Love Killer

"Boss and the ghost... are you kidding me?" He wanted to laugh, but there was only a weird look on his face, "What are you doing? I must have read it wrong..."

Jonathan looked dreamy.

Yes, he was wrong, how could he see their boss kissing the ghost, no, it was the ghost kissing their boss, no, no matter who kissed who, the point is that he saw them kissing, that was for them The cold-blooded killer who sent cold guns, and their boss...

Jonathan stood there in embarrassment, his face full of astonishment and disbelief——

These two people were supposed to be rivals, which was impossible, but an impossible scene appeared in front of him.

"Your subordinates still need to practice." Feng Zhannuo kissed Fieston on the face, "Wait for me."

After finishing speaking, he passed by Jonathan. Jonathan's face turned pale, and he lost the ability to ask questions for a moment.

Feston closed his eyes, and a slightly weak voice came from behind the ruins blocking the passage, "I asked you to lead the team to wait outside, why did you come in, Jonathan?"

He was still the same as usual, but Jonathan couldn't keep his original expression, "I'm dreaming, boss, you and the ghost... I must have read it wrong... Yes, I read it wrong, or the boss has another What plan—" He managed to maintain his composure, trying to come up with a reasonable explanation.

"You read that right." Maintaining the weight of his body as much as possible, leaning against the obstacle in front of him to prevent the wound from deepening, Feston's breathing was short and weak, and his eyes extended outward following Feng Zhannuo's back , "Clyde found it, we are trapped here, he is now going to use the bomb on the second floor to detonate the floor..."

Time was running out, and Jonathan's confused and shocked mood was ignored. While he was still awake, Feston gave a brief explanation.

Jonathan's mind was still in a mess, unable to accept what he saw, and now he realized that the situation was more serious than what he had seen.

The blood on the ground gradually increased, and Feston's face was gray. Jonathan vaguely saw an iron branch that was inserted obliquely, and the whole portrait was shocked, "Boss!"

"Your injury..." He was almost incoherent, and quickly took out the phone to call the ambulance personnel, "I'll call someone first, and then what? Then what should I do? The ghost is going to detonate the bomb? It will kill you!"

"He won't." While speaking, touching the injury on his back, sweat dripped from Fieston's face to the ground, his eyes raised, "I know you saw..."

After their kiss, Jonathan's face became stiff, but the man in front of him, full of charisma, had no shame or embarrassment on his face, "What you see, you decide whether you want to tell others..."

Jonathan's head was about to explode, he wished he was wrong, "But you are all men! And the boss likes women?"

"I didn't say I liked him." Jonathan raised his head sharply at what Feston said, he should breathe a sigh of relief, Feston seemed to have thought about it, slowly closed his eyes, and spoke again, "I am—"

"The bomb has been found, let your men come down!" A voice from downstairs interrupted what Feston was about to say.

He glanced at Jonathan, "Go downstairs."

"Boss!" Go downstairs with the ghost and leave the boss here?

"This is an order!" The roar was terrifying.

The back that was pierced by the steel bar, the blood that came out stained Feston's collar red, he was trying to stay awake, the situation was very bad, Jonathan gritted his teeth, not daring to go against his words, he punched the wall, flying run downstairs.

Feng Zhannuo found the bomb, and the fire on the fuse was indeed extinguished. He took the explosives out of the plaster and placed them in a suitable place.

"Ghost, I don't believe you, so I have to locate the bomb myself and make sure the boss is safe." Jonathan's words are unabashed, and there is indeed some truth. Who would believe a killer, especially when he is trying to save a Federation? police.

"Afraid that I'll take the opportunity to kill him?" A sneer, "To be honest, I really want to." Holding the gun in a hand covered in plaster, it was out of bullets, and threw it on the ground, the ruthless killer showed as if It's a sigh-like expression.

Jonathan had seen his smile before, it was an elusive expression, but now his smile seemed a little helpless.

"It's up to you, don't hinder me from doing things anyway." Without wasting time talking to him, Feng Zhannuo quickly piled up the bundle of explosives with stones, piled up very high, and blasting at that position, the explosion will spread to everyone Upstairs, the space between the two floors was destroyed, and Feston, who was trapped on the side-collapsed floor, had the possibility of escape.

"How can I trust you, what you are doing now is not trying to harm the boss?" Jonathan calculated the distance, it was a dangerous angle, and stepped forward to hold down the bomb he had planted.

"You can also call someone, and when someone arrives to rescue him, I think his blood will run out by then, do you want him to die or to live?!" Wolf Wolf twisted Jonathan's wrist, and the wind showed Nuo heard his own heartbeat.

He is going to use his method to save Feston.

Jonathan sensed the tension and worry from the killer in front of him, no less than himself, or even more, looked at him in surprise for a while, "Okay."

