Love Killer

On the top floor of a distant high-rise building, Feng Zhannuo took off the earphones, "That's right, take it as a warning."

He murmured and put away his guns. According to intelligence, Folkoff arrived here today, and the office he chose was in a good location, at least much better than the one in Tanbul, saving him the trouble of approaching the FBI branch again. He was damned at gunpoint, but another guy in the office changed his mind.

When Fieston arrived, the back on the roof was extremely dazzling in the sun. Feng Zhannuo hadn't left yet, and he seemed to be waiting for him. Fieston slowed down and stood at the entrance of the rooftop. The man turned around, as if a little unbelievable, "Are you trying to protect me?"

"It can't be regarded as an attempt. I will take over this case now." The wind from the tall building messed up Fieston's black hair, and he looked less neat than before. Unlimited explosive power, "You succeeded, you dare to do something under my nose, how brave you are."

"Thank you for the compliment. I've always been brave, and you're not bad either." Feng Zhan's promise was unexpected, and Feston seemed to understand what he meant, "There really is no FBI that dares to miss a killer like me. He assisted in absconding after the murder."

His words were deep, and his eyes were also very deep. Feng Zhannuo couldn't help but walk up to him when he looked at him like this, "Sabotage my actions, make me fall into a trap, and then save me. You are a difficult person to understand." Man, Feston Al Qaeda, but maybe that's what makes you special and memorable."

"Recording in advance to leave evidence, almost destroying the trust of my subordinates in me, if you do it a little bit worse, you should have played the entire recording, but you didn't do that, since you didn't do it, of course I can let you go Horse." Seeing him approaching, Feston's eyes gradually changed.

The flickering eyes reminded Feng Zhannuo of their first chance encounter. The situation is similar today, but the feeling is different.

The four eyes met, close at hand, and the strong smell of tobacco lingered on Feston's body. When he got closer, he realized that Feston was not wearing the pair of colored lenses today, and his cold gray eyes looked at him with affection and ruthlessness. , the eyes were bloodshot.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" This was the first time he met Feston since he succeeded that day.

"I said I was insomnia." As he shifted his gaze, Feston touched his chin, which was still bruised, and Feng Zhannuo could imagine his subordinates seeing the bruises on his face What kind of expression did you have when you asked, "Insomnia? Are you blaming me again?"

Fieston's eyes suddenly deepened, as if a heat was brewing, "Otherwise, what do you think?"

"Okay, I don't understand you, if you want to arrest me, come here, if you don't want to arrest someone, please get out of the way." The wind on the top floor blows his hair, and the blue below can no longer maintain calm, hooking the corners of his mouth, "But you have missed a good opportunity."

The fierce battle in the FBI branch building was Feston's trap. At the last moment, he had a chance to arrest him, "I missed it last time, and there will be no second time. Don't trouble me. I can let it go." Folkoff, if that's what you're worried about."

"You think so?" Feston glanced at the sniper rifle on the side, Feng Zhannuo pulled out Colt from his arms vigilantly, and took a few steps back, "Feston Al-Qaeda, from my first The first time I saw you, I knew you were dangerous. You were shrewd, alert, first-class in action, and sharp in judgment. It's not good for the people you're targeting, they're all screwed."

"You are also being targeted by me, which means that no matter where you are, you can't escape, and you can't escape from my hands." Feston approached step by step, Feng Zhannuo's gun was pointed at him, he But he didn't draw the gun, "Why don't you pull the trigger, don't you dare? Or don't you want to? There is a lack of trust between us, you are a killer, and the person who put the handcuffs on you must be me, why don't you shoot?"

"Do you want to die that much?" The gun didn't move, Feng Zhannuo frowned, "Why did you help me leave that day?" He didn't think the previous answer was true, "It's just because I didn't finish playing the recording A joke, you are Feston Al Qaeda."

"How can someone like you let a killer go without any reason? And that killer is the one who killed the deputy director of the FBI. I killed people in front of you, and your principles will not allow such a thing." This is what he understands, partly Feston Al-Qaeda, such a man has his own principles for dealing with things, maybe some things can be accommodated, but some things must be under his control, and he will not allow the slightest deviation.

"It's not for no reason." The haze on Feston's face gathered, and he grabbed his gun suddenly.

not good!Feng Zhannuo backed away abruptly, but Colt had already made a few clicks and scattered parts on the ground. Feston was no less powerful than him, and he had no time to reassemble his weapon. Feston's attack came suddenly, and every punch went straight to the ground. Greeting from the deadly part, he snorted coldly and punched back.

