Just as the owner of the antique shop was fantasizing about Zhang Yang getting beaten up badly, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. Accompanied by the pain, there was a rumbling sound coming from his lower abdomen. A feeling of gushing out surged up his anus.
The antique shop owner's expression changed drastically.
"Damn it, why do you have diarrhea now? I didn't eat anything unclean…"
The feeling of his anus gushing out was getting stronger and stronger. The antique shop owner didn't dare to delay any longer. He quickly covered his lower abdomen with both hands, gritted his teeth, and ran toward the toilet with a painful expression.
However, before he could reach the toilet, a series of popping sounds came from his crotch. Along with this strange sound, a monstrous stench quickly spread in all directions.
"Oh…so smelly, it really stinks. What is it that stinks so much?”
"Wow, look, this person has pooped in his pants!”
"Are you kidding me? He was already so old, yet he still pooped in his pants? F * ck, could this be the legendary incontinent?”
"Haha, I've already taken a photo of him. I'll upload this photo to the Internet when I get home later. I plan to give him a name, he'll be called the Shit Emperor! Everyone who is online, don't forget to post for me when the time comes!”
"Damn! He would definitely do it! We want to make the shit king famous on the internet!”
"Leave it to us!"
The crowd laughed and started to clamor.
The face of the antique shop owner was as black as charcoal. Ever since his debut, when had he ever encountered such an embarrassing thing? Especially the scene of him pooping in his pants. Not only was it seen by so many people, but it was also filmed by people with cameras and mobile phones, and they even threatened to upload it to the Internet...
If he really allowed them to upload such photos or videos to the Internet, his reputation would be completely ruined.
"Damn it, you idiots actually dare to take photos and videos? Damn it, hurry up and delete all the photos and videos you took! Otherwise, I will definitely kill you!”The owner of the antique shop was so angry that he picked up the stool he was sitting on with his right hand and was about to rush out to force the onlookers to delete the photos and videos they had just taken. His ferocious face when he was angry indeed startled the onlookers outside the shop. However, what happened next not only made the onlookers 'fear disappear, but also made the antique shop owner become a laughing stock again.
Holding the stool, the owner of the antique shop with a ferocious face had only taken two steps when he felt a sharp pain in his stomach again. Then, he felt an unbearable pleasure gushing out of his anus again.
"Puff…"
The antique shop owner had diarrhea again.
"Hahahaha…"
The onlookers who were frightened by the aura of the antique shop owner burst into laughter again.
" F * ck…" The antique shop owner's face turned red. He wished he could hide in the ground.
The owner of the antique shop looked at the crowd of people who were laughing outside the shop with resentment. He felt the pain in his stomach getting stronger and stronger. It seemed like it would erupt for the third, fourth, or even the n-th time soon.
Under such circumstances, the owner of the antique shop no longer cared about snatching the cameras and mobile phones of the onlookers. He gritted his teeth, turned around, and ran quickly toward the toilet.
In response to his action, there was even louder laughter.
The owner of the antique shop was really on the verge of tears.
Just as the new term " Poop King " was being coined, Zhang Yang was standing at the bus stop outside Chu Street, waiting for the bus to arrive. It was at this moment that the two men who had been disarmed by him led six burly security guards over.
Zhang Yang was still fresh in their memories. When they saw Zhang Yang, their numb arms started to hurt again.
"It's him, it's him! The one who caused trouble in the shop and broke our arms was that guy!”The two workers couldn't raise their arms, so they could only point their mouths at Zhang Wenzhong.
"What are you talking about? It was this good-for-nothing kid who took off your arms? F * ck, aren't you two too useless? Where did the bravery of slashing people back then go? Could it be that he had been working as a shop assistant in the antique shop for a long time and had lost his spirit from back then?”The six security guards looked at Zhang Wenzhong, who had thin arms and legs and didn't look dangerous at all, and couldn't help but be surprised. If they weren't completely sure that these two guys wouldn't dare to lie to them, they would really suspect that these two guys were randomly pointing at someone to tease them.
"It's him. We definitely won't be mistaken.”The two workers glared at Zhang Yang and said through gritted teeth,""Don't underestimate him. He seems to have practiced martial arts or mixed martial arts. Otherwise, we wouldn't have fallen into his hands.”
