Quickly cross the boss, he is in love to death

Chapter 699 Chaoying Who Doesn’t Want to Be a Villain Is Not Good Winning Song 55
On the other side, Ying Ge was taken to Mrs. Yuan's mansion by members of the underground organization.

The mansion is quiet amidst the hustle and bustle, located in a bustling area, surrounded by all kinds of precious vegetation and stars, with high-quality style and luxurious atmosphere.

No one would have thought that the lair of the underground organization, which Chaoying couldn't find, would be in such a place.

Soon Ying Ge, who was still in a coma, was thrown into a dark and cold basement under the mansion.

A few minutes later, Mrs. Yuan's graceful figure slowly appeared outside the basement door.

She is wearing this gorgeous mermaid skirt today, the crimson color is like a rose blooming to the extreme.

The people guarding the door were still talking about Ying Ge inside. They all knew that Ying Ge was the rising newcomer Chaoying this year, with a peerless appearance and powerful force. They never thought of seeing her up close. It is even more shockingly beautiful, and it is a completely different beauty from Mrs. Yuan.

When they saw Mrs. Yuan, the guards quickly calmed down and bowed respectfully to her, then opened the basement door for her.

They couldn't help but take another sneaky look as the door opened.

Mrs. Yuan glanced at the two of them out of the corner of her eye, and walked in, waving her black feather fan and stepping on high-heeled shoes with pointed heels that could stab people to death.

"How can you watch what you shouldn't be watching?" Mrs. Yuan stopped after only two steps. She stood at the door, her red lips curled up as if flirting, and she turned her head and said something.

Immediately afterwards, without waiting for the two people to react, they turned their heads again, turned around and walked in and closed the basement door.

The faces of the two people left outside the door were as pale as paper, and their bodies trembled unceasingly, as if what Mrs. Yuan said was terrifying.

Three seconds later, the two raised their hands at the same time and clasped their eyeballs.

A shrill scream came from outside the door, and soon the smell of blood filled the air.

The basement with good sound insulation effect was not affected, only the sound of "da da" high heels hitting the concrete floor was left in the open space, with a sense of inexplicable coldness.

Mrs. Yuan walked to Ying Ge's side. She looked down at the girl with her eyes closed, and slowly looked down from her hair.

Because of the serious injury, her face was bloodless, but she was so beautiful, pale but beautiful, like a fragile and fragile porcelain doll, which made people want to care and cherish it, but at the same time couldn't bear it Live wanting to wreak havoc.

Every bit of the girl's perfect and exquisite facial features is a masterpiece sculpted by God, and the delicate and flawless skin makes Mrs. Yuan jealous.

Young and beautiful, peerless, overwhelming.

She just needs to lie here, and she doesn't even need to move to make Rengou fascinated.

Aren't those two idiots outside?
Mrs. Yuan sneered twice, and slowly stroked Ying Ge's sleeping face with the feather fan in her hand.

"It's really jealous. You said I should peel off your skin and make a suit of clothes? Or destroy you and turn you into a complete ugly monster?" Mrs. Yuan laughed idiotically, "In short, I can't Let you be more beautiful than me, he likes my appearance the most, and always says that I am the most charming girl in the world."

As she spoke, Mrs. Yuan's face darkened. She looked at Ying Ge with poison in her eyes: "Chaoying, there is nothing good!"

In the next second, the black feather fan in her hand turned into a sharp blade, slashing directly at Ying Ge's face.

The sharp cold light combined with Mrs. Yuan's skilled technique, if it really fell on Ying Ge's face, then her beautiful and stunning face would definitely be disfigured, and it would be the kind that can't be cured and plastic surgery is useless.

(End of this chapter)