Chapter Seventy-Three 1314 Portraits

At 7:30 in the morning, Heilong opened his eyes every second, and got up from the bed without a moment's attachment.

Before brushing his teeth, the black dragon came to the window and opened the curtains of a painting area, allowing the sunlight to shine on a drawing board that was almost finished.

The black dragon in his pajamas came to the drawing board, mixing the paints and humming softly in a nursery rhyme. The girl in the sun, after being painted with oil paint, naturally exudes the light of a goddess.

At this moment, Xiao Yi was still quietly jet lag on the sleeping mat, and the only one who appreciated her beauty was Shen Ming, who sat up from the sofa almost at the same time as the black dragon.

When the black dragon mixed the oil paint and was about to put down the pen, Shen Ming, who was puzzled, suddenly closed the curtain again and lit a table lamp.

"Do you know you're annoying?" Holding the paintbrush, the black dragon turned around and said with a resentful face, "My painting depicts the street scene under the early morning sun, not the night scene under the table lamp, no sunlight, no feeling." ”

"I'm sorry I don't know art, but I know that the best ambush spot is the light spot for a sniper, and the sit-in in front of the window is the cutest target." Shen Ming is as stubborn as a stone.

"I can't draw anymore, give me a new sketchpad." Heilong threw away the drawing board in her hand, and had to remix new paints and conceive new paintings, which had become her habit over the years, just like many people's morning exercises.

She is more accustomed to numbering all qiē things, just like her own paintings, and before she starts painting, she will write the corresponding number in the corner, "1314" This is a new painting.

"Take off your clothes and stand in front with a lamp." The black dragon commanded in a strong tone.

"What do you want to do?" Shen Ming wondered, he didn't provide physiological services, and even if he did, it would cost an additional fee.

"It's pitch black, you can only draw the body, be a model for me, this doesn't mean that you want to kill people, it should be fine, right?" The black dragon said unpleasantly.

Shen Ming didn't say more, unbuttoned his clothes, and put his suit and shirt neatly on the sofa.

"Carry a gun bag, don't take off your pants, I'm not Michelangelo, I'm not interested in drawing people and birds." The black dragon was like commanding a puppet, but when she saw Shen Ming's scar, she was unconsciously speechless.

This is a man with a story, the story must be full of blood and bullets, his red upper body with a Colt python revolver standing under the lamp, a bronze muscle without olive oil also radiating light, all kinds of hideous scars like a mouth, telling the black dragon their origins.

"Did you crawl back from hell?" The black dragon praised in disguise.

"I don't seem obligated to answer you." Shen Ming said coldly, "Or let's play a game, change one question after another, and if we encounter something that really can't be answered, just skip it and change to another question." ”

"You bodyguard, you really don't suffer anything, this girl is in a good mood, so let's play with you." The black dragon pear vortex smiled lightly, and skillfully put pen to paper in his hand. Quality models have always been a favorite of painters, like Leonardo da Vinci's Mona Lisa.

Shen Ming is definitely the most perfect male body that Black Dragon has ever seen, not only the muscles of the whole body are relaxed, the fat layer is extremely low, and the ingenious scars prove that he is not just a vase for practicing bodybuilding, showing the unique fighting charm of men, as charming as the scars on the face of a lion.

"I started fighting at the age of 16 and fought all kinds of battles in 10 years that I never covered on TV, so I got to be like this." Shen Ming calmly answered the black dragon's question first, and immediately asked again, "How are you lame?" ”

"14 years ago, I was in a car accident and suffered comminuted knee fractures in both legs, and I could never dance again." The speed at which the black dragon put down the pen quickly outlined Shen Ming's outline, "Why are you a bodyguard?" ”

"This is a business that my parents have worked hard to manage, and now I am the only one left in the Shen family, I don't want to lose the deal, I am afraid that I will not be able to explain to the second elder if I go down after death." Shen Ming sighed softly, "You are a girl, how did you become the head of the Bamboo Curtain Society in the United States?" ”

"That's a nice thing to say, isn't it just a ** leader?" The black dragon scoffed at the title, "What is the most important thing in the 21st century?" Talent, of course. In fact, it is the most talent-scarce industry in the world, which has been full of violence, vendettas, and crime for hundreds of years. And these are no longer in line with the times, you can't change your thinking and operate in a new way, this is the sunset industry.

I have a special ability to remember. Anything around me can be stored in my brain and never forgotten as long as it is edited with numbers, and I also have a master's degree in business administration with an IQ of 140.

Let me ask, how long is your little brother? ”

"It's relative, depending on the environment, up to 18 centimeters long." Shen Ming's face did not change and his heart did not beat, and he answered the unusually "sharp" question, "Do you still have relatives alive?" ”

"No, the car accident took my parents and my legs. How old was your first jerking off? The black dragon continued to ask sharply.

