"Professor Han took a painting of mine, maybe she wants to repay me. Yun Fan quickly put away his smile and said seriously.

"With just one painting, Professor Han will treat you...... Such a good attitude?" Chu Qing still couldn't believe it.

She wanted to say 'respectful', but she couldn't.

If he hadn't known Professor Han for a long time, Chu Qing would have doubted whether this was an impostor today, after all, there were not a few people in the country who could make Professor Han treat him respectfully, and those were all top figures in various industries, including Yun Fan.

As for Yun Fan's painting boat, she also knows that this is the only serious thing Yun Fan does, but what good painting can a person who has no backbone to get into trouble draw?

Could it be that Yun Fan deceived Professor Han with clever words?

As soon as this idea came out, Chu Qing shook his head and denied it, how could Professor Han be so easily deceived by Yun Fan?

Maybe turnip greens have their own love.

Chu Qing found a reason, and her face suddenly became cold, "It's none of your business, let's go with your business." ”

Yun Fan left with some regret, this was the first time he had entered Chu Qing's office, but unfortunately he didn't have time to take a few more looks.

At this time, downstairs in the Chu Group, a black Mercedes-Benz started and left, and there was a young man sitting in the car, looking at the documents in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were full of cold smiles.

Chu Qing, I want to see how you survive this crisis.

This young man was Chu Tianheng, he had knocked down Professor Han before, and he had done something wrong, worried that he would be discovered by Chu Qing, so he hid in the car until Chu Qing went upstairs, and he didn't dare to leave.

The car drove away from the Chu Group, and Chu Tianheng couldn't wait to make a call, "Dad, the things have arrived, and I just saw Yun Fan's waste enter Chu Qing's office, this is really God helping us." ”

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?" Chu Huaide suddenly became excited.

Their father and son were kicked out of the company by Chu Qing yesterday, and with resentment in their hearts, they came up with a crooked idea to let Chu Tianheng steal the top secret information of the Chu Group, and then sell it, so that they could not only get money, but also drive Chu Qing out of power.

Originally, they were worried that the matter would be exposed, but now Yun Fan had been to Chu Qing's office, and he happened to blame the waste.

"Even if I misread someone, I won't misunderstand that shit. Chu Tianheng laughed happily.

On this point, the father and son thought of going together.

"Okay, then you come back quickly, but don't be discovered. Chu Huaide explained and hung up the phone, while Chu Tianheng sped up again.

As long as he sells the documents in his hand, he can get a lot of money, and then he can go out and live happily again.

Leaving the Chu Group, Yun Fan had nothing to do, so he returned to the painting boat, set up the drawing board, and pondered what to draw today.

Soon, a picture popped up in his mind, Jing Ke assassinated King Qin!

This is the most regrettable allusion to him, Jing Ke went to assassinate the King of Qin for the sake of the people of Yan Kingdom, but he didn't want to be recognized by the King of Qin, and finally hated a foreign country.

This scene has been depicted by countless painters, but they have focused on King Qin, and as for Jing Ke, he can only kneel down to set off the majesty of King Qin.

Yun Fan couldn't help but think of if he replaced Jing Ke with himself......

Not to mention in the court, even if he is surrounded by the 100,000 troops of the Qin State, he can take the head of the King of Qin like a bag!

Let's just draw this!

Not only did he have to draw these two characters, but he also wanted to rewrite this history on his drawing board.

As far as his mind came, the brush in Yun Fan's hand moved, and the lines outlined the outline of the whole painting......

At a glance, the finely crafted picture, like a scene about to happen, is presented in front of you, giving people a sense of immersion.

Next, it's time for Jing Ke's dagger, which was just a restoration scene before, and this dagger will change history.

Yun Fan kept brushing and began to sketch the lines of the dagger......

At this time, an old man in his sixties walked in, his hair was gray, but his face was ruddy, and he had his own momentum when he walked, obviously being in a high position for a long time.

The old man seemed to be just distracted, looking around casually.

The paintings in Yunfan's painting boat are all made by him, and each one is enough to cause a sensation, and the old man who saw it was full of surprise, but he didn't expect that there was a painting master hidden in this small painting boat.

And when his eyes saw that Jing Ke Thorn Qin, which Yun Fan was creating, his eyes lit up at first, but then he frowned.

"Young man, your painting skills are not bad, but your painting has no shape, but no spirit, although it looks good, but in the eyes of those who know, it is worthless. The old man couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

He also thought that he had met a master of painting, and he had the idea of making friends, but he didn't want to be just a rookie who had just entered the industry.

It's okay to deceive ordinary people with this kind of painting technique, but in the eyes of those who know it, it's really difficult to get into the hall of elegance.

Yun Fan didn't like to pause in painting, and didn't pay attention to the old man at all, which made the old man very unhappy, his status was too high, and no one dared to ignore him like this.

Young and vigorous, sooner or later you will suffer a big loss.

The old man defined Yun Fan, but at this moment, a sharp dagger was drawn, and the fierce murderous aura almost pierced the drawing paper, as if he wanted to kill everything.

