Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 836 Demon King Yangshou, I'll Give You a Chance to Pick Up the Leaks

Eleven of the twelve animal heads are already in hand, and only the sheep head is left now. Huang Haoying has already gone to find out the information, and he will know the situation when he comes back.

Several people returned to the embassy to discuss today's actions, but there was no definite conclusion.

Carter's performance exceeded their expectations.

"Very smart." Ning Fan commented: "There is no one who can be the patriarch of the four major families, as expected, is a waste."

"Master Ning, can you explain in detail?" Several people were curious about this evaluation.

"Do you think he can really use the device today?"

"Isn't it?" Several people frowned.

"Would you be desperate if you knew you were going to die?" Ning Fan didn't answer, but looked at Wang Duoyu with another question.

"Of course it will!" Wang Duoyu didn't hesitate at all: "Anyway, if you're going to die, you won't lose money if you pull one back, and you can earn two bloods. At least you won't die in vain."

Ning Fan nodded: "Then if you have wealth, status, power, and the possibility of surviving, how would you choose?"

"It's better to die than to live." Wang Duoyu blurted out: "Anyway, there are infinite possibilities to survive, and there is no need to die for such a small thing."

"So, do you understand his thinking?" Ning Fan asked.

"Bitter tricks?" Several people reacted for a few seconds and suddenly realized something, and their expressions changed.

"That's right." Ning Fan smiled and turned back: "If there is no way to be able to live like an adult, someone would have hung up the street lights."

Ban Liangjin thought of something, and pointed to the agreement in Ning Fan's hand: "The Bosh family?"

"Borrowing a knife to kill someone." Ning Fan said unhurriedly.

"Then you still want to continue this agreement?" Several people didn't understand Ning Fan's behavior.

"No way, he gave too much." Ning Fan pointed to a few boxes and shook his head lightly, "If these things are collected and auctioned, it will cost at least several tens of billions. It’s a good deal to replace the family.”

All the people in the car were stunned, unable to figure out the relationship for a long time.

Exchanging the families of the Stars and Stripes for the cultural relics of the Xia Kingdom, this transaction is a bit wrong no matter how you look at it.

But they really couldn't find any loopholes.

After a while, several people gave up their logic and started to care about the issue of realization: "Master Ning, what are you going to do? The Bosh family wouldn't just come up with this thing so easily, would they?"

"Of course not." Ning Fan put down the agreement with a light smile, "But if the Roosevelt family dares to borrow a knife to kill someone, we can drive them away."

The eyes of the half-two-gold trio flickered: "What do you mean?"

"Among the four major families, the head of the Adams family has passed away. Annie may do something in it. The Roosevelt family is bent on dragging other families into the water. The Bosh family is slaughtered for the fish on the chopping board. There is only one family left."

"The Kennati family!" Several people reacted at the same time.

Among the four major families of the Stars and Stripes, the family that is relatively the most low-key and the first to show signs of decline, has been unable to hold on to its fundamentals since the death of important members of the family decades ago. Recently, its income has been declining year after year. Shocking, I am afraid it is to clear the name.

The few people present were all veterans, and they suddenly wanted to understand why Carter didn't choose them.

The current delicate balance is what they need, and any party that wants to dominate the metropolis will be restrained by the other three major families.

But once the four major families become the three major families, there will be no such balance. As long as one family wants to do something, it can be launched by uniting any one of them.

Ning Fan calmly looked out of the car: "Carter's choice also shows that the Kennati family is not eligible to join the eternal life, so he doesn't need to target the Kennati family."

"Will the Adams family and Kennati family watch them fight?" Tang Qisheng didn't quite believe the result.

"When two tigers fight, there will always be a wound. They don't want to see a family die, but they definitely don't mind making a fortune when the two families go to war." Ning Fan explained.

Several people nodded one after another, fully understanding.

Wang Duoyu was gearing up: "Then shall we investigate the information and prepare for action tomorrow?"

"Not urgent."

Ning Fan tapped the latest information in his hand: "Let's first visit this artist, the mysterious Lord Demon King."

The vehicle left in the dust, and a document was circulated in the hands of everyone.

On the A4-sized canvas, there is a pitch-black sheep head looking out sideways. It is clearly a painting, but it has a full three-dimensional effect.

