She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 277 Wish you good luck
Over the wall is a narrow alley filled with dirty water, sewage, piles of cardboard boxes and waste.

As Shen Manzhi walked, he took off his clothes and stuffed them into a cardboard box in the corner, then took off his short-hair hood and threw it into another shadow.

In just two years, not much has changed here except that it has become more luxurious.

When she reached the back door of the club, she was already light, the floral shirt underneath blew up in the wind as she opened the door, her long curly hair spread over her thin back, with the hair curled on her porcelain-white cheeks.

The dancers in the cabaret on the first floor of the club are swaying with charming smiles, while the dressing room backstage is busy preparing for the next performance and they don't notice anyone else.

The charming mama-san nodded at the young dancer's head and said, "Master Xun is coming to the museum today, so don't make any mistakes or make him unhappy. You'll be in trouble then!"

The dancer next to him turned her head, her eyes slightly bright, "Does Master Xun want a woman?"

Mama-san glared at her fiercely, "He has so many lives on his hands. If you are not afraid of death, I won't stop you!"

The dancer curled her lips and turned back to continue putting on makeup.

Shen Manzhi was leaning on the dressing table on the other side with one hand, drawing her eyebrows. She had a dark complexion, so putting on makeup was just the icing on the cake, making her look even more seductive.

The image of the man who had just disguised himself had been completely covered up. She put on a pair of earrings in front of the mirror, picked a skirt from the clothes rack and put it on, then avoided the noisy backstage and re-entered the hall.

The "Mr. Xun" mentioned by the mama-san was sitting in the front row of the karaoke bar on the first floor. He leaned slightly to listen to the person next to him, smiled a little, and tapped the cigarette in his hand on the ashtray on the tea table between them. After drooping the corners of his eyes, he casually glanced at the dancer on the stage.

Shen Manzhi stood at the end of the audience, leaning against the wall. The soft and hazy light gently caressed her face, as if adding a layer of sexy and fatal charm.

She tilted her head to tweak her earrings, then walked around the outside of the nightclub and went up to the second floor.

Compared to this unfathomable man, Xiao Jin is always easier to control.

From the second floor to the third floor, the murals and reliefs in the corridor were all inlaid with gold. Shen Manzhi stood at the stairs and waited for ten minutes until Mr. Xiao Jin came up from the second floor.

"Mr. Wang can stay here as long as he wants. There are a lot of things going on at home recently, so it's not appropriate to invite outsiders in."

Mr. Jin was talking to the manager beside him with his head down, "Brother Xun didn't come to pass on a message for my dad tonight, did he?"

The manager quickly shook his head, "No, Brother Xun is here to accompany the guests."

The "guests" here are naturally not simple ones. They can be accompanied by Brother Xun in person, and they are not comparable to Boss Wang.

They spoke in their native dialect, and at a very fast pace.

When Mr. Xiao Jin heard that this had nothing to do with him, he breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his back, looked up and was dazzled by the beauty in front of him.

"Boss Jin."

Shen Manzhi's tone was a little slow, and her soft voice became even more alluring. Her eyelids drooped slightly, making her look even more gentle and charming.

Mr. Xiao Jin's eyes were a little straight, and he went upstairs quickly, just thinking that it was a romantic debt left by him sometime ago. His gentle voice was in line with his pretty boy character.

"what happened?"

Shen Manzhi raised his wrist slightly, touched his shoulder with his fingertips, and then slid his fingertips out of the front pocket of his coat, as if complaining aggrievedly and gently pushing him away.

"You promised to celebrate my birthday with me today."

Mr. Jin smiled, winked at the people following him, and was about to hug the beauty and walk away, "I've been too busy, so I just got some free time. Let's go and celebrate your birthday."

"Boss Jin."

This voice was very familiar because the two times I heard it were only an hour apart.

Shen Manzhi's expression showed nothing, but she felt a little chill in her heart. She followed Xiao Jin and turned around.

As expected, Mr. Xun, dressed in formal attire, was seen at the stairs. He looked at Shen Manzhi nonchalantly, with the cigarette at his fingertips emitting scarlet flames.

"Brother Xun?"

Xiao Jin didn't know whether he should be happy or surprised, but when he saw Brother Xun's eyes fall on the beauty next to him, he suddenly realized something.

He immediately took a half step to the side and said with a smile, "I suddenly remembered that I still have some things to do. Brother Xun, please send this sister off for me. I'll go get busy first!"

Then, Xiao Jin, who thought he had made all the arrangements, quickly disappeared into the corridor on the third floor.

Shen Manzhi remained calm and even showed a slight surprise, but in his heart he wanted to pick up Mr. Xiao Jin and give him a beating.

The foolish young master who was easily deceived was eventually intercepted halfway.

The man looked straight at her without any aversion.

Shen Manzhi continued to play her own role and looked back boldly, but after staring at each other for too long, she felt something was wrong.

There was no desire of an ordinary man in those eyes, but more of a gaze and inexplicable exploration.

