Ace Sniper: Husband is Going To Fall Down

The mastermind behind the killing of Chris and the others was named Fu Jiuzhong. This man is said to be a descendant of the family. Not only is he extremely valuable, but his family relationship is deeply rooted and intertwined.

Chris and the others are the people of tomorrow. It stands to reason that they died here, and the day of tomorrow will not leave it alone. But when they found Fu Jiuzhong's head, the incident stopped suddenly.

Why would people like Fu Jiuzhong attack Chris and the others, the heir of "Twenty-Four" has no way of knowing.

Feng Xuelan knew that he had not lied, because once deeper matters were involved, they would not have the authority to understand the inside story.

Fu Jiuzhong, it is very easy to find such a famous person. However, Feng Xuelan also knew very well that to find him, he had to take great risks.

She still remembered several other people in the warehouse who were killed by cutting their throats. The people who did that could not only hide in the dark and observe that they were not discovered by Feng Xuelan, but they were as cold as her, killing people without blinking.

The fact that he can have such a killer under his staff shows that Fu Jiuzhong himself is not easy to provoke.

If you change to the past, Feng Xuelan will definitely treat such an opponent carefully, and she will do enough homework to arrange a retreat for herself.

However, this time, she didn't waste a minute and a second. After finding out where Fu Jiuzhong might be staying, Feng Xuelan went alone.

The rain seemed to be reluctant to stop, and it rained all day long.

As it darkened, a low-key black car broke through the rain and drove into a villa in a luxurious area in the city.

The bodyguard got out of the car and opened the umbrella, and then walked out of the car with a man in a delicate suit.

The man looked in his thirties and was tall, with a daunting temperament between his eyebrows and eyebrows.

He walked into the villa, went directly to the second floor, and opened the door of his study.

The heavy door opened silently, and at this moment, a surprised look appeared on the man's face. Because there was a man, a young woman standing in his study.

Feng Xuelan faced the man and said in a cold voice, "Fu Jiuzhong, I just came to talk to you today. There is no malice. You don't need to be afraid."

Fu Jiuzhong was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled. He walked into the study, closed the door, took off his suit jacket leisurely, walked to sit behind the desk, and pointed at the guest chair in front of Feng Xuelan, and said to her like an old friend, "What can I say? Sit down and talk."

Whether it is a wealthy nobleman or a well-known gentry Jia, Feng Xuelan has seen a lot of them when he was a killer. But Fu Jiuzhong was the first one who could face a person who suddenly broke into his study.

Feng Xuelan had a little admiration for this man. She sat down and said to him, "Someone told me that you sent someone to kill the family of three tomorrow. Isn't it?"

Fu Jiuzhong looked at Feng Xuelan, and did not answer her question. Instead, he said to her, "I think I seem to have seen you somewhere."

Feng Xuelan frowned upon hearing this and told Fu Jiuzhong, "I don't have time to circle with you."

Fu Jiuzhong laughed again and said to Feng Xuelan, "You can escape the security system here, and you can sneak into my study. I know you must be a very capable person. People like you come here. You can only find me for two purposes. One purpose is to seek revenge, and the other is to want money. You might as well tell me first, do you want to kill me or do you want my money?"

"Neither." Feng Xuelan shook her head and said in a deep voice, "I want to seek revenge, but the enemy is not you. I need you to provide me with something, but I want something that money cannot buy. ."

Feng Xuelan's words aroused Fu Jiuzhong's curiosity.

"Tell me, who is your enemy?"

Feng Xuelan got up, picked up the pen and paper on the table, wrote a place name, and then handed it to Fu Jiuzhong.

Fu Jiuzhong couldn't help but frowned when he took a look at it.

What Feng Xuelan is going to is a place called the Savage Island. This island is very far from the land and does not belong to any country. It has always been occupied by exiled pirates and vicious people. The killing is the norm on this island, and here is a **** full of sins.

Feng Xuelan told Fu Jiuzhong, "I hope you can find a way to send me to this place and provide me with one or two handy weapons. This should not be difficult for you."

Fu Jiu put down the note in his hand and looked at the storm again.

The woman sitting in front of him looked like she was in her early twenties, with some childishness on her face, but her eyes were full of fearless cold rays. Fu Jiuzhong knew that such a look in his eyes was not something that could be experienced casually. This woman was not only very capable, but also very simple.

He asked Feng Xuelan, "We don't know each other, why do you think I should provide you with such help?"

Feng Xuelan raised her mouth and smiled coldly.

"Although you did not answer my question, I believe that the information that those people told me is not wrong, that you killed the family of three tomorrow. The couple was dead, but the child Chris was one. Someone who is very important to me. You killed him, I should settle the bill with you."

Fu Jiuzhong also sneered when he heard the words.

"You mean that as long as I help you go to the Savage Island and provide you with weapons, the bill you mentioned will be wiped out, right?"

Feng Xuelan nodded, "That's right."

Fu Jiuzhong snorted disdainfully, "I am a businessman. I like to do business with people and do all kinds of businesses. But there is a kind of human business that I would not do, that is, desperadoes. This kind of business. People have no expectations for survival, and naturally it is not profitable from them." He looked at Fengxuelan with his oppressive eyes, and said to her, "I think you are a desperate now, your pair of The eyes seem to be dead, without any desire."

Hearing what he said, Feng Xuelan couldn't help but frowned.

The heavy rain outside the window beats a harsh rhythm on the glass, and the atmosphere in the study is very solemn.

Feng Xuelan stood up, walked to the desk, put her hands on the desk, and looked at Fu Jiuzhong.

There was indeed no light in her eyes, and there was a fearful darkness in her eyes.

"Have I said I want to do business with you?" Feng Xuelan's icy voice seemed to come from the depths of his soul, and it seemed especially permeating in this cold rainy night.

"I'm asking you to do those things, not giving you a choice." Feng Xuelan said, "If you do well, I will leave you with a bad life. If you don't do well, I Will count the new hatred and the old hatred together, and it will make you ugly to die."