Love Killer

It is certainly not a trivial matter for Feston to let go of the ghost in front of his eyes and just let go. The phone call was short and the voice on the phone was very anxious. "Boss, we got news as soon as you left. A ghost appeared in a nearby block. There is a bar area. He wants to meet people. We..."

"This is a trap!" Feng Zhannuo was with him, it was impossible to appear in other places.

"... Now we know, but it's too late, boss... Derek and I led the team, we were all ambushed, and the rescuers couldn't be contacted, it may be similar to our situation..." Jonathan said on the phone The sound was intermittent, masked by gunfire.

They were eager to catch the ghost, ignoring other possibilities, and because of Feston's attitude towards this matter, they did not notify him in time. This was the wrong judgment of all members of the Sh team, but Feston, as their leader, is also partly responsible , It was he who caused the distrust of his subordinates.

He must be held accountable for this.Stepping on the accelerator heavily, the black body blends into the gradually pressing sky. Fieston's speed is very fast, and Feng Zhannuo has to pay attention to his direction at all times. The personal safety of ST team members seems to be tied to this fast-moving car. superior.

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, Feng Zhannuo made another call, "Stephanie, what are you doing?"

The answer over there was very flat, "In my new home, the weather in Chicago is changing too fast, I think it's going to rain, I didn't go out, what's wrong?" Her nonchalant answer did not satisfy Feng Zhannuo, "Don't Doubunzi, I want you to evacuate people."

"Who?" Stephanie seemed to be planning to continue her "ignorance", but he had already lost his patience, "If one of them dies, ten of yours will die. That's what I said, remember, you can play if you want, I will accompany you."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Zhannuo held the steering wheel with one hand and took out the sniper rifle from the back seat. When the phone rang again, he ignored it and counted the bullets one by one.

After redialing three times, Stephanie finally heard the connected voice, gritted her teeth and asked coldly, "Ian! Have you forgotten where you stand?" What answered her was not laughter, click, it was loading a bullet.

"I am a killer, and my position is to kill people. Your people want to learn how to shoot. I think this is a good opportunity to practice."

"You have to figure out which side you should help! They troubled me first, and now you want me to withdraw them? That's impossible." Stephanie took a deep breath, "I don't want to be an enemy of people like you , but you disappointed me so much, I thought you could control yourself, but now you are reduced to helping a federal policeman deal with his own people..."

"You and I are not our own people, I don't belong to Hecate, whoever makes me unhappy is my enemy, Stephanie, I warn you again, remove people, otherwise, I will let you know what regret is !” I have never heard him speak in such a tone, and the suppressed anger is like a strong wind blowing outside.

"Then let's see who regrets it in the end." She was also annoyed.

Feng Zhannuo's car was speeding on the road, and Feston's car in front was faster than his, and his men fell into a trap. Just think about it for a while and you'll know what's going on. Hecate wants to give FBL a counterattack, a The counterattack created with human life, their goal is Feston.

The entire ST team was implicated because of Feston, the man who was rushing to the scene did not know what kind of mood he was in now. The only mistake he made was approaching a ghost.

There seemed to be the song Libentango hovering in my ears. When I suddenly saw Feng Zhannuo appearing, it was like a killer's bullet finally hit the heart. With the melodious sound of the song, a tango brought the common feelings in their hearts together. Desire, desire to dig.

It's a pity that the situation is different now. The scene in front of Feston quickly reverses, and the car closely followed by Feng Zhannuo can be seen in the rearview mirror. It is too late to tell whether it is right or wrong.

As night fell, the two cars went one behind the other, and time passed as the wheels rolled.

If his people die because of his mistakes, tonight will be their last encounter. Even if Feston didn't say anything, Feng Zhannuo is very clear about this relationship. Feston can allow himself to cross the line, but he won't allow it. Because of his mistake, all his men died.

Arriving at the destination, this is an empty building, a newly built office building, the gunshots inside cannot be heard from the outside, the exchange of fire may be coming to an end, or it may be too late, inside is life or death, what happened , completely unknown from the outside.

The car stopped, Fieston got out of the car and went straight upstairs, the elevator was not activated yet, he pulled out his gun, and Feng Zhannuo got out of the car, "This is Hecate's trap, you don't know it?"

"Their target is me." Of course Feston knew that Jonathan would call for help. In Hecate's plan, the other party had been waiting for him, "Wait for me here, don't go in." He looked back at him glance.

