The blue Caribbean coast has the purest Latin style. Corals or pearls sparkle in the sun, coconut trees and mangroves alternate with each other, and couples are affectionate on the beach.
The water in the deep water area is more green, and the waves crashing on the people snorkeling ashore appear even more dazzling white in the sunlight.
Shen Manzhi took off his mask, shook a few strands of wet hair from his forehead, and walked straight to the shore. Passing through the crowd of people playing on the beach, his tight-fitting black snorkeling suit attracted a lot of attention.
Her expression was light, but the slack corners of her mouth showed a bit of good mood.
The safety officer on the shore followed her with uncontrollable shock on his face. He gave her a thumbs up and praised her skills in English with a strong local accent.
Shen Manzhi smiled casually, chatted with him for a few words, and went straight to the rental and sales center on the roadside to return the equipment.
He came out of the locker room, walked around the corridor, and entered the bathroom. Just as he was about to turn around and close the door, suddenly a vein-covered hand got stuck on the lock. It looked like it was a man's.
Her expression suddenly changed, and she raised her leg with some ferocity and kicked the door out, just in time to hit the person outside.
In this very short period of time, Shen Manzhi looked at the person in front of him and slipped out a long, pointed knife from his sleeve.
The man is not tall, but he is full of muscles. He has a large tattoo on his exposed neck and a cold expression. Only those who have really dealt with this kind of person can understand the ruthlessness and gloominess in his bones.
Although he was hit by the door that was suddenly kicked open, he obviously did not give Shen Manzhi any time to react. He took a step forward and wanted to pull the person out, but unexpectedly the person in front of him avoided his movement with extremely flexible posture.
The next second, his throat hit the sharp blade. This was not enough. The woman pushed her knee up and directly hit the ribs on her left abdomen. It was as if she could hear a shattering sound. The tip of the knife was inserted in front of him and then pulled out fiercely.
The man punched the woman on both sides of her waist and abdomen, and the blade on her neck was a little closer. He saw blood, but the man didn't flinch at all. There was even a cold smile on his face, and he wrenched away the force on the woman's neck with amazing strength. He pressed her to the ground and pinched her wrist. The bloody knife fell to the ground and was kicked away.
Shen Manzhi wrapped his legs around his waist, used the force to turn over, and hit the man's chest hard with his elbow, and then landed on the cartilage of his nose.
Then I heard pure indigenous swear words from the man's mouth.
She sneered, her expression became colder, the fists in her hands fell like raindrops, and her hair, which was not dried, dripped on the man's eyelids.
The bathroom, whose window was blocked by coconut trees, was dark and humid. People who came in at the door were frightened by the conditions inside and screamed. The man was stabbed, and the wound to the cartilage on his nose almost killed him.
The woman who committed the crime was facing the light and couldn't see clearly. She just picked up the knife nearby and inserted it into the man's throat.
Blood spattered on the woman's body, and even her fair face was stained to her eyebrows, which made people shudder.
The eyes of the man lying on the ground were full of disbelief. His cloudy eyes were bloodshot and protruding. He seemed not to believe that he would die so quickly in the hands of this seemingly helpless woman. His legs were weak as he kicked. After a few times, he spit out a mouthful of blood and then lost his breath.
The person at the door was obviously frightened by this scene. He screamed, turned around and ran away. From the roar, he could hear that he was extremely frightened.
Shen Manzhi didn't even raise his head, he cut open the man's collar, and the tattoo on his neck extended to his back. Finally he saw it all, it was a ship.
She touched the man's pocket again and took out a note from the thin cardigan.
There was movement downstairs. Shen Manzhi calmly wiped the knife on the man's clothes, put the note into his pocket, stood up, picked up the cleaning tool behind the door, broke the toilet window, and turned over.
The tourism industry on the Caribbean coast is very mature, and there are many hotels and sea sports equipment rental centers on the shore.
Because they were making money, shops were opened very densely. The roads running through them were made even narrower by the mangroves on both sides. Shen Manzhi broke out of the narrow window of the two-story building, jumped down without any hesitation, and rolled to the ground. , the familiar movements only made her back feel a little impact.
Someone was shouting upstairs, but they couldn't catch up with the woman who disappeared into the lush forest.
The coastline begins to welcome the glow, and the red sun is half-covered at the end. The gorgeous scenery of the burning sky is dreamy and charming.
When Wen Lin drove there, he saw this scene.
The woman was leaning on the front of an Aston Martin, with a very attractive waist curve and a spark on her fingertips, lazily folding her arms and watching the sunset.
As she walked in, she saw the dried blood on her brow bone.
On the uninhabited coastline, there are even animal carcasses and bones on the beach. The jungle on the shore is dark and deep, making it even more eerie at sunset.
Shen Manzhi looked at the person blocking her from watching the sunset, raised her eyebrows slightly, put the cigarette to her mouth, blew out the smoke ring, and even curled her lips and smiled.
Wen Lin's eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and his eyes were full of anger, "You can still laugh even though you are carrying a life on your back."
Shen Manzhi raised his eyebrows playfully, "He's not the first one."
"Do you know you are being treated?"
Wen Lin's words were almost shouted, and indeed Shen Manzhi was stunned for half a second.
She spread her hands casually, "Tsk, these hands don't obey me..."
"The last time you were cruel, you put yourself in the emergency room three times."
Wen Lin interrupted her coldly, "Shen Manzhi, do you know that you are in danger now?"
