I slay evil gods in a strange world

Soon, the driver reminded to reach the destination.

Si Wuwei walked out of the car with Qing Feng who had fallen asleep, and suddenly found that they had returned.

It seemed that this guy was planning to knock Si Wuwei into a coma and put him in the hospital, so that he could see his father for the last time.

"Brother is not like this..."

Si Wuwei was in a complicated mood at this moment.

Think about it in another way, if you want to do something that must die, Si Wuwei may do the same thing as Qing Feng.

He would rather die alone than die with his brother.

What's more, it's just for his personal affairs, which is even more unreasonable.

Si Wuwei led him into the hospital and tied him firmly to a stool.

I quickly became familiar with the use of the black ring.

After a period of familiarity, Si Wuwei understood the function of the black ring.

Simply put, it is the mobile phone on Bluestar.

It's just a lot more high-tech.

They also used a kind of software to take a taxi just now.

After understanding the general function of the black ring, he began to search for various information on the Internet.

He needs to understand the world as soon as possible, the sooner the better, the more the better.

Si Wuwei even ordered a takeaway with the black ring.

When it was delivered, it was discovered that the delivery person turned out to be a robot that looked like a bee.

Si Wuwei, who hadn't eaten for three days, directly inhaled the takeaway.

Continue to search for information after eating and drinking.

It was not until the next afternoon that Qing Feng slowly opened his eyes...

Chapter 28 Street Artist

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"you!……"

"Shh..."

Just as Qing Feng was about to say something, Si Wuwei motioned for silence.

Afterwards, Si Wuwei pushed Qing Feng, who was tied up all over, out of the hospital, and stopped when he came to a small corner where no one was around.

"Tell me, what's the situation." Si Wuwei asked first.

"have nothing to say."

Qing Feng knew that his plan had failed, but he was still unwilling to disclose it.

"You can choose me to accompany you out, which proves that you trust me."

Si Wuwei had already expected that he would not give in easily, so he planned to slowly pry his mouth open.

"No, it's just that you are smart and can still fight, there is no other reason."

He was as indifferent as an iceberg, completely different from Qing Feng before.

"You're really not good at lying." Si Wuwei continued after commenting:

"Where do we have an old saying that goes like this, we share blessings and suffer together, and now that my brother is dying, I can't turn a blind eye."

Qing Feng was slightly startled when he heard the words, and raised his head to look at Si Wuwei in a daze, then his eyes gradually became colder.

"Brother? Heh, we've only known each other for less than a week. What kind of brother are you talking about? Aren't you joking?"

He mocked in an unskilled tone.

"I treat you as a brother, what does it have to do with you?" Si Wuwei asked in a deep voice.

Qing Feng's sarcastic expression gradually changed visible to the naked eye, his eyes were no longer fake and cold, but full of doubts and bewilderment.

He couldn't understand.

Why a person who has only known each other for a few days.

The other party can say such a thing.

even do such a thing.

Obviously a few days ago, they were two people who didn't know each other.

And what Qing Feng said just now is also true.

Among the three roommates, Mu Yan's temper is too violent and impulsive.

Chengtian didn't see any outstanding points at present.

Only Si Wuwei's light shines brighter.

In addition to being powerful, Si Wuwei is also smart enough.

After all, when encountering red-clothed monsters in the experimental class, it was Si Wuwei who reminded them all the time.

They won't be bewitched by that guy.

"Look, I don't care what you think of me.

As long as I think you are my brother, you are my brother.

That's enough, understand?

Now that my brother's father was beaten into the hospital, I can't sit idly by.

In this area, you don't want me to give in.

There are only two choices for you now.

Either tell the reason, make a plan together, and solve the problem together.

Or, I will report directly to the law enforcement team, collect evidence, and let them deal with it.

You choose. "

Hearing this, Qing Feng stared at Si Wuwei with almost pleading eyes.

But Si Wuwei's gloomy face seemed to be just like what he said, unable to make half a compromise.

He pondered for a long time, finally took a deep breath, and after slowly exhaling, his eyes seemed to become firm.

“The people who do this have extremely strong backgrounds.

He owns the largest group in the lower area of ​​Romanti.

It is an unshakable existence in the lower area of ​​Romanti.

This person's name is Enzel, and his age is almost the same as ours.

With a head of white hair, his appearance is gentle and refined, with a tear mole, and his behavior is elegant.

Both IQ and EQ are extremely high, and they have insight into human nature.

But his heart is extremely dirty and twisted, and he has even become so perverted that it is difficult to describe it in words.

Enzel is only 20 years old now, and he is already the chairman of Luxen Robotics Group.

His father, mother, and even another brother were all murdered by him.

With a rich family, he had already experienced a corrupt life that countless people could not imagine as early as his youth.

Women, money, sports cars, robots, power, status and everything else have long since been played to pieces by him.

Too bored, he began to look for new fun, which he called: the art of humanity.

It was a new fun he still couldn't get enough of, even now.

As for how I know this.

It's because I was his subordinate before.

Enzel made a lot of money, and our family was relatively poor, so working under him wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

Do you know street artists?

It is those wandering artists who think they are extraordinary.

The biggest difference between them and ordinary tramps is that they believe that their art should not be buried.

Therefore, they would rather go homeless than look for a job, or go to work, and they keep moving towards their dreams.

This kind of person, you can say that he is a social moth.

But they themselves think that they have a bright future, and one day their artistic value will be discovered.

They usually have a good level of drawing.

I can also sell some paintings to make ends meet.

After all, it is also a good choice for ordinary people to buy back paintings and decorations, which are useful and can help others.

Enzel was the one who bought the paintings.

He raved about the street artist and bought a painting for a fortune.

The street artist's eyes were filled with countless stars.

He looked at Enzel with tears in his eyes.

It was as exciting as the ancients discovered the new world.

He thought he had finally met someone with an appreciative eye.

later.

Enzel said that although his painting is wonderful, there are still some flaws, if it can be corrected, it will be a hit!

He believed it, and after Enzel's guidance, his painting was auctioned off for 1000 million trading points!

A street artist who turned from a homeless man to a millionaire overnight.

After that, he even forgot to eat and sleep.

Whenever I showed it to Enzel, Enzel would point out some shortcomings.

Then it will be auctioned off at a very high price to prove that Enzel's point is correct.

Subsequently, Enzel also took him to various art exhibitions.

In the praise of various celebrities and tycoons, he felt the value of existence.

With the praise of more and more people, he completely lost himself and worked harder in his creation.

But under the guidance of Enzel, his original painting style changed completely.

In the end, the paintings created each time cannot be called paintings.

It's like a kid doodling without any art at all.

When he was standing at the highest point, Enzel took back all the money by means and expelled him, not even leaving him a piece of clothing.

In the end, arrogantly, he uttered nonsense to Enzel.

Think this is the stupidest thing Enzel has ever done.

Because with his art, any painting can be sold for a sky-high price!

But obviously, he failed.

No one bought his paintings.

Those bigwigs and celebrities who once praised him all kicked him out.

For a while, he was sought after by countless people, and the paintings that caused the big chaebols to loot, but no one was willing to buy them!

He doesn't believe it, he refuses to admit defeat, he is determined to draw a famous painting that shocks the world!