"15 years old. If you're smart, why do you want to be a gangster? Shen Ming sped up his speech.

"For the sake of life, a lame girl, a hooligan who can call and drink high-headed horses, so that bad people don't dare to bully me, how good. Have you ever fantasized about Long Legs 2? The black dragon had an evil smile on his lips.

“…… There are ......," Shen Ming admitted softly, "Do you have a way to survive the current murder?" ”

The black dragon in the painting stopped and looked at Shen Ming, "Skip it." ”

"Do you know the whereabouts of $3 billion?" Shen Ming seized the initiative on the issue.

"Skip."

"Is there a collusion between the accountant and you?"

"Skip."

"Can you tell me the truth?" Shen Ming said coldly.

"Yes, what I told you just now is the truth, so to answer my last question, why are you willing to take this business even though you know my predicament?" All the questions just now were funny, and only this was what the black dragon was most curious about.

"Because you need me, and I need money." Shen Ming's answer ended the tense game. The portrait of the human body numbered 1314 on the canvas in front of the black dragon was also completed.

"I don't know art, but you draw well." Shen Ming put on his clothes and walked behind the black dragon, for the first time he felt that he was still a little handsome, the eyes of the man on the canvas were as sharp as knives, the lines of his muscles echoed the scars, and his brushwork in one go was a master.

"If I like it, I'll give it to you, if I die, this painting will be very valuable, and it should be a reward for your honesty." The black dragon washed the paintbrush with clean water, and then woke up 2, and she was about to take a shower again......

Heilong has to take a pure milk bath twice a day, and it is estimated that her family used to run a ranch, so she has the strength to be so accustomed to her to spoil.

Simply eat some breakfast, Black Dragon's convoy is about to set off again, today is the day of the regular meeting of the heads of the 7 major gangs, once a month, must attend, this system is also 3 years ago Black Dragon himself first proposed, in order to facilitate everyone to communicate, there are contradictions on the table to make it clear, to avoid a big fight.

In the past, the venue of the regular meeting changed frequently, but in recent months, the venue has been in Vegas, and it is all about the missing black gold.

"Put this on." After getting into the nanny's car, Shen Ming handed Xiao Yi and Heilong a body armor.

Xiao Yi obediently put it into the suit, but the black dragon pushed it aside, "Thank you, if I need to wear this, I don't need to spend money to hire you." ”

"2, wear another one." Shen Ming said and handed the other one to Xiao Yi as well.

"Wear two? You're not sick in the head, are you? It's a hard thing to weigh on your chest. Xiao Yi frowned, obviously the body armor did not consider the comfort of women, especially the proud girl with Xiao Yi's 32C figure.

"Wear it, if there is danger to our employer, 2 pieces of thickness should be able to resist 7.62mm bullets." Shen Ming's sentence of "should" made Xiao Yi's face black, and he dared to love his bodyguard assistant, which was a "human body armor".

A convoy of 5 cars drove out of the headquarters of the Bamboo Curtain Society, Vegas in the morning is far less lively than at night, the sun and dry air are passers-by, more than 70% of the people in Vegas are nocturnal animals, and the remaining 30% are ordinary local shopping residents.

Not far from the city center, there is a "Little Hualien Shopping Street", which is referred to as a small Chinese street by Taiwanese businessmen who moved here, mainly selling fruits and vegetables, some simple daily necessities, and of course, this is also the traditional site of the Bamboo Curtain Society.

After getting in the car, Heilong is also very busy, and has been using the IPAD to check all kinds of emails sent by his subordinates. If you don't need the black dragon tube, she will read the instructions, and if you need it, you will deal with it yourself.

"Take a detour to Little Hualien Shopping Street." The black dragon commanded the driver.

"At this point in time, there are too many people in the shopping street." Shen Ming reminded.

"There is a big deal to deal with about the survival of the gang, and death is also to be done." The black dragon is more stubborn than Shen Ming.

Helplessly, the convoy changed direction and drove directly to the door of the small Hualien shopping street, the black dragon insisted on letting everyone else stay in the car, and those fierce and vicious entourages would scare the others, only 1 and 2 accompanied her to the place of the incident.

The big thing about the survival of the gang in the mouth of the black dragon turned out to be the boss of the two businesses #406 and #407 quarreling, which attracted many passers-by who shopped to watch inhumanely.

The old cannon, who is responsible for managing this street, took his two younger brothers to persuade him here, but these two paid protection money, and they both thought that the people who came were helping him, and they quarreled even harder, the sixth uncle who bought vegetables in 406 was holding a kitchen knife in his hand and his face was red and his neck was thick, and the seventh grandmother of 407 did not show weakness, and she was carrying a watermelon knife on her shoulder like the thirteenth sister of Hongxing.

"Do you want to do that?" Xiao Yi, who was pushing a wheelchair, frowned.

"Of course." The black dragon smiled. I734