There is a clear and smooth signature at the bottom right of the screen, Demon King.

……

"Are these things you drew?"

Block 75, known as the most chaotic street in the Stars and Stripes, is a place where there is an average of one shooting every hour.

Ning Fan and the others pushed open the door of the tattoo studio and saw the person they were looking for.

The skinny man covered in tattoos lifted his pants, looked at them with his upper body bare, and raised his eyebrows slightly. Before he could speak, another lazy and charming voice sounded.

"Honey, go ahead!"

A white arm stretched out from the middle of the jeans and slapped the man's ass hard.

"Quiet! Wait a minute, I haven't finished my work yet!" The man hissed, grabbed the tattoo needle on the side, ignored the woman's hand movements, and continued to draw patterns on her bare back.

Ning Fan and the others didn't rush, they looked at the layout of the store.

There are huge dark, punk-style paintings and sculptures in the house, which looks very artistic, but the situation in the house is not so artistic.

"Tattoo artist? Artist?"

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, but it was not surprising.

After all, there are quite a lot of underground artists like Stars and Stripes. They have not received systematic art education, and have no funds to hold art exhibitions. They can only use some free public places or walls to create and share, and even derived graffiti. Avant-garde art.

Judging from the quality of the pictures and the artistry of the paintings, the level of this one is above that of many artists.

"Oh honey, you're awesome! Chilo..."

The woman's delicate voice sounded again, Ning Fan and the others couldn't see the woman's appearance through the figure, but judging from the movements, it might be something that can only be seen directly in some movies.

Several people were all stunned.

"Is this free to watch?"

"A little too exciting, isn't it?"

"Master Ning, why don't we go out and avoid it?"

Ban Liangjin covered his eyes, peeked and said with his fingers exposed, his cheeks were flushed.

"Stay! Crack!"

The man in jeans slapped him, and the clear voice echoed in the room, and then moved half of his body away, revealing the situation on the tattoo chair.

It wasn't the kind of picture they thought, but a woman biting a towel in front of him and raising her head vigorously.

The picture behind it appeared in front of several people. It was the same sheep's head that they saw on the paper yesterday, with two curved corners sticking out and turning into two roses in full bloom.

Black ink blooms on the back, black enough to glow.

"Vanta black ink is the blackest color in the world. It can absorb any light. What you can see is the ultimate pure black. It is most suitable to use this color to draw the head of the demon king."

The man didn't look up, explained, and continued to work on the tattoo.

"His hand." Tang Qisheng reminded Ning Fan in a low voice.

"The full-fitting gloves imitate the skin color, and the hand holding the needle is extraordinarily stable, not even like a tattoo artist can have."

"It's at the level of a medical professional."

Ning Fan had already seen that his techniques and movements had the habitual movements of a medical school graduate, and he was even more curious about how such a person could work as a tattoo artist in this neighborhood.

After a while, the man finally stopped and helped the woman up.

The woman didn't care that Ning Fan and the others were still watching, twisting her body to admire her figure under the wrapping of several full-length mirrors.

The sheep's head and roses on the back are like flowing ink under the light.

"It's so beautiful! It's as elegant and dangerous as Satan's servant descended into the world, Jacob, you really understand my mind!"

The woman pulled off her coat from the stool, put it on casually, pulled her hair from the neckline and draped it over her shoulders, but felt that it was not enjoyable enough, so she picked up the scissors on the table and slashed at the back, revealing the tattoo pattern on her back.

"That's the way to go! Remember to call me."

The woman passed by Ning Fan, took out a business card from behind and stuffed it in Ning Fan's hand, before Ning Fan could speak, she gesticulated and smiled and ran away.

Ban Liangjin's face changed, and he stared angrily at her back.

Ning Fan threw the business card into the trash can and looked at Jacob.

"I drew it."

Jacob took off his gloves, threw them into the trash can, lit a cigarette, took a sharp puff, and exhaled the aerosol mixed with the smell of spices: "What do you want me to do?"

Ning Fan thought for a while, realized that this was answering his first question, and raised his eyebrows: "Interesting! I haven't met someone like you for a long time."

Jacob shrugged, opened a bottle of beer with one hand and downed half of it: "Have a bottle?"

Ning Fan shook his head.

"That means your life is too boring." Jacob wiped the chair, lay down on it, and dusted off the soot.

