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"Yo, isn't this Mr. He?"

He Yuxiu thought it was an acquaintance, but unexpectedly, this person looked very strange. He couldn't remember where he met such a person, but the other person seemed to know him, so he lit a cigarette very naturally. There was a puff of smoke in front of him.

He Yuxiu took a step back, looked at him with a frown, and asked, "May I ask who you are?"

Huang Er's face was a little uneasy, and he said with a cigarette in his mouth: "Painter He is such a noble man who forgets things so much, so you don't remember me?"

He stretched out his hand to pick up a cup, and shook it at the boss, who immediately understood, "Understood, Second Master, just wait, I'll go get you what you ordered."

Not long after, the boss took out an exquisite jade porcelain cup and handed it to him.

Huang Er looked at it twice, told him to wrap it up, and said lazily: "It's still the same, just put it in our boss Huang's account first, and someone will come to settle the account when the day comes."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at He Yuxiu, flicked the cigarette ash, and it happened to land on He Yuxiu, "Oh, I'm sorry, my hands shook a little."

Although he said he was sorry, but he couldn't help showing a little smug expression on his face. He Yuxiu brushed the dust off his body, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

No matter how dull He Yuxiu was, he could tell that someone was finding fault with this person.

"Heh... you're quite good at showing off..." Huang Er glanced at him arrogantly, and sneered, "Let me say something nice to you, what kind of big shot do you really think of yourself? In my opinion, you are a sour painter , I'm not very capable, so don't put on such a big air, it's not embarrassing enough."

He Yuxiu listened to this man's words, she was really holding a gun, and couldn't help but looked at him carefully again. After a while, he let out a long "oh", "So it's you."

Isn't this the rogue who came to him a few days ago to ask for a painting but failed, and almost fought with him.

When He Yuxiu thought of this, he didn't want to talk to him anymore. He put down what he was doing and wanted to leave. Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the door of the art and play store, someone covered his mouth and nose and dragged him into the alley from behind.

Someone kicked his calf, and there was a burst of severe pain. He couldn't help but groaned, his legs went limp and he fell forward a few steps, almost kneeling on the ground, and even sprained his foot. He cried out in pain for a moment. tone.

He stabilized his body, looked back, and saw two thin men surrounding him, and Huang Er was standing behind them, he sneered: "Oh, why is Mr. He walking so carelessly, why are you walking so carelessly?" You have to kneel down while walking."

He Yuxiu stood up, feeling annoyed.

"Why, I refuted my face and held a grudge, so you resorted to tricks to get someone to beat me?"

Huang Er's face suddenly turned ugly, he waved his hands, and shook his head, "Hey... What kind of beating and killing, we are civilized people, Xiaoliang and Xiaowu, did I ask you to beat Mr. He? No, I I just want you to invite Mr. He to discuss it."

The man named Xiaoliang and Xiaowu immediately approached the sound, and He Yuxiu sneered: "Discussion, what kind of competition is it, martial arts? He can only draw, so it's possible that you want to compete with me here draw?"

"Mr. He originally wanted to learn about painting..." Huang Er lit another cigarette, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he turned his back and said, "I told you earlier, Xiaoliang and Xiaowu, what are you doing in a daze, please He Sir, let's discuss."

Rather than asking, He Yuxiu was completely taken away, and her eyes were covered with a black cloth, so she couldn't see anything.

Along the way, he heard the sound of many people walking around, someone shouting "Second Master", and he heard Huang Er say "hmm", and he was dragged upstairs, walking up twenty floors of stairs.

I didn't know which house I approached, and pushed open the door. The cloth from He Yuxiu's eyes was removed, and he saw a fat and short man standing up from the table and shouting: "Second Master, you are looking for me!" ?”

Huang Er swayed twice, leaned on the table, hugged the man's shoulders, and evoked a foolish smile. He introduced to He Yuxiu: "Brother Qun—Guo Dongqun, just like you, is also a painter, don't you know how to draw?" Do you want to draw? You two have a competition."

Before He Yuxiu said anything, the guy named Guo Dongqun nodded hurriedly, with a flattering smile on his face, saying yes repeatedly.

