Love Killer

"But he died." Wendy continued, "Faston was also seriously injured at that time, I left him here to recuperate, after that he will visit me every few years, he is like me children."

When talking about her dead son, Wendy's smile did not dim, but was still so warm. Speaking of Feston was like talking about her own child.

Feng Zhannuo thought of the accident Greg mentioned. Many people thought that Fieston was dead. "That happened a few years ago?"

"Many years." Wendy picked up the photo frame, as if she knew what he was going to ask next, "Only a few people know the inside story of this matter, and the truth will be buried forever."

"The truth?" Feng Zhannuo didn't know what was the story behind this incident. In front of him, Wendy's face was cast with a shadow for an instant, "That was also the cause of my son's death. Performing a mission, the target is said to be a group of terrorists who are taking hostages... Does this sound a little scary?"

Wendy didn't know the identity of the young man listening to the story beside her, so she stopped and asked with concern.

Feng Zhannuo just smiled, "What happened next?"

"Later, Feston made the deployment, but unfortunately, their superiors didn't adopt it. Instead, they issued a wrong action order, which was also a wrong decision. Those hostages and my son died just like that." Wen Wen Dee kept smiling, as if it would calm her down.

"A lot of people were injured, Feston was one of them, lost contact with the troops, everyone thought he was dead after this incident, but he is still alive, but I don't live in Washington, and I heard my son. The news of the death, I went to claim the body alone, and saw a silent man in the hospital, a young man..."

Wendy recalled the scene at that time, "He sat alone in the aisle, didn't say anything, the silence was terrible, there was a row of corpses in the morgue opposite him, he just looked at them, in his eyes I saw Not too much sadness, he just looked at them like they didn't exist, I was so angry at that moment, I yelled at him, I cried and accused him."

"Tears were useless at that time. I don't think he wasn't sad, but he chose to remember this as a lesson." A painful lesson.

This may be the origin of the ST group, Feng Zhannuo thought so, Wendy nodded with a smile, "You really know him well, yes, that's right, he said the same thing at the time, tears and anger have no effect, either Give up or live, would Danny want me to give up my life, of course not."

"So I want to live with a smile, and live better, for my son Danny." Wendy said with a smile, but her gradually hoarse voice began to tremble, and Feng Zhannuo opened his arms to embrace her, Gently patted the old man on the back.There is no absolute justice, and there is no absolute right or wrong. When the final result is only life and death, all the rules that should be followed become meaningless. I understand this truth, so although Feston is a policeman, he never Do not consider yourself righteous.

He's just doing what he thinks is right, whether it's catching criminals, or quitting his job and leading a hitman to play hide and seek with the cops.

Sensing the gaze on his body, Feng Zhannuo raised his head, and Feston stood at the door with a cloud of damp mist, as if he had been standing there for a while, his hair was still dripping, his gray nightgown, cold gray eyes, Everything is in cool urban tones, but conveys a reassuring atmosphere.

"Look at me, I'm getting old and talkative." Seeing Feston, Wendy stood up and said good night to them, "No matter what happens to you, be well, I hope you are happy, Feston. And you, Ian, although it’s only the first time we met, I must say that Feston’s vision is not bad.”

"It's not bad, it's very good." Hugging her good night, Feston corrected with a smile.

Wendy nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, you are right, it is very, very good."

Watching Wendy leave, Feng Zhannuo was still thinking about the story she told, Fieston embraced him from behind, with a refreshing smell after bathing, Feng Zhannuo suddenly asked, "Know why I Do you like to laugh?"

Feston paused for a moment when he kissed the back of his neck. He wanted to tell him the answer, but he heard a magnetic and pleasant voice, "The living have the right to smile and celebrate their own survival. Survive in a world where the jungle preys on the jungle, and you have the right to laugh."

"As if nothing had happened, pretend nothing happened, pretend that you are cold, pretend that you don't need feelings, pretend that you don't feel anything, because only in this way can you live, this is your professionalism, either smile and work hard, or Just exit."

"And you are not the latter kind of person, you will not run away, so you choose another way." A light kiss fell on the neck, following the voice, when Feston finished speaking, there was something in Feng Zhannuo's eyes It is flickering, becoming bright.

"You know me so well, it's scary, you know, I feel like you're another me, Feston, but I know you too, isn't that why you started the ST group? They started It exists to fight against the laws and rules, those members who have violated the internal rules, in order to make up for your past mistakes, you choose to walk with a smile just like me."

