C257 Who sent the killer?

The phoenix shook its head. She was used to this place now, and because of such a small matter, moving back would be very embarrassing.

"At least a week, but I will come back as soon as possible. If the research institute comes looking for you, you won't be able to come by yourself. Go back to the Extermination, everyone is here, it's safer."

An An reminded Feng.

"Right now, I am no longer the Lan Yufeng that anyone can bully. It's okay, you can go back without worry."

"En, I will leave tomorrow. If you keep your guard up, you can go back to the Extermination if anything strange happens. How about you let Little Bunny or Silver Snake accompany you?"

An An instructed Feng Dao.

"There's no need, I'm not a child. If there really is a situation, I will immediately rush to the Extermination, and it's not too far away anyway."

When Feng heard he wanted someone else to accompany him, he immediately shook his head.

Although Little Bunny and the others were good, in her heart, this was a private space between her and An An. She did not wish for anyone to disturb them.

The next day, An An sent Feng Yu to school as usual. It was just that he did not have the time to pick her up in the afternoon, so he instructed her to take a taxi back and not take the bus.

Although Feng agreed on the surface, she didn't take a taxi. Instead, she rode her own bicycle.

Although she had to ride for more than an hour, she enjoyed it.

On the third day after An An left, Feng came back a little late because it was on duty, and by the time he left school, the sky had already darkened.

Fortunately, living in the modern era, he didn't have to worry about not being able to see in the dark at night.

An An would call her every night at 8 o'clock sharp. Feng looked at the time and felt that it was a bit late, he had to go back as soon as possible.

She had wanted to take a shortcut, but as soon as she left the school, she found herself being followed.

The black car drove very slowly and kept a certain distance from her. Feng Zhenren turned into an alleyway that was impossible for cars to pass through.

She thought to herself, could it be that it was as An An said, the research institute has already discovered it?

Feng continued to turn and walk down the narrow streets, thinking that she had gotten rid of the car. However, when she was about to reach home, she found that the black sedan was already blocking her path.

Without any hesitation, he immediately turned the car around and ran towards the other side.

"Swoosh, swoosh …"

The bullet flew past him and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

How could this be like capturing a person? This was clearly asking for human life.

Were the people from the research institute going to take revenge as well?

Although she didn't have a gun with her, if it was just an ordinary killer, she should be able to deal with them.

She let the bullets whistle past her ears. Fortunately, her car ride was passable, otherwise, she would have died by now.

After a few more blocks, Phuong led them to an underground parking lot.

In order to kill without leaving a trace, on a night like this, this place was the only place that was relatively convenient.

As soon as she burst into the parking lot, the black sedan followed her in.

Throwing the car to the side, she stooped to use the vehicles as a barrier.

Without the gunfire, in the dark underground parking lot, it would be difficult for them to find her.

An An looked at the two men who were getting out of the car with their light. They looked like professional killers, but who sent them?

Don't know why? Feng just felt that it couldn't be a research institute. They were part of the national organization and wouldn't be willing to spend the money. If it was them, they would definitely go to the CIA or the FBI.

She reached into her clothes and held her weapon in her hand. She used a thin knife which was taught to her by her grandpa. Furthermore, her six throwing knives were made by someone else.

Two men, torchlight in hand, were in the parking lot, stooping over the car as they approached one of them.

No matter what, he had to get rid of these two assassins first. As for the details, he would ask Lao Shu to help him check them out later that night.

The basement at night seemed to be a little scary. Fortunately, Feng Chi was very brave, and slowly, he managed to get close to one of them. When An An shot out his throwing knife, he rolled down to the other car.

The killer didn't even make a sound before falling down, but because the sound was too loud, it moved another killer and he immediately ran over.

"Come on, we haven't killed anyone before, so let's just treat it as an experiment."

Feng Xing said viciously in his heart.

"Aches!"

After hearing the sound, the other assassin immediately rushed over in alert.

Feng moved quickly to the back of the car. When the assassin arrived, he quickly made his move by relying on the light of the flashlight that was rolling on the ground.

A knife shot down the gun in his hand and he leaped behind her like a bolt of lightning.

"Who sent you?"

He pointed the knife at the assassin's neck and said coldly.

"I didn't expect us to lose to a little girl. Who are you?"

The assassin was not afraid. Instead, he asked Feng Feng.

"If you want to know, do an exchange."

Feng Yu directly said without any hesitation.

"Good, it's not a waste to know who died before we died. We were hired by Miss Catherine, the property of the Rockefeller Family. Who are you?"

The assassin knew that his life was not going to be saved, so he didn't follow the killer's rules anymore.

"Smart man, but you broke the killer's code."

Feng Xing smirked. A person who couldn't even keep his mouth shut was not qualified to be an assassin. It seemed that these two newbies were really lucky.

"Listen carefully, I am a member of the Extermination — — Feng."

As Feng Xing finished speaking, he moved his hand as well. It was unknown if the assassin had heard the last word.

Looking at the two corpses on the ground, Feng calmly pulled out her own saber. She wiped off the blood on their bodies before pushing her bicycle out of the garage.

When he came out, it was already 7: 55. It was too late.

Damn it, I have to get on the bike as soon as possible, but by the time I got back to my house, it was already eight o'clock.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, his phone rang. Feng did not pick up. She went home decisively.

He wasn't in a hurry to make a phone call. Instead, he first poured himself a cup of water to calm himself down.

