Love Killer

"Ghost, you are less ruthless than you think."

This sentence was like a sudden gust of wind, and Feng Zhannuo's hand on the trigger was almost about to be pressed down. Feston seemed to think it was not enough, "No killer will save an animal. You care about Bob, and you saved Willie." Er, I also let go of my subordinates, you had many opportunities to do it."

There are too many opportunities, if Feng Zhannuo wants to kill them, even though those members of the ST team are elites selected by the FBI, they are still far from a top killer who has been tempered.

"To shut up!"

"This is what I owe Will. I want you to pay it back with me. You are not allowed to leave Chicago. Even if I keep you in this way, you can't refuse."

"Why do you order me, why do you want me to pay it back, it's you and him—"

"It's because you made me owe him!" Feston must be frowning now, "It's your appearance that changed everything. Whenever I see Will but I think of you, I look at the office The files on the desk, there are obviously so many cases, but I always go to a certain file, I get up at 06:30 every day, but these days I often suffer from insomnia, my biological clock is messed up, and my life is also messed up. Because of your appearance, do you want me to explain more clearly? In short, you are not allowed to leave. "

Looking around through the scope, the wind whistling from above, the voice from the other end was so clear and powerful, Feng Zhannuo remained motionless, like a statue that has existed since ancient times, every muscle was motionless and kept in the best position state, but there was an uncontrollable jump somewhere.

Taking a deep breath, he smiled, "Don't talk nonsense to me. If you don't want anything to happen to Will, then shut your mouth. I'm protecting your people now. Unless you want him to die, don't come to hinder me."

"I've always thought of him as my brother." These were Felston's last words, and he hung up.

The sound of the wind continued to blow, blowing the hair on the forehead, revealing a raised eyebrow, Feng Zhannuo took off the earphones, looked at the phone for a long time, what did he hear just now?How could he think of calling Feston while carrying out the commission?And what the hell Feiston had said to him.

He sees Will as his brother?The corner of his mouth raised again, Feng Zhannuo continued his mission, the scope of the target was too wide, Feston really found him a good job, to deal with those who intend to harm Will, he had to monitor Will 24 hours a day.

Clearing his mind of distractions, he continues his observations, work is work, and he will not let anything affect him, nothing can.

"Don't move." The muzzle of the gun on the back of his head pressed against his head, "You'd better not move, tell me who hired you—"

Puff puff, two small gunshots, the attacker obviously didn't know who he was dealing with, the movement was as fast as a ghost, Feng Zhannuo didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, took out the pistol from his arms, and the bullets from the armpit He passed down and killed the opponent, and the silver Colt with the silencer on it returned to his waist.

Only then did he turn around, and the person he hit fell to the ground, the bullet was shot in the heart, "Unfortunately, you will never know."

Closing his eyes for the corpse, he returned to his original position. In the building opposite, Will was no longer there. Did he leave by himself, or was he taken away?

Putting away the sniper rifle, he passed by the corpse. Let the police deal with this. This person may not be his colleague, but the purpose must be for Will. The angle he is at is also the best sniper location. He has already Knowing that someone will "coincidence" with him, for the same goal, but for a different purpose.

They just wanted to use Will to blackmail Fieston, and they shouldn't let him die. Without panic, Feng Zhannuo put away his things and went downstairs.

The Loop area, the Art Institute of Chicago is majestic, and Will is a student here. The college is composed of the museum area and the school area. When Feng Zhannuo entered the crowd wearing a loose and casual top, no one was suspicious. The college is open to the public , there are students, and there are tourists who come to see the artwork.

From his observation, no matter who the other party was, they didn't know that Feston had asked him to find a professional to solve the problem. He quickly found Will in a group of people, and Will was still looking around as he walked. He seemed to want to avoid someone, but when he appeared in Will's sight, Will's expression changed immediately.

He was sure that he was the one Will wanted to avoid, and pretended not to know each other. Will passed by him, "I don't need your protection!"