On the drawing paper, the originally mighty and domineering King Qin looked weak at the moment, as if the next moment, he would be pierced in the chest and blood spilled on the spot.

"This, this ......" The old man was speechless in shock, although he was a bystander, but Ling Ran's murderous aura still made his heart blocked.

And what shocked the old man even more was that Yun Fan's dagger actually painted a soul, although it was only a painting, it could be used as a killing weapon.

With such painting skills, it is enough to make Yun Fan one of the top painters in the world, but he still thinks that Yun Fan is just a rookie, which is ridiculous.

You must know that there is a third-class realm of painting, painting skin, painting bones, painting soul, people who can paint souls, all of them are world-renowned painters, although the status and status of the old man are very high, but in comparison, it is too far behind.

"Kill!" At this moment, Yun Fan snorted softly, and the momentum of his whole body spread, and the murderous aura cultivated from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain almost condensed into substance, forcing the old man to keep retreating, and finally fell to the ground with a painful face.

Yun Fan kept moving, writing like a god, integrating his own murderous aura into the dagger, and at this moment, Jing Ke, although surrounded by a large army, and facing the domineering and martial King Qin, could be vulnerable in front of the dagger in his hand.

There is no need for superfluous movements, and the appearance of this dagger is enough to rewrite history.

After the painting, the corners of Yun Fan's mouth couldn't help but hook a smile, and then he stood up, but as soon as he turned around, he saw the old man lying on the ground with a hideous face, the green tendons on his face bursting, and the beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping.

"Huh?" Yun Fan hurriedly ran over, grabbed the old man's arm and began to take his pulse.

It was just a diagnosis, but it made Yun Fan cry and laugh, this old man was too much pressure on his heart, which caused an acute heart attack.

It's also to blame Yun Fan for this matter, he just cared about painting, but he didn't think about his almost substantive murderous aura, whether others can withstand it, and the old man has a heart attack, under that kind of oppression, it would be strange if he didn't have a seizure.

However, this also reminded Yunfan that when painting in the future, he should pay attention to his surroundings.

"When you meet me, you shouldn't die. Yun Fan whispered, pulled the old man to lie flat on the ground, merged his two fingers, and kept clicking on the old man's body, which is through acupuncture points to stimulate the potential of the body.

If there was an old Chinese medicine doctor here, he would definitely drop his jaw in surprise, because the fingering method used by Yun Fan was actually the legendary life-killing finger.

Killing refers to daring to take life from the sky, which shows its power.

To put it bluntly, the heart of the elderly is beating rapidly and blood pressure is rapidly increasing under severe pressure, and what Yunfan is doing is to stimulate the physical potential of the elderly to be able to adapt to this high blood pressure, and the heart disease will naturally heal without medicine.

Just when Yun Fan was being treated, a middle-aged man walked into the store, he saw the old man lying on the ground, and Yun Fan was hitting him, his face changed in an instant, and he said angrily: "Bastard, give me death." ”

The middle-aged man shot out angrily, and at the same time had murderous intent, and his sharp side legs came down from top to bottom, directly beckoning to Yun Fan's head.

Bang!

In the face of the middle-aged man's fierce killing move, Yun Fan simply raised his hand, dragged his ankle, and then pushed it violently, and the middle-aged man staggered to the ground.

"If you want him to die, you can do it. Yun Fan admonished and continued to heal.

And the middle-aged man threw a mouse bogey, and no longer dared to do it, so he could only watch in disbelief from the side, and his heart was full of shock.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and the kick just now has a strength of 700 catties, but this young man can take it with his hand, how much strength does this have?

And he could feel that Yun Fan had no malicious intent, otherwise, even if the move just now couldn't kill him, it would have abolished him.

After about three minutes, the old man's face began to soften, and even his face became ruddy, Yun Fan withdrew his hand and got up, and said to the middle-aged man: "Take him back to recuperate for a while, if nothing else, his heart attack will not happen again." ”

Zhu Zhigang didn't pay attention to this braggadocio at all, his godfather Wei Yongming had a heart attack, I don't know how many doctors he saw, and even foreign experts invited him, but the result was that he couldn't be treated.

It is precisely because of this that Wei Yongming retreated into the background, but this young man just clicked a few times, although Wei Yongming's symptoms were alleviated, but if he cured heart disease, this is too good to blow, right?

With Zhu Zhigang's support, Wei Yongming stood up, he had eased up at the moment, but his body was still a little weak.

"Sir, just now I didn't know Taishan, and I hope you don't be surprised when I offend. Wei Yongming apologized a little embarrassed, and his posture was very low.

A world-class painter and a miracle doctor, no matter what his identity is, he is worthy of his respect, and Yunfan combines both, he must be careful to serve.

Not to mention, the almost substantive murderous aura he felt on Yun Fan just now made him even more careless.

"Seeing that you are also making a living licking blood on the tip of a knife, why are you so timid?" Yun Fan said with some disgust.

"This ......" Wei Yongming was embarrassed and speechless, and finally could only leave one sentence, "The grace of saving lives cannot be repaid, but there will be a dispatch in the future, and it will definitely be done." ”