Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 770: God's unique skills, the world in the painting, the style of the strong

The night sky over the Bund fell like velvet, and Sir William's villa lit up. The brilliant lights shone through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows, casting tiny golden scales on the surface of the Huangpu River.

This is a villa building with a Gothic spire. The roof is covered with crimson tiles and the granite exterior walls are illuminated by crystal chandeliers. The design is avant-garde and magnificent. Even in the Magic City where every inch of land is valuable, it is definitely one of the best.

The owner of the villa, Sir William, is not only a member of the Municipal Council’s Board of Directors and has a significant say in the Municipal Council, but he is also a nobleman personally conferred by the Queen of Britain.

At the same time, he was also a student at the London Academy of Magic, where he had won many honors and was even able to stay at the Ministry of Magic and chat and laugh with the Order of Merlin winners in the Palace of Westminster.

But he gave it up. Compared with the boring magic research and the dangerous tasks in the Ministry of Magic, he preferred the free and easy life of aristocrats.

The Magic City in the Far East, as an emerging market, is an undivided piece of cake. There are no shackles of "Wizard Law" here, and the gold of foreign Muggles is as endless as the water of the Huangpu River, so he came.

His decision was very successful. Relying on his own prestige and family influence, he became a director of the Municipal Council's board of directors. He had a huge say in the Municipal Council and even held a pivotal position in the entire Magic City. No one was willing to challenge his authority easily.

Because in the entire board of directors of the Municipal Council, no one who is more powerful than him can beat him, and no one who can beat him is more powerful than him.

With the blessing of multiple identities, he can be said to be a local emperor in the entire Magic City. He has never been humiliated. Even the warlords have to be polite when they meet him.

But recently, a new church called Tiantong Church has emerged and stirred up trouble in Shanghai, affecting his interests and making him very uncomfortable.

He had also ordered to make things difficult for the other party, which was quite effective in the early stages and made it difficult for the Tiantong Church to move forward. But now, with the emergence of the Tiantong Sect Leader, he somewhat regretted his previous actions.

At this moment, he was calling several directors of the Municipal Council who were still in Shanghai to come to his house for a meeting to discuss what attitude they should adopt towards the Tiantong Church next.

And just when they were gathered together for the meeting, Zhang Zhiwei and his group also arrived in front of their villa.

Lu Ci slapped the ground with his palm, used his Ruyi Power to probe inside, and said:
"There must be at least three hundred people in this villa. Senior Brother Zhang, shall we just charge in?"

"No, let's try another way!" Zhang Zhiwei shook his head.

He did not intend to rush in directly like he did to wipe out the Japanese pirates' dojo, because he did not want to raze the Municipal Council now.

The board of directors of the Municipal Council was composed of people from various countries in order to better manage the public concession.

Although the International Settlement is a very shameful existence, this is a very bad time. Many places governed by warlords are worse than here.

If the board of directors of the Municipal Council was eliminated and the forces behind the Municipal Council were allowed to intervene directly, it might lead to a heated war, or even make things worse, which was something he did not want to see.

The existence of the Municipal Council can at least bring some superficial peace no matter how turbulent the waves are in the dark.

Peace is hard to come by, even if it’s just on the surface.

Just like during the day, the Japanese pirate fleet was aggressive, but they had to avoid the International Settlement and the French Concession and did not dare to fire recklessly.

Even after the outbreak of full-scale war, the public concessions continued to exist for a considerable period of time and provided a lot of convenience.

At this stage, it still has its meaning.

Therefore, Zhang Zhiwei did not want to enter by killing everyone. He planned to sneak in and have a good talk with the directors in his own way to see whether these directors were sensible or not.
For Zhang Zhiwei, who has mastered the seventy-two transformations, sneaking into a villa is as easy as eating and drinking.

However, Lu Jin, Lu Ci and others expressed their desire to go along, which became quite troublesome as Zhang Zhiwei had no way of allowing them to transform as well.

At this time, Wang Ai stepped forward and said that he could use his magical powers to lead everyone in.

"In addition to long-distance communication, your magic paint can also carry out group stealth?" Zhang Huaiyi asked in surprise.

"Big Ears, who are you looking down on? Yin-Yang Paper is just a very small and insignificant application of my Wang Family's magic paint. Next, I will show you my skills and open your eyes!"

