Urban Cultivation Evil

Chapter 413 My Calligraphy and Painting
Not to mention Fan Yushan, even Chen Yumo was anxious when he saw that Ye Tian was about to burn the words, so he stepped forward and grabbed Ye Tian: "Ye Tian, ​​what are you doing?"

Only Cao Guorang was full of fanaticism.

What are you afraid of if you burn it?
Burn the super master in front of me and write again!

Seeing that Chen Yumo stopped him, Ye Tian said helplessly: "Yumo, I told you before, if you want this kind of character, I will write it for you as much as you want. Really, if you sell this character today If I go out, it will ruin my reputation!"

How could Chen Yumo believe Ye Tian's nonsense.

He stomped his feet angrily: "Ye Tian, ​​you think you are Master Cao! You think this kind of calligraphy is just picked up on the street, and you can give me back as much as I want. If you can really give me a copy of the same calligraphy and painting, I... I'll let you..."

Ye Tian's eyes lit up: "What do you want me to do?"

"Hmph, you can do whatever you want!" Chen Yumo gritted her teeth, and blushes appeared on her cheeks.

However, from that shy look, it can be seen that what Chen Yumo meant must be something indescribable.

Although Chen Yumo said so, how could he believe that Ye Tianzhen could write or even give himself this kind of calligraphy and painting of Yan Zhenqing?
Therefore, even if she said it, she just wanted to express her own meaning.

However, Ye Tian was serious: "If I can really take it out, I can do whatever I really want?"

As he said that, he unconsciously looked at Ye Tian's proud chest.

"Rogue!" Chen Yumo gave Ye Tian a hard look, and took advantage of Ye Tian's inattention, snatched the calligraphy and painting that had been torn in half: "Go dreaming!"

"Wipe!" Seeing Chen Yumo snatch the calligraphy and painting, Fan Yushan couldn't help but let out a long breath.

As long as it doesn't burn, there is always a chance to save it.

Cao Guorang shook his head secretly, feeling in his heart: It seems that this little girl has boarded Ye Tian's pirate ship, and I'm afraid she won't be able to get off.

At this time, there were crackling footsteps outside.

Four or five tall and thick men rushed in directly, and before entering the door, they shouted angrily: "Whoever dares to touch the things of our angel mercenary group has eaten the heart of a bear!"

He said it on his mouth, but each of these big guys felt extremely awkward.

The dignified Iron Fist Gate suddenly turned into a group of angel mercenaries. If Li Murong hadn't insisted on forcing them, they, a group of tall men, would not be able to say these five words.

Seeing the big guys rushing in, Fan Yushan was overjoyed, pointed at Ye Tian and screamed, "Here it is, it's him, it's him!"

Those big guys quickly surrounded Ye Tian in the middle.

One of them sniffled: "Xiaobi, you dare to touch the things of our angel mercenary group, do you want to die?"

Obviously, these big guys don't know Ye Tian at all.

Moreover, Ye Tian could also feel it from their bodies, they didn't even condense their yellow energy completely, it seems that they are some thugs who deal with ordinary people in the Iron Fist Sect on weekdays.

That's it.

Ye Tian shook his head helplessly.

Seeing Ye Tian shaking his head, those big guys became more and more annoyed: "Why are you shaking your head? Boy, are you looking for a beating!"

"Um, it's really looking for a fight!" Ye Tian nodded again.

All the big men were taken aback.

So witty.

However, the next sentence made their eyes widen.

Ye Tian said slowly: "However, you are the ones looking for a beating!"

Looking around at the big men, Ye Tian said unhurriedly: "Are you from the Angel Mercenary Corps?"

Hearing Ye Tian mention these five words, those big men felt very uncomfortable, but they still nodded: "Nonsense! If you know our angel mercenary group, be honest, otherwise..."

"Well, of course I know." Ye Tian nodded seriously: "The Angel Mercenary Corps is a caring organization, not for fighting and killing. The purpose of the Angel Mercenary Corps is to help the weak, not to bully the weak. Hey , you people always distort my meaning.”

Ye Tian let out a long sigh, with a look of helplessness on his face.

The big men were stunned when they heard this.

How did this kid know the purpose of the Angel Mercenary Group?

They also just heard this so-called tenet this morning, and they haven't memorized it yet.

"Damn, brat, don't put on airs here!" Those big guys looked at each other, and they were about to make a move.

Let them fight, they can do it, and care for the weak, why is this so inconsistent with their identities?
"stop!"

At this time, a sullen voice sounded again.

Everyone looked up at the entrance of the antique shop, and saw a thin old man walking in quickly.

Seeing the old man, these big men immediately called out respectfully: "Mr. Zhuge."

Fan Yushan hurriedly nodded and bowed to meet him: "Mr. Zhuge, you... you are here, please take a look, the calligraphy and painting you sent this morning will be about to..."

Just halfway through speaking, Fan Yushan felt that little Zhuge's eyes were wrong.

Looking in the direction of Xiao Zhuge's gaze, he saw that Xiao Zhuge was looking at Ye Tian.

Fan Yushan hastily added fuel and jealousy: "Mr. Zhuge, this is the kid who dares to sabotage your business and..."

"Slap!" Little Zhuge slapped Fan Yushan directly.

Then, he quickly ran to Ye Tian and bowed deeply: "Hello, leader!"

click!
The entire antique shop exploded in everyone's ears like a thunderbolt in the sky.

head?

What is this ghost?

However, soon, those big guys who couldn't adapt to their new identities seemed to have finally thought of something.

Angel mercenary group, head?

Could it be this kid?
Shit, this is too coincidental, isn't it?

Fan Yushan also touched his slapped face in bewilderment.

This antique street has now been collected by Iron Fist Gate, and Fan Yushan also has Xiao Zhuge's shares in the shop in order to seek shelter.

So, speaking of it, this antique shop has a lot to do with Iron Fist Gate.

If someone dares to make trouble, Fan Yushan believes that little Zhuge will definitely not ignore it.

However, the current situation seems to be a bit unexpected.

Could it be that that guy Ye Tian also used magic tricks on little Zhuge?

Thinking of this possibility, Fan Yushan unconsciously took two steps back, but heard another sentence that made his hair stand on end: "Oh, little Zhuge, why, did you take my words as wind? Hehe, you even reprinted my calligraphy and painting. After framing it and selling it, what’s the matter, are you so short of money?”

My calligraphy and painting.

My calligraphy and painting?

Fan Yushan's eyes suddenly fell on the calligraphy and painting in Chen Yumo's hand.

No way?
Little Zhuge broke into a cold sweat from fright.

Ever since they saw Ye Tian's methods and heard Li Fuqiang tell about Ye Tian's deeds, Xiao Zhuge and Li Murong were determined to follow Ye Tian.

However, looking at the torn calligraphy and painting, they felt distressed.

Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are.

So, after discussing it, I found someone to re-frame it, and wanted to exchange it for two dollars.

But he didn't expect to hit the muzzle of Ye Tian's gun.

"No, no, leader, you have misunderstood, you have misunderstood!" Xiao Zhuge wiped his sweat, and called the word leader very smoothly.

(End of this chapter)