Love Killer

The night outside the window was hazy, and the high temperature in the bedroom continued, as if it was going to burn out the last heat of summer.

The entangled human body is crushing the messy sheets, the sweat is swaying with the most primitive rhythm, the sound of rapid breathing, the man's low cry, the vibration of the mattress, intertwined into the most ambiguous scene in the dark night in the quiet bedroom .

The wound on the back was not opened, and he also saw all the expressions of Felston when he possessed him.

This man was just as he had imagined, making him feel the extreme experience he had never had before. Because the opponent was Feston, his emotions were particularly high. Facts have proved that body position and posture are not the key points. The person who is with him now is The most stimulating of the senses.

"Fei..." His voice was unsteady, his voice was trembling with extreme excitement, and his fiery breath gushed onto Feiston's face.

What answered him was Fiston's low voice from the depths of his throat, the arms tightly wrapped around his shoulders, tightening violently when he was too aggressive, like a warning.

It seemed that even the brains were boiling, and every part of the body was hot, like a high fever, and the heat was still rising in a straight line. When the pillow was pushed away, the mattress was deeply sunken under their weight.

Fiston's bronzed skin was blotched with dark red after his deep kiss, and in front of his eyes were raised muscles that tightened with his rhythm, and the sheets tangled under them, like their limbs, Sweaty, like the last struggle to die of dehydration, and the other party is the only salvation.

Feng Zhannuo has always been able to control his desires, but this time he couldn't.

They clasped each other's hands, and kissed Feston's strong chest muscles with hot lips. The air-conditioning outside the room continued to blow, but the room was full of heat, and the heat that burned the soul together became more and more intense.

He hugged Fieston's shoulder and left a kiss mark on it. He was very happy to see that he endured and showed that contradictory expression, which seemed to be both hard work and enjoyment. mix together.

The Caesar in the eyes of others, the greatest opponent he ever faced at gunpoint, with this thick short hair, these sharp and powerful gray eyes...

Not only a physical union, but also a collision of souls. Sweat dripped from Feng Zhannuo's forehead and landed on Fieston's skin, breaking through the suppressed satisfaction and groaning out from each other's mouths.

During the whole process, he couldn't think, as if Feston was the only existence in front of him, and everything was far away from him, as if he was approaching death. The extreme feeling that could not be described in words made him let go of Feston. After a few minutes, my mind was still blank.

The sound of breathing was the only sound in the quiet room. After a while, Feston sat up against the head of the bed, and the smell of cigarettes soon lingered in the room, permeating the air full of masculinity.

He leaned over to take his cigarette, took a puff, and touched his back, "Are you okay?"

The wound on Fieston's back didn't burst open, and given his physique, it wasn't too serious an injury, "Not bad." His voice was still hoarse, and Feng Zhannuo found himself the same.

"Do you want to take a shower?" After breathing out a puff of smoke, he returned it to Feston and put it in his mouth, "By the way, check if the air conditioner outside is broken." He sat up from the bed and looked at him.

There seemed to be unfinished ashes in the gray eyes, "Wash together? Unless you don't want to sleep tonight."

There was a profound meaning in these words. Seeing Feston's expression, Feng Zhannuo decided to maintain his strength, and curled his lips, "Then I'll go first."

Although his physical strength is good, but twice in a day, and each time is so intense, even he has to consider the possibility of excessive sexual indulgence.

He said it was twice, but he was not sure how many times. Neither he nor Feston were newbies. When they were in the upper position, they would try their best to prolong the process, but when they were in the lower position, they were both shocked by the strange feeling. This can be seen from Feston's momentary stiff reaction, although his body relaxed afterwards.

It's not easy to expose weaknesses to each other, especially to them, and he knows it well.

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom, and Feston was still smoking on the bed. Of course, the air conditioner was not broken, and the temperature in the bedroom quickly returned to normal. Checking the time, it was almost midnight, and he went down to make a phone call, and he put out the cigarette butt Go to the bathroom.

The water from the shower rushed towards him, "I just finished washing, do you want to help?" His eyes flicked past Feston's buttocks.

Feston threw him a bath towel, "I hope you like the pizza, I just ordered takeaway." Taking the shower, everything was blurred in the mist, fortunately blurred.

"It's too timely." Feng Zhannuo's voice echoed in the water vapor, "Is there a 24-hour store nearby?"

His hair was still wet, sticking to his face, there were traces of an affair on his chest, a few hickey marks, his slender body was exposed in the mist.

