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Chapter 559 Making a Living by Selling Paintings

Behind him, there are lifelike paintings of various landscapes, flowers and birds, each of which is top-grade.

What caught Huang Zhenzhen's attention was that Su Shaoxuan painted with his eyebrows lowered and concentrated.

But from time to time, he used his left hand to cover the fingers of his right hand for painting, and his brows were slightly frowned, wondering if it was because of the pain in the finger joints.

A picture came to her mind.

In the past, she saw Su Shaoxuan's ten fingernails were bloody pulled off by the female tyrant, and even ten fingers were broken alive.

Is it because the wound left at that time was not healed in time, so that caused him to be in pain when painting?

The nails on those hands could not be seen to have been pulled out, presumably they had grown back, but the memories of the past could never be forgotten.

In addition to his fingers, Huang Zhenzhen also saw his palm.

There was a knife mark on the palm, passing through it.

When she transmigrated to become the empress of the Jin Kingdom, the wound on his finger was not healed, festered and thickened, so she asked the imperial doctor to heal him.

Years later, the knife marks on the palm are still there, abruptly destroying the beauty.

Besides these, what made her pay more attention was that a group of gangsters surrounded him and spoke aggressively.

"As for the protection fee, if you don't pay it, believe it or not, I will ruin your business."

Su Shaoxuan didn't stop painting, he just replied lightly, "Didn't I just collect it in the morning."

"Morning is morning, afternoon is afternoon. I protected you in the morning. If you don't pay the protection fee in the afternoon, then...hehe...you know the consequences."

"Not a single painting has been sold today, and no money has been made for the time being."

As soon as these words came out, the gangsters immediately became angry.

"It's your business if you can't sell it. I just want the protection fee. If you don't pay it, you won't be able to continue setting up a stall here in the future. Not only that, I will also smash all your calligraphy and paintings."

Zhang Daqiang, the leader of the hooligans, was bossy and geared up. It seemed that as long as Su Shaoxuan dared to shirk, they would punch him one by one, ruin his business, and beat him up again.

The people nearby did not dare to go forward to persuade him, and they were also afraid of Zhang Daqiang, so they could only gather together and discuss in a low voice.

"Zhang Daqiang is getting more and more excessive. He used to charge once every three days, then once a day, and now he charges twice a day. You said, we are also a small business with so much protection fee, how can we afford it?"

"That's right. He also collected my protection fee just now. What I earned today is not enough for him. If this continues, how will I live this day?"

"The Mr. Su who sells paintings is also pitiful. He just smashed the stall yesterday. If he smashed the stall again today, then... wouldn't he lose all his money? Even if the painstakingly made paintings don’t cost money, you can buy pens, inks and rice paper I want money too."

"No, I heard that Mr. Su still has a whole body of illnesses. The money he earns from selling paintings every day is not enough to see a doctor. These people are really vampires."

"Shh, keep your voice down, do you want to die? If they hear it, do we still have our lives? That Zhang Daqiang is Master Zhang's nephew. Offending him is not seeking death."

Although their voices were low, Huang Zhenzhen and Qiu Chen listened to every word.

Qiu Chen put his hands behind his back and sighed with regret.

"With Su Shaoxuan's martial arts, it only takes a blink of an eye to kill them, but he... even if he regards himself as a real commoner, he doesn't need to be so grievous."

Huang Zhenzhen's hand holding the jade pendant tightened slightly, with no expression on his face, but his heart was full of twists and turns.

It's not that he was wronged and asked for perfection.

It's that he doesn't want to kill anymore.

For a killer, once he makes a move, the opponent will either die or be disabled.

She didn't know why Su Shaoxuan chose this path.

But she knew that Su Shaoxuan was never easy to kill.Even though he was trained to be a killer since he was a child, he was forced by life, and he had no choice.

Huang Zhenzhen frowned, suppressing all thoughts.

Or, being ordinary is what Su Shaoxuan wants.

This kind of life is also suitable for him, at least there is no need to intrigue and fight.

"Hey, are you dumb? I will ask you one last time, will you pay the protection fee?"

With a bang, Zhang Daqiang slapped the table hard, and the splashed ink splashed on the painting of birds and phoenixes that Su Shaoxuan was drawing.

The picture of a hundred birds facing the phoenix that was about to be drawn was completely polluted due to ink splashing.

Su Shaoxuan's pen and ink were frozen in the air, looking at the picture of a hundred birds facing the phoenix, dazed in a daze.

"Hey, I let you set up a stall here because I saw you as pitiful. Since you don't pay the protection fee, then don't blame me for being rude. Brothers, smash the stall for me, smash it hard, and even a painting is worthless." Don't stay."

"Yes."

Seeing those bullies tearing up calligraphy and paintings one by one, Su Shaoxuan still sat there, watching them smash his stall.

The people on one side looked at Su Shaoxuan sympathetically.

Huang Zhenzhen's eyes turned cold.

With a kick, a few stones hit the bullies accurately, causing them to scream in pain.

"Who, who dares to hit me with a stone, grass, I have a bag on my head, whoever doesn't have eyes, stand up for me."

"boom……"

Another stone hit Zhang Daqiang's head, and in an instant another big bag popped up. That stone hit him, making his brain buzz with pain, and he couldn't even stand upright. If it wasn't for the help of his subordinates I'm afraid I've already fallen down.

Su Shaoxuan's cold eyes looked towards Huang Zhenzhen almost immediately, and there was a little surprise on Gujing Wubo's face.

Huang Zhenzhen's body flickered, and everyone didn't see how she moved at all. A group of bullies had fallen to the ground in disorder, all hugging their feet and howling, unable to stand up for a long time.

hiss...

The people were shocked.

Zhang Daqiang was also shocked.

Who?
Who did it?
This speed is probably too fast.

"Ah...it hurts me to death..."

Someone kicked his stomach, Zhang Daqiang almost vomited out all of today's things, his body was so painful that he couldn't straighten up.

I can even feel that several ribs are broken.

At this moment, he finally saw clearly that the one who beat him was a young woman, she was very good-looking, but those eyes seemed to be frozen, making people shiver from the cold.

"You...you dare to hit me, do you know who I am? My uncle is the teacher, and my sister is the county magistrate's concubine. I...ah..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Daqiang's fingers were stepped on the ground, and he screamed in pain.

He wanted to break her leg, but her other foot stepped on it.

This is the first time he has been so humiliated.

A pair of hands was firmly trampled by a pair of legs of a woman, and he had no way to break free.

He even had an illusion that as long as she exerted all his strength, his hands would be useless, and maybe even his life would be lost.

"Apologize to him immediately."

(End of this chapter)