The painter has such an expression.

Chen Ran seemed to be familiar with the city when he saw the painter, and couldn't help but chat: "Looking at you, you should be a native of this city, and you are particularly familiar with it. Let me ask, who are the most famous people in Dia City?"

"Is this still necessary?" the artist spread his hands, "except for the owner of the magnificent palace in the center of Dia, who can still be called famous."

Needless to say, the painter's tone refers to the master of Dia City, Prince Sainna, the city lord here.

"Everyone knows this. Talking about a few other characters opens my eyes, such as interesting people," Chen Ran asked again.

"Interesting? If there is one person in the city, there is another person," the painter smiled. "The son of Prince Sain, the prince Sain, should be called interesting."

"Sevin?"

This is the first time Chen Ran heard this name, and he didn't see much mention of it. But since he was Prince Sain's son, he should have some skills, Chen Ran couldn't help but become interested and asked, "You said he is interesting, but what kind of interesting method is it? I haven't heard of this person yet."

"He, I'm not very clear about him, but there are some interesting rumors," the painter immediately became interested and said in a sip of wine: "I heard that he is the most handsome man in the city, with a face that women are jealous of. But he is low-key and rarely has rumors about him. In more popular occasions, he always wears a silver mask. At the same time, he is not polite and even a little unreasonable. For example, every time he attends a local auction, as long as he meets what he likes, as long as he offers a price, whoever dares to report it again, he will definitely ask people to beat the person who follows the price on the spot. In Dia City, no one dares to care about him except Prince Saina, but Prince Saina is too lazy to care about him."

Hearing such a personality, Chen Ran raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "There are such people? They are really talented."

"That's right," the painter couldn't help but pour a glass of ale and drank it all in one gulp. "I heard that the man loved collecting various artworks, and the treasures he collected were enough to fill an exhibition hall. In addition, at auctions, some interesting slaves, such as Cat Ear Girl, Fox Girl, and even beautiful female elf slaves, would be brought into his palace if he could see it. As for the use, others would not know."

"I always feel very evil, but you said that guy has a handsome face and a good life experience. I guess girls want to feed him crazy when they meet. That guy should not lack women, at most it is a curiosity," said Chen Ran, who couldn't help but sigh: "The natural golden rice bowl is good. Some people are born rich and noble, and have a charming handsome face. Like our buddies, no one likes or no one loves it. Everything has to be hard on their own. It's really hard."

Chen Ran couldn't help but patted the painter on the shoulder and said, "Brother, with your painting skills, it shouldn't be possible to just fall to the point where you draw on the roadside. With your ability, I think even if you are an art tutor, you are more than enough. Also, your beard is really eye-catching. I think you'd better shave it, and you'll probably be as handsome as me. In this way, your business will be much better."

"It makes sense," the painter nodded, "But I'm afraid that it's too handsome to steal your majesty, brother. Besides, this is the art I pursue. You may not understand. Maybe one day, you will understand my greatness." Then, the painter raised his wine glass again and whispered: "Come on, do it for our great cause!"

"Dry!"

Bang!

Looking at the two shameless guys, the mysterious cloaked woman sitting next to her seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and she couldn't help but snort coldly. The two of them didn't care at all and continued to chat and chat about themselves.

Chen Ran really likes the current atmosphere. For this painter who happened to meet, he couldn't help but feel that the days when he talked to his roommates and didn't bother to make a comeback were this shameless and invincible atmosphere.

Chen Ran was having a lot of fun chatting, and not far away, there were more than a dozen gangsters carrying all kinds of guys, wearing all kinds of air coming towards the barbecue stall.

"Boss, come and collect protection fees!"

Facing the aggressive few people, the boss of the barbecue stall stopped his movements, raised his head, and asked: "Who are you? I don't know you, and I have given the protection fee this month to Brother Scar!"

A gangster with green hair dyed his whole head clasped the neckline of the barbecue shop owner: "Old boy, don't be ignorant. The guy Scar is probably dealt with, and even his mistress is the boss. Now we are in charge of this street. You can pay the protection fee for this month with cognitive attention, otherwise don't blame us for turning against each other."

Several diners found that there might be something messed up here. Before they finished eating, they hurriedly threw down their money and left on their own, fearing that they would burn themselves. It seemed that the people in Dia City seemed to be very adaptable to it.

Soon, at this barbecue stall, only three people were left, including Chen Ran, but the two men who were drinking high did not seem to notice the abnormality there, and the sober mysterious cloaked woman did not seem to care about the situation there, and she still slowly started to eat the second plate of barbecue.

A gangster looked at the boss's not very cooperative look and said sternly: "Old boy, hurry up, don't let me wait. I'm still polite now. Don't let brothers wait patiently and take action. At that time, we will take more than a little protection fee!"

In order to show his ruthlessness, one of the yellow-haired gangsters kicked the table over, and the things on it also fell to the ground with an ancient head. Fortunately, the tableware on it was mostly iron plates rather than fragile porcelain plates, which was easy to clean up.

The boss's mouth twitched, but he had no choice but to pay as usual to avoid disaster.

But at this moment, a bottle of wine flew out of thin air...

Bang!

The wine bottle exploded on a gangster's head, with fragments splashing, and the magnificent one came, and one bottle was smashed down. The technique was incredibly accurate. The painter at Chen Ran's table stood up, swung his sleeves unhappily, and a hint of drunkenness on his face after drinking too much, and he shouted: "What, what I'm most unhappy about is that someone came to disturb me when I was so excited!"

After saying that, he was so happy that he rushed towards more than a dozen local gangsters with another bottle.

Facing the artist's fierce movements, Chen Ran had not yet reacted for a while, until he was shocked a few seconds later. Seeing that the guy rushed towards more than a dozen gangsters fiercely, Chen Ran remembered the accuracy of the bottle just now, and thought that this guy was also a hidden guy...

I saw that the painter who had just rushed to the ground with a stick...

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