The Strongest Richest Man

The woman subconsciously picked up a knife and stabbed it at he Linqing. However, things didn't look like she imagined. He Linqing had already seen the direction of the knife. He turned around and turned around. He just put the rubber band tied on the wrist to the woman's knife. With a bang, the woman had already cut the tendon of the cow.

He Linqing cut the woman's wrist with his backhand. He broke the woman's wrist between the electric light and flint. When the woman felt pain, the palm of his hand loosened, and the knife fell down.

He Linqing stopped the knife at once. He bent down directly and cut off the cowhide tendon on his ankle directly. He took a big stride to get close to he linsha.

"What you said just now is not true?" He linsha that healthy, but full of red blood eyes, staring at he Linqing.

"Of course it's fake. Besides, don't you know that my mobile phone has been thrown away by you for a long time?" He Linqing shrugged: "you have two choices now."

"Why are you always so bossy?" He Lin Sha suddenly rushed over, his carbon ball like eyes almost split open, there seems to be a lens inside.

He Linqing dodged aside: "if you two don't use special tools, you can't catch me again." He glared at the other two people: "your plan today must not succeed, I advise you to let go!"

At this moment, he heard a lot of disorderly footfalls. Soon, someone went up the stairs. Wang Peng was the first to come out. He was surprised to see the scene in front of him. After a sudden reaction, he said to the bottom: "come on, young master is up."

He linsha suddenly took the woman and they jumped down from the only window.

"Don't hurry to chase it!" Wang Peng gave an order. He Linqing, however, said, "don't go after them. Forgive them."

Wang Peng didn't ask much. He seemed to have expected it in advance. He looked very peaceful, which caused he Linqing's question: "why don't you feel a little strange?"

"Because it's something that was expected." Wang Peng stood upright: "the punishment of the young master is over. There must be a lot of people eyeing the young master. Besides, the trial is about to begin. Other young ladies or young masters will try their best to target the young master. "

For he Linqing, it was a bolt from the blue. The speed was too fast. His eyes wandered up and down on Wang Peng's body. It was obvious that Wang Peng had known about it for a long time, but he had not explained it in detail. At the moment, there seemed to be something in his eyes.

"Forget it. I'll talk about it later." He Linqing also does not want to at this time, too many difficult for Wang Peng.

Wang Peng also seems to want to change the topic: "young master, you asked me to prepare for the art exhibition, I have started to prepare. Today alone, many people have reported their names on the website."

"How many people in our school have signed up?" He Linqing got on the car, he rubbed his temples: "tomorrow I want to take a look at the house, I always have to have a suitable place to live."

"About dozens of them." Wang Peng even voice way: "buy a house is of course, I let Liu Min arrange a few suitable villa area for you directly."

He Linqing then looked out of the window, he linsha said the news, not without value, he began to think about the fire at that time, and the laughter of the mad woman submerged in the fire.

If he linsha said that the fire at that time was set by his uncle, it would be a murder case that had been hidden for many years.

But he soon felt that he seemed to have forgotten a lot of important things, which made he Linqing more and more confused.

"Young master, you go back to school first, and the car will stop here first, so as not to arouse other people's suspicion of the young master, so that the young master can't play happily." Wang Peng stopped the car, he looked at he Linqing meaningfully: "young master, get off."

He Linqing pushed open the door, he suddenly bent down to infiltrate: "Wang Peng, you are very loyal to me, aren't you?"

"Young master, why do you say that?" Wang Peng eyes have been, but soon become very soft: "this is of course, why should young master ask so?"

"Nothing. Maybe I'm too sensitive." He Linqing whistled lightly, then took the car door, he soon walked into the school.

The cultural corridor is surrounded by a group of men and women, each of whom has a yearning expression. He Linqing was curious for a moment. He walked in and saw that the glass windows of the cultural corridor were all advertisements for the cultural exhibition of Hanhai group.

"Isn't this the garbage collector Ling Xue said?" Suddenly, there was a girl, pointing at he Linqing: "Gee It's disgusting. "

He Linqing is dressed very clean and tidy today, and the word "disgusting" doesn't match. These people are just showing off their superiority.

"No, Tao Wan, you still want to participate in this exhibition, haven't you seen it? It's all about some avant-garde modernists. The paintings you painted might still be popular 200 years ago. "A group of people burst into laughter. On hearing the name, he Linqing's heart suddenly quickened. He looked in that direction and saw a pictorial in Tao Wan's hand. She had come to paste the pictorial, but unexpectedly there were advertisements for cultural exhibitions. She looked enviously at the large paintings in the glass window.

At this time, the students from the same art college gathered around her. She was originally excluded and had always been very lonely. At the moment, when she was stimulated by these people, her thin shoulder was slightly stiff, and finally raised her head: "I just like classical art. Does everyone like postmodernism?"

"I really like this painting." He Linqing suddenly squeezed out of the crowd: "your avant-garde paintings are just imitations. You learn from other people's shapes, but not their souls."

"A garbage collector knows art?" A girl with her hair and drawing board in her arms said in a cold voice: "anyway, I heard that someone from Hanhai group will go to the painting hall to screen them tonight. It is said that there will be a direct place to study abroad. By then, you will know who is better, won't you?"

As soon as the girl shook her head, she left the art gallery directly. All the people present were rubbing their hands. They were determined to win the competition in the evening. Only Tao Wan looked at his drawing board quietly. His eyes were full of tenderness: "thank you for my father's business, but I may be leaving school soon. Come to the painting hall to see my works this evening. I'll draw it for you."

After that, Tao Wan left the art gallery in a hurry. What else did he want to say? As soon as he patted his head, he lost his mobile phone when he was kidnapped. Now he can't even contact him.

Thinking of this, he Linqing had to decide to go to the shopping mall nearby to buy one.