"Martial arts or mixed martial arts? Ha, those fancy things are useless! I've never practiced martial arts or mixed martial arts, but I've beaten many boxers to the ground.”A security guard with a scar on his forehead curled his lips in disdain and began to brag about how powerful he was. He did not take the words of the two employees to heart at all.
"Of course, who in the underworld doesn't know how powerful you are? Even if he wanted to kill this kid, it would be as easy as playing with him.”This security guard known as Scarface was undoubtedly the leader of the six security guards. The other five security guards all began to flatter him at this time.
Brother Scarface was very happy to be slapped. He grinned and waved his hand, saying,"Let's go, we'll drag this brat into a dead end and give him a good beating. We'll avenge our boss and two brothers!”
Just as they were talking, six security guards had already walked to Zhang Yang's side and surrounded him.
Because there were many people here, the six security guards did not use violence. They exchanged glances with each other and then restrained the fierce light in their eyes. Scar Bro pretended to be very serious. He first saluted Zhang Yang with a security guard salute that was not very standard. Then, he said politely,""Hello, we are the security guards of Chu Street. Just now, you were in an antique shop and had a verbal argument with the owner. Now, the police have already intervened in this matter and are investigating and collecting evidence on the spot. Please follow us back and assist the police in handling this case.”
When the security guard said this, he deliberately spoke very loudly so that everyone around could hear him. His purpose in doing so was to tell the people around him that they were assisting the police in handling official business. They should do what they were supposed to do and not interfere with them.
That way, if Zhang Yang wanted to run away, the six security guards would be able to arrest him without attracting the attention of the crowd. Thus, it could be seen that these six security guards were not brawny and simple-minded.
However, to their surprise, Zhang Yang did not run away, nor did he argue with them. Instead, he nodded his head calmly and said,""Alright, I'll go with you.”
No way! This matter actually went so smoothly?
The six security guards did not expect the matter to progress so smoothly. This made them stunned for a moment, but they quickly reacted and pretended to say,"Thank you for your cooperation. Please follow us.”
Even though the words sounded polite, the six security guards surrounding Zhang Yang made it hard for anyone to feel polite.
The six security guards used this method to lure Zhang Yang to a remote dead end.
During this process, there were once people who were too curious and wanted to follow them to see what was going on. However, they were all frightened by the sharp and terrifying gazes of the six security guards and stopped in their tracks. They did not dare to follow them anymore.
Before entering this remote dead end, two waiters who had their arms dislocated stood on both sides of the entrance of the alley. They leaned against the wall and pretended to take a nap, but their eyes were wandering around.
They had lost their combat ability, so they could only take on the responsibility of keeping watch.
The waiter on the left said to the six security guards,""Please hurry up. We're still injured. After you beat this kid up, you still have to send us to the hospital to get our bones reconnected.”
The assistant on the right also said to the six security guards,"Can you light a cigarette for us? Damn it, his arms were dislocated, and he couldn't even light his own cigarette.”
A security guard lit two cigarettes and fed one to each of the two men. He smiled and said,"Don't worry, we'll definitely be fast. Before you finish smoking, we'll be able to beat this kid until he's half dead. "At that time, we'll send you guys to get your bones reconnected. Then, we'll find a place to eat supper and find two white tiger girls to let the two of you get rid of your bad luck.”It could be heard from his tone that he did not take Zhang Wenzhong seriously at all.
The six security guards laughed coldly as they escorted Zhang Yang into the alley.
A moment later, sounds of fighting and screams came from the dead end. Not long after, the sounds of fighting and screams became weaker and weaker. In the end, the dead end returned to silence.
Footsteps came from the dead end, getting closer and closer.
At this moment, the cigarettes in the mouths of the two waiters had only been smoked halfway.
"F * ck, you guys are really fast. I say, that kid wasn't beaten to death by you guys, right? Alright, hurry up and send us to the hospital to get our arms reattached. It was really f * cking uncomfortable to have his arm removed!”The two waiters who were leaning against the wall turned their heads and looked into the dead end.
Their jaws dropped at the same time.
