Love Killer

There were not many people on this road. Greg probably saw Feston's car. He still has a home in Washington. Of course Greg knew his car. Greg came rushing towards them, with the bodyguards behind him several times behind him. Followed within a few steps, everything looked normal.

His bodyguard had an unsmiling face, a burly figure, and sunglasses covered his eyes, and he didn't notice the killing intent. He just followed Greg's footsteps, gradually approached Feston's car, and put his hand into his coat.

"Action!" Everything happened very quickly. Jonathan received the news, and the arrest operation began immediately. The bodyguard pulled out a gun from his jacket. Greg just walked to the car door, and the door suddenly opened. Feng Zhannuo reached out and grabbed it. He pulls into the car.

"You still came to say hello to me?! This is courting death!" Greg was stuffed into the back seat of the car inexplicably, and when he heard the gunshots outside, Feston's voice seemed to be filled with gunpowder.

"It's rare to see you in Washington. I know you're protecting my life, but I'm your cousin. I just want to thank you and say hello." The bodyguard behind him drew his gun and swept across, his scalp tingling for a while.

"If you let people know that the FBI is watching you, of course the other party has to take a risk, otherwise there will be no chance. It is not wrong to say that you are looking for death. If it were me, you would have died more than a dozen times." Understand that As for the killer's psychology, Feng Zhannuo came to a conclusion flatly, and Greg broke out in a cold sweat silently when he heard it.

"Fortunately it wasn't you. How could you do anything to me? I'm Feston's cousin." With a smile on his face, Greg knew that he was in a bad situation, and became serious after laughing.

"This bodyguard just arrived today. The security company repeatedly recommended him to me. I didn't expect him to be a killer." This is not the first time he has been assassinated. movement.

After hearing what he said, Feston opened the car door and got out of the car, "I'll leave it to you." He glanced at Feng Zhannuo.

Seeing his hint, a certain killer who should have killed someone with a gun nodded briskly, and moved to the driver's seat, "You can rest assured, I guarantee that he will not die, and neither will anyone else who I don't want him to die." want his life."

The gun twirled nimbly on his fingers. In a unique environment, certain people always exude a unique temperament, especially a killer in danger of chaos. Laughed, and Felston laughed too, only Greg couldn't laugh at all.

But this made him quickly adjust his mentality, "I have worked with you before, and it seems that I will cooperate again this time, Ian, I will send you a chestnut after I go back, but if you prefer cash, I can exchange it." I'll give it to you later."

Greg is a person who will never forget to add chips for himself at any time, Feng Zhannuo watched Feston get off the car, and compared a number to Greg, "This is my price, you know, it's life-saving for me Much harder than killing."

This is not a small word. Greg took a look and knew that his price was higher than others. Although it was a sky-high price for others, for Al Qaeda Group, the life of the person in charge was worth the price.

"Okay, deal!" Greg was very forthright, maybe he would feel sorry for his money, but Feng Zhannuo was very satisfied with his straightforwardness in this matter, and said inadvertently, "You are Feston's cousin. , In fact, you can use this reason to ask me to serve for free."

"No, as a businessman, I still value the contract, and I know that you are the killer who values ​​your reputation the most. I buy your service, so I can rest assured." This can be regarded as Greg's cleverness. He clearly knows that there is no What could make this killer work for himself better than a contract.

"You can take risks for Feston, but I'm not Feston, so, is there anything more enjoyable for us than this kind of transaction? I don't think there should be any." Opening a chestnut, Greg Put it in Feng Zhannuo's hands, "This is a deposit, just to show that the entrustment is established, as a mortgage, and the rest will be paid in cash for you."

"If you're so polite, then I'll accept it. You can rest assured about my reputation." Feng Zhannuo calmly put away the check, and Feng Zhannuo didn't show any embarrassment. Feston's cousin.

After all, Greg was a smart guy, and he was right, because he wasn't Fiston.

For a killer who has killed countless people, has no patience to maintain a long-term relationship with any man or woman, and has no "heart" to maintain a relationship with others, it is already a miracle for Greg to let the Ghost Killer fall in love with someone, and he agreed to protect him only because Feston's request.

Mutual interests are the most stable cooperative relationship. Now Greg can sit in the passenger seat with peace of mind and secretly look at the man next to him. Feston was worried that he would provoke the ghost killer and cause trouble. Maybe this worry That's right, because now he is paying attention to how to make people like ghosts serve him.

The car's engine was still running, Feng Zhannuo was ready to support at any time, and the street outside was already in chaos.

The bodyguard knew that he had been seen through, so he stopped pretending, and shot while stepping back. He seemed to be an experienced killer, avoiding the firepower of Jonathan and others. FBI in body armor.

Ordinary citizens naturally know to dodge seeing this situation. The chase scene on the streets of Washington quickly unfolded. After getting out of the car, Felston did not rush to shoot, but arranged a containment route.

