Burning Goose ABO

Brent "Black Goose" was Gu Nianhan's name in the organization back then. At first, he was just an unknown junior in the youth camp, and no one appreciated him.There is no need for a person who is dying to be remembered, and he is just called by the code name "F" casually. Later, when he got better, after breaking out of the siege, Mr. gave him that name.

Thinking about it now, he can't even remember the face of his husband back then. He only remembers that the other party is always in a suit and leather shoes, standing high above them, looking down on them like they are looking down on ants.

In the eyes of the husband, they are not human beings, they are just machines used to kill people.

At that time, Gu Nianhan was the only person who could remember clearly, now he could only remember the blood-stained face of the other party at the last moment.

Gu Nianhan came out of the underground bar, he squeezed the handle of the knife in his hand.

Those who can use this code name to call him must be people in the organization at that time.

He really couldn't imagine that after so many years, who would deliberately find someone.

Wang Yu woke up amidst the noise.

The screams in the courtyard downstairs were endless. He opened his eyes in confusion, and leaned on the window sill with his arms bare to watch. In the night, he could only see a slender and tall figure standing in the rose garden. Several bodyguards on guard screamed. Lying on the ground, there was no movement after a while.

The man broke through the defense effortlessly, with agility and lightness, like a black phantom in the night sky, watching the entire night watchman army wiped out, and he didn't even hear a gunshot during the whole journey.

This scene was too dreamy and bloody, not as usual. Wang Yu was still immersed in the dream just now and couldn't extricate himself. For a while, he couldn't tell whether it was fact or hallucination.

The other party seemed to have noticed the line of sight on the second floor, and looked up at him. Under the moonlight, a pale and delicate face was revealed. It was so beautiful that it was not like a mortal. A coolness colder than night.

Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, only felt that this face was familiar, he must have seen it somewhere before, before he could think about it, there was a piercing wind in his ear, and there was only a muffled "boom", and a sharp knife had been cut deep into the ground. Dive into the wooden window sill of the face.

The blade shone coldly under the moonlight, and Wang Yu's heartbeat stopped for an instant.

"Fuck!"

He didn't take another look, and finally realized after a second, he ran into the room without even caring about putting on his clothes, tremblingly opened the drawer, and there was a pistol inside.

Big drops of sweat slid down his forehead, Wang Yu's face was hideously terrified under the extreme fear, his hands trembled uncontrollably, the magazine slipped from his palm, the man picked it up while cursing, and put it back into the gun.

The door was opened, and the footsteps downstairs had reached the stairs, the sound was gentle, and as they walked up step by step, there was a creaking sound from the wooden stairs.

The visitor didn't appear to be in a hurry, as if attending a well-prepared dinner party.

dinner?

Wang Yu suddenly recalled the owner of that pretty face just now.

"Damn...Damn it, son of a bitch." While cursing, he tremblingly raised his gun and pointed it at the bedroom door—at the moment the door was pushed open, without hesitation He pulled the trigger violently, "Go to hell!"

The bullet whizzed and shot into the door, and the glass shattered in an instant.

Gu Nianhan stood expressionlessly at the door, his cheeks were grazed by the bullet, and the blood meandered down from the wound, like a white rose covered with blood, it was frightening to watch.

Wang Yu finally saw his face clearly now, and shouted heartbreakingly: "I know you, I know you, you were the person by Pei Hezhi's side that day!"

He backed away, all the way to the window, there was no way to avoid it.

Wang Yu raised his gun again and aimed it in the direction of the door.

Gu Nianhan didn't seem to see the panicked appearance of the other party, he was still very calm, as if he was just dealing with a trivial matter.

He looked at the dying man in front of him, and he didn't even show mercy for a moment.

Gu Nianhan spoke in a calm voice: "Someone entrusted me to kill you."

The man's tall and thin body shook into a sieve, he gritted his teeth, wishing to tear him apart with his eyes: "Is Pei Hezhi right, how much money did he give you, I will give you two..."

Wang Yu didn't finish his sentence.

The knife did not enter his forehead, but in the blink of an eye, he completely turned into a dead man, fell backwards with his eyes open, climbed over the railing and fell directly into the flower bed downstairs.

