Chapter 13 Beauty and Zombies

"Turn it back on." Missy flicked the ash from his cigarette.

Two henchmen stepped forward, one grabbing Li Nai's arm. They tried to pull him forward, but he was held in place by two hands at Li Nai's collarbone.

"Master, please don't punish her severely. She left the cell because of me."

Qi Shuihan's face was close to hers.

Li Nai twisted her shoulders, struggling. She was terrified that Missy would misunderstand and shoot her on the spot.

Missy raised her hand to smoke, her gaze fixed on them through the smoke.

Li Nai saw the two hands that had been clasped on loosen and slowly step back and fall.

As the two burly men escorted her away, she stopped and asked Missyco.

"How long am I supposed to be locked up? I didn't do it, and I don't know how those razor blades ended up—"

“I know.” Misik’s gaze swept down, a hint of gentleness appearing beneath. “Soon, you’ll be able to leave.”

He pushed her along with both hands.

Only three people remained in the open-plan office.

Misi glanced at Qi Shuihan's injured abdomen.

"You've really suffered. Sacrificing yourself to get information like this."

"It's not hard, as long as I can do something for my master." Qi Shuihan's face was pale, and she looked as delicate as a tender little flower.

"How was it? What did you find?"

Missy finished his cigarette, stretched his fingers out, and Merck, noticing his apprehension, brought him a water glass. The cigarette butt fell into the water. He glanced at the two women a few times, then quickly left the scene, locking himself in another laboratory.

“Li Nai was not sent by the person you mentioned. As for her background, I haven’t been able to find out yet.”

Qi Shuihan lowered her eyes and smiled inwardly. Li Nai was definitely not a spy for the Rose Group; she was.

"Hmm." Misik's voice was unreadable. "Take good care of your injury. The newly built stage needs you to be the headliner in a couple of days."

"The grand finale?" Qi Shuihan raised her face, looking at the other person with a puzzled expression.

Missy's expression was subtle, revealing a smile that didn't quite reach her heart.

"Li Nai, there's a shortage of alcohol in VIP room C23. Get some more right away."

"receive."

He put the walkie-talkie back into his waist pouch.

Li Nai straightened her aching back, looked at the main private room on the second floor opposite, and gently turned one arm.

Sister Wen, who was in charge of the dance hall, had instructed them that there would be important guests tonight, and Missy was taking it very seriously.

Sister Wen arranged a large number of performances, and many attractive men and women were selected to perform on stage and in the second-floor private rooms, resulting in a shortage of service staff and logistics personnel in the lobby on the first floor.

That's why she was able to get out of prison and help out. She did the work of three people.

They serve dishes on the first floor, deliver drinks on the second floor, and assist in maintaining order.

She pushed several cases of wine and took the elevator up to the second floor.

The door to VIP room C26 opened a crack early on, and a handsome man with a pale face peeked out. He frowned and waved his hand, urging them to hurry up.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Li Nai quickened his pace.

The private rooms on the second floor are filled with the guests' burly henchmen, so we can't be careless.

The handsome, pale-faced waiter didn't let her in; instead, he quickly carried several cases of wine inside himself.

She noticed that the other person's cheeks were flushed, clearly from being pinched and teased.

The handsome man with a pale face noticed her gaze, glared at her fiercely, and slammed the door shut.

They didn't even return the stroller to her.

Li Nai stared wide-eyed at the wooden door.

"Hey, you there. The one standing at the door."

Some women even called out to her.

She turned her head and saw Sister Wen.

The woman was young and had a side-parted bob haircut.

Tonight, she wore a dark gray fitted suit with a white shirt underneath. The wide collar was open, revealing her fair chest, and two large and small glossy gray sea pearls dangled from her collarbone. She looked capable yet stylish.

"Li Nai? Come here."

She walked over.

Sister Wen rolled up her sleeves, revealing her slender forearms, and put her arm around her neck.

"Follow me to the main private room."

"Huh? Me?" Li Nai asked in surprise. "That's not appropriate. The boss is talking to the guests, and I'm just an outsider..."

"It's just about serving drinks and replenishing supplies. The rest will be taken care of by the others."

Upon entering the main private room, four tall bodyguards stood guard outside the door, while the two on the right didn't appear to be from this base.

