She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 189 It’s true that I’m not afraid of death
Don originally wanted to seek favors in the name of the hotel owner, but he was suddenly told by his subordinates that there was something wrong with the Chinese girl he had prepared.

The subordinates only know how to execute orders, but they don't think about whether the sudden accident has ulterior motives.

That's why he suddenly decided to take that woman away. There was no guarantee that he wasn't coming for one of them.

If an accident happened and the hotel owner blamed him, and the other two were not easy to mess with, wouldn't he be shooting himself in the foot?

Don walked into the room, took off his shirt and walked to the bathroom. His bare back was covered with tattoos.

"Bring people in."

Shen Manzhi's mask was taken off, the black ribbon was wrapped again, and he wore a pearl white modified cheongsam that made people feel affectionate.

She was brought into the room in a holding position on both sides of her shoulders, but she could only hear the sound of running water.

She moved her ears toward the source of the sound. The man wiped his hands casually with a towel and came out of the bathroom wading through the water.

There was a dead silence in Nuo Da's luxurious suite.

Suddenly I heard the man in front of me laugh.

"He is really not afraid of death."

The English he spoke had a strange accent.

Looking at the woman with her eyes covered, the black ribbon forms a strong contrast with the fair skin. A strand of hair is scattered from the top of the beauty to the chin, making people want to tear her apart.

He pulled off the black ribbon, and his expressionless expression suddenly became more interesting.

Those eyes trembled slightly due to the sudden exposure to light, and their long eyelashes were thick and drooped slightly. They looked pitiful to me, but the moment they raised their eyes to look at him, they were mixed with coldness.

It was very much like a hare being pinched by the back of its neck and constantly resisting in an attempt to struggle to escape. It revealed a tenacity and stubbornness that made people want to destroy it.

I didn't expect it to be so amazing.

really interesting.

"Your Chinese country has an idiom, what is it called?" He looked closely into the woman's eyes and smiled gently, "Be brave when you see justice?"

Shen Manzhi leaned back slightly, half-raised his eyes full of contempt, lightly turned his wrists tied behind his back, and looked around the room with his peripheral vision. There were a lot of people.

The man closed his eyes and took a breath like a pervert, "There is another word called helping others. You should be happy to do the next thing on her behalf, right?"

The man's expression changed suddenly in the next second, "Hold him up."

Someone held Shen Manzhi's tied wrists and dragged her toward a wall. There was a hook on that wall that happened to catch the belt between her wrists.

Different from the sanctimonious and gentle look just now, Don took out the belt on his body, and with the force of his arms and the muscles on his face, he exerted force on Shen Manzhi.

Shen Manzhi lowered her head, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. The pain superimposed on her body quickly turned into violence and rushed to her head. She was about to lose control and wanted to tear everything apart.

It doesn't matter if there are many people, the most is more blood on your hands and more injuries on your body...

Her long legs were slightly bent, and others seemed to be relieving the pain, but the force accumulated in her calves became more concentrated.

After three whips, Don threw the belt and motioned to the person behind him.

There were originally six or seven people. The man in the black suit quietly left the room, leaving only one person.

"Who sent you?"

Only then did I get to the point.

Shen Manzhi finally raised her head and leaned against the wall. Her eyes were bloodshot, but she slightly curled her lips, and the man's eyes were full of provocation.

"You just said it wrong."

"what?"

Shen Manzhi's voice was low and hoarse, but his tone was full of unattainable magnificence.

"It's not about helping others, it's about eliminating harm for the people."

As the last word came to an end, the wrist hanging above the head broke free from the hook in an instant, wrapped around the man's neck and pulled it forward, and the knees gathered force and directly pressed against the man's most vulnerable part.

Everything happened in an instant, not to mention that Don was completely unprepared this time. When he reacted, he was covering his lower body in unbearable pain with a face full of pain.

Shen Manzhi moved his body half an inch to the side, then circled his head with his wrist and slammed it into the wall in front of him.

Looking coldly at the people running towards the entrance, she leaned close to Don's ear and whispered, "I'm not afraid of death, that's why I said the right thing."

Don't be afraid if there are more people. At most, you will suffer more.

But she was afraid that Wen Lin would catch her and curse her again.

The violent factor dormant in her heart has never disappeared, and life and death are only a matter of her thoughts.

Those people said that she had the possibility of harming society and was extremely dangerous. In fact, they were not wrong, but she had really worked hard to control herself.

He often lives alone and doesn't like being in crowded situations. He never talks deeply with his close friends. He is greedy to make friends occasionally and avoids getting too deeply involved in relationships.

Even if she does leave one day, no one will feel sorry for her.

The big boss on the road never leaves any waste beside him. The bodyguards in black land their moves in fatal places, fast and ruthless. Shen Manzhi does not have the upper hand in a fight.

After the pain subsided, Don angrily walked to the bedside and took out a pistol. With silent eye contact with his men, he took the opportunity to shoot.

The thick smell of gunpowder smoke came out as the bullet was unsheathed. The man originally held the woman's body tightly, but in an instant he was broken free by a terrifying force. He felt her forcefully turning sideways in front of him with the force of her legs. .

The bullet grazed the side of the woman's face, leaving a trail of blood, and finally hit the wall.

The beauty was damaged in battle, her slightly bright eyes seemed to be indifferent as if she was determined to capture the prey, and those beautiful eyes gradually turned blood red.

