Love Killer

This sudden phone call created a tense atmosphere. When Derek followed Feston out of the bathroom and saw the man at the door, he immediately put his hand on the gun handle, which has become a habitual action, "Boss! ghost!"

Feng Zhannuo hadn't left yet, he was going to leave, but he heard Feston's phone call, "What's wrong?" The unfinished cigarette had already been dropped in the bathroom, so he took out another cigarette and lit it with a natural attitude It seems that he came with them, Derek looked at him in surprise.

Feston passed by him without further explanation. Jonathan and Hans surrounded him. Feston simply gave an order, "Go back to the headquarters to check the clues. I have some private matters. You go back first."

Boss's personal business?He had never met his family and friends. In fact, everyone was very curious, but Feston made it clear that this matter had nothing to do with them. A few people lingered, looking for various reasons not to leave.

"This is a bar. It's off-duty time. I want to stay here." Jonathan said he would not leave, and Hans immediately supported him, "Yes, we are here to drink."

Derek found one of the most convincing excuses, "I see a ghost! The boss needs backup!" This line caused violent reactions from others, "Ghost? Where is it?"

"Derek, do you think he will wait for us to arrest people?" The powerful eyes were full of doubts, and Feston didn't have time to explain to them now, "Remember what I told you?"

"Other times, don't touch ghosts head-on, otherwise you're looking for death." Repeating the warning, he looked around, and at some point, the shadow behind them disappeared, and Derek clenched his fist unwillingly.

"Go back now!" Throwing these words, Fieston rushed out of the bar, and the few people he left behind wanted to help, but they dared not rush to follow.

Accustomed to obeying orders and believing that their boss has a way to solve it by themselves, the three smiled wryly at each other in the bar. Derek told them about seeing the ghost just now, and began to guess the purpose of the killer coming here.

When they were discussing about going back to the headquarters, a figure passed through the crowd without attracting anyone's attention. Feng Zhannuo could have had so much trouble, but he heard the conversation between Feston and his team members.

The man warned his subordinates not to confront him head-on. He would not think that this was Feston's special care for him. In fact, he was very sure that it was to ensure the safety of those people. Those subordinates were all Feiston. The elites carefully selected by Fieston are young, but Feston values ​​their opinions and abilities.

He loves his subordinates so much, Feng Zhannuo couldn't help evoking a cruel smile, sometimes he couldn't help but imagine what Feston would look like if he killed his people, the one named Jonathan, and Derry Ke, Hans... Yes, he can call every one of his men by name.

So of course he wouldn't fail to recognize Will.

A car was parked next to the Vic Theatre, and the man with blond hair got out of the car. He was a handsome young man, but he was flustered, until he saw Feston on the street, as if he saw a savior, and forgot the usual Agreed, he hugged Felston tightly.

"I don't know who they are, are they going to kill me? Why are they going to kill me?" He had many questions in his mind, all of which were waiting for Feston to answer, completely forgetting that they were on the street.

Someone drove him first, "It's too conspicuous here, boy, are you looking for death?"

Will came to his senses, after all, Feston is a government official, he was pulled back a few steps, and saw a man he had never seen before, his clear facial features jumped into his eyes, he was tall and handsome, but he was not neatly dressed , with disheveled hair, maybe he was thinking too much, he felt that this man just got out of a passionate scene and didn't bother to tidy up his appearance.

He looked at him with casual eyes, sea-blue eyes, and smiled, but Will felt a bit of dark coldness in it, couldn't help his heart beat faster, and raised his vigilance, "Who are you?!"

"Me? Ask the Al-Qaeda leader, he knows." Vague answer, ambiguous, he stood there leisurely, like a son-in-law going to the opera, Will wanted to ask again, Feston used He glanced at Feng Zhannuo with strange eyes, "Friends of life and death."

Either you die or I die a life-and-death acquaintance?Feng Zhannuo took a breath of cigarettes, glanced at him with the same meaningful eyes, and slowly added, "It's a fateful friendship."

