Love Killer

Bob didn't answer, followed by another explosion, which became the best response.

It is not difficult to get a few grenades in Washington. Regardless of whether the power of the bombs has affected the killers hiding in the forest, at least they have disrupted the deployment of the white ghosts.

"Thanks, Bob, no matter how you got here, let me tell you first, I won't pay you." One shot at a time, Feng Zhannuo leaned against the wall, saw the fallen corpse in front of him, and said to the people downstairs. Shout out.

"I said it on the phone, but you didn't hear it yourself." Bob also yelled at him, and after he finished speaking, he changed to another place and continued to throw grenades. You paid, but listen, Ian, today you must kill the White Walker, for yourself."

Feng Zhannuo smiled coldly, "Of course I know."

The white ghost's vengeance is his terrible thing. If he can't kill him today, next time he will bring more people and more venomous methods. This time they have already prepared for it, but if there is a shadow that follows him all the time You, there is no guarantee that one day you will not be plotted against.

Knowing that the person Feng Zhannuo was going to deal with was a white ghost, Bob knew the difficulty of this matter very well from then on.

He said on the phone that he would come to help, and then he asked Hecate's people to find out the news. Stephanie's eyes and ears were scattered in all corners of the world. It was not difficult to find the gun battle in the suburbs of Washington. Before the police arrived, Bob finally caught up with the police. arrive.

The sun was shining on the terrace, and the gunfire of the bullets seemed to compete with the heat of the sun. The air was full of gunpowder. The terrace was lively, but the woods were not deserted. Bob couldn’t deal with too many people alone, but the grenade in his hand played a very big role.

The roses in the garden are still fragrant, red like human blood on the ground.

The two concentrated their firepower. The group of killers recruited by the white ghosts were all well-trained professional killers. Even Feng Zhannuo and Fieston were the only two of them, and Wendy was still protected. It was a bit difficult to greet them. .

"Let me go first, so you can concentrate on dealing with him when I leave." Wendy looked down from the balcony, as if she was about to jump, but was stopped by Feng Zhannuo in time, "You will fall to your death!"

"Be careful!" Felston turned to him suddenly, the bullet brushed past Feng Zhannuo's ear, bringing up a scorching airflow, and hit a killer who was quietly approaching.

Feng Zhannuo didn't move at all, and only glanced at the corpse when the assassin fell to the ground, "Good marksmanship." He smiled, raised his gun at the same time, and killed another one.

"You too." Feston did not hesitate to praise his killing skills, and the two smiled at each other.

But for others, it is really hard to laugh in this place full of corpses and full of gunpowder smoke. It is very difficult for Wendy to face this scene. After all, this is her home, and before that he had nothing but The corpses of their own relatives have not seen other dead people.

"He's coming!" She turned pale, and suddenly pointed to the stairs.

The white ghost has never made a move so far, and he has a lot of experience in killing people. He knows very well that even if everyone in the forest dies, the situation is still more favorable to him, and he is not in a hurry.

As if to enjoy the prey's struggle before death, he slowly walked up to the second floor, "Run away, the faster the better, that's the fun."

This is like hunting. If the prey surrenders too quickly, the game will lose its fun. The White Ghost no longer looks like a retired teacher. He has an extra submachine gun in his hand. While Zhan Nuo and Feston threatened, they also killed his own men.

And he didn't care at all, stepped on the corpse, and laughed out of the sudden gunfire, "Fiston, if you want to leave, it's still too late, I can let you go temporarily, but the person next to you must die."

"Why are you willing to let me go?" When Feston said that he was not worthy to be his teacher, the white ghost was very angry. The person who put him in the eye?

Hearing Feston's question, Feng Zhannuo also wanted to know the answer, but then the white ghost laughed, as if giving them some kind of favor, "Well then, if that's the case, then you will die together." Feston pulled the trigger, there was a burst of gunshots, and he didn't ask any more questions.

The white ghost hid behind the wall, no one had time to ask questions, and no one could be distracted. The two people who had been taught by the white ghost knew very well what kind of marksmanship and skill this "teacher" possessed. Team, and a man who is also a killer, the white ghost may have done other things, and his rich experience also means that he is very difficult to deal with.

Bob took out quite a few of his opponents downstairs with grenades, and yelled upwards, "Get her down! Get that woman down!"

With Bob's support, Wendy should be able to land safely, and Feston signaled her to act as soon as possible, "Let Bob take you out of here!"

