Supreme Ares Daddy

Chapter 463

As soon as Guan Qianjun approached the dense crowd in front, something interesting happened.

Those people gave way one after another!

It's still a road big enough for a small car to drive in!

At first glance, it seems that everyone knows that Guan Qianjun is a big shot.

Now that the big man is here, we must quickly make way for him!

but!
All of them turned their backs to Guan Qianjun, and they didn't have eyes on the back of their heads. Moreover, when they got out of the way, they stumbled and some almost didn't fall.

"What's going on? Why did I go aside?"

"Who pushed me away just now? Why are you so unqualified?"

"You're staring at me! It's not me who pushed me away, I was pushed away too, alright, I'm the victim!!"

"Damn! Why are you staring at me again? I didn't push!!"

……

Amidst low roars, Guan Qianjun walked in calmly.

Li Quanyang followed closely behind.

In front, there was a thick rosewood long table with irregular edges and simple patterns, which fully demonstrated the extraordinary value of this long table.

Sitting on a grand teacher's chair next to him was a graceful man in his sixties, with a dignified aura everywhere. It could be seen that he had an extraordinary background, he was the high-ranking official from the provincial capital.

Behind him stood a group of respectful people.

And behind the long table, a tall and thin man in a mandarin jacket and gown, also in his 60s or [-]s, was slowly rubbing ink in front of a large piece of rice paper.

He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was about to doze off, but there was a sharp light in the slits of his eyes.

This person is not bad! !

Behind the senior official, a bloated man in his fifties said flatteringly, "Zhang Xing..."

The senior officer immediately looked up at him, showing dissatisfaction.

The man quickly changed his words: "Old Mr. Zhang, Master Zha is very particular. When ordinary people come, he asks others to help grind the ink, even if it's my level, it's still the same!"

"Only when you come can you enjoy this kind of treatment! I heard that Master Zha's best calligraphy and paintings are inseparable from his own ink grinding. The ink he grinds is thick and even!"

"That is the basis for writing superior calligraphy and painting!!"

There was a burst of exclamation all around, saying that Mr. Zhang was indeed a person of extraordinary background, so that Master Zha could grind the ink with his own hands to write the best calligraphy and paintings.

That old Mr. Zhang obviously enjoys being called that, and he also enjoys being called that.

He patted his leg lightly, and smiled slightly: "Master Zha is a well-known master all over the country, I... I am really honored!"

"That's not it!"

The bloated man is also a big boss in the local area. He said happily, "Master Zha is the best talent in our Zhongling County, a living treasure!"

"I don't dare to talk about the whole country, but looking at the whole province, whether it is calligraphy or landscape painting, no one can compare to him!!"

Master Zha, Zha Liangyong, naturally heard this too, but they had no other distractions and focused on grinding ink.

It seems that in this world, there is only this box of thick ink under his hands.

He didn't mean to be pretentious. The ink he polished, whether writing or painting, is particularly aura.

but!
Sudden! !
He raised his head suddenly, his eyes were even brighter.

This look almost turned into sharp arrows, stabbing people to death!
It is enough to see that Master Zha is also a strong man in the world of martial arts.

His strength, I'm afraid it has already surpassed the rank of ordinary strongman.

The one who looked over was Guan Qianjun who had just passed through the crowd.

This kind of look is enough to make ordinary experts feel that their internal organs are damaged, but Guan Qianjun is calm and composed, and even bared his teeth at Zha Liangyong.

And behind!
Li Quanyang stared at him fiercely, and was about to pounce on him, settle accounts with him, and ask the whereabouts of the two siblings.

He was stopped by Guan Qianjun.

In fact, at the beginning, Zha Liangyong was looking at Li Quanyang.

As the task dispatcher of the killer organization, he could tell who Li Quanyang was at a glance, so he couldn't help but be surprised.

More than 20 killers, isn't it enough to kill him?

It stands to reason that although this Li Quanyang is also a strong man, more than 20 masters are enough to kill him!
just now!

But it appeared here! !
So, not only did the killers fail to kill him, they not only wiped out the entire army, but also turned out a traitor and betrayed him?

Soon, Cha Liang never looked at Li Quanyang again.

He looked at Guan Qianjun.

even!

Also took a deep look.

Immediately!

There was a shock in my heart!
At this time, Guan Qianjun did not hide his breath.

Everyone has their own aura, and everyone can roughly sense who the other person is from the aura of the other person, but ordinary people don't have too deep awareness and research.

Cha Leong will never be the same.

As the dispatcher of the killer organization, he can easily feel the depth of a person.

What's more, Guan Qianjun deliberately released his murderous aura!
His blood!
His killing! !

On the contrary, Zha Liangyong's eyes were stung, and vaguely, it was as if he saw a huge battlefield, full of fighting scenes, bloody and bloody everywhere!
Countless corpses fell on the ground.

Bloody! !

But the person in front of him has been standing there incomparably majestic.

As if to declare! !

Those who offend me will die! !
Chill!
The people around suddenly let out an exclamation.

That old Mr. Zhang couldn't help frowning.

Zha Liangyong had been sharpening the ink carefully, but suddenly he lost his hand, the pestle in his hand slipped, and a piece of ink splashed out immediately.

Just spilled on the rice paper.

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

Logically speaking, Master Zha shouldn't have made such a mistake.

Old Mr. Zhang coughed twice, and said, "Master Zha seems a little lost? I don't know if it will affect today's performance. If so, then..."

"I'll come back tomorrow?"

The meaning is obvious, he hopes that Cha Liangyong will write the best words and draw the best paintings, and not be affected by emotions or states.

Cha Liangyong smiled slightly: "Absence? Doesn't it exist?"

Mr. Zhang frowned and didn't speak, just pointed to the messy ink on the rice paper.

Zha Liangyong said: "It's intentional, Zhang...don't the old man want to see my ink into poetry?"

With that said, the people around immediately laughed.

Someone said: "It turned out that Master Zha had this purpose. I was taken aback. I really thought Master Zha had missed it!"

Someone also said with a smile: "How could Master Zha miss? The sky will fall, but Master Zha will definitely not miss."

Everyone laughed, and Mr. Zhang also breathed a sigh of relief, and slapped his thigh: "By the way, this is preparing to turn ink into poetry, showing Master Zha's unique kung fu, hahaha!"

"I almost forgot, but...Master Zha is also really scary."

"Okay! Next, let's take a look at Master Zha's peerless calligraphy. I believe that no one can compare!!"

Everyone echoed: "Yes, no one can compare!"

suddenly!

But a voice appeared abruptly: "No one can compare? No, I think... I can compare!!"

Suddenly, everyone looked over in surprise! !
(End of this chapter)