Chapter 208 I Will Testify for You

Of course Li Zang can paint, and his painting skills come from his strength.

If you understand one law, you will understand all laws.

Drawing is nothing more than the technique of depicting what you see on paper.

It’s so simple, as easy as drinking cold water.

As for the so-called rhyme of Tao, it is nothing more than an addition that comes at random and is not worth mentioning.

However, this thing that is not worth mentioning in Li Zang's eyes is an incomparable magical power in the eyes of the young painter!

He was immediately astonished and felt that he had never seen a master like Li Zang in all his years!

Each stroke seemed to have a magical attraction, bringing him into another world and letting him see what a real mountain is!

Not only is it a likeness, the person in the painting has an indescribable sense of reality, as if she is a real person who can walk out of the paper...

This strange feeling really exists and is extremely clear!

It’s hard to imagine what kind of painting this is!

"Incredible, it's really incredible!"

Li Zang ignored the young painter, but turned to look at Shen Yuemo, who looked very happy, and asked with a smile: "How is it? Is the painting good?"

Shen Yuemo nodded repeatedly, the love in her eyes could not be wiped away.

She reached out her hand and picked up the painting, her eyes smiling, as if the painting in her hand was an irreplaceable treasure!

“It’s so beautiful!”

Li Zang smiled and said, "As long as you like it."

“Hehehe~”

Shen Yuemo was very happy, so she showed her signature smile.

Li Zang turned his head, looked at the young painter, and said, "By the way, how much is it? I'll give it to you."

“No, no, no!”

The young painter seemed to have heard something absurd, and quickly waved his hands to refuse, "Brother, please don't embarrass me. Your painting skills are many times better than mine. I can earn money just by looking at it. How dare you charge me!"

"I'm thankful that you don't take my money!"

The young painter saw a higher level of Tao in one of Li Zang's paintings. With the help of this observation, he clarified the path he would take in the future and knew how to walk his future path.

To put it bluntly, this is the grace of teaching, imparting knowledge and resolving doubts.

This kindness is as heavy as a mountain and cannot be repaid.

What is a piece of paper?

"One thing at a time."

After Li Zang finished speaking, he scanned the QR code next to him with his mobile phone and sent him twenty yuan.

"this……"

The young painter wanted to say something, but Li Zang gave him a look and he stopped talking immediately.

Li Zang turned to Momo and said, "Shall we continue our walk?"

Shen Yuemo nodded.

"Bang."

Just at this moment, there was a sudden loud noise.

Several fat, flat-headed gangsters wearing tight jackets and tight pants came over. The leader of them kicked over the young painter's painting stand.

Among this group of people, there were naturally two familiar figures, namely the couple of tourists who just passed by and were confronted by the young painter.

"I heard that it was you who sent the little bully to the hospital. Is that true?"

The gangster leader was wearing black sunglasses and had a cold look on his face that made people dare not look at him directly.

Regardless of whether it was night or not, his sunglasses were really dark.

The young painter frowned, seeing the other person's disdain and arrogance in his expression...

Black is really black, the opponent's tights are actually eagle-shaped...

The young painter didn't say anything or move, but several gangsters surrounded him.

Judging from their appearance, they were obviously people who did this kind of thing frequently. They acted quickly and efficiently, and did not give the young painter any chance to escape.

The young painter didn't say anything, his eyes met the man in sunglasses and he looked at him straight.

Of course, he did not forget to glance at the male tourist who had just been thrown out by him.

In response to the young painter's silence, the man in sunglasses snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "I really didn't expect that someone as frail as you could actually hurt my brother. No matter how you look at it, you don't look like that kind of person."

The man in sunglasses said as he walked forward, stretched out his hand and patted the young painter on the face twice, and roared at him: "Tell me, how should this be resolved?"

The young painter looked unhappy and seemed to be holding back his anger.

He is certainly not weak, but he doesn't want to cause trouble. Although he is very strong, if he takes action now, it would be a fight, not self-defense.

