There were people coming and going at the exhibition, and many people gathered together in groups of three or three, and whispered to a painting hanging on the wall.

These paintings are Nesser's previous style, without many skills and unknown subject intentions, but on-site observation will give people a feeling of profound artistic conception.

Neser followed Schollen honestly. He lacked self-protection ability now. Although Schollen was greedy for him, it seemed that she could protect Naser from most dangers.

He now seems to be in autism, but in fact he is observing the people who come to the exhibition, most of whom are ordinary people, but some of them are a bit so special.

Nesser's father, Poly, was a successful entrepreneur. He was well-known in China and had a wide range of friends. I don't know how many people wanted to leave his relationship, many of whom had a small fortune.

As for the current world, strangeness and extraordinaryness are not far away from wealth, but gather towards wealth.

Several of them had special reactions, which meant that they had either actively or passively contacted extraordinary power, or they had extraordinary power on their bodies.

"So, Poly also has extraordinary power?" Nether thought of this and the abnormalities in the villa, and had a point in his mind.

At this moment, Nesser heard someone calling him, turned around and saw a girl who looked a little like him now walking over.

The girl is in her twenties, her dyed red hair is like a ball of unrestrained flame, her figure is tall and attractive, and a tear mole on the corner of her eyes adds a bit of charm. This is a woman who can make anyone make mistakes.

And he is Nesser's sister in this life - Sophia.

Sofia was very enthusiastic. After Neser turned around, she rushed up and buried Neser directly into her heart, and then rubbed her wildly.

Well, there is a little goblin who is greedy for his body.

In a place where ordinary people cannot see, her long hair squirmed like a flame, entangled Naser and fought with Sharon's snake tail.

The two women looked at each other, and there seemed to be sparks flashing, and at the same time, some deep malicious intention was dripping the venom.

Perhaps Sharon's eyes were too domineering, or perhaps the arched legs could be stabbed out like a sharp sword at any time, Sophia let go of Nesser, but she was not too far away.

At this time, a man took a small step forward, straightening his back, making the expensive clothes he rented more appropriately, and stretched out his hand with a beautiful smile on his face: "You are Ness, I often hear Sora mention you."

Sora is Sophia's nickname. Generally, only people close to you will call it that way. Otherwise, it will be that it will cross the safe distance of social interaction and arouse people's disgust.

Naiser glanced at him and ignored the instructions he had reached out. Anyway, this is his usual character.

The man withdrew his hand awkwardly, but he did not say anything irrational. As a phoenix man, he must have the awareness of a phoenix man. He expected that he would be neglected by the target's family. Just as he was about to introduce himself and skip this embarrassment, he heard a trembling voice with anger.

"Walda? Is this your overtime?" A little girl with a little beauty stood behind the man with a furious face.

Waldard's expression was a little panicked for a moment, and at the same time he felt a little angry. However, he did not vent the anger, but explained to Sofia next to him as soon as possible.

"Sola, she and I are over long ago." Wallda tried to slow down her tone and make herself as gentle as possible. "She just couldn't accept this, so she came to make a fuss."

"I believe in you!" Sophia's eyes were like water, and she looked at Walda, making Walda feel that her body was soft and hard.

Although the girl was pretty, she was very different from Sophia. The two of them didn't even quarrel, and the girl left in shame.

Sophia knew that Nesser didn't like negotiations and did not disturb her too much. She once again hugged Nesser in her arms and rubbed her a few times. She glanced at Sheron on the side, and then took Walda away.

Looking at Sophia's back leaving and the Waldah who was following along, Sherron's mouth curled.

"Thirteen!" Neser said as if he remembered something.

Shirron, who was standing beside him, looked at Naser in shock, but found that Naser was still lowering his head as before, as if nothing outside could affect him.

But Sharon couldn't calm down. She knew what Thirteen meant.

In the past two years, Sofia has dated many boyfriends, and this Waldah is the thirteenth.

As for where Sophia's ex-boyfriend went, although Shirron did not check it out, he thought about it and knew the results of those people. Judging from today's situation, Wallda will sooner or later follow the footsteps of those exes.

Sheron didn't care about this kind of thing. What she cared about was why Nesser could remember this kind of thing and asked it directly.

"This is a test." Nether thought that he could not always maintain his autistic personality. It is correct to not break it now just to avoid causing trouble. It is better to step by step to enhance his own performance.

Nesser doesn't remember other things very much, but he still remembers some information about his family. For example, his mother Martha is a believer in the Chenzhong Church, and his father Poly always takes some people to the basement of his home. His younger brother never sleeps at night, and his sister's impression is that his boyfriend who always rotates.

This small movement will attract Sharon's attention. After that, Sharon's attitude towards him may change. Based on these changes, Naser will decide whether to learn the extraordinary power of this world from Sharon or from other places.

For example, his sister Sophia, who is also greedy for him, judged that Sophia is slightly weaker than Sheron, based on the previous confrontation between Sophia and Sheron, but Naiser only needs a key, and it doesn't matter if she is a newbie.

After remembering Ness's movements, Sharon sent Ness home after the exhibition and went to the studio on the third floor.

Naiser picked up his brush, and the sunlight shone through the window, and even the sunlight became a little cleaner.

There was no such scene of dust flying in the sun.

Then the brush fell on the canvas and a touch of color fell.

Blood red bloomed on the canvas, and Lola threw the painting that had just been auctioned off in her hand to one side. The spiritual light on it was exhausted at this moment.

She gasped heavily and looked at the figure that disappeared under the light.

"They came faster than I thought and stronger than I thought. My strength was not enough..."

"Does there be more paintings like this?"

"I got it, I'll go and have a look tonight."
Chapter completed!