Love Killer

"This is an order!"

One sentence can block all Derek's doubts and complaints, because this is the order of the head of the ST group, and he must implement it.

Now it's on the ground floor, as long as they go out the door... a member of Hecate wearing black clothes and full armor blocked their way, and the gunshots started again, attracting more enemies, and Derek didn't have time to catch any doubts.

The guns in their hands were all out of ammunition, and Fieston quickly dealt with one, grabbed the weapon from the opponent's hand, and Feng Zhannuo sneaked up to him, "Give me back my gun."

"Give back the murder weapon to a killer? You want me to take a risk." Not wanting him to get involved, Feston flatly refused, "Why do you come in when you know there are bombs here? Get out!" He fired twice, and two people fell down up.

"You think I want to come in?" Looking at Feston, Feng Zhannuo expressed that he was unwilling, but if he didn't come in, who would remind him, Feston saw the mocking smile on his lips, Suddenly he was pulled down.

A bullet passed Feng Zhannuo's shoulder and fell on the concrete floor. Feston pressed his head and grabbed the lips in front of him. In the chests of the two people, the heartbeat of the two people and the gunfire sounded.

This place will explode at any time, with this kind of knowledge, Feng Zhannuo is not timid, this strange excitement makes his blood boil, and Feston seems to be affected by him, this kiss is more than usual passionate, gunpowder The smell, the gunshots, they kiss passionately behind a concrete wall.

Feston didn't forget that his subordinates were still waiting for reinforcements. He backed away and stuffed the gun back into Feng Zhannuo's waist. This was the first time he handed over the weapon to a killer with his own hands. Gun, grinning at him, a pair of handcuffs hooked around his fingers—the catch of the dance.

"It's a pity, I wanted to see how you were handcuffed on the bed..." The metallic luster reflected on his face, resembling a fox's smile.

Those were his handcuffs. When Feston touched his waist, the key was of course gone. "Come to me after this matter is over. I'll let you see it." Gun, the heartbeat suddenly increased, this Feston, actually...

Although it can't be said to be rigid, but Feston's personal style proves that he is not a person with abnormal sexual fetishes. He actually agreed to this kind of thing that pursues excitement in bed. Is this an invitation or a provocation?

They haven't really..., if I tell Bob, I'm afraid he won't believe it, Feng Zhannuo is not a person who likes to be patient, if the other party is not Feston, he would have made a move a long time ago, instead of finding all the reasons to maintain the status quo.

He is always restraining himself, as long as he has been exposed to an opponent like Feston, it will be difficult to quit. Feston should have the same idea as him, so they have had many opportunities so far, but no one has moved in the end who.

The smile turned slightly cold, Feng Zhannuo confirmed the bullets in the magazine, Feston had not touched his gun, there were seven bullets in the magazine, went out, clicked the trigger, someone fell to the ground.

Bang bang bang bang—the gunshots continued without stopping, and people fell down wherever the shadow passed. It was so fast that people had no time to react, and the movements were done in one go, as smoothly as a concerto.

Another note comes from Feston. Derek and others witnessed the result of the cooperation of two sharpshooters, which is exciting and unbelievable.

Hecate's men were fully equipped, but they were no match for them after all. It was just that the numbers of the two sides were very different, so it would not be a solution in the long run. They were blocked at the door.

"Boss..." Jonathan's voice sounded at the right time. He came down from upstairs, and there were other people behind him. It might not be long before the explosion. Hecate's people were evacuating, and most of them were concentrated on the ground floor. Jonathan didn't know why , he only felt that the rescue upstairs went smoothly.

"You guys are finally here!" Derek poked his head out from behind a pile of steel bars, "Everyone, go, there are bombs here!" Rather than believable, he issued a warning first, thumbing to the right.

Upon discovering Feng Zhannuo, the faces of Jonathan and the others changed, and the guns immediately turned around, "Is this a trap you set, ghost?"

"I'll set a trap before I warn you? Some people are simple-minded, but I'm fine here." Fingering his head, his casual smile seemed to be mocking Jonathan for not using his brains. Jonathan was about to rush up, but Hans pulled him Stop, "Are you crazy? He's a ghost, and he has a gun in his hand!"

"Everyone is quiet! Is everyone here?" Standing in front of the people, Fieston blocked the hostile gazes of the others behind him, "Everyone broke through and withdrew from the building."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a loud noise, causing vibrations under the feet. The sound of the explosion came from the top floor, and Feston yelled, "Let's go!"