"So? Are you going to lock me up?"
She looked at him leisurely, the last ray of light was submerged on the coastline, and night fell, but she was still so beautiful that it was a little distorted.
"Wen Lin, I've been like this before, you've seen me."
Wen Lin clenched his hands on both sides, watching her doing whatever she wanted, and the scene from two years ago could not help but come to mind.
The peace of the separatist forces entrenched deep in the jungle was broken. The dense forest blocked the river that only two people could pass through. It was dark and dark, and dyed red.
The man who came out of the corpse group was covered in blood, and he couldn't tell who belonged to him. He suddenly knelt down on his knees holding a long-handled knife. The blood flowing from his head gathered on his chin, and fell drop by drop under his body. Only the pair of The eyes are obviously extremely beautiful, but they are dull and lifeless.
He only saw it once and never forgot it.
My throat was rolling, and I couldn't say any more angry words.
"People over there in Cuba, if you take action, you have to know the consequences."
Wen Lin pulled out a square towel from his coat and handed it to her, "Wipe it." Shen Manzhi lowered his eyelashes slightly, looking at the flamingo embroidery on it, and looked away, "It doesn't matter."
I don’t know if she was talking about the blood on her face or the so-called consequences.
Wen Lin raised his hand to look at his watch and took back his scarf, "How many people did they send here?"
"On a."
"You shouldn't have killed me."
Shen Manzhi smiled and looked at him, "Are we waiting for him to kill me? We fought at sea two years ago, and the tattoo on his neck is a ship."
Wen Lin frowned, ships were the symbol of death row prisoners in the Caribbean.
Hibernating in the castle on the island, Shi Li took a tray and hurriedly took the elevator to the top floor.
The 100-square-meter open-air hot spring is steaming with steam. The body of the person beside the pool is hidden in the spring water, with his head lying on the marble, and his black hair scattered all over the floor.
Shen Manzhi still had his eyes closed, and his face without makeup was white and rosy due to the heat, and was pure and touching.
Shi Li almost took his eyes off her face.
Kneeling next to the woman, she put down the tray in her hand and said softly, "The boss asked me to apply medicine for you."
Shen Manzhi stretched out his hand, and there were scratches on the exposed shoulder blades of his back.
"Is your boss still angry?"
Shilii was slightly stunned, "I don't know. The boss finished explaining the matter and changed his clothes and went out."
She used a towel to dry Shen Manzhi's wound, but was stopped by the latter, "No need, it's a minor injury."
Ten Pills then put down the medicine, relaxed a little, and simply sat on his knees on the ground.
"Sister Manchi, you have changed a lot these two times you have been here."
The names changed, and they became a little closer in an instant.
Shen Manzhi answered the question with great interest, "What kind of transformation?"
"When you came here last time, I could tell you were in a pretty good mood," she seemed to sigh, her tone a little low, "but this time, it's been two whole months, and you don't seem to have gotten out of a certain mood. "
She looked at Shen Manzhi's closed eyes and asked, "Is it an emotional matter?"
Shen Manzhi curled up the corner of his mouth slightly, opened his eyes, and met those almond-shaped eyes accurately, "After falling in love with your boss, everyone you meet feels trapped by love?"
The ten pupils opened slightly, and his face turned red instantly, "Sister Manzhi, you...why..."
"When I went out for a walk at night, I saw you kissing each other no less than ten times in different places."
"..."
Shi Li lowered his eyes and said nothing, but the tips of his ears were red and bleeding.
Shen Manzhi had a smile in his eyes, "Are you embarrassed?"
She is thin-skinned and has short hair hanging on both sides of her cheeks. She wishes she could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it, "Sister Manchi!"
Shen Manzhi closed his eyes and said, "Put the medicine here. I'll apply it myself later."
"……it is good."
Just as he stood up and was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and leaned next to Shen Manzhi again. When she interrupted him, he almost forgot something important.
"Are you here to test my feelings for your boss?"
Shili's lips were slightly open, and he was predicted before he could speak.
"It's not what the boss meant... The doctor said that you have recovered well in the past two months, but the psychological intervention seems to have no effect at all. The boss also sees that you are making up nonsense to fool the doctor, but Sister Manchi, you yourself If you don’t want to come out, even if your boss wants to save you, there’s nothing he can do.”
Shen Manzhi chuckled. No wonder Wen Lin asked Shilii to talk. If he stood in front of her and said such words to her, she would definitely ignore him and turn around and leave.
"Sister Manchi, your mood became better before, was it because that was the person you liked?"
Shen Manzhi opened her eyes. It had been two months. During this period of treatment, she rarely thought about things in China.
But Shi Li's words made her think of that person instantly.
"No."
Her voice was a bit dry and hoarse, perhaps due to lack of water after soaking in the hot spring for a long time.
"Child, seeing blood can make me feel better."
Shili shook his head and said seriously, "It's different. I've seen your so-called mood after seeing blood before. I can tell it... someone has obviously made you different."
Shen Manzhi clicked his tongue. Shi Li thought she was angry, but he teased her again, "Wen Lin really likes you."
Shili lowered his head and curled his lips, "What does this have to do with him..."
Unable to be led astray, she returned to the topic, "The doctor said that psychological intervention requires cooperation. Maybe that person can come to you?"
Shen Manzhi blinked, his expression became hollow, and his tone was casual, "It has nothing to do with him."
She has driven people away, there is no chance.