When he raised his arm, a small sharp knife flew out of his sleeve and hit the gunman's wrist, causing the pain of breaking the tendon.

No matter how much the silenced gun is silenced, it can only block part of the noise. There are people left by Don outside the door who will rush in soon.

She quickly eliminated the people around her, rushed forward and pushed the man down on the bed, pressed one knee on his chest, pulled out the hairpin from her head and pushed it towards his throat.

Capture the thief first, capture the king first, she still wants to get out alive.

But the people who rushed in were a bit unexpected. The door was violently broken open, and a dozen people filed in, armed with M4 carbines, and surrounded the big bed in the room.

The gun was pointed at the person on the bed.

Shen Manzhi pushed down the hairpin in his hand and said without hesitation, "You have quite a lot of power behind you."

Don was even more confused and reluctantly said, "This horse is not mine!"

This well-trained militarized team is usually affiliated with the state.

The person approaching the door suddenly stepped aside, and with the regular sound of leather boots, the light coming from the corridor was blocked.

Shen Manzhi raised his eyes against the lifeline of the only chip in his hand.

Helande wore a black waistband combat uniform and military boots on her long legs, highlighting her golden-proportioned figure to the extreme.

Being one quarter mixed race only adds to her already stunning beauty.

The word "fierce" seems to be tailor-made for her.

Until then, she had always agreed.

Until this moment I saw the person in front of me.

It is a beauty that cannot be replicated simply by relying on flat photos.

In such an unbearable scene that others looked at, her messy black hair fell down to her collarbone, and a bloodstain ran across her flawless white side face. Her red eyes were filled with crazy wildness, fearless of the surrounding gun muzzles.

The broken, messy and arrogant beauty far exceeds her own appearance.

Helandai actually recognized the woman's identity at first sight, but at a certain moment when she looked at her, she had the urge to step away.

There was a sound of footsteps at the end of the corridor, but Helandai just looked at Shen Manzhi indifferently.

It turns out that she is Qin Yanfeng's existence that does not allow others to interfere with her in the slightest.

Helandai raised her hand sideways, put her two fingers together and slightly bent them, and the door behind her was closed.

She smiled and walked towards the man.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Just leave this to me."

Qin Yanfeng took off his gloves and glanced behind her.

Helandai's red lips were pretty and her smile was sultry. "Or do you want Consultant Qin to wait for me to finish handling the matter and then have dinner together? I'm very happy to do so."

Qin Yanfeng looked away and looked at her calmly, "I'm just here to remind you that Don's people will probably come to support you soon, so don't take it lightly."

"That's natural."

She was confident.

Watching the man leave without any hesitation, she folded her arms and tapped the rhythm happily with her fingertips.

It's just a pity that the person you want to cherish so much is only separated from you by a wall, and you may not be able to save your life.

Qin Yanfeng did not stay in the hotel. He sat in the back seat on the still bustling streets in the early morning, waiting for Zuo Yi to finish handling the matters upstairs.

Maybe he drank too much at night and was too tired from all the hard work. He felt a pain in his chest, so he lowered the window and lit a cigarette.

I always feel like something is not done well.

He rarely felt this way.

In the afternoon, he played cards with Lancer. He fed the cards to the opponent's mouth with ease and without leaving any trace, and gave away piles of chips with a smile, coaxing the rich man to imitate the Chinese and become sworn brothers with him.

Lancer obviously regarded him as one of his own, and matchmaking with top-level bosses was the best guarantee for making connections.

It's just that he is really not interested in the business done by the Cuban bandit Don in recent years, and he was even entrusted by others to eradicate this force.

Now that the investment has been obtained and the person has been captured, it stands to reason that he should get out of here quickly.

It was just the inexplicable reaction in his body that made him feel cold and dry.

You won't get into trouble just by coming here.

After smoking a cigarette, the left one ran over from the opposite road. This was not the main street. The road under the eaves of European-style buildings on both sides was dark.

After hanging up the phone, Zuo Yi walked behind the car and bent down.

"When Helandai was moving people, he happened to meet Don's people on the second floor below. However, the opponent's firearms and manpower were at a disadvantage, and they quickly fled. Helandai's people had all evacuated. .”

Qin Yanfeng put out his cigarette butt and closed the car window, "Let's go."

Across the street were shops under dim lights. Zuo opened the car door and was about to get in. He watched sharply as several people were chasing each other across the road, and they soon disappeared into the darkness.

Under the light and shadow, I saw pushing bodies, vaguely heard dirty curses, and the discarded items that had been put aside all fell on the man on the ground.

"It's Don's person."

I’ve just seen Zuo Yi, so I won’t admit my mistake.

Qin Yanfeng lowered the car window and seemed to hear the sound of fighting, "Go and take a look."

Zuo Yi closed the car window and walked briskly towards the other side of the road.

Under the dark arched corridor, the night wind howled through the alleyway. When he rushed to the corner, he saw several people lying on the ground and moaning in pain.

There was a back figure at the end of the corridor. The shirt on his body was blown up by the wind. Through the light and shadow, it seemed that there was only a thin layer. The force under his feet was different, and he disappeared into the corridor as soon as he turned the corner.

Zuo Yi glanced at the people on the ground and left without leaving a trace.

After returning to the car, he briefly stated, "One for five, I guess he was seriously injured."

The person in the back row didn't answer, just leaned on the back and closed his eyes.

Zuo Yi remained silent and turned around to leave the alley.