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Suddenly sticks and sticks flew together in the art gallery, and Lao Han was shrouded in a shadow of sticks. The old head jumped up and down like a loach. The scene was extremely hot, and only applause was owed.
"Ah!" There was a scream.
Cui Wei rolled to the ground, clutching his knees and began to howl. I don't know which guy who doesn't have eyes, slammed a stick at the curator's beautiful leg.
"Applause!" Lao Han shouted in the crowd.
Like a conditioned reflex, I clapped my hands according to Lao Han's intention.
It's okay if I didn't applaud, but this applause will ruin things in an instant. The security guard with a clever mind can't get any benefits from Lao Han, so he turned his head and rushed towards me in an instant.
? A stick was slammed down, and my eyes were blurred. The security guard flew out like a fallen leaf and hit the group of fellow brothers, and the scene was instantly silent.
An old man with gray hair squeezed in from the crowd. He was wearing a pair of beer bottle bottoms with a temperature of 2,000 degrees. His gray beard trembled in the wind, but he didn't feel messy at all.
"Speak up if you have something to say!" The old man said angrily, and the scene became even quieter.
"Can you talk about it well? Repayment of debts is justified. If you deny it, can you still have fun?" Lao Han moved out his mantra again, and shouted aggressively, without giving the art master any face.
"If you insist on doing this, the old man will be more than happy to make gestures with you. I just saw that you are doing well in Mantis Boxing, so how about doing this?" The old man full of artistic atmosphere turned out to be a master of martial arts, not only did I miss it , I'm afraid even Lao Han didn't find out.
"You don't owe us any money, so we have to separate people in fights, right?"
Originally thought that Lao Han would definitely make a move, but unexpectedly, he didn't give the gentle old man a little face.
"Accept the move!" The old man threw out his punches slowly, and there was a hint of fierceness in that loose boxing technique.
"I won't pick it up!" Lao Han yelled violently, jumping out of the battle as if fleeing.
The old man had no choice but to hold back his hand, calmly holding back his momentum.
"This matter has nothing to do with you. I'm going to play with Cui Wei, so I won't play with you!" After finishing speaking, Lao Han pushed away the security guards who were stunned, and strode outside.
I hurriedly followed behind Lao Han, the white-bearded old man seemed very aggressive, Lao Han didn't dare to accept the move, and I also needed to weigh it.
"Stop!" The old man yelled, and the dust danced in the newly renovated art gallery.
"What's the matter?" Old Han stopped talking, but he saved a bit of face with this sound.
"Take it away, these paintings will be given to you!" The old man with white beard held the painting that Lao Han had just rolled up in his hand, and threw it towards Lao Han like a chopstick.
Lao Han turned around quickly on the spot, deflected the fierce swing, and held the painting firmly in his arms.
"Thank you!" Lao Han said, turning around and running.
Cui Wei had slipped into the parking lot at some point, and he was running away, but his movements were not as fast as Old Han's.
"Cui Wei, right? This painting was given to me by the old man, and it has nothing to do with the decoration money. Tell me, what about the decoration cost?"
After what Lao Han said, Cui Wei instantly lost the motivation to fool around.
He said sincerely: "Brother, this art gallery has nothing to do with me. I'm going to the boss to clarify the situation, or I have nothing to do!"
"Then let's go now!" While talking, Lao Han lifted Cui Wei upside down and stuffed him into the car with a clatter.
"Brother, my business is not over yet, so I can't leave for now!" Cui Wei pleaded in the car, not daring to say a word.
"Don't grow vegetables without the dung?" Old Han's classic sentence choked Cui Wei to death.
In the back seat, Lao Han pinched Cui Wei's neck and said lightly, "Where is the boss behind you, let's go there together!"
Seeing that there was no room for resistance, Cui Wei could only shrink his head and give out the address of the female boss.
Under the hint of Lao Han, I drove in silence. To be honest, although Cui Wei did a lot of tricks behind his back when he scooped up Chen Wei, I haven't made up my mind to tear myself apart with Cui Wei. This time Lao Han is so straightforward, I can't discourage Lao Han, he is doing it for my own good.
Under the guidance of Cui Wei, I drove towards Qinling.