After searching her entire body thoroughly, the four of them opened the heavy door, revealing a section of partition wall that completely obscured the view inside.

Amidst the faint background music from the dance floor on the first floor, several people chatted happily, clinking glasses. Occasionally, pleasant young female and male voices would intersperse the conversation, working together seamlessly to please the guests.

The male guest occasionally let out a deep laugh typical of wealthy people.

Li Nai followed Sister Wen around the screen wall. Behind the wall was a passageway with entrances and exits on both sides blocked by glass bead curtains.

She peered over curiously. Behind the beaded curtain stood a black bodyguard, his large, dark eyes warning her.

Li Nai lowered her head guiltily and followed closely behind Sister Wen into the small kitchen on the left.

"You stay here and wait for instructions. If you need anything, the hostess will come in and tell you."

Li Nai looked around and nodded.

Sister Wen went out.

The kitchen isn't small, but it looks much smaller because it's filled with neatly arranged miscellaneous items.

There was an open space against the wall with a tall stool and a narrow window behind it.

She leaned closer to look outside. Across from her was a newly erected stage, its two-story-high red velvet curtains tightly drawn. A band was performing wildly in front of it.

After three songs, the sexy and fiery male and female dancers left the stage.

The music stopped, and the entire venue fell silent.

A host dressed in an extravagant top hat came on stage. She was beaming with excitement, hyping up the atmosphere through the wireless microphone.

A deep, resonant, husky voice.

"Sister Smoker?"

Li Nai was unsure, so he opened a small window, peeking out a gap of about three fingers, and listened carefully to the host's incessant chatter to discern the details.

Seeing that the timing was right, the host brought up the main event.

"Without further ado, let's get to the grand finale: zombies and beauties! Now, please welcome the zombies!"

The drums beat rapidly, and the red curtains slowly rose to reveal the giant iron cages used for animal fighting.

The stage floor automatically pushes forward and folds, with the iron cage moving behind it.

Several beams of stage lights focused on the cage, where a dozen or so zombies stood blankly for a moment before running around restlessly to the surround music, crashing against the iron cage with a clattering sound.

The host stopped gesturing.

The music stopped.

Shh. Look, our beauty has appeared.

He swung his arm in a circle, pointing it straight at the highest point of the iron cage.

A graceful woman tilts her head back, stretches out her soft and slender arms, and slowly descends with a pressure beam hanging from her back.

The lights shifted and shone on her.

The white wedding dress and veil fluttered gently upwards.

A veil adorned with rhinestones covered the upper half of the woman's face, sparkling with dazzling starlight. Beneath her upturned nose, her bright red lips were arrogantly raised.

Music begins.

As the woman continued her descent, just as her skirt was about to touch the top of the zombie's head, she twisted her waist and spun around the cage, her long veil billowing as if she were a celestial being descending to earth.

The zombie missed its target and ran in circles after the gauze skirt that was right in front of it.

When one zombie moves, the others, dazed and confused, also start running.

The woman toyed with the zombies, leaping and bounding left and right.

The rope suspending her had a section that could be extended and retracted freely with the dancer. Occasionally, she would lower her toes and deliberately step on the zombies' heads.

She let out a pleasant laugh.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly. This was followed by gasps from the audience.

A zombie grabbed the woman's skirt and wouldn't let go.

The woman raised her leg to kick and struggle, and behind her, the other zombies seized the opportunity to grab her veil, which was longer than the hem of her skirt.

Her veil was ripped off, and her delicate, beautiful face was now filled with panic.

Her alluring fox-like eyes kept overflowing with tears of fear.

More and more zombies tore at her skirt, revealing her snow-white feet and calves struggling. The steel cables overhead swung and clanged.

"Help!—"

The woman's feigned composure crumbled, and she looked up, desperately pleading for help.

The audience's emotions were a complex mix: worry, fear, excitement, and ultimately, a sense of morbid curiosity. They anticipated the bloody scene of the beautiful woman being torn to pieces.

Only one person's initial fear disappeared, turning into a sense of normalcy after surprise.

As Li Nai discerned the expression on Qi Shuihan's face, he couldn't help but want to cheer for her.

This is what an actor should be like.

She would worry about others and find it unbearable to look at them, but who was Qi Shuihan? He had killed more people than all the spectators present, and his methods were more cruel and terrifying than zombies eating people.