He Yuxiu has never heard of such a famous figure among the painters in Ningpu. Here he is thinking about Huang Er's bad idea, while Guo Dongqun is ready.

However, what surprised him was that Guo Dongqun did not use the brush, but found a unique way to draw with his tongue.

Seeing him sticking out his long tongue to lick the paper, He Yuxiu wanted to rush out the door.But Huang Er naturally didn't allow it. Before he could reach the door, the two thin men stood in front of him.

"Why, Mr. He wants to leave before the competition?"

He Yuxiu was already furious at this time, he looked at Huang Er and said, "If you want to provoke me, congratulations, you have achieved your goal."

That Huang Er smiled and picked up Guo Dongqun's painting and shook it in front of him, saying, "Are you angry? Mr. He is too small."

He Yuxiu turned his head away in disgust, Huang Er forced his face back, "Why does this expression make you feel sick?"

He Yuxiu shrank back, but Huang Er pressed the painting on his face and rubbed it vigorously, the smile on his face disappeared, and a look of sternness emerged from his eyes: "Why do you only look at other people as disgusting, and can't see it?" Do you feel sick to yourself? Like you..."

Both of He Yuxiu's arms were grabbed by someone, and in a moment of panic, he raised one leg and kicked Huang Er fiercely.

His kick just hit Huang Er's key parts. Huang Er felt the pain and took a few steps back, his expression twisted for a moment.

"Oh shit…"

He slowed down for a moment, then limped, pinched the back of He Yuxiu's neck and pressed his head on the table, and painted the ink on his face again. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you like painting? I let you painting…"

He Yuxiu struggled hard, but was still pressed tightly by Huang Er. In an instant, there were several ink marks on his face. He became ruthless, grabbed the inkstone and smashed it. Huang Er dodged for a while, but the inkstone still hit the ground. his shoulders.

He cursed secretly, and squeezed He Yuxiu's hand faintly with increased strength, He Yuxiu could hardly breathe.

"dong dong dong"

"Who?" Huang Er asked angrily.

"Second Master, it's not good, it seems that someone has sneaked in!"

Huang Er's face changed when he heard the sound, he let go of his hand, told people to keep an eye on He Yuxiu, and hurried out of the room.

He Yuxiu propped up his body, gasping for breath, his neck was red, his face was black and white, very unsightly, the two thugs looked at him from left to right, Guo Dongqun was stunned and stood aside Don't dare to breathe out.

He Yuxiu never thought that Huang Er would use this method to humiliate him, and he had the intention of killing him right now.

He looked at the two people at the door angrily, and said, "Get out of the way!"

However, this place is Huang Er's territory, and those two people kept their faces blank and said nothing.

After a while, one of them was called out, and He Yuxiu had an ominous premonition in his heart. He looked around, and finally walked quietly to the table, hiding a brush in his sleeve.

Sure enough, after the man came back, he chatted with the person beside him for some unknown reason, and they walked towards him together.

Taking advantage of one person's unpreparedness, He Yuxiu stabbed him in the eye. The person was in pain, covered his eyes and stepped back a few steps. Seeing this, the other person hurriedly tried to restrain him, and He Yuxiu simply lifted the table next to him.

Guo Dongqun was afraid that this matter would affect him, so he had already slipped away.

He Yuxiu ran out at the right time, and saw that the place was winding and winding. There was a rather large stage on the first floor, surrounded by tables, and the lights were transparent. It was not a big world, but it was somewhere.

Someone was chasing after him, he didn't care to look around any more, and ran downstairs, but found that there seemed to be nowhere to hide.

Just when he was in a dilemma, a pair of big hands dragged him behind the curtain beside the stage.

A thick curtain blocked them. Behind the curtain was not a wall, but a small dressing room. There was no one in the dressing room at this time.He Yuxiu was wondering who pulled her in, when she looked up and saw Xu Shaoqing's face froze.

Xu Shaoqing was wearing a long robe, a hat, and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. He smelled strongly of cigarettes.

He Yuxiu didn't react for a while.

Why is Xu Shaoqing dressed like this?

And as far as he knew, Xu Shaoqing had no addiction to cigarettes.

But just as he was about to speak, Xu Shaoqing's hand covered his mouth.

"Shh... don't talk yet, come with me."