[Comprehensive] Ninety-nine to one

After watching the sunrise on Mount Emei, Murong Jiu seemed to be interested in the beauty of nature.She carries drawing paper and paintbrushes with her everywhere, and whenever Fulin comes to her heart, there will always be touching strokes on the scroll.

Seeing that Murong Jiu likes painting so much, Gong Jiu half-jokingly said, "Sister Jiu is a good painter, would you like to make a painting for me?"

"The painting is not good." Murong Jiu shook his head, "Third sister's painting is good. Third sister likes Yan Botian's paintings. The paintings are as if they come to life. That's good." Saying that, a painting has been completed .Murong Jiu put the completed picture scroll in the painting tube, "If you really want to, someday I will seriously draw one for you."

"Okay, I remember."

Murong Jiu nodded: "Yes."

Gong Jiu originally thought that Murong Jiu didn't take it to heart, and thought that whenever he had time, he should specially remind Murong Jiu.However, when Murong Jiu went to the street to pick out scrolls and boxes, Gong Jiu knew that Murong Jiu had it in his heart.

"Stand still, I have to look at you to write." Murong Jiu straightened Gong Jiu's head dissatisfied, "Remember, don't move!"

Gong Jiu remained motionless for an hour, until Murong Jiu nodded and said "OK", Gong Jiu asked with a smile: "Is it going to be so soon?"

Murong Jiu felt strange: "One hour is not short, don't you feel pain all over your body?"

"It's only an hour, even if it's three days, I can persist." Gong Jiuman said indifferently.

Murong Jiu pinched Gong Jiu's arm, feeling that the muscles were a little stiff, and fixedly glanced at Gong Jiu: "Don't force it." After speaking, he helped Gong Jiu relax his muscles and relieve the soreness.

Gong Jiu's eyes flickered: "Okay."

"Let's take a look." Murong Jiu's first time drawing a person, the lines are a little stiff, but perhaps because of his keen intuition, Gong Jiu's contradictory feelings can be felt in the painting.On the whole, the charm of the palace is ninety-five and six points.Murong Jiu looked at the portrait and then at Gong Jiu, always felt that his painting was not good-looking: "You are good-looking, but I can't draw well..."

This is the first gift Gong Jiu received...

Gong Jiu has long forgotten the things about her childhood, except for her mother's death.The grown-up Gong Jiu, a gift?Heh, on Wuming Island, you can only get what you want by earning your own way, there is no such thing as giving gifts.

"Jiumei's painting is very good, I like it very much." Gong Jiu cherished waiting for the ink to dry completely, and put it into the painting box.I also feel that the painting box is too simple, "Tomorrow, let's order a painting box."

Murong Jiu saw that Gong Jiu really liked his paintings, and was also happy: "Okay."

The newly-made painting box is inlaid with gold and jade, so gorgeous that no one else would have guessed that what is placed inside is just an ordinary portrait of a person.

Gong Jiu and Murong Jiu didn't realize that it was such a thing for them to hold such an exquisitely crafted painting box carelessly in their hands. No, the thief missed it, didn't they?

In a simple snack shop, a gray-haired old man, with eyes that did not match his age, scanned the pedestrians coming and going on the street back and forth, looking for a target to attack.

oh?The man's left thumb is made of warm jade, the clothes pendant is the best mutton jade pendant, and the hair crown is made of gold and silver filigree intertwined weaving techniques, which is expensive; This is already priceless, the black pearls on the earrings are full of luster... Tsk tsk, two fat sheep!

Wait, what is this man holding in his hand?

According to the old man's years of experience, the paintings in the box are definitely good!

With a flash in front of Gong Jiu and Murong Jiu's eyes, the precious painting box turned into a tattered junk: thief!

Both Gong Jiu and Murong Jiu are masters, even if the thief took the lead and escaped first, they could still chase after him and gradually shrink the distance.

Gong Jiu's lightness kung fu is not inferior to this thief, but Murong Jiu's footsteps are a few steps slower, but Ming Yu kung fu's inner strength is endless, and the more it is used, the more it is used, so the speed is stable, and there is not much difference.

Being closely pursued, Sikong Zhaixing felt bitter in his heart: I have been chasing him for half an hour, why are you still staring at him so tightly?

A thief is most afraid of meeting two kinds of people: one is the person who likes to use fakes to confuse the real ones, and the other is the capable and patient people.When encountering such a person, a thief can only consider himself unlucky.

It was the first time for Sikong Zhaixing to meet such a hard stubble since he first came out of the rivers and lakes.

Gradually, Sikong Zhaixing became a little bit unwell, and the two people behind him were still chasing without changing their faces, Sikong Zhaixing accelerated, and after pulling away from the distance, he shouted loudly: "Forget me today, I will return the painting box." Just give it to you!"

After finishing speaking, Sikong Zhaixing threw the painting box back, Wang Gongjiu and Murongjiu stopped, and said with a smile: "Master, I'm going first."

Gong Jiu held the empty painting box with a dark face, and stared at the direction in which Sikong Zaixing was escaping.Murong Jiu felt the negative emotions on Gong Jiu's body, held Gong Jiu's hand, and silently performed the Ming Yu Gong, the cold true energy pierced through his heart, and Gong Jiu was immediately frozen back to his senses.

