Chapter 254: The two-faced wild rose that the military commander wants to provoke (5)

"Reporting to the Marshal, it's a woman holding a pipa." The adjutant poked his head inside with a look of doubt.

"Xu Chong is in trouble. You guys handle it yourselves. Don't alarm the people on the first floor." After saying this, Wen Yansheng left with his two adjutants.

The bodyguard rushed into the box, but was at a loss what to do when faced with his boss's body.

"Check, send someone to check quickly."

"One person goes back to inform the Xu family."

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In the corridor, Wen Yansheng was stopped by the oncoming manager in a panic, "Master Jiu, Qin Can is dead, and his brother is furious. He is now raging in the private room."

Wen Yansheng's eyes turned cold. Two people died in a short period of time. Was it the same person or two groups of people who did it?

"Let them investigate, but let them handle the damaged items themselves. Also, where did the Pipa-playing geisha who was in Xu Chong's private room just now come from?"

"That person is new and is now in Marshal Li's box. What do you want, Marshal?" The manager was surprised.

Wen Yansheng strode straight to Li Hengxu's box, followed by the manager.

The moment you open the door.

Li Hengxu fell asleep on the couch. A woman in a bright red cheongsam was playing a relaxing song. The fur shawl made her skin look as white as clouds.

The moment she raised her eyes and looked into his, she slightly curled her lips, revealing a bright and charming smile, her beautiful eyes were full of longing, so beautiful that it made people speechless.

"The Marshal is obsessed with my pipa music?"

Wen Yansheng closed the door, took a closer look, then sat down opposite her, staring into her dark eyes that were filled with hope and asked bluntly, "Tell me, how did Xu Chong die?"

She was so scared that she made a mistake and the string snapped, making a piercing sound. "What? He's dead?"

The woman was so panicked that she didn't know what to do. The pipa in her hand slipped from her thigh and fell to the ground with a thud.

She stood up again, squatted down with her hands on her hips and picked it up. When she faced him sideways, her curly short hair revealed a section of her fair swan neck, and the red mole on it made his eyes fixed.

The next moment she stood up straight in her high heels, tall and slender, with plump hips and a thin waist, holding her pipa, at a loss for words:

"He was the one who asked me to leave, so why did something happen suddenly? I...I..."

"Except you, no one is there." Wen Yansheng leaned back, his dark eyes staring at her neck, and suddenly his interest grew.

"Does the Marshal suspect me?"

Although Wen Yansheng didn't say anything, his eyes staring at her were full of sharp inquiry.

She stopped pretending and put down the pipa. At this time, they were only two steps away from each other.

The swaying cat steps were full of wildness and temptation. When he came to his senses, the woman had already come to his side.

Unexpectedly, she blew gently into Wen Yansheng's ear, and a tingling heat penetrated his eardrum.

"You are very brave."

Not sure if it was a mockery or a compliment, Wen Yansheng put his big hand on her right shoulder and pushed her away.

But she was also fast and grabbed his hand on her shoulder.

The delicate and soft touch did not distract the man, but he did not expect her to exert force suddenly with her arms.

Wen Yansheng only felt that he was being pulled by a huge force, and even his strength was unable to resist.

She threw me over her shoulder and pulled me up from the chair.

The man showed an incredible look.

Wen Yansheng quickly supported her right shoulder with his other hand, but was grabbed by the woman's other hand, causing his tall body to sway in the air like a fan.

Wen Yansheng fell to the ground with his shoulders down, and the woman had already placed her hands on him.

The knees exposed from the side of the cheongsam were pressing against his vital points, her eyes were charming, and she smiled at him particularly loudly.

The clamps on his hands made it impossible for him to move his hands, and he just wanted to move his left leg.

Her knee hit it.

Wen Yansheng couldn't help but let out a low groan, his eyes piercing forward like a knife, his lips tightly drawn together.

She straightened her upper body but didn't press completely on him, at least her chest wasn't pressing on him. She still had a beautiful smile on her face, not afraid at all.

"Be careful, Marshal. If you move, I'll be scared. If I move, you'll be scared too~"

This was the first time in Wen Yan's life that he was threatened, and it was this kind of threat. He looked up at her eyebrows, and described her beautiful jawline. His eyes were as black as ink, dark and cold.

His voice was extremely cold: "So what do you want to do?"

She smiled softly, and the small hand that was pressing on his wrist kept hooking her index finger across his palm, and the heat from the skin on her thigh was transmitted through her military pants.

The woman's seductive red lips slightly opened, "Master, do you want to know how he died?"

Wen Yansheng's sharp and piercing eyes captured her, and she felt one of his hands loosen before she could react.

She had already put his hands together, raised them above her head, and pressed them down with one hand.

Seeing such great skills and strength, Wen Yansheng's face finally changed.

"In no mood!"

"But I think, after all, this is the purpose of the Marshal's coming here, and I want you to return with a full load."