Chapter 64: The Artist

Lee Woo-ho is an artist.

Although he has names like "Zhang Wei" and "Li Qiang" that can be grabbed on the street, he also has a low-key face and a more low-key figure.

But he was still an artist, not only did he think so, but so did his fellow residents.

Every time I go out and meet those neighbors who are walking, they always smile and greet themselves, "Hey, artist, are you going to that shop of yours again?" Or, "Isn't your shop closed yet?" I can buy it at a high price" and something like that.

Lee Woo-ho's favorite thing to do is to bask in the sun outside at his shop.

Lying on the chair and watching the passers-by come and go, especially those young and beautiful female college students, Li Yuhao felt that his life had become colorful.

Hongdae is not only a paradise for art, but also a gathering place for beautiful women.

So Li Yuhao has always wondered why he can't get along here as an artist? Every time he thought of this, he would inadvertently tug at his pigtail, which was always freshly formed, and rub it, as if the braid contained the answer he was looking for.

Today's Li Yuhao is rare that he did not stand up on the recliner, but dressed up energetically. A plaid leather vest with corseted riding trousers, a pair of leather boots with an inner increase of six centimeters, and a pair of black-framed glasses at the end, he looks more like an artist.

He stood in front of the store a little stiffly, his small eyes under the big black mirror kept looking around, and his hands were unconsciously tapping in his trouser pockets. Until a figure in the distance slowly walked towards him, his expression suddenly relaxed, he took a long breath, walked forward quickly and bowed, "Anihassai, you are finally here." ”

He was a huge man, his face was full of flesh, and his shrewd little eyes betrayed his profession. He didn't care about Li Yuhao next to him, and walked straight into the store.

The shop is not big, but in this crowded Hongdae, it can be regarded as a breeze in the world, and the fat man quickly looked at the first floor, and then trembled on the wooden staircase with a creaking sound to the second floor.

In less than fifteen minutes, the fat man had finished observing the whole storefront, and squeezed into the small reception couch, and the fat man finally said his first words.

"Just your shop, you sue me for three years?"

The tone was full of unbelief, unbelief, and unbelief.

"You know, this is Hongdae, an artist's paradise." Li Yuhao tugged at the collar of his white shirt and helped the inappropriate large frame on his face, and the restraint and respect he had when they first met had disappeared.

The fat man's face trembled uncontrollably, and even his breathing was a little shorter, pointing to the long paintings on the wall, "Art is to draw a Transformer in the best rice paper?" Or a black-and-white Megatron? Who can recognize this TMD! ”

Li Yuhao pointed at the fat man, "Don't you recognize it?" Then he pointed to the wall behind the fat man, "If you don't like Megatron, there's Optimus Prime and Bumblebee." After a pause, he continued, "I'm guessing you've already seen that this wall is all mad, and that wall is all Bo. ”

"Just like these two walls, they're both opposites."

"Assi, your painting is a cloud of black ink! If it weren't for those big words next to it, I wouldn't have recognized this as Megatron. The fat man pointed to the black mass.

"That's art." Li Yuhao spread his hands helplessly.

"Okay, okay, so artist, we can talk about how much you're going to sell this for." The fat man didn't want to continue to entangle with this person.

"A billion, you can own this place forever." Li Yuhao stretched out a finger.

"I only need a billion, I don't want to say more about the rest, you don't have to bargain with me, if you agree, then you can sign a contract now, if you don't agree, then I will send the guest." Seeing the fat man's expression, Li Yuhao took the first step to hold his words back into his stomach.

The fat man stared at his face for a long time, and finally had no choice but to agree.

It's a stubborn guy, he thought. But luckily, the deal didn't go wrong.

After signing the contract, Li Yuhao waved his hand very generously, "I will give you the things in my store, which will be a lot of money." ”

The fat man looked at the pile of lumps on the first floor, and his face was helpless.

Back at his home, Li Yuhao took out the calculator and calculated it carefully, and the final result made him smile bitterly.

After looking at the house that had been with him for many years, Li Yuhao showed a trace of reluctance, and then transformed into firmness.

A mobile phone rang, Li Yuhao picked up the phone, and there was a crazy roar from inside

It's night.

Seongbuk Cave is not as vibrant as other places, and the detached villas exude a different brilliance, but they are silent.

The four security guards were still standing guard outside the gate conscientiously, not daring to be distracted. The huge area inside is home to countless big people they never dare to match in their lives, and if they have caused some accident due to their own negligence, they will not only lose an enviable high-paying job, but also most likely a Han River floating package.

On the fence several meters high, a dark shadow flashed.

There are still patrolling security guards and bodyguards outside their respective villas inside the walls. The black shadow carefully dodged the light of the flashlight, and leaned over next to the grass.

A beam of light suddenly shone in his direction, and the black shadow did not hesitate, took a quick step to the right, and fell directly into the grass next to him.

There is no danger. But he held this position for a few minutes until the bodyguard left the area completely.

With the map memorized in his mind, the black shadow quietly came to the front of this villa.

Looking around, there were no monitors, no bodyguards, and even the gate was hidden.

"Is this brainless?" He whispered. But he still very carefully climbed over the wall.

When he landed, he didn't make a sound, and he didn't even step on a few flowers and plants by the wall, and looked down to express his appreciation for his actions.

The door was closed, and the shadow looked up at the camera above, then turned and walked to the back of the room.

The first floor is a floor-to-ceiling window, and when I touched it, it was a bulletproof material.

Looking around, he couldn't help but stomp his foot angrily, "Not even a pipe!" ”

In desperation, he had to take a few steps backwards and run hard and jump onto the fence. Find your spot and jump to the balcony on the second floor.

Kankan grabbed the balcony railing, and the black shadow couldn't help but be glad that the material was strong. Turning down, he could already see through the undrawn curtains.

"It seems to be easy." He thought for a moment and opened the window.

There were two people lying on the bed, one with short hair and the other with long hair. He pulled out his dagger and prepared to stab the short-haired man in the body.

But he didn't move, and stood there, his two eyes full of confusion.

It's a couple of lovers, he can tell.

If he stabs down, then he can complete the task and get money.

But there is one more sad person in the world.

He staggered and stood there motionless.

Suddenly, the lights in the room came on.

Two men walked in, and the two men on the bed lifted the quilt as well.

There were four men in total, each with a gun in his hand.

"I told you, don't be soft-hearted, if you were completely scared of him at that time, then there would be no today." A white-faced man pushed the person next to him very unhappily.

"I know the allusion of 'letting the tiger return to the mountain', but I still can't make up my mind." The sturdy man sighed.

"So when this kind of thing happens in the future, leave it to me, and I will do it." The white-faced man patted him on the shoulder.

"Now, it's your turn, guy in black." The white-faced man's gun never left him.

"I surrender." He pulled down his mask and raised his hand.

(There is only one change today.) )

(Thanks to the tip of "Otaku is waiting for the book")