All the changes happened in an instant, Wang Yu didn't even have time to let out a brief scream, and she had already swallowed her breath.

Gu Nianhan wiped the untouched knife in his hand with his glove, and with regretful eyes, he slowly pinned it into his lower back.

His familiarity with knives has reached the pinnacle level. With his own strength, he can clearly understand what angle to throw, and what depth can be pierced into a solid body.

Unlike others, he doesn't like to use firearms. In Gu Nianhan's perception, shining blades are already one of the few arts in this bloody darkness.

The night wind blew in through the open window, blowing away the last trace of the smell of blood in the room.

Gu Nianhan wiped the blood from his face and wiped it on his clean white gloves - this was the only red spot he saw today, other than that, his body was clean, without any trace of fighting.

He walked into the balcony, took the lighter that Wang Yu put on the bedside table, turned over, and sat on the balcony handrail with ease, his whole body was covered with moonlight, against the fragrance of the rose garden, it was really a beautiful scenery.

Gu Nianhan took out the list of Wang Yu's personal information from his pocket, then lit a corner of the paper with a lighter, watched it burn slowly, and the last trace of ash disappeared from his fingertips along the night wind, bit by bit. There are no traces left.

After doing all this, his restless heart was finally soothed in an instant.

Gu Nianhan sat quietly, he sat by the window for a long time.

The scenery of the rose garden is beautiful, and looking forward, there are mountains and peaks, hidden in the moonlight, only a silhouette is exposed.

For some reason, he remembered what he and Pei Hezhi had said to him when they were standing in the safe passage.

"Your heart is beating fast, why?"

He thought blankly, feeling his heartbeat, even when he was doing all the things just now, it didn't seem to speed up much.Because of familiarity and smoothness, he didn't feel anything when holding the handle of the knife in his hand.

Gu Nianhan blew the wind for a while, and felt that the blood on his face seemed to have stopped.

He turned over, took the cigarette Wang Yu dropped, and sat back down again.

It is an expensive pack of good cigarettes, but its owner can no longer enjoy it.

Like a beginner with no skills, Gu Nianhan lit the cigarette stiffly, then put it in his mouth, imitating Pei Hezhi, and took a deep puff.

"Cough...cough..."

The smell of tobacco rushed into the nostrils, and Gu Nianhan couldn't help but bowed down and coughed.

This was his first time touching a cigarette, and he was not yet familiar with it. However, the next moment, he picked up the cigarette again and forced himself to take a deep breath.

This is not a very comfortable thing, it is tantamount to torture.

Gu Nianhan is like a numb machine that repeats movements. Under the gray-white smoke, he keeps trying and fails. His eyes are already secreting tears under the strong stimulation of tobacco, and they fall down his face, but he still has no intention of giving up. .

It seems that no matter what, he can't know why Pei Hezhi likes to enjoy such things, it's like the world of two people is always far away, so far away that he can't reach it.

The more it was like this, the more painful the heart was, as if all the air pressure had gathered in one place, swelling to the point of bursting, and there was still nowhere to vent.

He had never felt such a feeling from Pei Shangze.

Someone once told him that as a hunting dog, pets are not allowed to be emotional, only loyalty is enough.Because of this, pets will always be pets, will not be jealous, will not compete, will never have delusions, and will always choose to be loyal.

Pei Shangze is his most loyal person, he can sacrifice everything for the other party, even his own life, his emotion for him is single and warm, just like a dog who follows its master and pledges allegiance to the death.

Pei Shangze could give him everything, he could explain all the confusion for him, but he couldn't teach him how to deal with such complicated feelings.

Gu Nianhan jumped off the window sill and landed firmly on the ground, the ground under his feet was soft and moist with nighttime moisture.

He never looked at the cold Wang Yu next to him, passed by the rose garden, picked off a flawless white rose, and pinned it to his collar.

The rose is far away from its native land, bobbing its head presumptuously in the night sky, exuding fragrance, pure and lovely.

Just like the teenager who escaped from the killer organization in a foreign country back then.