Ring Game [Unlimited]

Chapter 23 It's Really No Ordinary Plaster Statue

Qi Zefeng continued to ask, but Mr. Jess didn't want to speak, but just rubbed the titanium dioxide paint in his hand intentionally or unintentionally.

Fu Xing observed the whole process without saying a word, he always felt that something was missed by him.

The words that Wang Jingjing uttered just now should not have been faked. If there were fakes, then Liu Xiaoqing would definitely overthrow them on the spot.

So, is it possible that the artist is lying?

From the very beginning, Fu Xing felt that the artist might not be doing it for the so-called money or rights or status.

He may just be a paranoid artist with too strong pursuit of art.

It is so strong that it is a bit of a dead end.

That's why he has been willing to be the shadow of others and imitate all kinds of famous oil paintings in the world all these years. It can be said that he has become obsessed.

In the past 60 years, he put all his energy on oil painting.

Just not own works.

But today, when Fu Xing found the stack of IOUs in the last drawer in the artist's room, Fu Xing changed his thoughts.

He suddenly felt that the artist might not be what he thought at all.

That stack of IOUs seemed to be all... all debts he owed over the past 60 years.

But the reason for the owed money was not clear, but he clearly saw Mr. Bill's name on the 200 million dollar IOU.

This is what confuses Fu Xing the most.

Obviously Mr. Bill came to Mr. Jess to buy paintings, but why Mr. Jess owes Mr. Bill 200 million US dollars.

Immediately after the IOUs, there are 400 million, 700 million, or even tens of millions of IOUs, which Fu Xing never dared to think about.

Fu Xing was confused, he didn't understand why this happened.

He sat on the sofa thinking hard, whether he had missed any details.

Such a morning passed, Qi Zefeng and Wang Jingjing spent a lot of effort but failed to get any useful information from Mr. Jess, and Liu Xiaoqing had given up on attacking Mr. Jess.

Instead, he ran to the housekeeper and helped her prepare lunch in an hour, but facing that pale face, Liu Xiaoqing didn't have the courage to ask anything.

Fu Xing sat on the sofa blankly, his gaze finally stopped at the plaster statue of David that was carried down by Qi Zefeng.

He moved his eyes, got up and hugged the plaster statue, but Fu Xing almost staggered, the weight was simply unscientific!

Master, I have held so many plaster statues of David.

It's the first time to hug such a heavy one!

Are you a plaster cast of iron?

Qi Zefeng looked at this side from the corner of his eye, and quickly got up to help Fu Xing lift up.

"Go, hug him to Mr. Jess."

"what?"

"Go as soon as my master tells you to go, don't be wordy."

Qi Zefeng nunuzui did not speak.

But he saw the subtle expression change on Mr. Jess's face.

Sure enough, there is something wrong with this plaster statue!

As expected of Fu Xing!Although Fu Xing's current state is special.

Some words cannot be said too bluntly, but Qi Zefeng, with his ability to understand, he thinks he can still do it!

David was at eye level with Mr. Jess at this moment.

This state lasted for about 1 minutes.

Qi Zefeng, who was holding the plaster statue, couldn't stand it for a while.

He felt that if this went on like this, he would not be able to lift his arm after eating.

Fortunately, Fu Xing said in time, "Put it back."

In the next second, he subconsciously asked his SVIP system, "Boss, if I destroy important props in the dungeon now, will the system judge it as a deduction of points?"

"That depends on what level of props it is."

"Is the props divided into grades? Then come and tell me how they are divided."

"Fu Bao~ What do you not understand? You can directly ask me about the classification of this item. As for how to classify it, it's a bit complicated. I can't explain it clearly for a while, and you probably can't understand it either."

Fu Xingben said a few words about "the ruffian boss", but after thinking about it, he took it back. Instead of knowing the classification of the props, it is better to solve his biggest doubt first.

"For example, if I want to smash this plaster statue of David, will I be judged to deduct points?"

"Important props, points deducted."

Fu Xing hooked the corners of his lips, and responded, "Okay, you can get out."

"Hmm...!"

It took the next second for the "Ruffian Boss" to realize that he had been tricked by Fu Xing.

Fu Xing didn't know if it was an important prop or not, he just asked casually, and he admitted it himself.

Hiss...careless!But it doesn't matter, the main system should not know about this level of disclosure.

Since points would be deducted for smashing it himself, why didn't he change someone else to do it?

The one with more points and able to listen to him must be Qi Zefeng.

After the meal, Fu Xing called Qi Zefeng to the corner of the room and muttered softly.

Immediately afterwards, such a picture appeared in the living room. Mr. Jess was sitting on the sofa drinking black tea, and the plaster statue of David was placed in front of Mr. Jess by Fu Xing.

Although Mr. Jess pretended not to see the plaster statue, but for the minute he stared at the plaster statue just now, Mr. Jess's dodging eyes would not be deceiving.

He obviously cared about this plaster statue very much.

So Qi Zefeng didn't disappoint him. He didn't know where he found a hammer, and in front of Mr. Jess, he hammered it on the plaster statue one after another.

In an instant, powder splashed everywhere.

The shattered gypsum fragments even fell into Wang Jingjing's black tea. She jumped up and said, "President Qi Zefeng! What are you doing?!"

"Could he be possessed by a ghost?" Liu Xiaoqing looked worried, after all...

After all, after Yueyue died, she also saw Yueyue's undead.

Yueyue told her that she had a deal with Fu Xing, and Fu Xing would protect her, and told her not to plot with Wang Jingjing, and the most important thing was to release the copy safely.

This is why Liu Xiaoqing's attitude towards Fu Xing changed so drastically the next day.

Since the dead, Yueyue can turn into undead, what about Liu Lulu?

Wang Jingjing opened his mouth, and wanted to say something more, but seeing Fu Xing watching all this indifferently, he knew that this was another plan between the two of them, so he also closed his mouth.

Set your sights on Mr. Jess.

Sure enough, the hand of Mr. Jess holding the teacup began to shake.

And with every movement of Qi Zefeng, the shaking became bigger and bigger, until finally, the cup fell to the ground.

"You stop! Don't hit it!! Don't hit it!!"

"He's going to get hurt!!!"

"You all go away!"

"Stop, stop!"

"I beg you......"

Mr. Jess began to cry like a child.

Hold the plaster statue tightly in your arms.