The Mad Dog Sect disciples who are well-versed in criminal law will not make mistakes on such details.

Those who made mistakes in details have been expelled from the school and put in jail.

I really hope you can be more sensible and keep things quiet, otherwise don't blame me.

At this time, many people gathered around. When they saw the young painter being surrounded, they stood aside and watched from a distance.

Not everyone likes to meddle in other people's business...

And the cost of meddling in other people's affairs is getting higher and higher.

The society is very dark. There are some things that you can just ignore if you can. Just watch the excitement and at most quietly help to call the police.

The world is really becoming more and more chaotic.

The young painter glanced at Li Zang and Shen Yuemo, and seemed to say, "You two should go first, don't let others get hurt because of my affairs."

He was confident that he could handle the situation at hand and didn't want others to be dragged into unnecessary disaster because of him.

Not to mention, he was my benefactor!

"What are you looking at when you have time?"

The man in sunglasses followed the young painter's gaze and immediately saw Li Zang and Shen Yuemo. His gaze stopped on Shen Yuemo.

His eyes were bright, flashing with surprise and desire.

"Oh, there's actually a pretty little sister."

"Little sister, add me on WeChat."

When Shen Yuemo heard this, her expression did not change. She still held the painting that Li Zang had drawn for her and smiled happily.

Now, she would not have any mood swings because of a character like the man in sunglasses.

Not to mention that Li Zang is right next to her, even if he is not there, she can kill people with just a glance!

The man in sunglasses was about to walk towards Shen Yuemo, but the young painter grabbed his hand.

The man in sunglasses turned around and saw that the young painter still didn't say a word, and his eyes had changed, becoming unyielding and stubborn.

Inexplicably, a nameless fire burst out from his chest. The man in sunglasses spat fiercely and suddenly punched the young painter.

"What the hell are you looking at!"

The punch was as fast as the wind, creating a strong airflow.

The cultivation level of the man in sunglasses is not bad, it can even be said to be quite powerful!

Seeing that the young painter was about to bleed from the opponent's punch, some onlookers couldn't help but exclaim, and some girls turned their heads away in fear.

However, the punch did not land on the young painter's face, because he grasped the opponent's fist with his hand, and when the opponent was stunned, he suddenly pulled out a drawing pencil and pressed the sharp pencil directly against the opponent's throat.

A pencil, by itself, naturally does not have much killing power.

But if the power of true energy is added, then even a pencil will become terrifyingly sharp at such a close distance!

"Don't force me to do it."

The situation changed suddenly, and not only the onlookers were surprised, but even the social friends of the man in sunglasses were stunned.

They never thought that the other party could actually catch the eldest brother's fist and even dare to resist. To be honest, this was the first time they had encountered such a thing.

They have always been the ones who bully others by relying on their numbers. No matter whether it was before or after the revival of spiritual energy, no one dared to confront them head-on.

This sudden and severe attack was a bit unexpected for them.

The sunglasses man could clearly feel the coldness of the pen tip through his fragile throat, but he was also a man used to being aggressive, so he pretended to be calm and said to the young painter in a deep voice, "Boy, I think you really want to die, right?"

"I don't cause trouble, but I'm not afraid of trouble either."

The young painter raised his lips slightly, revealing a cruel smile on his face. He slowly added strength to his right hand, and soon, a hint of crimson seeped out from the tip of the pen.

The man in sunglasses clearly felt the pain in his throat. He looked up and saw that the young painter looked serious. He was so scared that he dared not say anything harsh anymore. He quickly begged for mercy, "Hero, spare my life. Let's talk it over!"

The young painter sneered at this and used his brush to point at the man's neck a few times, as if asking in embarrassment: "Tell me, do I dare to poke a few holes in your neck?"

"Ah, hero, spare me, hero, spare me. I was blind and offended you, big brother. Please don't be so polite."

The man in sunglasses was really scared. The young painter's performance was that of a master. His skills were definitely better than his, otherwise, he would not have been able to take on his punch.

