Love Killer

Two vs. twenty, I don't know how to calculate this number. During the confrontation between the two sides, the members of the Leeds gang did not shoot immediately. A man with long hair walked out of the crowd. He was nearly forty years old and looked Feng Zhannuo up and down. , "It was you who killed Hampton."

"Uriel, long time no see." He raised his fingers to say hello, just as Feng Zhannuo moved his hand, heavy machine guns around him stepped forward one after another. Judging from the way they held the guns and their expressions, they were all vicious thugs who wanted to kill a lot of people Nothing at all.

"I've never seen you!" Uriel faced the killer with a cautious look, "Your name is Ian, and you killed Hampton, as long as these two points are correct, you will taste the bullet soon! "

He said viciously, the lingering sound was full of the breath of death, that old man Keith was right, Hampton's subordinates were very loyal to him, Felston stood behind Feng Zhannuo, the two were back to back, " I hope you didn't come here to seek death."

Sounds like this FBI isn't too happy.

"Don't worry." Feng Zhannuo answered in a low voice, staring at Uriel whose eyes were full of hatred, then raised his hand and said loudly: "Yes, you haven't seen me, but I know you, Uriel , as long as Hampton appears, you are there, you are his confidant, bodyguard, and even father, am I right?"

His words simply added fuel to the fire, Uriel was furious, his eyes almost burst into flames, "That's right! I have taken care of my brother Liz since his death, Hampton is a good boy, but you killed him Him! You killed him—I will make you pay—you two, don't try to leave alive today."

Dark and slow, after Uriel finished speaking, the sun was sinking, and a gust of cold wind blew up. Feng Zhannuo plucked his hair, smiled mercilessly, nodded coldly, "Drug trafficking, arms smuggling, human trafficking, as long as you make money Hampton likes everything very much, he really is a good boy, isn't he?"

"Why did you kill him?! Who asked you to do it! Say it!!" Uriel's muzzle moved, and the bullet hit Feng Zhannuo's side, only an inch away. The mouth knows the answer.

Mrs. Marbury, who bought the murderer, of course has done enough superficial work to make people not suspect her, at least Uriel has no doubts, but as long as Uriel knows that the employer is Marbury, his first decision must be It is to shoot immediately, because the person in front of him is worthless, and Marbury is dead.

"Who paid for the murder, haven't you checked?" Smiling, of course Feng Zhannuo would not answer obediently.

"Give them some color first!" Uriel lost his patience as he stepped back.

More than a dozen heavy machine guns are enough to shoot two people to pieces. Feston believes that the people behind him will not do anything stupid, but the crisis is just around the corner, "Wait a minute."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the gun was aimed at him immediately, Felston's body was covered with dust, but even if he stood there still, he still looked like a tricky person, Uriel's tanned face showed ferocity, " Who are you and what do you want to say?" He didn't know who the person in front of him was.

So Feston was going to tell him, "FBI." Taking out his ID from his dusty jacket, his words were beyond doubt, "At most half an hour, the search team will be here, you sure want you to kill a fed agent ?”

In the information age, all news spreads quickly. Everyone in the Leeds Gang knows that something happened in the city center. The big shots of the Al-Qaeda Group escaped under the protection of the FBI, and the killer is on the run.

If more FBIs come here...

"Uriel—" Someone around winked at Wulier, even if he wanted to kill the person in front of him, Wulier had to consider the safety of his group, "Bring them in first!"

Under Wu Lier's decision, both Feng Zhannuo and Feston were disarmed, and they walked towards a sand pile under the escort of machine guns. Behind the sand pile was a passage leading to the ground. This is how the Leeds gang could suddenly Appears, and for no apparent reason.

Dungeon!Feston clasped his hands behind his back, staring at the underground passage in front of him, what Feng Zhannuo said came to mind, what he said to the doctor in the clinic...

In Las Vegas, but has not seen the light.

This is the dungeon.He turned back, Feng Zhannuo winked lazily at him, and smiled nonchalantly, as if to say that everything was within his expectations.

This cunning fellow.Feston should have punched the killer behind him, but the appreciation in his heart appeared first. This ghost is like a slippery eel. You think you have caught him, but then he will surprise you, you It is impossible to predict what his next step will be, maybe in the end all this is his arrangement.