Their eyes meet, and the ambiguous things in their eyes are more intense. It's hard to say what kind of friendship this is. They should be able to separate the relationship between them, but what emerges in the two people's minds is what happened since the first meeting. The situation, including the wine cellar, including the desert, underground, cells, ventilation ducts...

This life-and-death friendship and life-threatening friendship may have double meanings, and it seems that it cannot be completely regarded as a lie.

The eyes of the two men seemed to freeze, and the atmosphere was very strange. Will had no doubts. He was sure that Feston had only one lover, and Feston was not a playboy, but he studied art and was still extremely sensitive to changes in the atmosphere. , I always feel something is wrong.

Feston is not the usual him, at least not the Feston when facing him, "Are you still working on the case?" he asked.

Other than that, there is no other explanation. Feston always gives him this feeling when he is involved in the case. He only cares about him when he is free. Will is used to this, but this question is very straightforward. The question immediately drew the smile of the strange man.

He smiled slightly and looked at him as if he was a child, "Yes, we are working on a case."

Feng Zhannuo smiled happily. A killer is regarded as the FBI. Is there anything more ridiculous than this?What's more interesting is that Feston can't deny it, otherwise how to explain his identity and the relationship between them?

Feston wanted to shoot that sly smile away, but he just said, "Get in the car."

His tone was very blunt, and Will didn't know why, just as he walked to Feston's car, he saw the opposite vehicle, "They're catching up!"

The black car was stuck past the window, and the situation inside the car was completely invisible. I didn’t know how many people were on the other side, and I didn’t know what their background was. What to do when they come down, where they are going, fully reflects their trust in him.

Feng Zhannuo didn't care that Feston had those subordinates, his own family, and even such an obedient little lover. Yes, he thought he didn't care, but now he couldn't help feeling a little envious, "I have to be busy every day. , that's great, isn't it?"

He took a puff on his cigarette and walked away leisurely, as if he had nothing to do with the two people he had just talked to. Will ran out of the car anxiously, "Aren't you going to get in the car?" He pulled him into the car together inside.

"Will!" Feston wanted to stop his dangerous behavior, but he had no time to give him an order. The car on the opposite side also spotted them, ignoring the traffic, and turned towards them.

Will was yelled at by him. He didn't know what he did wrong, so he sat still. The black Audi drove towards the area with few people in the driving of Feston. Feng Zhannuo sat in the back seat and leaned forward. "It's a good idea. If you want your lover to be more helpful, just pull me into the car."

This was his plan, but he didn't expect this man to see through it at a glance. Feston remained silent in the driver's seat, not sure what he was thinking. Will was afraid that he would blame him, so he defended himself, "You all say that you It's a life-threatening friendship, can you ignore Feston's danger?"

His answer was straightforward, Feng Zhannuo nodded with a smile that was not a smile, and a pair of cool hands strangled Will's neck, "Have you ever thought that you brought a greater danger into the car?"

The warm smile suddenly turned into the cunning of Death. He tightened his wrists and whispered with a smile, "Remember, Feston, I said I wanted to clean up this kid? You gave me this chance—"

"Why don't you call me Team Leader Al-Qaeda?" At this time, what he cared about was the title. What Feng Zhannuo saw in the mirror was his unmoved eyes, and he turned the steering wheel skillfully. The vehicle was chasing, the wheels made screeching noises, he controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and drew the gun with the other, "Listen to me now, let him go, ghost, don't make me say it a second time!"

The eyes under the eyebrows seemed a little angry, but Feng Zhannuo was more interested, "Are you in a hurry?"

The man's fingers slid across Will's neck ambiguously, as if he was not in a hurry to strike. Will didn't understand what was going on, and tried to squeeze out his breath, "Aren't you... good friends?!"

"Shut up, Will!" It was the first time Feston spoke harshly to him. Will looked in the rearview mirror in disbelief. The strange man smiled, and suddenly let go of his hand and pulled out his gun, "You owe Mine, Feston Al Qaeda!"

The muzzle of the gun burst into flames, and the bullet penetrated the glass of the rear seat. The car following behind suddenly lost control and crashed into the side of the road.