Originally, he thought that the other party could knock down his own henchmen, and that his strength was at most slightly stronger than his henchmen. But he never thought that after the collision he would realize that he was so much stronger. It was really like kicking on a steel plate.

The man in sunglasses had one hand hidden behind his back, and kept gesturing with that hand while he was saying these words.

And with his gesture, a gangster had already circled behind the young painter.

The young painter was about to stop when the next second, he heard the people around him exclaim, "Be careful!"

That's a knife!

With a cold light, it stabbed the young painter's waist!

Hearing everyone's exclamations, the young painter immediately became alert and dodged the sudden attack by moving sideways.

Then, he saw the knife shining with cold light, and he was terrified. He thought that if he hadn't dodged quickly, he would probably be killed!

If he were just an ordinary person, perhaps he would have been in the hospital by now!

The gangster who launched the sneak attack was a little dazed, because he felt that just when he was about to stab the other person, his whole body seemed to pause for a moment!

In just a short while, his sneak attack failed...

The man in sunglasses escaped from danger and roared viciously: "Brothers, kill him!"

"Damn it!"

The young painter's eyes immediately turned red, and he rushed out like an arrow from a bow, and those gangsters also took action. Each of them had a weapon in his hand, and they rushed towards the young painter. One of the gangsters took the iron rod in his hand and smashed it on the young painter's head without mercy.

The iron rod in the hands of this gangster was emitting spiritual fluctuations, and there was an illusory, strong and muscular spirit of the weapon right behind him, exuding a domineering aura!

When it comes to fighting, it all depends on who is more ruthless!

Seeing that the young painter was about to become a bloody mess under this blow, the next second, the young painter nimbly dodged the opponent's attack, and stabbed out with the pencil in his hand. With Ling Zhan's momentum, the sharp tip of the pencil stabbed fiercely into the chest of this gangster!

In an instant, the gangster's face turned pale, and he knelt down weakly, holding his chest and unable to twitch.

With just one move, a person loses his ability to fight!

The man in sunglasses looked much uglier. They were very experienced in fighting. Seeing that the thin young painter had entered their group, they immediately exchanged glances with each other and directly surrounded him.

If it had been before his sudden realization, the young painter would have run away long ago.

However, after his sudden realization, his reaction ability had become super strong. Before they could completely surround him, the pencil in his hand stabbed another person, knocking him to the ground.

The rules of the Mad Dog Sect are that you either don't fight at all, or if you do, you'll beat them to death!

The pencil in the young painter's hand is even sharper than a knife. With the help of his internal energy, it can directly pierce a bloody hole in a person.

Soon, several gangsters were knocked down.

Everyone has at least one small hole in his body.

"Sorry bro, we were wrong!"

The man in sunglasses covered his bleeding chest and begged for mercy.

Seeing that the other party was so scared that he begged for mercy, the young painter did not look happy at all. On the contrary, he became more worried.

He was very worried, fearing that this time his action went beyond the scope of self-defense.

If he exceeded the limit, he might end up in jail... However, he had no way to deal with the current situation.

Although they had some elements of sneak attacks, their counterattacks were also not light.

Moreover, the key point is that it is really hard to say about things like this.

well……

"You are acting in self-defense. I will testify for you later." Li Zang suddenly said.

The young painter was stunned for a moment after hearing what Li Zang said, then he smiled, the worry on his face disappeared, and he quickly thanked him: "Thank you, big brother."

Shen Yuemo also followed suit and said, "I will testify for you as well."

The two people's words were like a switch, turning on the response of the people around them.

"Brother, you are right. I will testify for you later."

"Young man, I will testify for you later that these are the bad guys."

"I am here to testify for you too!"

"I……"

The young painter was stunned, and could only hear many voices supporting him ringing in his ears.

His heart suddenly warmed up.

As expected, there are still many good people in society!

With this support, he feels he can poke these social big brothers a few more times!

The big brothers in society who were still able to move, when they saw the look in the young painter's eyes, all took a step back and looked at him cautiously.

At this moment, they admitted that they were afraid...

(End of this chapter)