Feng Zhannuo sent himself to this situation, of course he had his own ideas. The two of them walked into the tunnel under escort, and when they reached the end, their vision suddenly widened. City, and one step closer than he guessed, this is an underground gambling city.

Brightly lit, the city that never sleeps, a woman's laughter came from behind a door, there was also the sound of dice spinning on the roulette wheel, wine glasses collided, faintly, and the crowd was noisy, as if suddenly it was daytime and returned to the city. Casino in the center.

"There is no need to pay taxes in this gambling city, and all transactions won or lost are secret accounts."

"Marbury's territory?"

"On the surface, she is cooperating with the Leeds Gang, but you know what's going to happen next." Taking advantage of the noise of the surrounding environment, Feng Zhannuo whispered to Felston, and was immediately shot in the back with a gun.

"Don't talk!" The members of the Leeds gang also lowered their voices, perhaps because they didn't want to disturb the guests inside.

Uriel asked them to take them to a room, which was different from the magnificence he passed by just now. The room was small, dry and cold, and it was a small prison cell. A wire extended up against the wall, and a small lamp hung above it The light, the light is not dim, and it clearly illuminates the traces on the floor of the room.

Judging from the dry dark red spots, there is no doubt that they are bloodstains. If they want to use this to bluff people, then they are wrong. Feng Zhannuo followed Feston in, neither of them put this in the eyes.

One is the FBI, and the other is the killer. The Leeds gang has already defined their relationship, "We don't want to make trouble with the FBI. You are from the FBI. You should know what to do now! Say everything you know Come out and we'll let you go."

Standing in front of them, Uriel put forward the conditions, with a cold light in his eyes. In fact, he had already made up his mind. After waiting for another half an hour, after asking for a result, and after the search and rescue team returned without success, both of them must be taken away. solve.

"You can ask him first." Feston pointed to the person next to him, speculating in his heart that if the other party let them see this, it would be impossible to keep alive.

"Good job, you threw the question to me? You want me to die first." Feng Zhannuo looked at Uriel's unfriendly expression, and sneered back at Feston.

"Someone has to pay for this situation." This sentence is also true, and Feston wants to know what his plan is. "You should do something before I get dragged down by you."

Two people talk to each other, this conversation is not like a policeman and a prisoner, the menacing men and guns at the door are simply decorations.

"Shut up!" A white spot was smashed on the wall, and a piece of wall dust fell, Uriel stood outside the door holding an iron chain, the blood-stained chain was already rusted, "Whoever it is, I want you to give me a name! Who bought the murder of Hampton!"

"Mrs. Marbury." Feng Zhannuo answered suddenly. Wu Lier didn't expect the answer to come so easily. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly suddenly suddenly jumped in the air, and a figure bumped towards him.

His chest was severely injured, Uriel fell back holding the door frame, and the people behind him also took a few steps back. After standing still, he quickly raised his gun and fired. Feston raised his leg and kicked. There was a burst of gunshots, and the bullet hit the door. At the same time, Uriel's screams sounded.

The whole process took only a few seconds, and when Feng Zhannuo kicked him back, Uriel's fingers just rested on the door, and he was squeezed by the sudden closing of the iron door, dripping with blood.

The severe pain made people lose the ability to think, not to mention that this series of changes was too fast, so fast that people had no time to react. By the time Uriel screamed, the door had already closed.

Feng Zhannuo quickly put on the chain lock, seeing the blood on the ground, "His hand is useless."

"I know." Unmoved, Feston jumped onto a chair, "We don't have much time, the knife is in the belt buckle."

They cooperated very tacitly just now, without wasting half a second, but the situation is still not optimistic, there are still people outside, plus guns.

Breaking through the iron gate was only a matter of time, Feston didn't need to explain further, Feng Zhannuo walked in front of him, his hands were tied behind him by the plastic rope buckle behind him, he couldn't use his hands, of course he could only use his mouth, this height was just right.

Before opening his mouth, he glanced up, and Feston was also looking at him. The two of them were standing on a chair, and the other was facing each other's crotch. The angle was indescribably subtle.