What he said was scary, but Feng Zhannuo's actions expressed a completely different meaning. He kissed Felston's neck, his lips, his chest...

After losing so many subordinates and almost losing his life, he started over again, Feston summoned the members of the ST team, but this time it was his accident, the appearance of his ghost made the direction change again.

"Listen to me, Feston Al Qaeda, I won't make you regret it, but once you leave, you don't want to go back." Shen Sheng announced, he pushed Feston onto the bed violently, Bright eyes like a ball of fire.

He took off his vest, untied the belt of the bathrobe on Fieston, and the man he suddenly jumped on greeted him with open arms, and pressed him into the mattress after a reverse, "How could I regret it, fool. "

After the gentle words, he used the opposite force to open the belt buckle on Feng Zhannuo's waist, and the slender and powerful hands and feet were quickly displayed in front of Felston, dotted with scars, but only made this body more attractive.

Feston's action intention was obvious, Feng Zhannuo entangled with his limbs and rubbed against his body, "I'm sweating, let me take a shower..."

"I don't mind, as long as it's your smell, I'll accept it." The shrewd FBI agent quickly dispelled someone's secret plan, "And anyway, I'm going to sweat later."

Blocking his mouth, Feston bit his neck, and pressed his fiery palms against his lower abdomen. Feng Zhannuo didn't mind Feston's entry, but now he desperately wanted Feston to overthrow the people on him. , he expresses his desire with action.

"You guy." Fieston narrowed his eyes slightly and grabbed his ankle. The night had just begun, and they had plenty of time...

The shortness of breath and joyful groaning between lovers is the only rhythm in the quiet night. It may not be so important who compromises with whom. At the moment when the skin touches and the breath blends, the boiling desire and the beating heartbeat in the chest are in harmony with the body's rhythm. the beat.

The aroma of roses from the garden outside the door seemed to float into the room, and it fused with the smell of male hormones to become the best aphrodisiac. The bodies wet with sweat collided, and the male growl was finally swallowed into a kiss.

When morning came, before the two people on the bed got up, the smell of fried eggs was already wafting from the kitchen.

The golden-yellow fried eggs definitely whet one's appetite. Wendy divided them into plates with satisfaction. She was about to wake the two young people up when the doorbell rang.

"Who is it?" Untiing the apron, Wendy opened the door, and the person in front of the door widened his eyes in surprise, "Mr. Walter? Long time no see, why..."

"How are you, Wendy?" The middle-aged man named Walter nodded politely. He was wearing a wide-brimmed bowler hat and holding a cane. He kissed Wendy's cheek like an old-fashioned gentleman would do. the back of the hand.

People who haven't seen each other for many years appear one by one. Wendy has lived alone for a long time, and she can only feel happy about this sudden "interruption". In the hospital where her son Danny died, besides Feston, she also saw Another man named Walter, who came to visit as Fieston's relationship person, is not a stranger.

"At that time, you were Feston's tutor, and you had a great influence on him. As expected, it hasn't changed now. How are you, Wendy, even your tone of voice is very similar, Feston's greeting I said the same thing." Retracting her hand, Wendy let the door open and invited him in.

"So Feston is really here with you." Walter didn't take off his hat or cane, looked around, and laughed loudly, "Where is that kid, is he still sleeping, let him come out and meet me, We haven't seen each other for too long."

"This..." Wendy wasn't sure if she should say that Feston was with her. Maybe it was her intuition. Recently, police cars came and went frequently, but Feston, who is a police officer, did not join them. She knew something must have happened. What's up.

"It doesn't matter. I will help him no matter what. He and I had some misunderstandings before. We haven't been in touch these years. It's not easy to find him now." Walter sighed.

"What do you want me to do?" Feston's voice appeared in the living room. He had already washed and dressed. Seeing Walter didn't seem to be too surprised. Wendy saw him come out, so she didn't say anything. , "Talk first, I'll prepare breakfast."

"Don't worry, Wendy, and Feston, who is the person behind you?" Walter seemed not in a hurry to reminisce, and was very interested in another person who appeared in the living room, in the aisle behind Feston, A figure came out leisurely.

"Who's here?" Feng Zhannuo just put on his clothes and put down the hem of his T-shirt. He went to the living room, and several people looked at him together, only to see his pupils constricted suddenly, and Kanlan's eyes seemed to burst into flames .

"Get out of the way! Feston!" Kacha, the bullet went up, Feng Zhannuo's face changed suddenly, and he aimed at the middle-aged man next to Wendy, "He is a white ghost!"