Feng Zhannuo followed behind him with the crowd as if nothing had happened, "If someone pays, I will do the work. This is a business. Whether you are happy or not, my targets are those who are not good for you. I don't protect anyone. , I’m here to kill.”

He could say so easily that he was here to kill people, Will lowered his head and walked forward, "If it wasn't for his entrustment, would you agree?"

None of them mentioned a certain person's name. Feng Zhannuo looked at the impressionist works along the road, "No matter who the commission is, I will accept it if I am willing to accept it. You have no right to question me, understand?"

His eyes moved in the crowd, and he could pull out the gun on his waist at any time, but he was leisurely as if he was shopping. Wil suddenly stopped and turned around, smiling slightly, "Your tone just now is very similar to that of Feston. When he I had to do it when I was told that, or he would be very angry."

"I'm not Feston, but if you don't do what I say, I will be very angry too, and no one can guarantee that I can bear the consequences of my anger." He stood still, and Feng Zhannuo also stood still, facing An abstract painting, "Maybe your feeling is just because I am the same as him."

Are FBI agents and a killer the same kind?Will couldn't agree, "How can I make you refuse this commission and leave here?"

He doesn't like him, that's what it should be, Feng Zhannuo showed a charming smile on his side face, "There are two possibilities, either you die, or those people die, mission failure or success can make me leave, do you think Do I like it here, boy?"

He passed by him, bringing a gust of cold wind, Will was frightened by his expression, and quickly followed a few steps, "So I can see that you are for him? You are staying for him , to protect me, even though you know that there will be no result between you and him..."

The weather in Chicago is like Feng Zhannuo's expression, the sun disappears and the haze gathers, "Keep your mouth shut."

Really wanted to give him a bullet.

Touching his chin, the ghost smiled again, and turned to Will in the crowd, "You can hate me, but of course I don't like you very much, if you are going to risk your life and want yourself to be his weakness, You can run away from me and make my mission fail, what do you think?"

Smiling eyes, maybe most people can't resist the charm of this smile, but Will is cold all over, if he becomes Feston's weakness...

"Well, I will cooperate with you until you complete the task." He didn't want to be a burden.

"Very good, it seems that you understand your situation." Feng Zhannuo gave a commendable expression.

Walking towards Will leisurely, he pushed him back, the bullets were fired into the crowd, and someone was shot and fell down, Will was shocked, "That person—"

"That man has a gun and he's coming for you. Don't you think I'm going to kill people casually? I never waste bullets." Seeing someone fall down, bleeding from his chest, the surrounding crowd backed away, causing a burst of confusion .

Even in this situation, the man was still very calm, he fired without a trace, and quickly followed the crowd to leave the scene. It was the first time Will encountered such a thing, so he could only follow his footsteps to evacuate from here.

They met Feston at the gate, he rarely came here, Will was surprised to find that he was still holding a paper bag in his hand, and the bag was thrown directly at the killer, "Your."

Feng Zhannuo smelled the aroma and glanced at Feston unexpectedly. The man also looked at him but didn't speak. He opened the bag and looked, "Steak burger? Bread? Soda? This is too stingy, look For the sake of the two people I just settled, shouldn't you treat me to a big meal?"

"The target has appeared?" Feston asked Will to go into his car first, and he stood outside the car and watched the crowd pouring out with Feng Zhannuo.

The school called the police, and the identity of the corpse will be investigated soon. Feng Zhannuo took out a burger and nodded, "There is another one on the roof. I checked it, and there is no certificate. In addition, you can rest assured that no one has been identified." see."

"You avoided the camera and used other people to cover up. Of course, I should have known." It is a strange thing to talk about the murder method here. Feston watched him eat the hamburger, took out the soda inside and handed it to him, "Didn't you have lunch?"

"Don't you know that I haven't eaten lunch, so you brought me this," Feng Zhannuo licked the sauce on his fingers, and stuffed the soda back into the paper bag, "It's either water or wine, I only drink these two."

"You're really picky." Feston looked at his lips stained with sauce.