"Don't be angry, I'll draw another one for you."

Gong Jiu's eyes were deep: "Jiumei's gifts are indispensable." After speaking, he waved his hand and walked out of the shadows, "Look for that person's whereabouts."

Sikong Zhaixing, who had offended Gong Jiu, was very angry at this time, and secretly scolded Gong Jiu and Murong Jiu for something wrong: "What, you have been chasing me for so long even with a broken painting?! It's a loss, it's a loss. If I had known earlier, it would be better to steal that man's jade pendant!"

Sikong Zhaixing threw away the scroll in a murmur, and went to look for the next target.

At night, the streets are deserted.This is not a special day, only a few vendors are still setting up their stalls.

Sikong Zhaixing had a good harvest today, except that Gong Jiu didn't get any harvest, and after that, he never failed again and again, earning a huge sum of money.

The casino is a paradise for gamblers. As a gambler, how could Sikong Zhaixing, who has made a lot of money, not go to the casino?

Sikong Zhaixing walked into a high-end gambling house with ease, and the crowds inside were filled with high spirits, and there was a lot of noise, yelling and drinking.Sikong Zhaixing was more like a fish in water, he started betting after choosing a table.

"Small, small, small..." Sikong Zaixing stared excitedly at the dice that was being swung by the dealer, and called out the number he guessed.

In this kind of excitement, I hate being disturbed the most.

Sikong Zhaixing felt that someone had patted his shoulder a few times, waved his hand and said impatiently: "Let's go, don't you see that the young master is busy?"

The person who slapped Sikong Zhaixing said gloomyly, "Really?"

Sikong Zhaixing's heart skipped a beat, and he turned stiffly to look at the person who came, and found that it wasn't the targets he stole today, he was relieved: "Hey, what do you want?" Turning his eyes, he saw that his bet had lost , even more annoyed, "Disturb me again, believe it or not, I am rude to you?!"

The man said, "Master Ninth wants to see you."

Sikong Zhaixing asked strangely: "Who is your Ninth Young Master, why do you want to see me? Besides, he wants to see me, so I'm going?"

Facts have proved that Sikong Zhaixing does not have the right to say "no" in front of strength.He was slipped in front of Gong Jiu by that person, Jiang Ziti, and endured Gong Jiu's anger.

"Where is the painting?" Gong Jiu stared at Sikong Zaixing and asked calmly.

Apart from stealing, Sikong Zhaixing's most powerful thing is 'playing stupid': "Painting? What painting? What do you want me to do if you lost your painting? I haven't seen your painting." Of course Sikong Zhaixing recognized Gong Jiu It's the person in the daytime, but looking at this situation, you can't admit it even if you kill him!Sikong Zhaixing was a little lucky, after entering the casino, he changed his face again.

"Break off his hands, one by one, finely crushed into powder." Gong Jiu picked up the teacup on the case table and said.

Of the two people guarding the side, one of them immediately pressed Sikong Zhaixing on the stone table and forcibly released his hand, while the other held a special small hammer in his hand and slammed it down...

Sikong Zhaixing knew that he had kicked the iron plate this time, but he didn't expect that his fingers would be smashed if he disagreed with each other. The speed of the other two was also very fast, and there was no time for Sikong Zhaixing to react.

When Sikong Zhaixing saw the hammer fall, he broke down and shouted: "I say, I say!"

The piercing pain came, and Sikong Zhaixing was in despair: If a thief doesn't even have hands, can he still steal?

Gong Jiu raised the corners of his mouth: "Take it down and apply the medicine." What he wanted was the fear of Sikong Zhaixing.The leader of a thief, who has a good relationship with Lu Xiaofeng, the famous "four eyebrows" in the world, will always be useful in his place in the future.

Sikong Zhaixing's legs were weak and his feet were weak, and the two of them set him up to apply medicine. Only then did he realize that although there was severe pain in his hands, he could still move a little bit - his hands were not broken!At this moment, he actually had the urge to change his mind.Of course, it was only for a moment, otherwise, there would be one less king of stealing in the world.

The big stone in his heart fell to the ground, Sikong Zhaixing couldn't feel any emotions other than "fear" towards Gong Jiu, and secretly swore that he would hide away from this person in the future, otherwise, maybe one day he would really put his finger on him. All smashed.Gong Jiu is not the kind of person who threatens with words, he really knows how to do it!For this, Sikong Zhaixing felt a sharp pain in his hand, he was convinced.

Gong Jiu waited until Sikong Zhaixing finished taking the medicine, and did not give him any time to rest: "Lead the way."

Seeing Gong Jiu, Sikong Zhaixing trembled reflexively: "Okay, you...you follow me."

brothel?Gong Jiu was very displeased that Murong Jiu's portrait of him was thrown into such a filthy place.Glancing at Sikong Zhaixing, he was terrified, and then stepped into this brothel with a lot of makeup.

In fact, it wasn't the place Sikong Zaixing chose on purpose, but the place where he stopped at that time happened to be a brothel.So, it's all a coincidence!