At this time he asked him not to go in?Feng Zhannuo cocked his mouth, "Don't talk nonsense." Grabbing the sniper rifle from the car, he suddenly approached, "You think I only have one gun?" As he approached, the darkness was filled with the coldness of death.

No time to argue about this, Feston looked around, "You go to the opposite building." It is suitable for shooting there, but Feston may be thinking about his position, as a killer, he should not let anyone know his exist.

"I'm looking at you from the opposite side. If you have a call, don't be soft." Feng Zhannuo compared his neck with his fingers. He said that human life is always so light. He turned to leave, but Feston grabbed his arm, "Hey I know what kind of organization Carter is, you don't need to offend them, are you sure, you want to do this?"

Feston's deep face was in front of him, he smiled, "I can't be more sure." The bright smile flashed coldly, and the figure flashed past.

Someone was watching from behind the ghost, and he also knew that Feston had been watching him from behind.

In Feston's eyes, Feng Zhannuo is a contradictory body, the killer's nature and human nature are contradictory, and his behavior style is also contradictory.

He first warned him with a cold gun, and then appeared in front of him so nonchalantly, like a fish, he always has a way to slip away when he is eager to catch him, but when the situation is critical, he will suddenly appear, even I can't even want him to leave.

Feston thought about countless possibilities, what he would do when he appeared, how to detain Feng Zhannuo, but now...he has stood beside him and fought with him, does this mean anything?

Withdrawing his gaze, he continued to go up, Feng Zhannuo walked around to the opposite side of the building, the two of them split up, Feng Zhannuo observed the scene in the building from the sniper scope, "How many of your people are on the top floor, there are no After construction, the entire floor is empty..."

The calm narration through the phone seems to be back to the time when they first met. Regardless of their identities, their cooperation is always very tacit, perhaps because of similar levels and similar angles of observation, often before Feston opens his mouth. At that time, Feng Zhannuo had already told him the direction he wanted to know.You can't see everything from the opposite floor, but you can see most of the space from the glass merchant. The building is shrouded in dim light, and Feston will solve the opponents he encounters one by one.

The members of Group G are divided into various floors. They spread out and hide. They use this method to deal with the opponent. The exit is blocked. Their manpower and ammunition cannot be compared with the opponent, so they can only adopt this method.Chase was hiding behind a wall, and there was a whole row of bullet holes on the wall on the other side. Panting for breath, he looked at the last bullet in the gun, "How can I fight this? Damn it!" Wiping his sweat, he couldn't help cursing in a low voice, he felt that he might die here.

Sporadic gunshots could be heard in the distance, and they dispersed their actions. They could only hope for luck. Hans squeezed the handle of the gun and was about to rush out when the door in front of him was kicked open.In order to save bullets, he quietly pounced on him in the dark, but the person who came was extremely vigilant, and he was punched to the side after several fights.

"See clearly before you do it." Feston's teaching coin was like a holy voice in his ears, and Hans took back his counterattack and shouted in surprise, "Boss!!"

"Quiet!" Covering his mouth, Feston hid behind the door, someone was approaching.

A bullet came, and there was a pop, and the people outside slowly slid to the ground. Hans opened the door, and the people on the ground were shot in the shoulder artery. Excessive bleeding was equivalent to incapacity.

"How is it?" Feng Zhannuo was on the far side.

"Good job." Feston was still holding the phone in his hand when he stepped over the ground, and Hans looked at him suspiciously, "Who is it?" Who is the boss talking to?

Feston went straight forward and started searching from this floor, "How are the others? Is anyone injured?" He asked Hans to report the situation.

Thinking of the key thing, Hans forgot the question just now, "I don't know yet, our communication was interrupted and we can only rely on the phone. In the previous call, Jonathan said that he had solved a few people, but the firepower of the other party was too strong. We think this organization It's not just the intelligence network, they're expanding their armaments..."

Talking while walking, Hans was covering and Feston opened the way ahead, and bullets from outside the window would often hit enemies in their blind spots. Hans saw with his own eyes that sometimes the enemy would suddenly Limp on the ground.

He glanced outside at the dark sky. Even though there was some light here, the building closest to here was obviously in the most difficult location for shooting. There was a strong wind outside. Even in this kind of weather, shooting from a long distance did not miss a single shot.

Who has such marksmanship?