Love Killer

Gunfire!Knowing that something was wrong, Feng Zhannuo and Fieston rushed up, and the bright light came in. The people outside turned on the flashlight, and Uriel was lying on the ground clutching his chest. Judging from the fatal wound on his chest, he had already died. died.

Feston stared at the corpse under his feet, his eyes remained motionless, as if he wanted to see from the corpse whose muzzle the bullet was fired from, Feng Zhannuo understood his current mood, "I didn't shoot it. Gun." He explained, if it made someone feel better.

Seeing that he could get the message from Uriel, but he died at this time, Feston was of course very annoyed, but his mind was still very clear, "You should be thankful that you didn't shoot, otherwise you wouldn't pay back now. stand right here."

Feng Zhannuo was beside him, and his every move was under his attention. Whether he made a move, Feston knew very well.

Sensing the sight of the other party, Feng Zhannuo saw Feston's gaze on him in the light that had not yet been fully lit up, and those hidden gray eyes might be thinking about how to deal with him, and the people from the Liz Gang solved it. When it's over, their worst enemy is each other.

"Don't move!" The people outside the door yelled, Jonathan rushed in first, and members of the ST group surrounded the members of the Leeds Gang. Seeing that Uriel, the soul of the gang, was dead, the members of the Leeds Gang Slowly lower the gun and raise your hand.

The situation was under control. The dignitaries who were hiding under the tables and chairs straightened up their appearance and stood up again, as if nothing had happened. They blamed the police for only showing up now, and the words that they were almost injured were repeated constantly. Some high-level officials The name was mentioned many times, and the Las Vegas police knew how many important people had almost had an accident here, and they broke out in a cold sweat.

"Don't move!" After discovering who the person next to Fieston was, Derek's first reaction was to raise his gun.

"Ghost?!" The faces of Jonathan and Hans changed drastically. The members of the team felt as if they were facing an enemy, and all their guns were pointed at Feng Zhannuo. Compared with the ghosts, the members of the Leeds Gang were nothing. This is the height they should be Object of alert.

The ST team surrounded the two people in the middle, and all the remaining members of the Leeds gang were handed over to the police. The people in the Las Vegas police department did not understand at all what the identity of the person who was pointed at made the FBI so nervous.

"Are you okay, boss?" Derek asked cautiously. He was tense, and so were the others. Instead, the person who was pointed at by the gun had a natural expression, and Feng Zhannuo looked like an ordinary guest.

Before Feston could answer, he spoke first, "Don't worry, I didn't do anything to your boss." He smiled politely.

What is this nonsense!Jonathan looked at Feston, who was unresponsive, and Feston waved his hand reassuringly, "I'm fine."

His tone was the same as usual, steady and composed, and he walked away from Feng Zhannuo. He wanted to know how this person would solve the situation in front of him. Feng Zhannuo watched him turn around and walk to the team members without making a move. , of course he would not shoot in this situation, he always likes the simple way, this is too troublesome.

In the gradually quiet hall, only a few dim wall lamps were turned on again, and the silent atmosphere became a bit mysterious. There were still many corpses on the ground that had not been carried away. The Las Vegas police were dealing with various problems of those rich people.

Feston stood beside him silently, and no one else dared to move rashly. Jonathan looked at the corpse on the ground again, "Boss, this man is dead." He stared at the surrounded man.

The people in the lobby slowly withdrew, and now only all the members of the ST team and Feng Zhannuo in the middle were left. Everyone reacted when they saw Uriel's body, and their eyes shifted from the body to the gun in his hand.

No matter who looked at it, they would think so, Feng Zhannuo didn't mind, he raised his hand, "I'm just a guest here, innocent people were implicated, I didn't kill the people on the ground."

What? ! "Who will believe this!" Derek waited for Feston to order to shoot, and Jonathan and Hans did the same. Unexpectedly, the man then threw the gun on the ground, "Why don't you believe it? What evidence do you have to prove that it is me?" killed?"

He actually dropped the gun!The handsome and smooth movements did not hesitate at all, and everyone was stunned. The FBI will shoot people who hold weapons and may pose a threat to their lives. , they have no right to shoot.

They gritted their teeth, resentful, the ghost is too cunning...

The ST team still did not dare to take Phantom as the number one dangerous person. Fieston broke the deadlock at this time, "Uriel was not killed by him. The murderer should be in the Leeds gang, or among the guests, as soon as possible." Go investigate the identity of the guests, take all the guns on the ground back for inspection, and verify the source of the bullets."