"Hans, lead a team to act randomly in the vicinity, and cooperate with the Washington police to set up roadblocks at various intersections."

"Roger that!"

"Jonathan leads people to directly round up and try his best to save the killer's life. I still have something to ask."

"Understood, boss, but it looks difficult. What if the other party catches you?"

"No shooting allowed." Felston's voice came from the intercom, and he replied calmly.

Jonathan, who got out of the car and chased the killer, opened the safety catch on the gun, "Got it." The others behind him couldn't help but think that when they first captured the ghost, their leader had never given such a direct order.

direct fire?Killed the ghost?At that time, they thought that if they couldn't do it, the result would be worse than not doing anything, but now, that ghostly man is in their boss' car...

"Pay attention to crowded places, he will definitely go to crowded places, downtown, dance halls, exhibition halls, he will break out in these directions, block the intersection, and don't let him run away." Suddenly there was a voice It came from the earphones, and everyone heard it.

This sentence was not spoken by their boss Feston, but a familiar yet unfamiliar voice, clean and pleasant, as if reciting a poem, giving orders smoothly, as if they were his subordinates.

"Ghost!" Clyde, who was on the same team as Jonathan, couldn't help but yelled, and the others looked surprised.

Clyde explained with a suffocated voice, "I've never met a killer who gave us orders during a mission before, I don't believe you don't surprise me..."

"Have you heard his suggestion? Ask the local police to deploy more manpower immediately." Feston got into Chase's car, he was very experienced in arresting people, and he knew very well that what Feng Zhannuo said was the main point.

"Yes, boss!" The team members responded one after another, and they actually agreed, but as Clyde said, there was always some surprise.

With a top killer as backup and technical guidance, Jonathan suddenly thought, I don't know if the bureau can hire a special consultant for them, so that as long as Ian is around for a day, their boss will definitely not leave the FBI.

Just when Jonathan had a whimsical idea, the killer who turned into a bodyguard really rushed to the crowded place. Feston didn't have to worry about Greg's safety, and quickly gave instructions. Feng Zhannuo followed, and Greg was chased He was in a very good mood after killing others, and tried to chat with a certain killer.

"It can be seen that Feston attaches great importance to you, and the family has recognized your existence. I was thinking, in this case, why don't we help each other?" Greg tried without a trace, because he was not sure about Feng Zhannuo's thoughts, I dare not speak directly.

With a gun in one hand, Feng Zhannuo drove behind Chasi's car calmly, "I know what you're fighting for..."

With a flash in Greg's eyes, he turned his face and smiled, reminiscent of some kind of animal, but he was nervous for a while and couldn't remember. He only heard him say, "As long as you convince Feston, I can consider it." .”

Greg laughed, "Don't say that, Ian, we are old friends, and it's not the first time we've asked you to cooperate."

"Entrusting and cooperating are two different things. As long as Feston agrees, I don't reject it, but if I let him know that the Al-Qaeda Group has asked me to deal with the trouble, I don't know who he will be more angry with." Wei Wei Squinting his eyes, Feng Zhannuo looked at the vehicle in front of him, Greg stopped talking after hearing his words, and flashed a strange expression.

"Boss! He's entered the museum!" Jonathan's words came from the intercom. He led a team to chase down the killer, but he was desperate. The killer really rushed into a crowded place, because roadblocks were set up in other directions.

"Action!" Chase stopped the car nearby, Felston entered the museum, and several teams of people suddenly appeared from several directions.

You must know that although there is only one killer, the key to detecting the killer organization may be found in this person. The target of the assassination is Greg. Al Qaeda Group plays a very important role in Washington's economy, so Greg cannot die. Fang is very cooperative in catching the killer.

"It's true that the boss ordered the roadblocks to be set up closer! The assassin was frightened by this big hand, and he was desperate!"

Jonathan's physical fitness is excellent, and he chased all the way without giving the killer a chance to breathe.There are only FBI mobile vehicles nearby. He has no means of transportation, and he has no time to snatch other people's cars. Under the arrangement of Feston, the police dispatched a large number of people. It can be said that it has never been so After a big battle, the killer really panicked.

"He walked into the boss's trap!" Chase followed Feston out of the car and entered the museum. The place was already surrounded. The randomness that Feston said was to deploy manpower according to the killer's actions, and remove the big net around the target at any time.

The killer fled into the museum, stabbed to disperse the crowd and arrest him. Feng Zhannuo led Greg up, "How long will it take?"

"Soon." Feston didn't look happy, but had a gloomy expression.

If the killer sent by the white ghost was caught just like this, it would be too smooth...

"It's not quite right." Feng Zhannuo was thoughtful, and when Fieston thought of something, his face suddenly changed, "You take Greg first!"

It's a pity that this sentence was said late. Among the crowd being evacuated by the police, some people suddenly drew their guns.