Rebirth of the Almighty Goddess

  Chapter 364 Who gave you so much power to threaten me?

  Dou Xiangling said politely: "Mr. Abel, my cousin and I are leaving, please let me go."

  Abel took a deep look at Zi Yi, leaving a meaningful look, then stepped back to the side, and made a gentle gesture to the two of them.

  Zi Yi and Dou Xiangling walk towards the gate together.

  Zi Yi doesn't care what other people say.

  The two had just entered the parking lot and walked towards the car they were sitting in, and Abel’s voice came from behind them again.

   "Purple, wait a minute."

   "What the **** does this man want to do?" Dou Xiangling frowned and turned to warn him.

   "Cousin, I am coming."

  Zi Yi first Dou Xiangling turned and looked at Abel, who was approaching her, indifferently asked: "What's the matter?"

  "Beautiful Miss Zi, do you mind having dinner with me tonight?"

   "Mind."

  Zi Yi said, her expression became colder: "I am a contestant who came to participate in the competition, why should I have dinner with you?"

  Abel looked at Ziyi’s face, and liked it more and more. He felt that this kind of woman as his mannequin would definitely be able to draw amazing human body paintings all over the world. Thinking of this, Abel’s voice was a little excited:

   "Miss Zi is not right. This international calligraphy and painting competition is held in Country X. I am from the X Painting and Calligraphy Association..."

  Zi Yi interrupted him: "Are you a scum?"

   "What?" After Abel reacted to Zi Yi's meaning, his expression sank: "Miss Zi, I sincerely want to invite you to dinner. If you don't appreciate it, do you know what will happen tomorrow?"

   "Mr. Abel, who gave you so much power to threaten me?"

"Miss Zi shouldn't know yet. My uncle is the curator of the art museum. You say..." At this point, he deliberately leaned towards Zi Yi: "If I do something with your painting tools tomorrow, your competition What will happen after...oh..."

  Zi Yi looked at Abel, who was suddenly covering his stomach in pain, and said indifferently: "I don't want to know what will happen tomorrow, but you will definitely be miserable today."

  After speaking, she took two steps back.

   Then Abel's body seemed to be controlled by an invisible force and beaten.

   "Oh...ohhhhhhh..."

  Looking at Abel who was beaten up like a rag doll, Dou Xiangling was surprised at first, then thought of something, and asked in a low voice: "Cousin Yiyi, are you letting..."

  She did not finish her words.

  Zi Yi nodded.

  Dou Xianglinghao looked at Abel with dispassion.

  At this time, the people coming out from behind came towards the parking lot. When everyone saw Abel, who was lying on the ground with a swollen nose and groaning pain, they were all shocked.

  Everyone looked at Ziyi and Dou Xiangling who were standing by and looking at Abel at the same time.

  Everyone walked towards the two of them.

   "Do, what's the matter? What's wrong with Mr. Abel?"

People from   X Calligraphy and Painting Association rushed to help people.

  Zi Yi took out her mobile phone and let everyone hear what Abel had threatened her just now, and at the same time let everyone watch the entire video.

  Everyone looked at Abel with incredible eyes.

   "No one hits Mr. Abel now, why is he so miserable?"

  "Did he deliberately direct and act by himself?"

  Combined with his threat to Ziyi, everyone feels the truth.

  At this time, the curator walked over with a group of people from the International Painting and Calligraphy Association.

   "What's the matter?" He looked at Abel, who was being helped to stand unsteadily as if being beaten by a gang, and suddenly furious, "Who beat my nephew?"

  Everyone looked at him and Abel with strange eyes.

  Zi Yi showed her mobile phone to the people of the International Painting and Calligraphy Association.

   Dou Xiangling's tone was stern: "Although we participated in this international painting and calligraphy competition in our own name, we are also the representative empire. So, did the people of the X painting and calligraphy association treat our empire like this?"

  The people from the International Painting and Calligraphy Association looked at Abel and the curator.

  The curator's expression changed several times at this time. He knew that his nephew liked to find ways to get people to be mannequins when he saw beautiful women, but he didn't expect that Abel had been chosen as an imperial contestant.

  His original angry expression suddenly turned green, but in his own heart he wanted to take Abel out first: "Abel, isn’t it like this?"

   "No!" Abel was inexplicably beaten by something unknown. At this time, his head was still buzzing, but he subconsciously denied it.

"Heh." Zi Yi sneered, and took the mobile phone to flick at random, and said while flicking: "Although I am not well-known now, I am also a member of the Imperial Painting and Calligraphy Association. Since Mr. Abel said so, I will just take The video was sent to the people of the Imperial Painting and Calligraphy Association to solve it."

  Zi Yi's words made the curator's heart sink.

  Even the others were surprised.

  "Are you a member of the Imperial Painting and Calligraphy Association?"

   "Why don't we know?"

  X People from the Chinese Painting and Calligraphy Association and the International Painting and Calligraphy Association were also surprised.

  Zi Yi twitched the corner of her mouth, not in a hurry to explain.

  The curator pushed Abel a bit. Whether Ziyi was from the Imperial Painting and Calligraphy Association or not, he wanted him to apologize first.

  This kid usually has him wipe his **** regardless of the importance, but today he hit his idea on the contestants. Whether Zi Yi is from the Imperial Painting and Calligraphy Association, this matter was known to the people of the International Painting and Calligraphy Association, and it should be resolved immediately.

  At this time, the president of the X National Painting and Calligraphy Association, who came out one step later, asked such a large group of people here.

"what happened?"

  This time it was Dou Xiangling who stood up and talked about what happened.

The president of   X Chinese Painting and Calligraphy Association certainly couldn't make the matter serious, so he said to Zi Yi and Dou Xiangling with haha, "Miss Zi, Miss Dou, there must be some misunderstanding in this."

  "Is there a misunderstanding?" Dou Xiangling questioned: "Mr. Abel said that my cousin would not have dinner with him, so she would be unlucky in the game tomorrow. This is a misunderstanding? Or is your X National Painting and Calligraphy Association always like black box operation?"

   "No, no, no..." The president of the X National Painting and Calligraphy Association was taken aback by these words. He didn't dare to accept such a big hat.

  At this time, the mobile phone of the president of the International Painting and Calligraphy Association rang, and he went to the side to answer the phone.

The president of the X National Painting and Calligraphy Association continued to explain: "No matter what specifications our X National Painting and Calligraphy Association is engaged in, we adhere to the principle of fairness and justice. How can we operate in a dark box! What Mr. Abel said does not represent our calligraphy and painting association at all. "

The president of   X Chinese Painting and Calligraphy Association finished speaking and glanced at the bruised Abel with a deep gaze. He couldn't wait to go up and give him two more shots. When did this kid commit a mess, it happened to cause him trouble at this time.

  Now the president of the X National Painting and Calligraphy Association only hopes that Zi Yi will not be a member of the Imperial Painting and Calligraphy Association.

  (End of this chapter)