As expected of the boss, he still has the heart to tell them these things at this time, but the ghost is right in front of him! "Boss—" Although Feng Zhannuo threw the gun away, Jonathan looked at him and never dared to move away, "Are you sure he only has one gun?"

Feston glanced at Feng Zhannuo, "I'm sure."

He is already very familiar with Feng Zhannuo's body, after all, he has had close contact with him more than once, Feng Zhannuo and his eyes met, showing a weird smile.

But the team members didn't know about it. Seeing how nervous they were, Feng Zhannuo laughed, "I'm a businessman, and I'm here just for fun, so there's no need to make such a fuss."

"Businessman?" Of course it would be easy to arrest him, but Feston wanted to see how he would deal with the situation, so he replied with a rhetorical question. Misunderstood, you go up and search by yourself, I have the certificate."

"See how you escape this time..." Derek carefully held the gun and approached slowly, but was suddenly stopped by a hand, "I'm coming." Feston stopped him.

Derek hesitated, "Boss, be careful."

Going up in person, Feston walked in front of Feng Zhannuo, the two looked at each other, and the air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Want to catch me? I'll give you a chance.

Don't play tricks, you will fall into my hands sooner or later.

The silent entangled eyes can read the warning and meaning of each other's eyes. The two people collided with provocative eyes, as if a spark burst out. Tension between individuals.

Feston began to check.

"Be careful, I won't sue you for sexual harassment." Before his hand touched Feng Zhannuo's waist, he heard such a sentence.

The man who spoke looked extremely serious, and the others almost vomited blood. This ghost dared to molested the boss!Everyone's expressions became extremely weird, and Feston was the only one who was unmoved and seemed to be smiling.

"Up to you." He put his hands on his waist.

This conversation is so familiar, Feng Zhannuo raised the corners of his mouth, touched his chest with his moving hand, and paused at a speed imperceptible to outsiders. This pause is very subtle. Is Feston hoping to find the certificate? , or worry about not being able to?He couldn't help guessing.

A wallet was taken out of the pocket of the jacket, brown calfskin, there was a certificate and a small stack of cash in it, the photo of the certificate was indeed Feng Zhannuo's appearance, Feston opened it and looked at it, and threw it away To Derek, "Confirm your identity."

Still need to confirm?They all knew that this man was a ghost, but the problem was that they had no direct evidence against the ghost. Derek pulled out an ID card, "Cranhead Foreign Trade, Senior Advisor, Nolan Collison."

Hearing Derek read it, everyone froze in place, maybe, except for Felston, he had expected that Feng Zhannuo would not stand here obediently and be arrested.

Nolan Collison, this is one of Feng Zhannuo's many identities. He has many names. People in his industry need to cover themselves. There are never too many identities, and there will never be too many before doing it. Don't forget to be fully prepared.

Food, water, guns, and the camouflage needed to leave, when he was advancing in the ventilation duct, he was in front of Felston, how carefully he prepared the things he needed by taking the opportunity of taking food Well, Feston will probably never guess, after all behind him is Feston Al Qaeda, he has to be careful.

Slightly narrowed blue eyes, revealing a secret smile.

In front of a federal agent, a killer who is so bold... Felston looked at Feng Zhannuo with an expression that seemed to be angry but also admiring.

He thought of the details he had missed before, he should have known that Feng Zhannuo was an opponent of this level, and he couldn't be negligent towards him. At some point in that ventilation duct, he should have doubted it, but unfortunately he was completely attracted by other things at that time attention.

"This is the company's identification card." Like a distinguished guest, Feng Zhannuo raised his chin slightly, "Is there anything else to check? As I have already said, I am just a businessman. I come here for fun and to discuss business by the way. , gambling is not illegal here, right?"

Gambling is not against the law. I thought that even if he took out his ID, it would be someone else’s fraudulent use. But Derek called to inquire, and the other party admitted that there was this consultant. He hung up the phone fiercely, "There is this company."

Everyone was a little discouraged, Fieston stuffed all the documents back into his pocket, lifted his collar, and approached him, "You said you came here to discuss business? Then I want to ask you, with whom?"

As long as there is a trace of suspiciousness, or an opportunity to create suspiciousness if caught, it will be an excuse to arrest him. Feng Zhannuo looked around unhurriedly. Someone outside the gate was walking cautiously to the door. He smiled. "That's him."