After the rebirth, my paintings became popular all over the world

It is the woods behind the oil painting department.

The tall man let go of his hand, walked around in front of Lin Luo, and kicked him in the stomach.

Lin Luo didn't cry out because the people behind him covered his mouth.

But he was in a cold sweat from the pain, his abdomen was cramping, and his body curled up like a shrimp.

"Okay, let him go." In the darkness, a third person spoke, with a familiar voice, "I'm sorry he can't escape."

Lin Luo couldn't remember who it was for a moment, and when the initial pain subsided, he looked up, only to find that it was an old enemy: Miao Sujun's elder brother.

Lin Luo instantly understood the cause and effect.

It was nothing more than that he made his sister unable to get along in Gome and lost face, so he came to him to vent his anger.

Lin Luo suddenly laughed, a little sarcasm: "Why, your younger sister suffers from being unreasonable, and your elder brother is tough?"

Miao Yanjun folded his arms and looked down upon him condescendingly: "It's just a lesson to you, a bastard who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth."

During this period of time, there was no one in the oil painting department, and the whole building was pitch-black.

And there were very few people passing by here, Lin Luo knew that he alone couldn't beat three people, so he quickly thought about how to slip away.

A good man does not suffer from immediate losses.

Above his head, Miao Yanjun was speaking arrogantly:

"Your name is Lin Nuo, right? A poor boy who came out of nowhere. He thought he climbed onto the high branch of Jingyu, so he flew up the branch and became a phoenix?"

"I'm telling you, don't get fancy."

"Can Jing Yu's family like someone like you?" Miao Yanjun knew that his younger sister liked Jing Yu, but now Jing Yu seemed to only have Lin Nuo in his heart.

"Whether you like it or not is not up to you." Lin Luo couldn't help choking him.

He sneaked his hands into his coat pockets, looking for an opportunity to call someone for help.

However, Miao Yanjun's eyes were very sharp. He noticed Lin Luo's hand as soon as he moved it, and immediately kicked it over, just in time to kick Lin Luo's right wrist.

Lin Luo's wrist hurt. Although he couldn't see clearly, he was sure there must be a bruise on his wrist.

"You still want to find someone?" Miao Yanjun sneered, "Are you looking for Jing Yu? Don't worry, Jing Yu's house is so far away. When he comes over, we'll already be gone."

Of course Lin Luo knew that he had no intention of looking for Jing Yu at all.

Mao Jun is in the playground, not far from here, of course it is the most convenient to find Mao Jun.

But Miao Yanjun didn't give him this chance, he raised his chin and told the tall man:

"Give me his phone."

The tall man didn't say a word, and stooped to snatch the phone from Lin Luo's pocket.

Lin Luo fought with him, the first one to cover his mouth was the green hair, and immediately punched him, hitting Lin Luo straight in the face.

Lin Luo was unprepared, and staring at the punch. The tall man snatched the phone, threw it aside, and shattered the screen.

On the screen, it is the well-being at work.

The cracks ruined the man's handsome face.

Lin Luo suddenly became angry and got up to fight him.

But he has one against three, so there is really no chance of winning.

Moreover, that tall man probably has practiced, he has kung fu in his hands, plus he is tall and burly, it is difficult for Lin Luo to beat him alone, let alone three.

He quickly fell into a disadvantage and was surrounded and beaten by three people.

Lin Luo could only curl up on the ground, cover his head, fists and feet rained down on him, but he didn't seem to know the pain, and sneered:

"I thought you were a very capable person, but you were just relying on your family's great fortune to bully others."

"Without your family, what do you think you are?"

"I'm sorry," Miao Yanjun sneered, "who made your parents incompetent?"

"You seem to know how to draw, right? If you don't have these hands," Miao Yanjun said with a cruel smile on his face, "I see what else you can draw with."

"Stop." Miao Yanjun called the two of them to stop, hooked his lips and said, "Don't hit him, let me cripple his hand."

Lin Luo's usual calm expression finally changed.

He hastily put his hands back into his arms, not daring to protect his head anymore.

He was a painter, and if he had no hands and could not draw, he would not be him.

"Why, are you finally scared?" Miao Yanjun said, "Weren't you quite arrogant just now? I want to see how you are still violent after your hands are crippled."

Miao Yanjun's face darkened: "Do it!"

The tall man and the green hair immediately came over and grabbed Lin Luo's hand.

Lin Luo resisted, but they slapped her face several times, making her cheeks burn and hurt.

His two fists were no match for his four hands, but someone pulled his hand out and pressed him to the ground.

Lin Luo became anxious and tried to pull his hand back, but failed.

The cold moonlight fell sparsely from among the dense branches and leaves of the forest.

Lin Luo saw Miao Yanjun lift his foot and step on his wrist hard.

Immediately there was a piercing pain in the wrist.

Lin Luo hummed in pain, gritted his teeth, and his face turned pale.

Seeing Lin Luo's painful expression, Miao Yanjun smiled happily.

"By the way, let me tell you one more thing, your mother was indeed hit by me."

"But so what, the evidence has been destroyed by me long ago, and you will never be able to do anything to me. Low-level pigs like you are disabled if you are disabled. Anyway, not disabled is not much different from not disabled."

