The Last Killer

He'll use the fire escape, down to the parking lot, Leo told himself.

The black-haired detective was running down the stairs with a gun in his hand, and he ordered himself to stop him and rescue the little girl.

In the empty and deserted underground parking lot, Leo really saw the back of the man in the dark green leather jacket, with the crying girl being carried on his back. "Stop! Let her go, or I'll shoot!" the detective shouted.

The other party stopped, and the moment he turned around, he pulled the girl off to cover his chest, and put the gun against her small head, "Shoot, let's see if it's your bullets or her brains that spew out faster! "The strong brown-haired man has nothing to fear.

The situation has reached a stalemate.The federal agents hesitated to pull the trigger, and the fugitive holding the shield retreated cautiously, only a few meters away from an SUV with the door open behind him.

"Help... Mom... help me..." The little girl struggled desperately, her cries echoing mournfully between the concrete walls.

"Shhh, sweetheart, your voice is too loud. I like children who are well-behaved and quiet. They even cry with sobs. That's so cute." The brown-haired man whispered next to her ear, his voice low Soft and cruel, the eyes sunken deep under the brow bone flickered with a frantic light, like a gloomy swamp bubbling with boiling pulp.

"Let go of her, Taduo, let her go, there is still room for discussion between us." The agent said.

"No~no~no." The fugitive's refusal tone seemed to be humming an irritating song, "I will not give up the prey I caught, look, what a beautiful deer, he must be very, very Delicious, isn't it?"

"he"?The black-haired detective was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly found a figure held in front of him by the murderer with a gun barrel on his head—that was obviously Li Biqing!

The Chinese boy looked at him with clear eyes, his expression was as gentle and calm as ever, "Shoot, Leo." He said, "I would rather be sent to heaven with one shot by you, than to go through extreme pain and take a shot at someone Perverted bitter hatreds shattered into hell."

"...No!" Leo yelled sharply, "Let him go! Let him go! You son of a bitch, if you dare touch a hair on him, I'll cramp, skin and tear you apart!"

"Really, then let me see your determination, agent. Quickly shoot, and then you can do whatever you want with me." The captor stuck out his dark red tongue, and slowly licked the boy's clean He stared at him with viper-like eyes, "You know you're going to shoot him, don't you? Right here, the carotid artery, the jugular vein, and a bunch of other blood vessels, his blood will be like splashed ink." Spray it on the dirty concrete floor. He will die a painful death, watching himself bleed out..."

"Shut up! Shut up the fuck!" Like a lion being besieged by a pack of jackals, Leo roared violently, not only because he was injured, but also because his partner and child were in danger.He held the gun in both hands, his index finger on the trigger making frantic requests for a pull, eager for his brain's approval.But he can't!Yes, he knew the consequences of this shot, he would definitely shoot the hostage in the neck, it must be so, there was no suspense, time and time again!

"Aha, you dare not shoot this time! Why? Oh, I see!" the murderer triumphantly announced, "You fell in love with this deer, and you want to taste his delicious taste. But it's a pity , he fell into my hands, you only have two choices, either turn him into a corpse now, or wait for me to send you his body parts - rest assured, I will choose someone worthy of him A precious gift box, and a beautiful ribbon."

The black-haired detective bit his gums to blood. If the anger in his eyes could turn into substance, the opponent would have been dead—but he couldn't pull the trigger, even though his whole body was tense and clamored for the shot, eager to almost break!

He couldn't, couldn't kill the boy he loved with his own hands!You can't just watch him being tortured and killed by a pervert!Like being roasted on the black flames of hell, the front side is the pain of despair, and the back side is the pain of despair. At this moment, he even had the idea of ​​pulling the trigger on his temple to escape——

A chest was attached to his back, and two arms stretched out from behind, firmly supporting his wrist holding the gun, and the warm heat and familiar atmosphere enveloped him.A clear male voice sounded in my ears, young, strong, sharp, with a slight British accent, like a knife painted with elegant patterns, easily cutting through the frozen air: "Shoot, Leo."

"No!" The black-haired detective flatly refused, before reacting: "This voice...is you—kill!"

"Shoot. You won't miss this time because I'm right behind you," the serial killer said. "Use my power, Leo, and together, let's end this damn cycle—"

The moment the gunshot rang, Leo woke up from his dream.

In the dim light, the surrounding furnishings reminded him that this was a hotel in Shuixia Town, and he was lying on the large bed in the VIP suite, experiencing a frightening and lucid dream, as real as if it had just happened.

The heat of another body came from his back, Leo moved an arm around his waist and turned around lightly, and found that Li Biqing was lying sideways on his back, fast asleep.The Chinese boy was wearing a close-fitting short-sleeved T-shirt and shorts. He was so hot that he kicked off the thin air-conditioning quilt, but his arms were wrapped around his waist, and he curled up on his naked back like a winter cat to absorb the warmth.

It was only now that Leo realized what an absurd and strange request he had made to the other party a few hours ago—and what was even more strange was that it was agreed to.

He looked at the boy's peaceful sleeping face and thought of the dream just now.The little girl in the dream turned into Li Biqing, and he could understand this: he thought the situation at that time was already the worst, but now he found that there was something worse, that is, the kidnapped person was his boy!If that was the reality, he didn't know if he would shoot—or whom!The choice on the cliff... It sounds like the curse of Officer Trivi, Leo smiled wryly.