As expected, the situation took a turn. The woman took off her elaborate wedding dress, leaving only a corset and lace panties. She swung her long legs, clad in stockings, and flew away into the distance.

The wedding dress was left empty on the ground.

The audience erupted in cheers, but their disappointment was palpable.

"Waiter, hey, they're calling you."

Someone behind her knocked on the table and called out to her.

Li Nai looked out the window and saw a woman with heavy makeup, curly hair, and a red short skirt.

"What do you need?" she asked the woman in the short skirt.

"Get me a bottle of red wine."

The woman in the short skirt finished speaking hastily, turned and left, switching to a sweet, coquettish voice. Li Nai couldn't help but tremble.

She didn't know which kind of red wine it was, so she just grabbed a random bottle and took it out.

Lifting the beaded curtain, the black bodyguard made way. Li Nai tried her best to ignore the scorching scrutiny from above.

Looking up, the first thing you see is the open balcony overlooking the stage, a fantastic viewing spot.

The scarlet floor-length partition curtain was rolled up and hooked behind the columns connecting the balconies on both sides.

A set of black leather sofas faces the balcony, where people sit around.

Five people sat back and forth on the sofa.

On the left is Misike, one hand casually resting on the back of the sofa, with Liang Ge standing behind her, his roguish air somewhat restrained. He's dressed in a suit, trying to appear as an elite man. But in her eyes, he looks nothing like a refined scoundrel.

The person on the right is probably a guest, a man and a woman, who appear calm and composed, not infatuated with the handsome man and beautiful woman accompanying them.

The handsome man and beautiful woman were very perceptive, serving quietly and occasionally adding a few words of agreement and laughter.

Li Nai didn't approach the sofa; instead, she stood diagonally opposite, waiting for the woman in the short skirt to see her.

However, the woman in the short skirt seemed to have forgotten that even if she noticed her, she would quickly look away.

She couldn't move forward, nor could she retreat. She could only stand there, holding her wine glass, enduring the gaze of the black bodyguard behind her.

"It's such a pity that Ms. L couldn't see such a wonderful performance," the male guest said.

“I really want to meet Miss L. If it weren’t for her secret help, my brother and I wouldn’t have been able to handle this batch of high-level patients in our new research project at all,” the female guest added.

“That’s right. Miss L was the one who introduced us to Ms. Missy, enabling us to do big business. We should really thank her. This is a toast to her.” The male guest raised his glass.

Missy smiled modestly and raised his glass.

"Ms. L has a special status and says it's not appropriate for her to appear in public. If there's an opportunity, I will definitely invite her for a get-together. Best regards, Ms. L."

The three of them stood up, raised their glasses, and drank together.

The handsome men and beautiful women who were accompanying the three people to drink refills of their glasses.

Mishiko lowered his eyes to look at the flowing liquor. "Fifty thousand weapons are ready. I wonder when the handover will take place?"

The male and female guests exchanged a glance.

"See you at the usual place at noon five days from now."

Missy's eyes lit up: "Okay."

The three of them didn't say much, but communicated tacitly with their eyes.

"Hey? Those beautiful women performing are quite attractive," the male customer said, taking a sip of his drink.

Misi smiled knowingly and glanced at Liang Ge behind her.

A moment later, Qi Shuihan burst in, laughing and joking.

Qi Shuihan didn't change her clothes; she was still wearing that revealing lingerie and stockings outfit, her figure so hot it was almost nosebleed-inducing.

She deliberately passed by Li Nai, secretly winked at him, and casually took the wine.

"Oh, Master, I was having a great time, why are you spoiling my fun?"

Qi Shuihan staggered and fell towards where Mi Xike was sitting. Mi Xike leaned back, only letting the other person hold her arm.

"What an interesting beauty! Everyone else is afraid of zombies, but you're having so much fun with them that you don't even want to leave," the male guest teased.

Qi Shuihan gave him a haughty look.

Missy suddenly pushed her away.

She turned her head and glanced at it.

"Spend quality time with your guests."

Qi Shuihan pouted and acted coquettishly, then turned around and clung to Mixike.

"Master, I am your person."

Mishi glanced at her sideways, his calm face appearing ruthless. "Since you know you're one of my people, isn't it only right that you do something for your master?"