Knowing that what he said was right, the only way to take risks now is to use this risky method. I hope this explosion can loosen the wall and the pile of bricks. Jonathan stared upstairs, praying silently, but Feng Zhannuo was waiting for him to retreat. As he fired, he pulled his gun.

"What do you want to do?" Jonathan immediately raised his vigilance.

"Use it to detonate, otherwise what else can I do, unless someone asks me to kill you, I'm not interested in your life." Jonathan replied angrily, and Jonathan's gun was already in Feng Zhannuo's hands, aiming at the bundle explosives.

At this time, the positions of them and the explosives form an oblique diagonal line, which is the farthest distance.

"The effective range of this gun is within a short range and we will both die." Jonathan looked at the time on his watch anxiously, expressing his concern, "But if it is too far away, it may not be able to detonate, There are only two bullets left, but the distance is twice as far as the range, or more than twice, we have no chance to debug..."

Bang, the gun rang out, and the sound of the explosion sounded at the same time. The building that had not yet been completed was shaking constantly. Jonathan couldn't stand still and rolled to the ground. Smoke and dust billowed in his vision. He couldn't believe it. He hadn't finished his sentence yet. The ghost shot just outside the range, so it should be impossible to hit the target!

Beyond the effective distance, the trajectory of the bullet will change. It is difficult to predict whether it will hit the intended target, but he only stood there for a few seconds and fired without any hesitation. The bullet seemed to have eyes .

While Jonathan was shocked, Feng Zhannuo had already regained his footing in the aftermath of the bomb, but the gun in his hand could no longer remain stable. He hit the target, but he didn't know what the consequences would be. This was the first time .

The third floor was damaged by bombs on the upper and lower floors, almost completely collapsed, avoiding the still collapsing cement bricks, he rushed upstairs, when he saw Feston lying in the ruins, he suddenly jumped in several Stand at a distance of one step away.

He wasn't sure if he wanted to know the answer, he was afraid that what he saw was not what he expected.

The dust all over the sky was like a fog. It may have been only a second, or it may have been a minute, or longer, and someone moved between the piles of ruins.

"... Hey." With a weak voice, Feston fell to the ground, his face covered with gravel scratches, the steel bar was like a nail on a cross, which made him unable to move, but he could still speak, and he was still alive.

God, he's still alive.The beating heart stabilized, like a feather falling from a high altitude, the heart fluttered in mid-air, and finally landed.

Watched by deep eyes, a hot current surged up suddenly, Feng Zhannuo stepped on the gravel, and wanted to carry Feston out of the ruins, but the steel bar had to be removed, "Hold it."

He said something in a low voice, and held Feston down, and the steel erector he drew out brought out a fountain of blood.

Jonathan arrived, "How is the boss?!" He looked at him holding the wound tremblingly, the blood seemed to be unstoppable, Feston half-closed his eyes, and his consciousness seemed to be blurred.

Feng Zhannuo took off his shirt and tore it all into cloth strips. He moved quickly as if he had practiced countless times, and then carefully picked up Felston on his back so as not to touch his wound.

After getting no answer, Jonathan saw Clyde on the other side, and quickly picked Clyde up from the ground. He was fine under the cover of Feston, but passed out and was hit by a brick on his leg, probably at most Just broken bones.

The night was dark, it was already late at night, and the construction site was bustling again. The ambulance arrived long ago. Someone in the G team was shot, but after emergency treatment, none of them were life-threatening.

When the two wounded were taken out of the building, the whole building was still there except for the ground floor, which was almost completely destroyed. Led by Chase, the Shi team inspected the surrounding area, and several members of Hecate were arrested. When Jonathan and Feston finally came out and brought Clyde back. Everyone was pleasantly surprised and found that Feston was injured, and there was another flurry.

In the chaos, no one noticed that a ghostly figure disappeared inadvertently. The ambulance personnel were at the scene. Feng Zhannuo watched Feston being sent to the car with his own eyes, watched him leave, and he returned to his car .

The ambulance in the distance was driving towards the hospital, "Who treated the wound?" The emergency personnel on the ambulance saw the injury on Fieston's back, and they looked very surprised.

"What's wrong?!" Jonathan was taken aback and became nervous, "What's wrong?"

The first responder shook his head and smiled, "No, don't worry, it's okay, it's handled well, but it's rare to see someone do it so well, it's a bandaging method in an emergency, and this technique can effectively reduce blood loss. In other words, it is used a lot on the battlefield, in places where drug resources are scarce."

Jonathan was stunned, and then noticed that Feston's hand was slowly raised and tightened, as if trying to grab something, "Boss?"

Feston did not completely lose consciousness. He heard the conversations around him and knew that there was no one around him.

Feng Zhannuo...