But what he couldn't understand was why Sha Qing appeared in this dream?Yes, Sha Qing is a frequent visitor in his dreams, but it is limited to cases related to him, and they are all in the identity of a murderer for him to follow and observe.But why did the finale appear so strangely this time, like a series of TV dramas, where the villain BOSS in the previous episode turned into a decent helper in the next episode?

Leo recalled the scene in his dream inconceivably: Sha Qing stood behind him in an intimate posture, with his chest on his back and his arms folded, but he had no sense of crisis at all—could it be, subconsciously, he Think Sha Qing is a trustworthy person?hell!It feels like one of those shitty cop movies (there are a lot of them) where tough cops and tough gangsters get along with each other... damn it!They are your life-and-death opponents!Standing on the opposite side of black and white, it is doomed not to coexist together, what is there to regret!Could it be that he has been brainwashed by watching too many junk movies?Or because of that kiss after a narrow escape...

——The burning sensation burned from his lips, Leo instinctively licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, trying to extinguish the cluster of flames, but contrary to expectations, the burning sensation spread to the tip of his tongue and teeth, bringing a shuddering feeling Tingling pleasure.In an instant, another man's breath filled his mouth, flexible tongue, superb skills, and the taste of blood and passion, mixed with sweat and gunpowder smoke filled his nose... Just recalling that feeling is enough to make him His blood was racing, and at this moment Leo had to admit that sentence: "For men, violence and sex are often a pair of twin brothers."

At the same time, the boy next to him turned over and put his hand on his belly.

Leo found himself erect, swollen and hard like a hot iron rod.

At the same time, the boy next to him turned over and put his hand on his belly.

Leo found himself erect, swollen and hard like a hot iron rod.

At the same time, he is painfully aware that he is a thirsty man about to die by the lake, the water of life is close at hand, but he cannot drink to his heart's content.

He didn't know how much restraint it took to remove Li Biqing's hand from above the vital parts.

The other party seemed to feel the disturbance from the outside world in a deep sleep, turned over again, and then stopped moving.

This moment drove the federal agents almost crazy—the Chinese boy changed from lying on his side to lying on his stomach, the hem of his T-shirt slipped from his waist, revealing a small piece of smooth skin, and the end of his spine was sunken into a sexy shallow line. Pit, extending all the way down the blue panties.The thin fabric outlines the round and straight buttocks, together with a pair of white, slender, muscular thighs, which are placed in front of the eyes like a feast of delicacies, exuding a strong temptation and invitation - he is simply a living creature. A spring dream of color and fragrance.

Leo reached into his underwear desperately, closed his eyes, and imagined that Li Biqing's hand was holding it.It flicked up and down in the boy's hand, repeatedly swallowed in his mouth, and back and forth between his buttocks... The other party swayed back and forth under his violent impact, moaning subduedly, trembling all over because of the more intense pleasure , and finally sobbing and calling his name when the climax came... The imaginary scene made the brunette agent cum in no time!As if countless brilliant white fireworks exploded in the brain, the long-accumulated semen was spit out in waves, and with the deadly pleasure of exhausting strength, it wet half a pair of underwear.

Panting in the aftertaste of catharsis, Leo turned his face away from the bed, unwilling to look at Li Biqing next to him—it would make him feel guilty: this boy trusted him enough to share the same bed , but he regarded him as an object of lust and fucked him until he cried and begged for mercy in his sexual fantasies.

There was a faint fishy smell in the air, like a thought that was tried hard to hide but was finally exposed.The black-haired detective rolled over unbearably and got out of bed, turned on the shower in the shower, and rinsed off his sweaty body and sticky underwear.He put his still hot skin on the cold tiles, as if it could conduct heat, so as to draw out the burning desire in his body.After washing with cold water for nearly half an hour, he felt that he had calmed down, so he dried himself and walked back to the room.

The boy on the bed has not yet woken up, but has just changed his position and occupied the place where the other person was lying before.Leo saw his increasingly exposed waist and gracefully stretched limbs, and sadly found that he had still underestimated his vigorous desire—the things in his crotch showed signs of raising their heads again, and they were eager to move in the unsatisfied dissatisfaction.

The dark-haired detective dressed quickly, as if that would give lust a moral corset, and went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.He seldom smokes usually, and even has some distaste for the smell of lit tobacco, but now, he needs this uncomfortable spicy feeling to suppress the tight throat.

...Maybe I should find someone, a one-night stand or something, he thought, if the physiological needs are not resolved for too long, it will really affect the personal emotions, and even the reason will be weakened to the point of being vulnerable-think about it, if Li Biqing finds himself What kind of expression will you show if you masturbate to his body?Would it be cold and pitiful to say, "Leo, use your vacation time to get a girlfriend—or a boyfriend?"

Thinking of this scene, Leo felt extremely depressed: Why, the person he finally fell in love with was his future brother-in-law?But "the future"... the future has many variables, isn't it... he thought wanderingly, and then he cast aside his own darkness and shamelessness, even wanting to usurp his own sister's happiness!

forget it.He's fine, but it's not yours after all, Leo, forget it... He warned himself, letting the blue smoke diffuse from his fingers, completely anesthetizing his delusions.

The sky began to turn white, and the long night in this remote town was finally coming to an end.Leo heard some movement in the room.He stubbed out the cigarette butt in the full ashtray, walked to the bed and smiled and said, "Are you awake, boy? Good morning."