Feston looked away, but through the water mist, the scene he saw was already imprinted in his mind. This is a sophisticated killing machine, and every muscle in his body seems to be designed to maintain the best physical condition , the smooth skin is tightly attached to the muscles and bones, ready to respond to any changes at any time, just like the physique of a cheetah, without a trace of excess fat.

The feeling of holding Feng Zhannuo in his arms, the memory is still deep and has not faded away... Feston didn't let himself think about it anymore.

"There aren't many shops open all day on this street, and this pizza is not bad." Putting down the shower, he suddenly approached, "If those people are your old acquaintances, what are you going to do?"

Feng Zhannuo's footsteps to go out stopped, Fieston's fingers on his arm gradually tightened, "You said they were dangerous, what about you? If you want to shoot them..."

"Are you kidding, I'm a ghost." Turning around, facing the deep eyes of Fieston, Feng Zhannuo's eyes were smiling, and the temperature in the bathroom seemed to drop suddenly, "It's just someone I knew before."

"If they are your companions, I don't want you to kill them for me. To be clear, I don't want you to kill them for me." Grabbing his hand, Feston expressed his attitude, "I am the federal police , you want to kill in front of me?"

"A suspended policeman." Feng Zhannuo reminded him, and then turned his eyes, "If I don't kill people, they will kill you. Is it okay to fight back in self-defense?"

Bypassing the boundaries of the law, he will always have excuses, and Feston feels a headache, "It seems that I can only catch the mastermind as soon as possible, and I won't give you a chance to do anything." Let go, the weight in the sight makes people feel oppression.

"I think it's difficult." Faced with the pressure, Feng Zhannuo knew very well that it was almost impossible for a professional assassin to reveal the mastermind behind the scenes with a smiling gaze across the brightness of the ice spikes.

The doorbell rang, and the pizza delivery man came. They looked at each other, and Feston continued to take a shower, while he put on his underwear to open the door, took out his gun from under the sofa cushion, and walked to the door.

He first confirmed the identity of the other party, then opened the door, paid, and put the hot pizza on the table, "I'll eat them all if you don't come out—" he shouted towards the bathroom.

"Save some for me, or I will go to the refrigerator to find ingredients." Obviously, they are not in the mood to cook in the middle of the night, they are too hungry, and they are a little lazy, which may be the sequelae of successive intense and extreme love .

Feston came out of the bathroom wiping his hair. Judging from his pace, he had already gotten used to that feeling. Feng Zhannuo observed him several times, made sure that he was fine, and then prepared to open the lid of the box to tear the pizza. Pressing the pizza box, a strange sense of crisis suddenly arises. Something is wrong, and a thought flashes in my mind.

"Open the door!" He yelled, Fieston's eyes changed, he kicked the door open without asking any further questions, the pizza box flew through the air, fell in the distance in their sight, exploded ten feet away from the house, and burst into flames. The light illuminates the night sky.

In a few seconds, it wasn't just the pizza that exploded. They watched the supper destroyed by the explosives, and their hunger completely subsided.

"The phone has been tapped." After checking the phone, Feston found nothing suspicious. He raised his head and looked at the phone line outside the door. Feng Zhannuo understood what he meant, "Bugging is a low-level method, and It's too easy to spot, tapping the phone line is a good idea, but it also shows that the other party is not alone."

"Before the pizza is delivered to the door, as long as the delivery person's attention is distracted, it is not difficult to put a bomb in it." Guessing the possible process, he loosened the bath towel, went back to the room and put on his underwear, and when he came out, he had a bomb in his hand. He also cut a pair of gloves. "There may be clues from the fragments of the bomb."

He went to collect evidence, but Feng Zhannuo couldn't stop him, and stood guard around with a gun. The peaceful night was broken. The explosion woke up the surrounding residents, and the police car would arrive soon.

Although Feston was suspended, news about him spread quickly. The next day, all members of Group G knew about it, and a heated discussion erupted in the office, but Fukoff's order was They are not allowed to take over any cases, a group of people can only start from the clue of the killer Carmen in the office, and do their best to investigate.

At the same time, Feston was at home, Feng Zhannuo was opposite him, and the two sat face to face.

"It's time to give them a chance." Feston didn't seem to be affected by the bombing incident last night at all. He had a striped shirt, a neat suit, and a new pair of shoes. It seemed that he was planning to go out.

"You want to be the bait yourself?" He took the time to ask questions, but Feng Zhannuo was not surprised at all.

"Passive waiting is worse than taking the initiative." Standing up, Feston walked towards the door and reached out to him, "Are you interested in going shopping?"

The flickering eagle eyes meet each other in the sunlight.

The killer's mouth curled up, "Why not?"