Chapter 138

In the castle.

Everyone was mobilized, and every place was searched, but no one who triggered the alarm was found.

"Didn't find it?" The middle-aged man standing in the center scanned the crowd.

"did not find."

"Is it still possible to fly? Are you sure you've searched all the places?"

"I've looked for it. Except for Miss Fourth's room."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man frowned slightly, and then opened his eyebrows, "If you really want to enter Miss Fourth's room, then forget it."

He called another person, "Go and ask Miss Si later, how many bags do you want?"

"yes."

A group of bodyguards and killers couldn't help shivering when they heard this.

Everyone knows that Fourth Miss is even more ruthless than them, if it falls into her hands, there will only be scum left.

...

Meng Ying has never seen such a crazy person, even crazier than her.

She stared at the woman opposite her, her winking eyes were teasing, "Little sister is not very old, but her tone is a bit loud."

"Are you not afraid of death?"

"Are you afraid?" Meng Ying walked over. She had already seen the room, and there were no weapons.

If she is scary, it can only be because her skills are very powerful.

Fourth Miss saw her coming, her pupils shrank slightly.

Meng Ying has been paying attention to her actions and the layout of the room, "Are you sick?"

"How do you know?" Fourth Miss asked.

"Your skin color is abnormal." Meng Ying said: "Girl, you are young and beautiful, don't use such a dark color."

Seeing that she didn't show any fear at all, Miss Si moved a little as if she was here to visit.

Meng Ying noticed her movement, quickly took precautions, and grabbed her wrist.

"your hands……"

Before she finished speaking, her whole body was paralyzed.

The whole person lost the ability to move, and could only let Miss Si help her to a black chair beside her.

Meng Ying stared at her hand, then looked at that cold and pale face, "Now I know why they said that if you fall into your hands, there is only one dead end."

"Why did you come to my house?" Fourth Miss took out a knife from under the pillow. The moment she pulled it out, the blade had a cold light, very sharp.

Meng Ying didn't panic, she had seen this kind of thing a lot before.

"Looking for something."

"Looking for what?"

"Find a pretty girl."

Fourth Miss frowned.

Meng Ying smiled at her, "Did anyone tell you that you look good?"

"Am I good-looking?" Fourth Miss thought seriously.

"Of course." Meng Ying said: "Could someone say you are not good-looking? Then this person has bad eyesight."

Fourth Miss stared at her, slowly raised her hand, and stroked her chin.

Meng Ying didn't know what she was going to do, but her jaw was split and her face was moving.

A piece of face was torn off, and under that beautiful and pale face was a terrifying appearance.

It was a burn, the scar was scabbed, but it was fresh and bloody.

Except for those beautiful dark eyes, there was nothing to recommend about that face, even the word hideous.

"Now, do I still look good?" Fourth Miss's lips parted, and the horrible scars on her face moved accordingly.

Meng Ying frowned, "The wound on your face is a burn."

"Am I good-looking?" Fourth Miss still asked.

Meng Ying was originally a killer, she had no sympathy, not even a heart.

Seeing her now, I feel a little sorry for her.

"You must have been good-looking before." Meng Ying couldn't tell a lie.

Fourth Miss stared at her for a long time, "You are not afraid of me."

"Before when people saw me, I was afraid of me." Meng Ying looked at her, "You are not afraid of me."