"A doctor who is not weak in surgery and an artist who has become a monk halfway, but here is a gang doctor, which is really interesting."

"How do you know?" Jacob's expression changed slightly, he became nervous, and there was an extra scalpel in his hand.

"The dagger grip can be transformed into a throwing knife or a dagger to cut the throat at any time. It is a standard movement, and there are fighting skills. It is the tactics of the Marine Corps. I underestimated you." Ning Fan continued.

Jacob's face darkened: "Who told you to come? Lone wolf or Henry's side?"

"None." Ning Fan smiled softly: "Relax, I'm just a curious passer-by, here to inquire about something that doesn't belong to your place, such as art."

Ning Fan took out the photo of the sheep's head that had been circulated in the car.

"I saw a picture of this statue at a friend's place, and I was very interested, so I found out about you."

"It's better!"

Jacob stared at them, trying to see what was wrong.

After a while, he put away the scalpel and said, "Let's go, I trust you guys."

"So fast?" Wang Duoyu was surprised: "We didn't do anything?"

"It's because nothing is done, and you are not at all curious about the things in my store."

Jacob closed the store door, turned around and opened the metal cabinet in the corner, revealing a passage below.

"It's not safe here, I'll take you to my creative space."

"It's an honour!"

Ning Fan followed Jacob down the stairs.

The layout below is roughly the same as above, but without the tattoo equipment, there are only easels and work tables, many sculpture supplies, and a similar cabinet in the corner.

"The operating room is below. You are art lovers, so I won't show you around below."

"can."

"Tell me what you want."

Jacob is very straightforward.

"Being able to come here and risk your life to find a work of art, what you want must not be simple."

"Is the danger of life a bit exaggerated?" Wang Duoyu couldn't believe it.

Jacob smiled and closed the door.

"boom!"

A shot went off.

Even everyone in the basement could hear clearly.

"If there weren't so many of you, and the guy next to you is not easy to mess with, I guarantee you will hear four such voices."

Jacob seemed to be mocking, but didn't say anything more, and looked up: "That's what you want, isn't it?"

Ning Fan looked up and saw a bronze sheep's head on the top of the shelf.

The details of the hair and horns are visible, and the eyes, nostrils, and every angle are lifelike. The system information also confirms that this is indeed the lost sheep head of Yuanmingyuan.

"Yes."

"Then I can't give you this thing." Jacob refused, "This is my muse, my source of inspiration, I..."

"1000 million." Ning Fan didn't finish listening to him, and directly offered the price.

Jacob was stunned for a while, his throat rolling: "No, you didn't understand what I meant, I mean this thing is very important to me, it's life! It's all about me!"

"5000 million." Ning Fan continued to increase the price.

"It's not something that can be measured by money! Do you know art?" Jacob waved his arms and roared fiercely, "A person's respect and love for art is priceless."

"One hundred million, if you don't accept it, I will leave now, and I promise that no one will know that this thing is here."

Ning Fan spoke very fast, not giving Jacob any time to think.

"Or, you can try to promote the sculpture yourself and see if the safety of the 75th block and your so-called umbrella can support them."

"Deal!" Jacob stretched out his hand, and handed the sheep's head to Ning Fan in less than a second.

……

"Is this successful?"

Walking out of the tattoo shop, Wang Duoyu didn't realize what happened, and was a little confused, "Isn't this his muse, his life, his beloved artistic pursuit?"

"But it's not his money." Ning Fan said calmly, "When I reveal his identity, no matter how many reasons he has, he will fail in the end."

"So you've already figured it out? Awesome!"

After Wang Duoyu sighed, he clicked his tongue again: "It's a pity that the money... [-] million, how many good things can you buy! I just changed a sheep's head, which is a bit too bad, he is obviously a mountain cannon, I don't know quotes."

Ning Fan looked at him: "Don't you want to learn the highest level of picking up leaks? I give you a task to pick up [-] million leaks."

"Ah?" Wang Duoyu was dumbfounded.

After a while, seeing that Ning Fan really wasn't playing tricks on him, he asked tremblingly, "This is really a leak, isn't it already given to someone? What else can I pick up?"

"So you forgot?" Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, and said loudly, "Is it worth [-] million for the Bosh family?"

(End of this chapter)