Love Killer

He had been prepared for a long time, and at the critical moment, Fieston flew and threw Greg to the ground, "Everyone is on alert!"

Failed?Feng Zhannuo was expressionless in the dark, except for a trace of calmness on the corner of his mouth, bang bang bang bang!There was a burst of gunfire, and all the lights of the chandeliers and wall lamps arranged in and around the center of the hall disappeared.

The darkness fell suddenly, and he was familiar with the darkness for a long time, as if he was a real ghost in the dark night. He walked among the chaotic crowd, and the dancers on the stage covered their ears and screamed and fled.

Chaos, disaster, murderous intent, it's chaotic outside, just as Feng Zhannuo wanted, but he had to get this done before the Las Vegas police searched here, mixed in among the dancers, he used them as a cover, and As in the gambling halls outside, the FBI had to take innocent lives into account.

At this moment, gunshots passed by his left side, and he could even feel the heat on his shoulder. He dodged suddenly and hid behind the stage sound equipment. There was a figure in the darkness. Who was it?

It was not a coincidence, someone was aiming at him, Feng Zhannuo lowered his head and changed the magazine, even in the dark, subtle lights still exist, as long as there are these lights, it is enough for him to find the target.

He saw it, Feston and his men, what was that?The arc of Feng Zhannuo's mouth slowly raised, looking like Feston.

The members of the ST team who had been on standby early in the dark took out their equipment - night vision goggles.That's right, before the action, Feston gave an order to equip all members with night vision goggles and carry them with them.

How did the boss know that the ghost would do this? Derek marveled and searched for the target on the stage through the camera. Greg's bodyguards could only hold guns and stood upright on the field, with sweaty palms.

After the gunshot, there was silence. Geese was old, and his glory remained the same. He was quick to avoid danger, and hid behind the seats in the auditorium. "There is an exit behind the stage, be careful! Don't let the killer get away!"

boom!The bullet hit the seat in front of Keith, it was a warning.

"Continue to be on guard, he's still here." Feston held the gun and looked straight into the darkness, searching for the target. Just now, a figure flashed and he fired. That person should not be so easy to be hit——

"Did that shot hit you just now?" Greg asked him in a low voice.

"Shut up!" The heartbeat lost its balance, and Feston's eyes remained motionless. Greg was scolded. He heard Feston's anger, and quickly shut up obediently. It is not wise to offend the protector at this time.

Hans is leading people to narrow the encirclement from the outside. Jonathan dispatched people to the back of the stage under the order. The front and rear passages will be blocked. Derek is on guard nearby. Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

There was only one person who didn't seem to be worried about being a target at all. The man stood in the middle, calmly observing the surroundings through the night vision goggles, and gave orders. From this angle, the upright figure had an extremely perfect figure.

Perfect target.

Feston Al Qaeda, do you think I really dare not kill you?Feng Zhannuo's gaze wandered over that figure, and he slowly raised the muzzle of the gun...

The darkness, the darkness that made people unable to breathe, the footsteps of the members of the ST team sounded faintly in the darkness, they were slowly approaching the target, and they were about to search Feng Zhannuo's hiding place.

There was a line of sight behind him that couldn't be ignored, and Fieston suddenly turned around, "He's there."

After being discovered, Feng Zhannuo was not in a hurry, put down his gun, and when Jonathan and Derek approached, he took out a small thing from his pocket, "Gifts from everyone—"

A burst of light, a flash bomb!When the night vision goggles that enhance the visible light meet the flash bomb, you can imagine the consequences.

It was too late for Jonathan and Derek to take off the night vision goggles, and the green scene in their sight was suddenly replaced by white light. Oops, amidst the muffled yells, the affected team members rolled on the spot, but the strange thing was that they didn’t encounter any bullets .

A killer who kills without blinking an eye will let them go?No time to think about it, Jonathan rubbed his eyes and jumped up, only to see that Feston had already taken off the night vision goggles and stood there with a straight face. The scene is brightly lit.

"Boss?" Jonathan realized something was wrong, and immediately went around excitedly, "Where's Greg?!"

Yeah, where's Greg? !Derek swept the ground, the place was clean, there was no one or blood, "Greg is gone! Boss! Greg was taken away by the ghost?!"