After saying that, she stood up, pushed Qi Shuihan away again, and apologized to the guest.

"You guys have fun, I'm going to rest for a bit."

"You must be exhausted from traveling back and forth these past few days. Please go ahead, we'll do as we please," the guests said understandingly.

Missy nodded and led Liang Ge away from the sofa.

Li Nai was hesitating whether to leave directly when someone grabbed her hand and led her outside.

Looking up, I saw Missy's shiny golden-brown curly hair.

Sensing her hesitation, Missy turned her head, her thick, long eyelashes slanting towards her, and her thin lips curving into a smile.

"Come with me."

Li Nai was somewhat puzzled.

What's going on? What did I do wrong this time? Has my parole ended?

Liang Ge pushed her forward from behind.

The group of them got off the elevator, but did not go to the prison or Missy's private residence.

They slowly walked around the edge of the dance floor.

"Want to go dancing?"

Missy asked her.

Li Nai wanted to refuse because her back and legs were really tired from standing.

However, Missy didn't give her any chance, as if the question was just a polite formality.

She was suddenly pulled into the dance floor.

He was squeezed in a group of writhing bodies with Missy.

The dimly lit environment with reduced brightness, the rotating neon lights flashing, and the music changed to upbeat electronic rock.

Li Nai was at a loss and confused.

Firstly, she couldn't dance, and secondly, she felt a chill run down her spine at Missy's sudden, friendly invitation to dance.

For no apparent reason, these two people who rarely interacted became so intimate. They were even dancing close to each other's bodies.

Li Nai awkwardly raised her arms, occasionally trying to twist her waist and sway her hips, but she was as stiff as a rusty puppet.

The colorful lights were dazzling, and she heard Missy chuckle softly.

You're laughing at my bad dancing?

A wave of embarrassment washed over her cheeks and ears.

She lowered her head and simply stopped moving.

A pair of hands landed on her shoulders from behind, and Missy pressed against her back, leading her in the simplest dance move—simply twisting her waist to the rhythm.

With their bodies pressed together, Li Nai could feel her buttocks being rhythmically rubbed by her clothes.

My face is getting hotter and hotter.

"Everyone is engrossed in their own world; no one will be watching you. Jump boldly."

As if to prove something, Missy lifted her chin, "You see, some people don't dance well either."

The hand holding her chin led her around to look at the people around them.

indeed.

Some people remained completely still, only shaking their heads wildly, while others danced like they had an epileptic seizure. They paid no attention to those around them, completely immersed in the music and expressing themselves.

Missy's words made her feel much more relaxed.

After the first piece ended, a lyrical tune was introduced.

The two did not separate; to be precise, Missy refused to let her go.

The two of them hugged each other, chest to back, and slowly spun around.

As Li Nai spun around, she looked up and saw Qi Shuihan looking at them with a half-smile on the balcony extending from the main private room—Qi Shuihan was dancing and playing with the female guests.

Missy is very good at leading people in dancing. Li Nai almost surrendered herself to her, while she closed her eyes and gradually immersed herself in the dance.

Unbeknownst to her, Mishiko's eyes behind her were unfathomable, and as she circled, she would warily observe her surroundings, as if waiting for something.

As one song ended, a new one began. The new song was incredibly energetic, with loud, energetic banging and deafening beats.

Li Nai was startled. Suddenly, a force pushed her back, and she fell flat on the smooth dance floor without any warning.

The next second, a series of crackling sounds rang out.

A group of people collapsed instantly.

Li Nai braced himself on the floor with both hands, his palms were wet and slippery, and then he fell to the ground.

This time, his face was pressed to the ground, and the smell of blood was overwhelming.

Blood?

She looked up in confusion at her surroundings. A large number of people who had been dancing energetically just moments before were now lying on the ground, and the rest were screaming and running away in all directions.

Missy lay on the ground.

Li Naixin's heart skipped a beat, and she crawled over to check on the person. She had forgotten that she could directly access the character panel.

As she crawled up to the person, Misiko suddenly opened her closed eyes and gestured for her to be quiet.

Just then, someone with a gun was searching the dead bodies on the ground.

"Check if the target is inside."

Li Nai instinctively felt that the other party was looking for Misiko.

Take a look at Missy's striking hair.

There's no way to hide it anymore.

We have no choice but to take a gamble.