Chapter 191 She is her own blade
She raised her eyes, put down her last line, bared her fangs, and slid the sharp knife from her cuffs like a dart into the man's throat.
In the end, Violence got the upper hand.
In this case, it's better to play more thoroughly.
Shen Manzhi tilted her head slightly and pulled out the handle of the knife from the man's neck. Blood flowed back from the tip of the knife and stained her white hands.
It was obviously just such a simple action, but the people around her clearly felt that the woman's aura had changed. The darkness and blood merged, making her cold and terrifying.
Those who hold high positions are not stained by dust, and have their own blades unsheathed for them.
And Shen Manzhi is his own blade.
Stepping back, the tip of the knife points towards the gate of life, which is a dead end; facing forward, there is a killing that will flow into a river of blood, and it is an uncontrollable inner demon.
So how could he possibly hope to cure her dangerous personality?
He taught her to cultivate her moral character and be able to kill, but she forgot that she was in danger and everyone wanted to snatch the sharp blade.
She couldn't control herself.
The tip of the knife landed on the veins of the wrist, and it only took an inch of force to end it.
[Why can’t you learn to cherish your life...]
It was as if someone was whispering in her ear, with a tone full of care.
Shen Manzhi lowered his eyelashes slightly, finally relieved his hand, and the sharp knife stained with fresh blood fell to the ground.
In the endless virgin forest, Shen Manzhi, in ragged clothes, ran barefoot. He could not see the end clearly in the fog. There were footsteps and fighting sounds coming one after another behind him, and his breathing became more and more obvious.
She walked through the forest, and the thorny thorns scratched her delicate skin. She ran for an unknown amount of time, and after breaking through the fog, she saw the crowds of people drinking and drinking among the tall buildings.
Familiar faces in the crowd kept flashing before her eyes, and she beamed with joy. She didn't care about the branches under her feet that pricked her flesh, and rushed forward.
The man at the end of the corridor raised his head and drank the wine in his glass, then looked back at her.
Shen Manzhi seemed to be blocked in place by something and could not move forward. The familiar face made her feel stunned and her eyes instantly became hot.
The name blurted out, and the man put the wine glass on the waiter's tray and left without any thought, leaving only despair in his eyes.
The building was about to collapse, the high-rise building was shattered, leaving only a gray patch, which turned to blood in the blink of an eye. The people behind him were chasing after him, with the black muzzle pointed directly at his head.
She broke into a cold sweat, and her body's instinct intercepted the outstretched hand faster than her brain.
She didn't think of the expected gunshot, but the hand he held returned hers comfortingly.
Shen Manzhi opened his eyes suddenly, the lingering fear after escaping from death, and he was so frightened.
It turned out to be a dream.
When she saw the person in front of her, she looked slightly stunned and was breathing heavily before she could react.
"gentlemen?"
Si Dai calmly removed his hand from her clenched palm.
He stood up from the bed and gave her a meaningful look, "It wasn't me who shouted just now."
Shen Manzhi's fingers trembled, and his beating heart dropped again. He lay calmly on the bed, raising his hands to cover his eyes, his throat rolling as if he was choking.
The wrist was carefully bandaged with gauze.
Si Dai looked at her pale face and trembling hands.
Turned and left the room.
Leave her room to fully wake up.
The European-style villa has a wide view of the sparkling blue west coast.
Just as Si Ji finished drinking a cup of tea, there was movement in the room behind him.
Shen Manzhi held up his loose shirt and put on a pair of suit trousers that were obviously not his size, with the trousers rolled up several times.
After coming out of the bathroom, he picked up the glass from the island counter with ease, walked to Si Dai and poured himself a cup of tea.
Under the rolled-up trousers of different heights, there were white bare feet. She stood against the wall, and the gauze on her wrists was particularly eye-catching.
Si Ji turned away his eyes. She was so idle, but she was completely different from last night.
When she arrived at the dilapidated hotel in the early morning, Shen Manzhi was sitting on her knees, her wrists hanging down and bleeding on the ground. Blood overflowed from the bathtub and flowed along her body into the sewer. The entire dark bathroom was like a murder scene.
He was stunned for half a second before reaching out to feel her breath.
"Those who jump from a building are not afraid of death. What they are afraid of is the moment of weight loss, panic, self-blame, and regret. What they are afraid of is not dying, being disabled, paralyzed, and living worse than death."
Si Ke always likes to mince words when talking.
Shen Manzhi knew what he wanted to say and simply didn't answer.
"You are not afraid of anything, but you just don't remember that you are also a mortal body, and you always think about who can live longer than others."
Shen Manzhi lowered his head and sipped the tea lightly, without any extra emotion in his eyes, "When a person is alive, there is life and death. If it's not him, it's me."
The blood stains on her face were still there, and she looked a little more unruly.
"Sir, you taught me that only when you have tasted death can you know how to live. I have tried, but living is not much better."
Si Ji looked towards her.
The sunlight slanted, shrouding her with a layer of faint golden light. The person who had been given a reminder by the God of Death stood there intact, spreading his scars calmly and adding comments.
This isn't the first time I've seen her like this.
After the killing, there was a nightmare and uncontrollable violence day and night. But this was the time when I saw her having thoughts of committing suicide.