"You don't need to tell me, I saw it." With a tone that couldn't be deeper, Feston's face was very ugly, and Hans had already reached the entrance of the singing and dancing hall, "Boss! There is nothing unusual outside."

Then there was only one direction left, and Feston turned his gaze to the back of the stage, "Chasing!"

"Our people are right behind!" Jonathan was worried that his people would hit the ghost, "I hope they are lucky, but Greg is in the hands of the ghost..."

"Why did the ghost take Greg? He is a killer, not a kidnapper." Thinking of this, Jonathan frowned, "I am very familiar with the gangster's way of doing things, and the killer is the same. If he wants Greg's life, why not kill him on the spot ?”

"Kill him, and the ghost can't escape by himself. Don't forget that the boss is here. We are all surrounded here, and there are police outside. Even if he kills Greg, he can't escape. Of course, he is caught as a hostage." , It will be more beneficial to solve it at the end." After a circle in his mind, Derek greeted Hans behind him.

Feston remained silent at the front, he had to keep Greg, and if Feng Zhannuo killed Greg, then they would have no room for negotiation, he had to arrest him on the spot, or... shoot him dead.

Greg was killed, that would have been the worst possible outcome.

Speeding up the pace, a group of people chased forward, the backstage of the stage was dimly lit, passing through the passage, there were two people in front, "Is that you, Jonathan? Boss?"

Recognizing that it was one of his own, Jonathan quickly led his men to catch up, "I told you to look at the back door, where is the man?"

Those two people were in the same group as Jonathan. Hearing this, he turned around and waved at them, "They are here, but—"

But they couldn't do anything. The two men had serious faces, and their guns were aimed at the target. Greg was caught a dozen feet away, and beside him was a man with a modified Colt 1911 in his hand, a metallic color The gun barrel, handsome and graceful posture, as if this time is not a critical moment of life and death, but just a catwalk.

"Hi." Still with the same brisk voice, but with cold eyes, he grabbed Greg.

"The road ahead is gone. The police have arrived, and more police will surround this place. Where else do you want to escape to?" Feston frowned, not in a happy mood, even though Greg was still alive and well. The person he wants to catch is right in front of him.

This situation is already the best ending that Feston expected, but let anyone see that his current expression is not happy.

"It seems to be like this." The killer who was surrounded by many people seemed very calm. Feng Zhannuo knew that he was afraid of attacking the mouse. Now they dare not do anything to him, so he dragged Greg as a shield.

The weather is still good today, the sun is hot in the sky, looking up at the sky, he put on his sunglasses with one free hand, "But my client said that this gentleman should end his life in the most sensational way. With all of you FBI, it's going to be bustling outside, and if I ask you, the fun is just beginning—"

The roar of the propeller was deafening, it appeared from above, and gradually approached, a ladder was hanging from the plane, and Noo Fengzhan pulled Greg to climb up the rope ladder. .

Besides, Greg is in his hands, such a big man, in the hands of the ghost, no one dares to act rashly, unless someone's marksmanship is as good as the ghost.

Like Feston Al Qaeda.

"Boss!" Jonathan yelled, and saw Feston flying up and grabbing the end of the rope ladder. Because Greg was in the middle, the gun went up and hit the rope buckle. One end came loose, and the weight of three people , the helicopter gradually pulled up, and the crooked rope ladder was swaying in the wind.

"Do you want to die?" Feng Zhannuo's face immediately changed, he didn't expect that Feston would dare to take such a risk.

"Shut up!" Felston yelled, "Let the plane land!"

"Who dares to land?" On the helicopter, Mrs. Marbury showed her face, revealing her murderous intent behind the sunglasses, and a woman with a PPK pistol pointed down at Greg in the middle.

"Mrs. Marbury—" Feng Zhannuo had something to say, but Marbury didn't wait for him to finish, bang!The rope ladder was shaking, coupled with the influence of the wind speed, the bullet failed to hit Greg, and passed by Feston's left shoulder, Feng Zhan Nuo was startled.

"It's a good thing you're wearing a bulletproof vest." Greg was still in shock. If Feston had an accident because of him here, he wouldn't be able to explain it when he went back.