Wang Ai puffed out his chest and said with pride.

During this period, Lu Jin and Lu Ci were making progress, and he was not idle either. He not only vigorously developed the Tiantong Church and practiced the horse gang military tactics, but also took into account the family's unique martial arts, Shentu.

"Then I'll wait and see!" said Zhang Huaiyi.

Zhang Zhiwei also looked very interested, wanting to see what Wang Ai could do.

"What I'm going to show you is the divine painting technique - the world in the painting. Next, I will 'color' you. Don't resist!"

After saying that, Wang Ai took out his paintbrush, transformed Qi into colorful pigments, and began to mix colors and paint. Then, like splashing ink, he sprinkled the colorful pigments on everyone, giving them a layer of color.

The specific effect produced is like the special effect of instantly turning into a cartoon face that frequently appears in short video software in later generations.

After being "colored" by Wang Ai, Zhang Zhiwei and the others all turned into cartoon-like images.

Among them, Lu Jin and Lu Ci are the most handsome, with faces like comic book protagonists.

Tian Jinzhong is unremarkable, just like a bystander.

Wang Ai and Zhang Huaiyi, however, have ugly paintings.

Zhang Zhiwei is a character with squinting eyes and a rather sloppy painting style.

"This, this is too..."

Zhang Huaiyi looked at Zhang Zhiwei, who had a strong painting style, and then looked at Lu Ci and Lu Jin. He was somewhat dissatisfied with the image that Wang Ai had drawn for him.

But after taking a look at Wang Ai himself, he immediately no longer had any dissatisfaction.

Wang Ai painted himself an ugly painting, so it shouldn't be directed at him.

He admitted his shortcomings, and then secretly vowed in his heart that he must marry a beautiful and well-built wife in the future to improve the genes of our Zhang family...

Wang Ai's gaze lingered on Lu Jin and Lu Ci, and he secretly sighed that it was unfair. They were all from the same four families, but why was he fat and big-eared while these two looked like human beings?
But after taking a look at Zhang Huaiyi, Wang Ai felt better because there was still someone to support him.

"These colors are made with my Qi... Covering them is just to facilitate stealth, it won't hinder you from using your methods."

As Wang Ai spoke, he picked up a paintbrush and drew five overlapping doors on the ground. Then he looked up at Zhang Zhiwei, who was the tallest.

"Well... if we want to sneak in, we need to compress the ratio a bit!"

Wang Ai then drew four smaller doors inside the door, making a total of seven doors, stacked on top of each other.

After finishing the painting, he picked up the paintbrush again and pointed at the center of the door, and the seven doors glowed at the same time.

"The seven-layer gate has been opened. Only those who have been 'lusted' can pass through this 'gate'. I will go in first, and you guys hurry up and follow me!"

After saying that, Wang Ai jumped into the glowing door. The moment he jumped in, his figure shrank rapidly, shrinking a little bit with each door he passed through, until he suddenly disappeared in the white light after passing through the seventh door. "What a brilliant way to borrow the passage!" Zhang Zhiwei exclaimed.

He recalled the scene when Patriarch Wang took something from a painting during the Lu family's birthday banquet. The method Patriarch Wang used at that time should be somewhat similar to the world in this painting.

Then he jumped in.

Seeing this, others followed suit and went in.

The world in the painting is in black and white, just like when writing or painting, the ink penetrates through the paper and forms a picture on the back of the paper.

As they walked in this black and white world, they could clearly see that there were many strange patterns in this painting. Some looked like dragons, some looked like snakes, some were human-shaped, and some were indescribable...

"What are these floating things?" Lu Jin asked.

Wang Ai said: "I don't know either. Anyway, don't worry about them. They can't get in our way. Just treat them as floating objects in the air in the outside world!"

Zhang Zhiwei did not say anything, but looked around. He knew what those strange patterns were.

The world in the Wang family's paintings is similar to the secret world among the 72 Earthly Evil Techniques he knows.

It’s just that Tongyou is walking directly in the spiritual world, while the world in the painting is just a passage, and the "color" on the body is the vehicle for the passage.

As for those floating patterns, they are actually the imprints left in the spiritual world by some earthly beings after their death.

