God-level Bodyguard in The City

Chapter 79

The "Picasso Art Gallery" was invested and built by the government, and its significance in Vegas is probably to tell the world that this is not just a paradise for gamblers.

Thanks to Tian Gong for not being beautiful today, the indifferent painting exhibition of the court will have a good excuse for sparse guests. When Shen Ming Xiaoyi accompanied Heilong to the art exhibition, there were only thirty people in the grand exhibition hall, and half of them were staff of the organizer.

The galleries display paintings from various countries, but they are not so well known. The price difference ranges from hundreds of thousands of dollars to millions.

But in Xiao Yi ’s view, oil paintings are either incomprehensible or understandable why they are so expensive? He pushed the black dragon all the way forward, but the black dragon in the dress was full of joy. Seeing the flesh and blood flying, the ugly black dragon on earth should probably only look like a Huaichun girl when facing these ink paintings.

In college, Heilong chose the oil painting department. The head of the department once lamented that Heilong was a natural artist, but in the end he got a degree as a city merchant.

"Here it is." Black Dragon motioned to Xiao Yi to stop in front of a huge painting 2 meters high and 1.5 meters wide. The painting depicts a sunny field path. A mother is holding a picnic basket in her hand and holding one in her hand. Little girl moves forward.

It only describes the back of the mother and daughter, but the painting perfectly leaps the happiness and joy between mother and daughter into the picture.

"1, do you know what is the most important thing in oil painting?" Heilong looked squarely at the painting, and was reluctant to remove his eyes.

"I don't understand art, but should it be paint?" Shen Ming whispered softly.

"Half the answer is correct. Every painter has his or her usual tactics. Realism and abstractism. This school cannot be compared at all. Only the paints used by everyone are common. Good painters can blend emotions in paint on the drawing board. , Happiness, pain, sadness, despair, everything can be felt from the paint.

Like the painting in front of me, the composition is simple and the content is simple, but it can make people look deeply and feel the happiness of the painter. I guess the mother and daughter in the painting are his family. The long-lost gathering makes the painter very happy, so that the paints are smiling.

"This picture is called" Picnic. "The painter's name is Shiyan? What a weird name?" Xiao Yi looked at the introduction next to the painting, because there are so few introductions in the artist's column. The painting was launched by a mysterious seller at an auction house in New York 10 years ago. At that time, the animated cartoon was sold for 3 million U.S. dollars, which is regarded as an expensive work by an unknown artist.

After 10 years of gestation, other works on the market have never been seen on the market, causing the price to soar. Now it has a value of about 20 million US dollars, and the collector has no intention of transferring it, just lending various art exhibitions.

"The painter should be Chinese." Shen Ming saw the word "Shi" written in traditional Chinese at the corner of the painting, which should be the artist's signature.

"I really don't understand. It's so good. Why don't you continue?" Xiao Yi wondered.

"Inspiration is like life, and sometimes it's fleeting, let's go." Heilong stayed for too long and motioned to Xiao Yi to continue to appreciate the cart.

But Shen Ming can see that the black dragon's favorite is the "picnic". When looking at other paintings, he did not show such a happy expression.

After walking for about an hour, Heilong and Xiao Yi came to the bathroom. Although no one was inside, Shen Ming could only wait outside the door.

It was also at this time that a black woman in a coat came over and smiled slightly at the doorway. The afro-american woman's big man looked completely uninterested.

The woman walked directly into the black dragon's compartment, Xiao Yi stood in front of the sink and waited for the black dragon to finish.

Everything was so natural until the woman took out a usp pistol from the handbag and installed a muffler.

She skillfully pressed the muzzle against the thin wooden board in the compartment, and gently opened the gun fuse.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the door panel in front of the killer was punched through. The palm grabbed her neck collar and broke the wooden door by pulling the woman. The killer hurriedly pulled the trigger twice. The bullet was almost Passed through the head of the black dragon.

Shen Ming threw the killer on the sink, and the huge mirror was smashed into a spider web.

"How do you know she's a killer?" Xiao Yi pulled out the g18 pistol, and kicked the killer's gun.

"It's the skin color and taste. How can this black man who still wipes Adidas' cheap sports perfume understand the art of oil painting so elegant?" Shen Ming crouched beside the killer.

"Hello, you are racist ..." Xiao Yi frowned.

"Discrimination is discrimination, you sue me." When Shen Ming spoke, a swollen thing rolled out of the killer's pocket, turned out to be a grenade.

"Little ..." Shen Ming's heart hadn't been spoken yet. A loud bang made the grenade burst to release dazzling white light and deafening sound. This is the sound and light tactical grenade used by special forces, even trained For a while, Shen Ming lost sight and hearing.

Invisible Xiao Yi pulled the trigger a few times with her instinct, but the bullet hit the ground on which the killer was lying. The guy was not dizzy at all, and the moment he threw the grenade, he rolled away.