Lin Luo stared at him coldly, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he tried with all his strength to break free and beat the man's face to pieces.

But his struggle was in vain.

Being insulted and mocked her mother like this, Lin Luo's eyes turned red with anger.

"Are you angry?" Miao Yanjun sneered, "Just be angry."

"From today onwards, your hands will be useless, and you will no longer be able to draw. The painting skills you are so proud of will come to naught."

"Only my sister is the best oil painter."

"Fart!" The wrist was crushed by the sole of the man's leather shoes, and everyone said that the fingers connected to the heart, Lin Luo felt it now.

But even so, he would not allow people like Miao Sujun to tarnish oil paintings.

"She is a plagiarist, and she is the only one who also paints oil paintings?" Lin Luo snorted, "She is so good, why did she go abroad in a hurry, and dare not go to school in the United States again?"

Miao Yanjun suddenly increased the strength under his feet, narrowed his eyes and said coldly:

"I don't think you want the other hand anymore."

On the playground, Mao Jun was teaching Zhu Xiyue how to keep fit, how to run, how to breathe, how to stretch.

Zhu Xiyue sat on the steps around the playground, propped her chin and looked at him with interest.

She wasn't very interested in these things, but she found it interesting that Mao Junhong talked to her seriously.

The silly big man is so cute when he makes fun of it, much cuter than Lin Luo.

After listening for a long time, Mao Jun finished speaking, wiped his sweat on the corner of his clothes with his palms, and asked her helplessly: "How is it, do you understand?"

Zhu Xiyue blinked and shook her head: "No."

"Then I'll say it again." Mao Jun scratched his head, "I, I don't have the talent to be a teacher, you...just listen."

Zhu Xiyue looked down at her watch: "But it's already very late, let's talk about it tomorrow, and you can take me back to the dormitory."

Suddenly getting this honor, Mao Jun was so excited that he didn't know where to put his hands, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay!"

The girls' dormitory is far from the boys' dormitory. When Mao Jun sent Zhu Xiyue back to the girls' dormitory, he would pass by the woods of the oil painting department.

The starry sky was shining brightly, and the moonlight was just right. Mao Jun stood one meter away from Zhu Xiyue, staring straight ahead, not daring to look at her.

It should have been a good time, but Mao Jun didn't know how to take the initiative at all.

Zhu Xiyue secretly thought she was a fool, but suddenly heard some strange voices coming from the woods.

Zhu Xiyue paused and listened carefully.

Mao Jun was about to open his mouth to ask her what's wrong, Zhu Xiyue quickly covered Mao Jun's mouth, and whispered: "Shh."

She pointed to the woods: "Listen, is there any strange sound?"

The girl's warm and soft palm was pressed against her lips, and Mao Jun's entire face immediately flushed red.

Everyone is dizzy.

He gathered himself together, listened carefully, and sure enough, he heard a voice in the woods, as if... how many people were beating someone?

Zhu Xiyue quickly pulled Mao Jun to hide behind a big tree, and observed carefully under the moonlight.

They saw a man with his back turned to them, stepping on another man's hand, and two people beside him were pressing down on the man on the ground.

And that person on the ground... was Lin Luo!

Zhu Xiyue's pupils shrank, and before she could react, Mao Jun exploded.

He picked up a stick from the ground and rushed out.

Seeing his brother being beaten, Mao Jun's temples bulged, he rushed to the scene quickly, and hit the tall man on the head with a sap.

Although he rushed quickly, he was not stupid.

The tall man seemed to be the most difficult to deal with among the three. Of course, he must be the first to deal with him when he engages in a sneak attack.

However, the eyes in the woods were already rotten, Mao Jun knocked down with a stick, and the stick broke in response.

The man only had a pain in the head, and turned around while clutching the top of his head, only to be punched in the face by Mao Jun.

Zhu Xiyue also rushed over.

Her target is Miao Yanjun.

Zhu Xiyue screamed and picked up her bag and threw it at Miao Yanjun's face with all her might, yelling, "You're molesting, you're molesting!"

The word "indecent" works better sometimes than others.

Miao Yanjun was caught off guard by being hit with a bag several times, his face was red with anger, and he said angrily while dodging:

"Who the hell is molesting you, are you still unreasonable?"

Zhu Xiyue ignored him and just yelled, "You're molesting, you're molesting!"

Miao Yanjun got angry, grabbed the bag in her hand and yanked it, Zhu Xiyue was staggered, and was so angry that she scratched Miao Yanjun's face with her paw.

After Mao Jun beat the tall man, Lu Mao was startled when he saw him, and then thought that he had someone to back him up this time, so he fought Mao Jun.

But he was unilaterally hanged and beaten by Mao Jun.

After the initial dizziness, the tall man tried to help with a dark face.

However, Lin Luo picked up a stone and smashed it on the tall man's head with a "bang".

Immediately bleeding profusely.

The tall man shook completely, turned around in astonishment, looked at Lin Luo, and then fell to the ground unconscious.

Mao Jun and Zhu Xiyue were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

This... is this a murder? !

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I edited yesterday's chapter and completed two chapters... and there is another update today.