Shen Manzhi narrowed his eyes slightly due to the flash of light emitted from the sea, "Don was taken away by people from other organizations."
For overseas missions, Si Ji usually arranges other lurkers for her. It is not surprising that he can find her by following the traces.
Seeing that Si Dai was silent, she thought for two seconds and then raised her eyebrows, "You knew this a long time ago?"
Si Dai put down the tea cup and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, "If I knew, I would still let you risk yourself. In your eyes, am I so cold-blooded?"
Shen Manzhi looked at him and said, "Sir's thoughts are always unpredictable."
Si Ji smiled, like a flash in the pan, a stunning moment.
"China's overseas organizations, if Don falls into their hands, it can be considered an advantage for him."
If it fell into Si Dai's hands, it would be worse than death.
Occasionally, Linjiang would be involved in some difficult incidents that the central figures above could not intervene directly but needed to be solved. Such as the rumored special forces, but Linjiang's methods were simpler and more crude.
China's overseas organizations are subordinate to the state and do not have to have any entanglement of interests unless necessary.
Shen Man knew it and asked no more questions.
Si Ji stood up and arranged his clothes, "There will be a royal banquet in a few days. You can go with me."
She raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "I'm feeling ill."
It's rejection.
Si Ke took off his tail ring and placed it on the island table. He turned his back to her and said, "I need a dance partner to discuss business with someone."
Shen Manzhi looked at the ring, heard the slight sound of the door closing, and sneered.
Knowing that she is currently weak, why not let her go to work even though she is injured?
After Si Ji left, someone sent clothes over, all of them new seasonal styles from high-end luxury brands, as well as some clothes from private designers.
Shen Manzhi rolled up his shirt several times and walked barefoot downstairs to see the white maid working in the kitchen.
On the day of the banquet, Shen Manzhi picked a decent navy blue mermaid evening dress from the pile of clothes and was sent back by Si Dai.
"This one doesn't suit you."
Shen Manzhi found it funny and walked up the stairs holding up the hem of her skirt. Her legs were fair and delicate, and her makeup was bright and moving.
"If you want a sexy girl, sir, then find someone else..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw someone pushing something in at the door of the villa.
It is a gilt fishtail halterneck dress, which exudes a noble and cold temperament. The back is criss-crossed to expose the water-drop shape of the skin. The tulle of the same color is interwoven into a water-rippled bow, which is embellished on the back waist. The gauze hangs down to the feet. As the skirt tail spreads out.
Viewed from the front, it looks like a mermaid leaping over the dragon gate, as if in a dream.
Si Ji looked at Shen Manzhi who had put on his dress again, covered up the surprise in his eyes, and said calmly, "Let's go."
A royal banquet is just a banquet in a certain member's circle.
The person Si Ke was negotiating with tonight was having a lively conversation with members of the royal family.
After the dance, Shen Manzhi put his hand on Si Dai's shoulder and exerted force.
A big hand was around her waist. Seeing that she looked wrong, Si Dai led her away, "I'll take you back first."
"No need," Shen Manzhi supported his shoulders and used strength to leave his arms, "Go and do your work."
Si Ke was worried and sent her to the outdoor garden outside the banquet hall.
"Don't wander around. I'll come find you when it's over."
Shen Manzhi found a seat in a corner, sat on the sofa and stretched his temples, feeling breathless.
A lonely beauty always attracts a lot of side glances. After several rejections to no avail, Shen Manzhi stood up and grabbed a glass of wine on the way out.
In the brightly lit entrance corridor of the banquet hall, a group of people were walking from the end.
Shen Manzhi turned around and walked into the convex terrace on the side, preparing to leave after the group of people passed by.
With her back to the corridor, she could only hear the two leaders talking in French, one of whom spoke in a deep and honest pronunciation that was elegant and melodious.
The familiar, lazy and seductive tone passed through her eardrums countless times.
Shen Manzhi's brows were slightly stunned, and the tip of her tongue touched the roof of her mouth. When someone walked by, she leaned against the wall and glanced back.
Just one glance, and his expression was complicated.
The man always wears suits as gentle as jade and like a modest gentleman. He is always polite and polite. Under his thin figure, he has tight muscle lines and perfect mermaid lines.
There was the intimacy of skin-to-skin contact, and her body recalled the past entanglements before her.
I thought it was just a similar sound, but I didn't expect that the person I had just dreamed about not long ago would be seen so unexpectedly.
The conversation stopped abruptly, and the man suddenly turned sideways and looked back. As he was passing by a terrace, he saw a slim figure of a gilded mermaid in his peripheral vision.
Shen Manzhi turned around first and hid on the terrace, his adrenaline soaring and his heartbeat racing.
After a moment, the conversation continued again, and the footsteps of the people gradually drifted away.
She breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the wall to slowly resume her heartbeat.
What are you doing with a guilty conscience?
Shen Manzhi relaxed a little against the wall. After a few minutes, he walked out of the terrace and walked in the opposite direction of the group of people.
But on the other side of the corridor, the person who looked back at her went back the same way, looking at her swaying back across the long corridor.
Qin Yanfeng stood there with a pale expression, but a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, which disappeared as the man disappeared around the corner.
