293 Wen Bingbing's Past (2)

In the ripples somewhere on the second floor, the Third Young Master grabbed a wine glass and looked at the mutant crystal in Yifan's hand with an evil smile on his face. The fat man behind him lowered his head quietly and looked at the Third Young Master, "Third Young Master, do you want to make a move now?"

The Third Young Master waved his right hand, turned around and glared at the fat man, "This is very rude, let's wait for them outside the city gate. It's been a long time since we've had such an exciting thing, so let's have some fun now."

. . . . In the two rooms, a woman with red face cream was surrounded by a red gas. When she moved her right hand, a colorful butterfly flew in from the window. The flapping wings emitted a faint purple gas, and a faint fragrance floated in the air.

Suddenly the door opened and a woman with red curly hair walked in. She was wearing a tight snake-skin-like outfit and a black and red venomous snake hung around her waist.