The crowd ran out, Feston told them to retreat, and he stayed behind. He walked at the end, and there was another person who fell at the end of the team like him.

Feng Zhannuo raised his head while walking, looking at the dust falling all over the sky, and hearing the explosion, he seemed to be enjoying a symphony, "I missed the best time to detonate, it seems that this is a timed explosion, and it was the bomb that was opened before they left , not a remote control, first the top layer, and then go down layer by layer, we still have time when the lead wire is burned down."

"Why don't you go?" When he reached the door, Feston stopped, "I've experienced countless dangers, it's nothing to you, but the killer can only kill, not save, that's what you said .”

The killer who claimed to be unable to save people gave him a warning, and then saved him and the whole team. Why?What exactly is the answer, what makes a killer change...

Feng Zhannuo looked into the distance as if he didn't hear anything.They stood a little farther away from the others, and the floors below immediately after the top floor could not withstand the huge impact, and there were signs of collapse, and the entire fourth floor collapsed a bit.

With a bang, the dust falling from the sky was swept by the strong wind, and the entire night in front of us was shrouded in haze.

The air was full of dust, Hans waved away the dust in front of him, coughing continuously, "Cough, cough... If we go one step late, Clyde and the others will be finished, well done Jonathan!" He patted Jonathan on the shoulder.

They are all far away from the building, surrounded by a lot of debris left by the construction team, Jonathan sat on a pile of stones, panted, heard the words and looked around, and suddenly stood up, "Clyde Woolen cloth?!"

He searched in the crowd, but there was no sign of Clyde. The FBI field personnel in charge of support said, "The team's Derek, Roper, Mike...everyone is here, but there is no Clyde!

"What's the matter?!" Hearing the commotion here, Fieston went up to ask about the situation.

"Clyde didn't come out! He was still there before, I saw him, maybe he was still upstairs, maybe he fell behind because of something on the way!" There was one less person in charge of him, and he was just now Discovered, Jonathan punched his hand.

"It's hopeless..." Derek looked up. Two floors of the building had already been blown up. "The upstairs has long been in ruins. There will be an explosion every few minutes. If Clyde is still alive..."

He sighed and did not continue, but everyone knew that if Clyde was still alive, he would have come down by himself.

Fear of regret made Jonathan's eyes redden, "No, I'll go find him!" He turned around and rushed into the building.

There was no one inside, and the enemy evacuated before the explosion. It is useless for anyone to go in now, and no one should go in... These words were not uttered in the hearts of the other members. After all, Clyde is their companion, and their group has not yet I have never lost anyone, so is it going to be the first time today?

Curse, loss, and sadness came together, but they were all rational, "Don't go! Jonathan!"

"Come back!" Weighing gains and losses, they stepped forward to stop Jonathan, but someone was one step ahead of them.

"Stop!" Feston pulled him back, "You are looking for death in your current state, lead my team and wait here!"

Jonathan shook off his hand, "Boss! This is my responsibility!"

He punched me in the face, "You are all my responsibility!"

Seeing Jonathan lying on the ground covering his face, Feston withdrew his hand, "Derek, watch him, Hans, take other people to investigate the vicinity, and check if there are any other explosive devices! Go!"

In any danger, Feston was surprisingly calm, and after arranging everything, he walked towards the building in the explosion.

The others were stunned, and found that Feston was going to find someone in person, Jonathan got up from the ground, "No! Boss, it's too dangerous for you to go alone!"

"Boss—" the crowd gathered around.

"That's too late!"

"Boss!"

"I can't let you go alone!"

"And me?" Feng Zhannuo looked at it for a long time, and Feston's eyes suddenly turned to him.

Everyone saw him coming out of the shadows and approaching Felston, "I'll cover you, let's go."

His hair was disheveled in the haze, and the hem of his coat was flapping in the wind. The ghost just walked over and stood in front of them, the FBI.

When Feng Zhannuo was silent, people almost forgot his existence. When he spoke, everyone's eyes were on him. He was another threat among them.

Feston and him glanced at each other, eagle eyes flashing, "It seems impossible to stop you?"

"Impossible." Patting the dust on his shoulder, Feng Zhannuo quickly entered the building.

Two people in front of each other, carrying guns with few bullets, even if they will not encounter enemies, what they will face is an explosion that cannot be resisted by manpower.

The whole process happened too quickly, and the others watched the ghost go in with Feston, opened their mouths, but forgot what they wanted to say.