Shen Manzhi smiled, took out the only cigarette from the box from her handbag, held it between her fingertips, and walked towards him.

Her figure is swaying, and no one in this entertainment city can compare with her.

Xunye's eyes followed her movements, sweeping across every inch of her delicate features, and finally resting on her beautiful eyes. A piece of cigarette ash fell to the ground, Shen Manzhi lowered his eyes and smiled, raised his head as if by a hook, and tilted his head slightly in front of him, full of charm.

"Can I borrow a light, sir?"

He remained unmoved, just quietly staring at those beautiful eyes. The curve at the end of the eyes was very attractive, and there was a very thin and small mole under the eyelids, which could not be seen unless it was such a close distance.

Shen Manzhi couldn't figure out the other party's psychology, but he didn't back down. If he gave in at this moment, it would only make the other party more suspicious of him.

Xiao Jin always thought that Brother Xun had a crush on her, so she was smart enough to do him a favor and slip away.

Shen Manzhi was very clear that the man in front of her was not interested in her, but was testing her.

Because in addition to vigilance, there was also inquiry and...confusion in his eyes?
What was he thinking about?
The atmosphere was tense. Shen Manzhi's attempts to tease her were fruitless. He was about to leave with a sullen look on his face, but was pinched on the jaw by a hand covered in thick calluses.

"Brother Xun..."

Another voice was heard, and the man seemed to be running up from downstairs in a hurry. As soon as he entered the corridor, he saw this scene. The words on the tip of his tongue were stopped with great discernment.

It was the ferocious-looking thug who followed Brother Xun closely. Now he was seen in broad daylight, with a scar across his face.

When Shen Manzhi looked at the person in front of him again, he had already put the cigarette back to his lips, raised her elbow, lowered his head and touched the unlit cheap cigarette with the cigarette butt.

Two scarlet flames were between them.

He was ignoring her the second before, but now he seemed to be deliberately getting close to her.

The behavior was too inconsistent, and Shen Manzhi was caught off guard. Then he saw this man smile meaningfully and casually again, and his deep and bewitching voice was like whispering in his ears.

"Happy birthday and good luck to you."

Shen Manzhi looked at the deep contours between his brows and his charming eyes, which were captivating.

I always feel that those words are more than just wishing her good luck.

Mr. Xun let her go and turned to walk towards the scarred man who had just called him.

The man looked at Shen Manzhi several times, his eyes full of defense and hostility. He followed behind Master Xun and went downstairs together, "If Brother Xun is interested, I will take him to the room?"

The man put out his cigarette in the trash can in the hallway, his brows and eyes indifferent, "No need, Mr. Xiao Jin's people will not take away what others like."

The scarred man then got down to business, "The two people from Cangjiang that Boss Wang brought here are eating supper outside, and one of them has been gone for almost half an hour."

Lord Xun raised an eyebrow, "Oh?"

"He said he went to buy cigarettes, but he was nowhere to be found. There's been a lot of talk lately, and I'm worried that outsiders are more dangerous. I asked Mr. Xiao Jin to convince Mr. Wang to send the two back to Cangjiang first. It's best not to involve a third party this time. If they're undercover agents, it'll be difficult to deal with. Besides, you've suspected them, right?"

The man listened patiently and said nothing for a long time. He just looked up at him and suddenly smiled, "You are more thoughtful than me."

The scarred man remained calm and lowered his eyes slightly, "Brother Xun, you are joking. It was Master Bao who taught me well."

He snorted, "Then next time you go back, stay with Leopard Master."

The scarred man choked, lowered his head and said no more.

When the two of them turned the corridor, Shen Manzhi took the safe passage from the other side without hesitation.

It was still the same route she came, but this time she was faster. Her makeup was roughly washed off when she passed the bathroom on the first floor, and she picked up things that she had lost along the way.

The long hair was put into a wig with a coil, the jacket and trousers were put back on, the earrings were taken out and put in the pockets, and all the other burdens were thrown into a corner of the back alley where no one cared.

At the smoky barbecue stall, Shen Manzhi threw a whole box of unopened cigarettes in his pocket to Huangmao.

"Why so slow?"

Although he was complaining, he happily put the cigarette into his pocket and continued, "Someone just came to ask you where you were going. It should be someone from Golden Leopard."

Shen Manzhi sat down in his original seat. The barbecue had just been served and the yellow-haired guy didn't move much.

She looked around and saw that there were fewer sentries, probably looking for her.

"They're afraid that I'll run away and cause them trouble."

Huang Mao didn't care much, "They are guilty as thieves, so they are naturally afraid of everything."

Shen Manzhi smiled, leaned back against the back of the stool with her slender waist, and her eyes swept across the yellow-haired man's shoulders, across the street, and landed on the door of the club opposite.

The man with an indifferent temperament was standing with his thugs, looking over here.

The corners of her lips curled up slowly, she picked up the wine glass on the table and refilled it, clinking it with the yellow-haired man, "I'm afraid it's a good thing."

Fear will reveal one's true colors.

Sorry for the long wait, beauties.