It was not the first time they had fought each other. He knew Feston's offensive style. They fought on the rooftop, and they were evenly matched. They all knew that this was meaningless, and whichever side wanted to win would have to pay a high price.

"You know, at first I just wanted to take advantage of the feeling between us, so I let it go, I think you have had this idea too." After being punched in the abdomen, Feston stepped back a few steps and kicked at him, Feng Zhan Nuo felt a burning pain on his face, and sneered cruelly, "This feeling is gone now!"

"It's still there, and it's deeper. You and I can't control it. It's not something we can decide." The figures are intertwined, and Feston's contradictory expression is more obvious, but there is another emotion that breaks through everything. , "If I had known today, I should have shot you! It was a wrong decision to let you go, but I did it anyway. What is the charm of your ghost?!"

Feng Zhannuo was knocked to the ground by his punch, the man who grabbed his hair and lifted him was obviously extremely annoyed, but he let him go gently because of uncontrollable emotions, Feng Zhannuo took the opportunity to attack his chest, With a heavy blow, "This is what I want to say too!"

He gritted his teeth, blood flowed from between his teeth, his lips were red, and the corners of his eyes were also flushed. In a way, Feston's thinking mode was too similar to his. He knew what he thought, so his Annoyance and contradictions are probably the same as him.

"Damn..." He wiped the corner of his mouth, "Damn it!"

Feston was knocked down to the ground by him, and he was swept across his legs. He was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground by Feston. His eyes full of anger and some kind of strong thoughts suddenly came into his sight, "Are you going to leave? You can't go anywhere. Don't even think about going!"

He raised his hands, pulled off his coat, there were many scars on his chest exposed to the sun, all traces of old wounds, glaringly exposed in the bright sun, Feston's palm covered it, Feng Zhannuo shook as if being scalded, and grabbed his loose neckline.

Lips collided, the bloody kiss was as hot as chewing strong wine, Feston stroked his hair, as if holding the sun in his hands, under the short light brown hair was a flushed neck, his pulse was beating violently, that The trace of being bitten by him is still there, a bloody red mark.

"God knows why I did this, Feng Zhannuo, you must admit that you must have some magic power to make me make mistakes again and again, I know this is wrong, you are absolutely right, it violates my principles! "Feston's breathing was short, and the wound bitten by him was faintly hot. The breath of every word blew on the wound, and Feng Zhannuo couldn't control the excitement and trembling of his body.

"This is really too bad!" He couldn't get into excitement under this situation, and kicked away Feston, and now his lips were also hot, and the man he kicked away stood up, with mottled scars on his face, cloth The bloodshot eyes became redder, and the messy appearance couldn't hide the same devotion, "I don't think it's too bad."

Feng Zhannuo closed his eyes slightly, "Get out of the way, if you don't want to make another mistake."

"Wait," Feston stopped in front of him, "I said, it's not that easy for you to escape from me."

He finally pulled out his gun, Feng Zhannuo had no weapons to resist, Feston approached, his scarred face no longer had any conflicts, "Do you know what is the right thing to do? Arrest you, right here, now -"

There was a sound of thunder, and the clouds and rain could be seen gathering in the sky from a high place, and a few lightning flashes flashed in the gray-blue clouds. Individuals stand opposite each other in the rain.

Fieston's thick black hair became curly after getting wet, and the power in his eyes under his resolute brows seemed to be able to swallow people, "This time there is no parachute bag, and you don't want to escape in other ways." He took Out of handcuffs.

"It's so ruthless, is this how you treat your life-and-death friends?" With wet hair stuck to his forehead, Feng Zhannuo looked at the gun in his hand, "Do you want to make a bet? Do you dare to shoot me? ?”

He tapped his chest, "It's not anywhere else, it's here." Heart.

Under the rain, his smile was cunning and indifferent, and he retreated step by step towards the iron gate behind him. The gun in Feston's hand was pointed at him, motionless, his index finger pressed the trigger, but he didn't press it. In the end, their eyes met in the rain. intersection.

Amidst the crashing raindrops, the rain blurred his vision, and a flash of lightning flashed above Feston's head, but he was still standing there, watching him under the lightning, holding his gun, like a god of thunder, covered by the rain. Ruthlessly scoured, his skin tightened in the cold rain, just like his face.

Feng Zhannuo stopped in his tracks, and finally he stepped out, and his mind relaxed, Fieston suddenly approached him, a pain in the back of his head, before he let go of the armrest, he heard a click, the cold The handcuffs fell on his right wrist, "You are under arrest."