Soul Painter

Now, this "Portrait of Three Pillars" has a head of Gao Van's "modernism" style, Picasso's "three-dimensional subject" upper body, Van Gogh's "impressionism" lower body, and Dali's "surrealism" double body. foot.

Talking is quite messy.

But when these styles are concentrated in a portrait, it does look... messy.

If this work is taken out, some people will believe that it is a child's graffiti, but if it is said to be a master's work, then many people will start to study with a magnifying glass to find out what the master's true meaning is.

Gao Fan was studying the painting with his arms folded and his chin pinched.

Wu Haoxue is also looking at it, but it is a horrible expression. As a painter, he feels that the masters have been defiled. At the same time, he also thinks that even a blind person can see that this painting is a blind painting. San Zhuxiong is afraid It's not easy to explain.

"I have an idea." Gao Fan suddenly said.

Now Wu Haoxue shudders when he hears Gao Fan say "I have an idea". This teacher's "idea" is generally difficult to understand.

"Xiao Wu, look, Van Gogh and Picasso, one separates the human body from space, and the other distorts the human body with enthusiasm. If we combine their styles into one work, what will we get?" Gao Fan asked.

"...This piece of rubbish in front of me?" Wu Haoxue answered truthfully.

"Although this picture is rubbish, it is an experimental product." Gao Fan also admitted that it is a piece of rubbish. He used Japan's leading main pillar as an experimental product, consumed rare soul dyes, and produced garbage, "I mean It is to further integrate the styles to the point that they are not separated from each other, they are brothers and sisters, and they are in perfect harmony!"

"I can't think of it..." Wu Haoxue shook his head, not knowing what it would be.

"That's tantamount to mixing all kinds of old mysteries together...Hey~" Gao Fan's eyes lit up, "If it's stable, it's a command spell, and if it's unstable, it's a bomb."

"Teacher, don't use mystery to do experiments anymore. That's the old days, the big devil who will suffer bad luck when you mention the name. I'm worried that if you continue to do this, something will happen sooner or later..."

At this time, Wu Haoxue's cell phone rang suddenly, he took it out and looked at it, his expression changed immediately.

"Teacher, it's too bad, the situation in Japan has changed!"

...

San Zhuxiong received his completed portrait today.

This is a 60X80 portrait painting, which is the size commonly used by painters. Although the style of the characters in the painting seems a bit weird, it does bring about miraculous changes in San Zhuxiong's body.

The current San Zhuxiong has returned to his heyday at the age of 40. He is clear-headed and muscular, like a bodybuilder, and has eight-pack abs. Although the color of the upper body is different from that of the lower body and the feet, it seems to be put together. But just the skin color is different.

It is better to be a human than to become a monster like a snake girl. San Zhuxiong has already heard that after becoming a demon, he will lose a lot of human interests and hobbies, which is a bit boring.

"Thank you!" Sanzhuxiong was a little excited to pick up the painting.

The painter's painting, with mystery.

As long as Sanzhuxiong gets this painting, he can control his eternal life.

The painter himself is relatively weak, and a sniper can handle it. The young man next to him is a bit difficult, but he is not beyond the scope of human beings. However, the identities of these two STK investigators make Sanzhuxiong very jealous. Otherwise, the robbery has already been started at this moment.

"Mr. Three Pillars..." Gao Fan held the painting but didn't give it to him, just smiled.

"Oh, yes, I understand." Sanzhuxiong suppressed the longing in his heart. At this moment, he could not offend STK or the painter who was holding a mystery. He took a folder from Ikeda, "This is a The Swiss bank's vault information, including cash, unmarked bonds, gold, artwork, etc., has a total value of 10 billion U.S. dollars."

"And..." Gao Fan continued to look at San Zhuxiong.

Sanzhuxiong hesitated for a moment, and then took out the little jade sword from his bosom. This miraculous object has been with him for nearly 100 years, and it is his most precious possession. It has saved him from many disasters. Among them, it can be said that without it, there would be no Sanzhuxiong today.

But from today onwards, he will gain even more precious eternal life.

The little jade sword was handed over to Gao Fan.

Gao Fan could finally take a closer look at the precious Command Seal he had been coveting for a long time, but he didn't have time to take a closer look. He first handed the painting to Sanzhuxiong with a smile, and told him: "Mr. Sanzhu must be careful to keep this portrait. , starting today, it is your life."

"……I will."

San Zhuxiong holds the portrait with both hands and examines it carefully, feeling the unity of the soul of the person in the painting and himself in a certain sense, his eyes reveal a fascinated expression, when his eyes look at Gao Fan again, there is already a certain an unknown meaning.

This implication made Wu Haoxue's hairs stand on end.

Too dangerous.

He couldn't imagine that San Zhuxiong, who was so humble one second, would look at him and Gao Fan with such eyes in the next second, the kind of cold-blooded hunters to prey.

But Gao Fan seemed to have expected it, but with a slightly crazy smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at San Zhuxiong without fear, as if Gao Fan was the hunter, and San Zhuxiong was just the prey struggling in vain.

Only a madman can fight against a madman... Wu Haoxue had such an idea at this moment.

"Let's go~" Gao Fan waved his hand, making the tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed. He took a folder worth 10 billion U.S. dollars, took Wu Haoxue into the car arranged by Sanzhuxiong, and opened the car window before leaving. Zhong poked his head out and said to Sanzhuxiong: "Mr. Sanzhu has relatives and friends who want to buy eternal life, so come to me, 10 billion US dollars is worth it~"

San Zhuxiong smiled and waved to Gao Fan, and waved to the car going away.

"Patriarch..." Ikeda seemed to be asking why he didn't do anything.

"Kidnapping or killing them is tantamount to starting a war with STK, which is very dangerous." San Zhuxiong said.

"But aren't we already going to form an alliance with the Siam-Russian Federation?" Ikeda asked.

"Heh~" Sanzhuxiong looked at Ikeda and smiled contemptuously, "Take the eternal life and talk to the Siam-Russian Federation, it will be an alliance, otherwise they will be my masters."

"If you are worried about Gao Fan's tricks in the painting, please rest assured, the owner. I have investigated, and he does not have such ability. The capabilities of the Russian Federation, so we can completely get rid of him." Ikeda said that Gao Fan was still in their car, and it was not too late to make this decision.

"The question is...can I trust you?" Sanzhuxiong said.

"Patriarch!" Ikeda knelt down and kowtowed to the ground.

San Zhuxiong did not speak, Ikeda's repeated inclination towards the Siam-Russia Federation has already made him suspicious of it. In addition, it is good to keep the painter, but it is also very dangerous. It is not worth taking this risk for the Siam-Russia Federation... In addition, it is also The painter's calmness when he left made the suspicious San Zhuxiong not dare to act rashly.

It is normal to see 383 and 384 in the background, but the client is down, and the content has been replaced several times, so I have to find an editor tomorrow. I am very sorry, students.