The effect of the grenade can last 30 seconds, which is enough for her to kill everyone present.

The black woman stood up, took off her windbreaker, and showed a strong muscle that was not inferior to that of a man.

boom! boom! boom! The combined three punches hit Shen Ming's side arm, lower abdomen and waist. Shen Ming could not see or hear the killer's movement at all, and only passively raised his hands to protect his head.

The black woman, named Black Panther, is a freelance killer and is employed by Black Mamba. His boxing power is comparable to the king of boxing. With the metal finger tiger, even the concrete can hit the pit, but it hits Shen Ming's body. The bodyguard only shakes the body twice, a trace of blood leaks between the teeth, and he is fine. general.

"Good physique, I really want more than a few tricks when I have time, but unfortunately I don't have time." The black panther sneered at the tiger, and a sharp blade popped from the position between the fingers.

The waving straight fist aimed at Shen Ming's throat, and Shen Ming with her eyes closed suddenly flashed sideways, as if you saw it, invaded the black panther's body, turned and fell, and lifted up to 180. A cat with a catty of a catty is as easy as a bag.

"Don't wear such a heavy perfume next time, but it's a shame." Shen Ming dropped the black panther on the ground, his head fell to the ground, the floor tiles were broken, and the woman with foaming mouth completely passed out.

After 20 seconds had passed, Shen Ming's vision and hearing were restored, which knocked the wooden door cut off by the Black Dragon.

"Wear pantyhose, wait for me." Black Dragon's contentment seemed like nothing had happened.

"You are hurt!" Xiao Yi saw the blood on the corner of Shen Ming's mouth.

"Several punches, nothing." Shen Ming wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth.

After being attacked for two days in a row, Black Dragon can be described as having a hard life, but she still disapproves of it, and she must have adapted to this **** life.

Leaving the gallery, the three quickly drove back to the headquarters. When the car stopped, Shen Ming felt wrong. The younger brother's eyes showed a strange expression, as if something was stuck in his throat.

"Sister, he's here." Before Shen Ming, the scar of the black dragon's bodyguard took the black dragon out of the car and said in disgust.

"Even if the old guy would come, I didn't expect it to be so fast." Heilong sighed, and the old guy in his mouth was the president of the bamboo curtain, Sun Qian.

This 60-year-old man has held the Bamboo Curtain Club alone for 30 years, unifying the gang of the island, and has the courage to expand his business around the world. It is the most discerning leader of the Bamboo Curtain Club. Heilong can be a female streamer and become the head of the United States at a young age, and he can see how good Sun Qian's vision is.

"Where is the old guy?" Heilong asked softly.

"In your room."

"Are you changing your shoes?"

"Shouldn't ..." Scar laughed awkwardly.

"Notify your aunt, wait for me to do a cleaning job ... forget it, I don't need it anymore." Heilong went to the elevator with a grudge.

Only with Shen Ming and Xiao Yi, met with the president, Xiao Yi and Shen Ming's armed forces were relieved by the new guards guarding the elevator.

During the ascent, Shen Ming shook Xiao Yi's hand, and whispered in his ear, "Stay behind the Black Dragon later, and immediately withdraw if there is something wrong."

"Is it dangerous?" Xiao Yi said slightly nervously.

"We are already in danger." Heilong answered Xiao Yi's question.

The elevator door opened and it was still the familiar large room, but there were many strangers. In addition to an old man wearing a flower apron busy in the kitchen, there were 20 people standing around the room, wearing flower shirts. , Hooligan with a gold necklace. Look at the tattoos exposed under their sleeves, and they are not good at first glance.

"Are the black dragons back? Wait a minute, and you can start cooking right away." The old man in the kitchen said kindly like a father.

"Why didn't the president inform me when I came here? I'd better go to the airport to meet him personally." Heilong called him the old guy in the back, still respectful in person.

"Don't come here with these hypocritical politeness, just like you did when you saw me. Instead of talking about love, just talking about the deal, and giving you the position of the main church owner, you give me back a ** Miracle. Black Dragon, these years you have done more than miracles. It is a miracle. "The tangent fruit man looked up at Black Dragon. He is 68 years old and still handsome, but he also added a lot of white hair. .

"The president has won the prize." Heilong came all the way to the sofa in the living room and stopped, the rogue with a shirt around him consciously moved closer. Shen Ming put her hands in front of her in front of her crotch, but her fingers had unfastened the belt buckle.

"It's not a prize at all. The bamboo curtain in the United States where you are. The annual performance is increasing at a rate of 40%, and the conflict rate is decreasing at a rate of 50%. Sometimes I even have the illusion that I am a righteous businessman. "The president brought two meals, one fruit salad, one egg noodle and tomato noodles.

"There is no such thing as a righteous businessman in this world. Mr. Chairman, let's just be serious." Heilong doesn't want to go in circles.

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