Halfway through drinking the water, his home phone finally rang again. It was already 8: 10.

Feng quickly picked up the phone.

"He's here. Just now, he washed his hair and forgot the time."

Feng Yi smiled and said after receiving the call.

"How long has it been? Is there anything unusual about the past few days?"

Although An An was suspicious, it was nothing as long as she was at home.

"No, it's always the same every day. It's so boring. When are you coming back? It's boring to feel empty at home alone? "

Feng asked with a probing smile.

Feng finally blocked An An's phone call. After hanging up, his heart was still thumping.

After hanging up the phone, Feng did not immediately go to sleep. She took out her six throwing knives. They were very thin, and the dragon's grandpa had specifically sent them from China.

The switch of the knife was also different from what it was now. It was a bit like the medium throwing knife in Wuxia novels, which was as thin as a cicada's wing.

This past year, she had been practicing throwing daggers. Although her martial arts had yet to reach perfection, it was more than enough to deal with ordinary killers.

The two killers were successfully disposed of tonight, but would the woman give up?

Would she send another killer to kill her?

She couldn't understand what that woman was so stubborn about. If only An An was interested in her, then she wouldn't care at all, but she was actually this crazy.

Feng was wondering if he should go talk to that woman.

But since they had already talked about it once, what else could they talk about?

Persuade her to let go? Judging from her crazed state, she probably wouldn't.

Was he going to kill her? Or had he let her kill him?

A little annoying, a little impatient, but luckily An An was back after a week.

As long as he could endure for another week, when An An returned, he would deal with it.

From a woman's point of view, she felt that if An An decisively rejected her offer, that woman would give up.

Thinking about this, her heart felt a little better. The killer had just been killed, so at least she wouldn't send more people to kill her so quickly.

Maybe it was because she was too tired during the day and didn't have any sleep. She just leaned on the sofa and slept soundly. She didn't wake up until dawn.

It was five in the morning when he woke up. First, he went to the bathroom for a bath, then he practiced throwing knives for half an hour, then he went out for forty-five minutes, came back to make breakfast, ate his meal, and rode his bike.

Although she didn't read the newspaper, she knew that the incident last night regarding the killer would definitely be reported.

She was even more clear that she would not be discovered this time. The monitoring facilities in the parking lot had been destroyed and there were no records at all. The most important thing was that the killer had died, and there was no evidence or fingerprints left on the scene, so she was not worried at all.

What bothered her more was what the woman would do next.

She felt depressed. On this day, she felt that there were eyes watching her every move from the shadows. Could it be that they discovered her so quickly?

Originally, because the killer wasn't from the research facility, Feng Feng had let down her guard. But now, this feeling caused her scalp to tingle.

It felt like a horror movie. Could it be that that woman had switched to psychological tactics when she saw that he was not strong enough?

After school, Feng no longer rode on the bicycle, but took the bus instead. She thought that it would be safer if there were more people, so she wouldn't be watched.

However, the more people there were, the more her scalp went numb.

Finally getting to her feet, she frantically ran back.

At night, not even wanting to cook, he ate an apple, drank a bottle of fresh milk, did his homework and went to sleep.

When An An called her, she wanted to tell him something, but she was afraid that he would worry about her, so she was more afraid that he would look for the members of the Extermination to help him.

The next morning, Ann decided to give up the bus and take a cab to school.

This was already the fourth day after they met the killer, and An An would be back in two more days. These few days, Feng was in low spirits, and even had dark circles under her eyes, she felt that someone was watching her at home. She checked the windows and all the corners in the house, but did not find any problems.

Friday, Feng had already made up her mind that she would not be going back after school today and would instead go back to the Extermination. As long as she could make it through this weekend, An An would be back on Monday.

But in the evening, when she took a taxi, she dozed off in the car.

When the car stopped, she instinctively pulled the door open and got off. When she got out of the car, she discovered that there was something wrong.

This was a rubbish dump that couldn't be seen. She had an impression of it, it seemed to be the place where Catherine was kidnapped.

"Who are you?"

Seeing the chauffeur get off the car, Feng immediately became alert.

"Miss Lan, I'm so sorry. Who told you to offend someone you shouldn't have?"

The driver smiled sympathetically as a military dagger appeared in his hand.

"You are also Catherine's man?"

Feng Shen's face darkened. That woman was truly insane. She had repeated herself again and again.

Was there going to be another three if he solved the problem this time?

"I'm sorry for taking people's money and getting along well with them."

As the man spoke, he blew a whistle. Feng Feng looked around vigilantly. In an instant, there were more than ten people.

Feng Leng snorted coldly as he prepared to fight when he saw the men gathering.

With a sweep of her eyes, she knew the number of men. Thirteen strong men, if they were three years ago, they would have definitely died. But today, she would not easily admit defeat.

"Brothers, let's go."

As soon as the driver said this, the men with knives and sticks rushed over.

Without a weapon, Phuong aimed at the first man, bent over him, and kicked back.

She grabbed a man in front of her as the club swung toward her.

Her strength was still insufficient. After ten rounds, she felt that her strength had failed her and her speed had become a little slow.

Originally, her nimble body relied on her speed. But now, when she slowed down, she was immediately struck by a rod. Furthermore, it struck her arm, causing her to scream in pain.

"I'll give you a chance. If you leave now, you will have a chance to live."