It was not the six security guards who walked out from the dead end, but Zhang Yang who was smiling faintly.
As for the six security guards…
The two workers only saw that there seemed to be a few more things in the garbage pile in the dead end. Looking from afar, these people seemed to be still wearing Chu Street's security uniform. He didn't know if they were dead or alive…
As they opened their mouths in surprise, the two burning cigarettes that were originally in the mouths of the two waiters fell into their clothes and burned their chests. They immediately screamed and jumped up and down, trying to shake the cigarettes out of their clothes.
Zhang Yang walked up to them.
They did not dare to jump anymore. They looked at Zhang Yang who was approaching them with fear and fear. They wanted to run away, but their legs were trembling. They could not move.
Zhang Yang's fists were covered in blood. When he reached one of the workers, he raised his hand and wiped the worker's clothes. The poor shop assistant could only tremble at this moment, not daring to move at all.
Very quickly, Zhang Yang wiped the blood off his fists.
Only then did the two shop assistants realize that Zhang Yang's fists were stained with the blood of others. His fists were not even scratched.
After wiping his hands clean, Zhang Yang said,""Tell your boss that if he still doesn't open his eyes and dares to continue pestering me, I won't hesitate to kill him from this world! Do you understand?"
"I…I understand." The two waiters were trembling all over. They were so scared that they were almost speechless.
Zhang Yang ignored the two men who were so scared that they had wet their pants. He strode towards the bus stop.
Looking at Zhang Yang's back, the two workers could finally heave a sigh of relief.
But at that moment, Zhang Yang suddenly turned around.
The two waiters 'hearts instantly became tense again. This guy, don't tell me he wants to kill us to silence us?
Fortunately, Zhang Yang did not want to deal with them. Instead, he said to them,""Tell your boss not to sell fake goods anymore…Of course, that is if he dares to open an antique shop on Chu Street.”
" Yes, yes..." The two workers nodded in agreement. At this moment, they did not have the guts to say " no " to Zhang Yang.
When Zhang Yang returned to his apartment, it was already 9 pm. The sky had already turned completely dark. The stars hung in the night sky, and the entire neighborhood was brightly lit. After greeting his neighbor, Aunt Li, with a smile, Zhang Yang opened the door with his key and entered his own house.
In Zhang Yang's hands, other than the Yangzhou fried rice that he bought from the fast food restaurant outside the neighborhood, he was also carrying a bag of rice paper, ink, and brushes that he bought from the painting shop outside the neighborhood. He planned to use these things to personally make a valuable birthday present for Wang Xiaoqiu's grandfather.
After finishing the Yangzhou fried rice in a few bites, Zhang Yang cleaned up the table and walked into the kitchen. He placed the ingredients that he had prepared into the clay pot and placed it on the natural gas stove. He turned the stove on and started to boil the Chinese medicine that he needed to drink three times a day.
It took 45 minutes to brew the Chinese medicine. Although it was not a long time, Zhang Yang did not want to waste it. He planned to make use of this time to prepare the birthday present for Wang Xiaoqiu's grandfather.
So he returned to the living room and took out the rice paper, ink, and brush he had just bought from his pocket. He placed them neatly on the clean table.
Zhang Yang first laid the Xuan paper on the table, then used a paperweight to smooth it gently. Then, he picked up the brush and dipped it in ink. With a flick of his wrist, he began to write on the Xuan paper.
This was the first time that Zhang Yang had used a brush to write after his rebirth. Therefore, the words that he wrote were crooked, like tadpole characters. Not only was it very ugly, but it was also difficult to identify what he wrote.
Compared to those who had just started to learn calligraphy, the calligraphy he was writing now was even uglier.
Even though his handwriting was extremely ugly, Zhang Yang's expression remained calm. He did not show any signs of disappointment. He took the piece of paper that was filled with words from the table, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can under the table.
Then, Zhang Yang placed a new piece of paper on the table and began to write again.
This time, his handwriting was still very ugly. However, compared to the previous calligraphy, it was much better.
It turned out that Zhang Yang was just trying to get back the feeling of writing freely. Therefore, he did not care about the content of the words, nor did he care if the words were good or bad.
