingly made a helpless expression, and with a click, he fiddled with the gun maple and loaded the bullets, which was very familiar.

Feston liked the way he was so concentrated, even though Sha Xi and Xuexue were hidden behind this expression before, "Really learned to behave?" He grabbed a handful of bullets, looking very suspicious.

Feng Zhannuo raised his eyes, and answered seriously this time, "To be honest, no."

Seeing Feston raise his eyebrows, he shrugged, "But that's interesting, isn't it? From the very beginning, you've seen a less obedient opponent. If I really change completely, it won't be me anymore."

Feston must admit that he was right, "If we were strangers without any relationship, I wouldn't care whether you lived or died, but you are you, I must say, don't let me see you bring Reconcile with blood..."

He added, "It doesn't matter if it's someone else's or your own."

"It's an old problem of the police. If you don't trust me so much, you might as well follow me." Feng Zhannuo dropped the gun, and Fieston also put down the bullets, "If it's possible, it won't be so troublesome."

When he was reinstated and returned to the FBI, not only Fokoff was staring at him, but people from the CIA were also investigating him. Of course, this is all an internal matter and will not be publicized. Feston has his own way to get the news. On the surface, he has nothing to do with these actions. No matter what the reaction is, secretly they have to fight back.

This involves many departments, many people and many things. These things are very annoying. He didn't mention them in front of Feng Zhannuo, but it doesn't mean that Feng Zhannuo doesn't know.

"Hurry up and settle your business. We can live freely after you officially resign. We can go anywhere. Chicago is good, but there are still many places worth visiting. Venice, Barcelona, ​​Potsdam, Vienna..." Feng Zhannuo grasped the suggestion in a light and casual tone.

He walked through many places, but there were too many places where he came and went in a hurry. Suddenly, a picture appeared in front of Feston, a ghost walking alone in the crowd holding a suitcase. That kind of freedom is not so much freedom as it is Lonely.

"It all sounds good. I also went to a lot of places, but I didn't stay too long, and I didn't have time." Feston used to fly around a lot, and he didn't feel much about travel, but it was different with another person.

"Why don't we go when you come back." He suddenly decided, Feng Zhannuo smiled in surprise, "Good idea!"

"By the way, I can investigate the white ghost during this time. It's not a good thing to have someone staring at you behind your back, so you must remember to be careful, do you hear me?" Take out a few suitable for Feng Zhannuo from the shelf Guns, Feston threw them to him, "You said you were going to drive, there are bags in the storage room, you can put them in, and here's one for you"

He threw him another car key, "The car has been modified, so you don't have to worry about being stopped on the road. It's enough to store the things you need, although I don't want you to really use them."

The preparation was too thoughtful, Feng Zhannuo couldn't help jokingly questioning, "Are you sure you are the FBI, not the CIA, maybe you are actually a spy, that's why you have these things."

Modified vehicles, various types of weapons and guns, and the skills and reactions he had seen from the beginning, just as he had always felt, were not like ordinary FBI.

"It's only now that you ask me. I don't think it's too late. You've already fallen into my hands." The light gray eyes under the sharp-edged outline of Feston's hands tend to give people a cold impression. But now they are warm, warm and direct.

His muzzle pointed at Feng Zhan Nuobi, "Come back early, don't let me arrest you."

Feng Zhannuo chuckled, "Could it be that you can kill me with one shot?"

His line of sight outlines the outline of Fieston, hiding sharp eyes, sharp eyes, staring straight at him so that no one can ignore it, they looked at each other, Feng Zhannuo took a breath, and pushed the barrel away, " Soon, I'll be back soon after I get my things."

"How fast?" Felston asked in a suspicious tone, as if deliberately troubling him.

Raising his hand and twisting neatly, the gun in Feston's hand fell into Feng Zhannuo's, "It's like this."

He looked perfectly fine and could handle most of the troubles, and Feston was satisfied, "Well, like this, you'd better go and come back quickly, don't be delayed on the road, remember, you said you Just grab something."

"I said I'm just taking things." Feng Zhannuo reassured, facing Feston's menacing eyes, and emphasized again.

His destination was Detroit, a place known for its cars and poor policing.

It is not unreasonable for Feston to worry about any troubles on the road. On the day Feng Zhannuo first arrived, he encountered a small situation, and was robbed on the way from the restaurant to the garage.

It was unnecessary to shoot, but it was very useful to scare people. After hitting the robber's hand, he took a deep breath, and the smell of blood beat his nerves.

It is said that the smell is the most memorable, it seems true, I can't count the number of people who have died in my hands, the only thing Feng Zhannuo keeps in mind is the peace after each killing.

He shot calmly, smiled and recalled what his expression was like, and the robber turned pale with fright, "Please don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Seeing him yelling and running away with his bloody hand on his stick, Feng Zhannuo put away his gun. He is not a murderer, he does not kill worthless and meaningless people.

Pa, a tiny voice came from the corner, which was amplified infinitely in the garage, he squinted his eyes, "No matter who it is, it's best to come out before I find you."

He was dressed casually, like a model on the cover of a magazine, but with a gun in his hand, he almost killed someone just now, there was a pool of blood under his feet, and his smile made people tremble. Who would choose to appear at this time?But maybe the other party is not a normal person, and he slowly walked out from behind a pillar.

"There is no one else here, probably not." He murmured softly, and approached to himself. It was a man in his 30s, who was considered attractive by women, but now his expression was tense and his face was slightly Visibly tired, like a tight elastic band, it will break if you pull it a little bit.

Rick, an acquaintance whom he had not seen for many years, Feng Zhannuo put away his gun, "How did you find me?" Not only because of Feston's reminder, he himself is a cautious person.

Rick didn't speak, he raised his finger in a shush gesture, and looked around, "Let's talk about it in another place."

After not seeing him for many years, Rick seemed to have changed a little bit, Feng Zhannuo asked him calmly, "You waited for me here in advance? I remember we made an appointment at an art museum."

"I don't have time to say more, follow me, it's not safe here." Rick walked towards him quickly, he could see that he was very anxious, someone came out of a car, "Do you trust him?"

Plump was in the car the whole time, with his hat pulled down and an old jacket, he got out of the car, "I've heard of this Rick, but Ian, he's from the Crowdy family and..."

It seems that as long as you say the name Claudine, you should know what the name stands for. Bob looked at Rick very harshly, reminding Feng Zhannuo of Feston, "I didn't expect you to be such an eyeliner." Really competent."

Baobo didn't seem to understand his words, and shook the empty jug, "You have to pay something if you want to get something, that policeman understands this truth very well, I don't know where he got the whiskey I've been looking for for a long time, I want to Thinking about that year, even if I want to twitch my old legs and follow you, I can only follow."

Rick was obviously taken aback when he saw one more person suddenly, "You don't need your help with this matter!"

He left in a hurry, and Bao Bo didn't expect, "Chasing or not?"

It seemed that the matter was not that simple. Feng Zhannuo could have let him go, but he managed to get Feiston to let him go, and he had already arrived in Detroit, so why would he just go back like this.

He got into the car, "Get in the car."