In short, it is just like walking in the outside world and encountering a few graves.

It’s just that the graves outside can be flattened and moved, but no one cares about the imprints here, so they are everywhere.

The stronger the existence, the more important the existence, the deeper the mark it leaves on the spiritual world.

If one were to simply walk through the spiritual world and run into these spiritual imprints, something terrible might happen.

But they have been painted with "color" by God, and have been separated from the spiritual world, so they don't have to worry about being attacked by these marks.

Although Zhang Zhiwei saw through the essence of the Wang family's technique at a glance, he had to admit that Shen Tu was unpredictable.

However, he understood it, but others did not.

They looked at the world in black and white, not knowing where to go.

"Wait a minute, I'll open your eyes!"

Wang Ai took out a paintbrush and dripped a drop of colored ink on everyone's left eye in turn.

In an instant, everyone's left eyes suddenly opened up and they saw the scenes outside the world in the painting.

There are extremely tall buildings all around, and Sir William's mansion is like a huge mountain.

And they have all turned into three-inch little men, stuck on the ground like two-dimensional patterns, so everything looks big to them.

"This, this, this...what is going on?" This scene made Zhang Huaiyi feel extremely bizarre.

"See? This is what we look like now!" Wang Ai said, "I only opened your left eye. You can see the outside with your left eye, and the right eye focuses on everything in the world in the painting. You can just open and close your eyes and switch between them."

"Let's go, let's go into the villa!"

Wang Ai was jogging in the world in the painting.

Outside, on the ground, the three-inch cartoon-like little man also started running with his short legs.

Although the little man on the ground was small, his moving speed did not decrease proportionally. In just a blink of an eye, he quickly climbed over the wall of the villa and entered it like a walking sticker.

Wang Ai said as he ran: "By the way, the 'color' on our bodies will evaporate. After evaporating completely, we will be forcibly kicked out of the world in the painting."

"The color I applied to you should be enough to last about two hours."

"Don't worry though, I can always touch up the color on you once it fades."

"In the world of the painting, we cannot affect the outside world, and the outside world, generally speaking, cannot affect us."

“So, even if they see us on the ground outside, they won’t be able to hit us.”

"Besides, I drew seven layers of gates, which reduced our size by seven times, so it's not easy for us to be seen."

……

A bunch of cartoon characters were running around in the villa, close to the ground.

The defenses in the villa were very strict, and it was obvious that Sir William was very afraid of death. After all, a wizard's body was very weak, and if someone shot him unexpectedly, he would not be able to withstand it.

Therefore, every corner inside is filled with guards. These guards are all tall white men, each of them is armed with a gun and has a solemn temperament.

In terms of quality, they are much higher than the loose-minded Indian bodyguards hired by Edward.

However, these are of no use to them in the world of the painting.

They entered the innermost part of the villa as if they were in an empty place, and then walked along the ground under the door to enter the meeting room.

In the conference room hall, Sir William sat beside the carved and gilded fireplace, saying nothing. The fire danced in his gray-blue pupils, but could not dispel the gloom between his brows.

A group of cartoon characters walked around the center of the conference room, along the wall, found a sofa on the edge, and sat on it.

"Fatty, you can't hear the conversation outside, what are you going to do, lip sync?" Lu Ci said.

"Don't worry, I'll make a hole so that I can hear what they say, but then they can hear us too, so we have to speak quietly."

Wang Ai took out a paintbrush and drew a small door in the painting world. Then, a sound came out.

A director of the Municipal Council said: "You are all a little too cautious. We have already made concessions and will no longer interfere with the Tiantong Church's operations in the Magic City. We even cleared up the rumors about the last riot in the newspapers. They won't cause trouble for us, right? This is good for them?!"

"Yes, this omnipotent Tiantong leader destroyed Japan's independent fleet. It can be said that he has completely stood on the opposite side of Japan. If he offends us again, what does he want to do? Make the world his enemy? He should make a choice. Of course, we'd better not provoke him." said a white old man with white hair, hooked nose, and skin as pale as paper.

"That's true. He destroyed the independent fleet. Japan will react. As long as they don't touch our interests in Shanghai, we can just sit back and watch the fight." Another board member said.

(End of this chapter)