Just like that, he continued to write for half an hour without stopping. When he had almost used up the thick stack of paper, Zhang Yang finally regained the feeling of writing freely. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Because he knew that with his current state, he could already start making the birthday present for Wang Xiaoqiu's grandfather.
That's right, the birthday present that Zhang Yang had prepared for Wang Xiaoqiu's grandfather was a calligraphy scroll!
It was a painting of a hundred lifetimes that he had personally written!
The so-called Hundred Lives Painting was a calligraphy and painting made up of a hundred longevity characters. It was used to celebrate a birthday. It sounded like it was a very simple matter to write this Hundred Lives Painting. However, it was quite difficult to make these 100 characters have different styles and to have a deep understanding of their charm.
This time, Zhang Yang placed the paper on the table again. He did not rush to start writing. Instead, he squinted his eyes and stood in front of the table, holding his breath. In his mind, he first sorted out the 100 characters of longevity.
After standing there quietly for 5 minutes, Zhang Yang opened his eyes.
A confident smile appeared on his face.
Then, he moved.
He slowly reached out his right hand, grabbed the brush beside him, and dipped the tip of the brush in ink. His eyes narrowed, and his right hand that was holding the brush suddenly became faster. The brush moved like a dragon as he wrote on the Xuan paper.
The bold, natural, dignified and dignified character of longevity was the seal script of the Spring and Autumn Period. The simple and unadorned style that came head-on was intoxicating.
The well-structured, elegant, and vigorous character for longevity was Li Si's Xiaozhuan character from the Qin Dynasty. It allowed people to see the elegant demeanor of the old Qin Dynasty even after a thousand years.
The square and regular longevity character was written by Cai Yong in the Han Dynasty.
The bold strokes and dense structure of the word longevity were the regular script of Zhong Yao of the Northern Wei Dynasty. And the charming, vigorous, and natural character of longevity was written by Wang Xizhi of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. The romantic atmosphere of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, vividly written on paper, was indeed intoxicating.
There was also Ouyang Xun's strict and strange longevity character in the Tang Dynasty. Li Bai's majestic and elegant, romantic and grand longevity character; Yan Zhenqing's strong and dense, thick and simple longevity character; Liu Gongquan's slender and sharp 'longevity' character. They were all showing off to the world that was the most glorious era in the history of Chinese culture.
Next was the Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian vertical extension horizontal Yi, stretch open longevity character; Su Shi's word form is plump, clumsy in the clever longevity word; Mitty's happy and off-putting 'longevity' was written in her mind. Of course, he could not do without the thin gold body of Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty. Song Shimingyue slowly told the people about that prosperous and war-torn era through these words.
There was also Tang Yin and Wen Zhengming's longevity characters. The four great scholars of Jiangnan were unrestrained in the Qinhuai River, reciting poems and composing lyrics. It was really romantic!
At this moment, the calligraphy techniques of the famous calligraphers in the history of China were revived by Zhang Yang's pen.
Zhang Yang's painting of the Longevity Scroll had become the history of the ancient Chinese calligraphy…No, to be precise, this painting of the Longevity Scroll was the history of the ancient Chinese calligraphy!
Zhang Yang tapped the brush in his hand and finished writing the last character. He sized up the painting from head to toe and suddenly burst into laughter. He threw the brush in his hand to the side casually. The whole set of actions actually had the wild posture of a famous scholar in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.
Without a doubt, Zhang Yang was very satisfied with the painting that he had just written.
In this painting, the 100 characters had different styles. Some were simple, some were wild, and no two characters were the same or similar. And this was not surprising. What was truly shocking was that every single character in the painting had the essence of the famous calligraphers of the past, as if they had written it themselves.
There was no doubt that anyone who had studied calligraphy would be shocked after seeing this painting.
In their hearts, they would even come up with such a bizarre guess at the same time: Could it be that this painting was really written by one hundred famous calligraphers in history?
Almost no one would believe that in this world, there was actually someone who could master these 100 kinds of characters, and they all had the essence of it. One had to know that even if one only studied one of the characters and reached the level of the Hundred Lives Painting, it was enough to be called a calligraphy master!
To be proficient in these 100 types of calligraphy at the same time…
Such a thing was truly inconceivable and unbelievable.
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