Not wanting to be a burden, Wendy did as well, but unfortunately, the old woman who was busy in the kitchen all day could not compare with Bob. She climbed up the balcony railing, and the white ghost appeared in the sun at the same time.

"The warm-up is over, it's time for me to play." Raising the gun, the white ghost didn't care about the muzzles of Feng Zhannuo and Fieston pointing at him, "While you are shooting at me, I can kill this woman, You can all understand."

What he said was the truth, Feng Zhannuo didn't move, neither did Feiston, and they also knew that those corpses on the ground were just stepping stones for the white ghosts, making this killing game more interesting.

"I really sympathize with those killers who are still alive behind you. They are just your tools." His eyes focused on the white ghost's hand, not letting go of a slight change. Contrary to the tense emotions, Feng Zhannuo expressed Still so nonchalant, "And this woman, do you think I care about her life?"

He squinted his eyes, and a ferocious killing intent appeared in his sneer, as if he could pull the trigger on the white ghost at any time.

Feston didn't respond to his words, as if he also supported his decision.

But the white ghost smiled, "This is what I taught you. I thought you did it before and didn't care about anyone, but I'm disappointed that this seems to be an illusion. You are no different from ordinary people. My child, you still care This life, even if she has nothing to do with you." The white ghost looked at Feng Zhannuo with regret and disappointment, his gun was pointed at Wendy, she didn't dare to let go of the railing, but she didn't dare to go down Jump, Bob didn't know where to go.

"Also, you seem to want to instigate the relationship between me and my subordinates. It's a good idea, but unfortunately they won't listen to you." He took out a stack of checks with astronomical figures from his pocket, and the white ghost left them in the air. , "They only listen to this thing, I offer jobs and extremely high remuneration, and they pay for their labor - killing people!"

Those killers didn't do anything, but their eyes became hot. They completely ignored Feng Zhannuo and Feston's shooting, and the only goal was to complete the mission.

At this moment, the white ghost stretched out his hand and grabbed Wendy. Wendy couldn't hold on for a long time, let alone resist the white ghost's restraint, while Feng Zhannuo and Feston were busy dealing with the killer's attack. When they were fighting each other, the white ghost's gun came to Wendy's head.

"If you don't care about her life, then go ahead and prove it to me, let me know how good my student is, don't let me down, come on, shoot me, and prove that you don't care about this old woman." The white ghost grabbed Wendy's throat, and the murderous eyes under the messy white hair were like a black hole of death.

"If you kill me, it will be equivalent to killing her, but it also means that I have taught two good students." The murderer's mind is hard for normal people to understand, and the white ghost wants them to shoot.

"Unfortunately, I don't think you can do it." This is the reason why the white ghost is really confident. He first smashed Wendy's head with the butt of his gun, and was very satisfied when he saw the blood pouring profusely.

His eyes turned cold, a bullet exploded in the head of a killer, and Feng Zhannuo's kick caused the body to fall from a high altitude.

Feston became more silent. The professional assassin who met his gaze suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. He sensed the crisis, but it was too late. The last thing he heard was the sound of his own heart breaking.

"White ghost, you'd better let her go—" The ghost in the sun killed everyone who stood in the way, this time no one called Caesar stopped him, Feston and he looked around each other, and caught up with Bai ghost.

In just one day, Feng Zhannuo already clearly felt Wendy's love for them, even though they were strangers who had no blood relationship with her, none of them wanted to let the old man get hurt.

"It's impossible, she will be tortured and then die." The white ghost laughed, "Don't you understand, this is your weakness."

There were at least dozens of professional killers, and the casualties were serious. The white ghost didn't care about those people at all. He grabbed Wendy and retreated to the stairs, holding her throat with his wrist. Wendy struggled in vain, feeling the warmth Blood trickled down from his forehead.

The white ghost didn't kill her right away, he just wanted to torture her in front of Feng Zhannuo and Feston, he happily took his hostage downstairs, unexpectedly Wendy touched a fork when passing the kitchen , swung at him indiscriminately, and inserted into his arm.

The white ghost still didn't let go, sneered ferociously, and held it tighter, Wendy's eyes darkened, as if seeing her dead son in the white light not far away, he was smiling at her...

When Feng Zhannuo and Feston were chasing down the stairs, Wendy fell on the chair, the blood on her head stained her face red, the white ghost's gun was pointed at her, and the other bloody hand held a knife, " She made me bleed, how can I pay her back, children?"

He looked up at them, and the knife cut into Wendy's ear as he spoke.