On the country lanes without asphalt roads, golf seemed a bit powerless, but the matter was of great importance, so I could only bite the bullet and drive forward. After a while, the lanes disappeared, and in front of me was a deep ditch hidden in the woods.
Cui Wei knew he couldn't resist.?So obediently walked ahead and led the way.
This road is very difficult to walk, Cui Wei seems to have been here a lot, so he is very skilled, and Lao Han, who is a frequent visitor to catch rabbits in the mountains, is no problem walking here.
About an hour later, I saw a thatched hut on a bluestone platform from afar.
According to the angle of the sun shooting down from the bushes, it was about two o'clock in the afternoon. Old Han panted heavily and kept cursing that the journey was far away, but judging from his appearance, he was more interested in the thatched cottage than the long journey.
Cui Wei climbed up the wooden ladder, and Lao Han jumped up, only tapped his toes on the wooden ladder, and his body had already landed on the bluestone platform.
"Is your boss humiliating your ancestors in the mountains?"
"Immortal cultivator? Isn't that right? I heard her say that this is called meditation and enlightenment!" Cui Wei explained timidly, approaching the thatched hut and pushed open the firewood gate.
? This thatched hut was quickly tidy and tidy. It is called a thatched hut, but it has everything you need, including the necessities of life. The only fly in the ointment is that it lacks an air conditioner. If there is one, it would be perfect.
The white wooden bed, white quilt, and white pillows are similar to those in a ward. Perhaps this configuration is for the sake of asceticism, I think.
A copy of "The History of Zen Buddhism in China" was placed on the pillow, which showed traces of having just been turned over.
"No one is here!" Cui Wei said.
"Then wait for a while, I will definitely come back!" Lao Han sat down on the threshold without any hesitation, took out a cigarette and began to satisfy his hunger.
After waiting for a full 20 minutes, there was no one. Cui Wei seemed a little overwhelmed. Standing on the edge of the rock, he yelled out a song called "Shandandan Flowers Bloom Red and Brilliant".
An invigorating voice came from the opposite hillside - "The king asked me to patrol the mountains. After visiting the east mountain and the west mountain, hey hey hey hey"
Lao Han and I petrified in an instant. This original taste has not been touched for many years.
"Old Han, Taoist masters fly to the sky and hide from the earth, do eminent monks communicate like this?"
I thought I asked a very in-depth question, but I didn't expect Lao Han to reply in a very casual tone: "Is the Taoist monk a woman? Damn it!"
"Yes, maybe not!" When I was speaking, a woman with a detached temperament climbed up from under the bluestone platform, and it seemed that she had spent a lot of effort.
The woman was wearing a sportswear, she pulled her long hair behind her head, and she looked very energetic. When she saw me and Lao Han, the woman's right arm that was wiping sweat stopped in midair, and she seemed to look at Cui Wei with some displeasure, coldly He said coldly, "Shouldn't you be the only one who knows about this place?"
"We'll pay for the decoration of the Art Museum, and we'll leave right away!" I didn't mean to be nostalgic, so I simply explained my reason for coming.
The woman seemed puzzled, maybe she didn't quite understand the ins and outs of the matter.
Old Han saw these things in his eyes, he put out the remaining half of the cigarette on the sole of his shoe, and said: "This lady, I admire your existence, I wonder if I can have dinner with you, if it is convenient , we can practice Zen and enlightenment together at night!"
When the woman heard this, the old hooligan didn't even shout out, and she trembled with anger.
She asked Cui Wei: "How much?"
I said: "Three hundred thousand!"
The woman turned around and entered the hut, and soon after, she wrote a check and handed it to Cui Wei. Cui Wei looked at the check and handed it to me reluctantly.
"Old Han, you can withdraw it!" I checked the check and greeted Lao Han after seeing that there was no problem.
But at this time, Lao Han quit. He said to the rich woman with outstanding temperament: "I have traveled such a long way, and I don't drink my saliva when I come here. It seems that you don't know how to treat people. Besides, you If you don¡¯t tell me your phone number or WeChat account, how can I contact you in the future!¡±
Hearing Lao Han's coquettish love, I was petrified again in an instant. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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