At the corner of the street, watching Lina walk into the house, Tang En held her back and turned around and left Linhe Street.

Walking to the main road, Don En recruited a carriage.

Outside the car window, Nangang at night seemed very noisy, and there were crowds of people coming here to seek excitement.

Tang En stared blankly at the scene outside and fell into silence...

From the perspective of a killer, the old butler is always right. Kill Lina and keep her identity from being leaked. Is it cruel? Something is a bit too, according to the old butler - this is the price!

This is the price of not preparing for the work, the failure of the assassination, and the end of implicating others... But, fuck, it was clearly what I did wrong, why did I have to pay the price for saving my people?

"I've thought too much, I've thought too much... Tang En, you are a killer!" Tang En whispered, covering his face.

Tang En didn't know what he was insisting on... He took on several missions and killed a lot of people. Well, even if those gang members were all bad guys... But last night, his blood value increased by 200. In other words, in the melee, at least three or four cavalrymen died at his own hands. Are cavalrymen bad guys... Who knows...

"Fake!", Tang En punched the carriage. Forget it, if the injury heals, leave Laiyan City as soon as possible...

"Sir, I'm here."

"Thank you, park over!"

After walking for about five minutes, Tang En came to his second-floor attic.

I looked around and found that some small institutions in front of the house were not touched. I just had a newspaper in the gap under the door.

Tang En picked up the newspaper and opened the door.

"Eighty-two assassins died... Ghost face injured... Powells? Is it the one who holds the giant sword."

Through Lai Yan tabloid, Tang En had a general understanding of what happened last night. Tang En once again felt glad that he was able to escape by chance.

Because of the serious trauma, it is not advisable to go out. Tang En simply stayed in the small attic and stayed in a closed door.

Fortunately, he still has system space. Through this incident, Tang En also realized the power of the fighting spirit masters in another world. His desire for powerful power is even stronger.

Whenever he had time, Tang En stayed in the space training ground to improve his body's speed, strength, and reaction.

Of course, Tang En also practiced his skills diligently. His battle against Bernie made him realize that he had not fully utilized his role in skills. He used to use a single skill before, and never thought of superimposing two skills.

But last time I was so quick that I used the rush and ghost at the same time, and instantly broke through Bernie's marksmanship.

Although there is luck here, it at least means that this direction is correct. As long as you can control this speed, your strength will undoubtedly be improved by a higher level.

All martial arts in the world are invincible, only fast is not broken... This is especially true for assassins!

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On that day, after Tang En came out of the endurance training ground, he lay on the backyard chair to bask in the sun and adjust and relax.

After all, although space training does not consume real physical strength, it still feels a little tired mentally.

The sunshine in late autumn and early winter always has a kind of lazy magic.

In less than a while, Tang En became a little drowsy.

An uproar—

Suddenly, a sound of paper rolling came, and Tang En's ears moved, ignoring it.

He was used to it, and it must be the painter's neighbor who was said to be the eldest son of the city lord and was drying his works again.

Hey... Tang En reached out and grabbed it, "Hula", and opened his eyes and saw that a large piece of painting paper was grabbed by him.

There is no doubt that this must be the wind blowing, and Tang En praised his reaction to his position when he heard the sound.

Tang En couldn't help but be stunned when he unfolded the drawing paper casually.

This is a naked portrait of a man. In the portrait, the naked man spreads his arms and legs together. The organs in the body are moderate in proportion and the hair is lifelike, which is really a masterpiece of human body sketches. But there are various lines on this man, which looks a bit messy and destroys the beauty...

What kind of school is this? Tang En curled his lips and said, "It's no future. At least you can draw a girl." It's a pity that this realistic brush...

Dong, Dong, Dong...

The door of the attic was knocked.

Tang En was stunned. No one knew his address except Alan. Alan would come to deliver the newspaper in the morning.

Tang En first climbed to the second floor and opened the curtains. He saw a middle-aged man with long blond hair and decadent temperament standing in front of the gate.

Tang En knew who this was instantly. It should be his painter's neighbor, Robert Bess, the eldest son of the Count City Lord, who did not run away... because at this time he was holding a paintbrush in his hand, and his wrinkled robe was still carrying some oil paint. "Dong, dong, dong!" Bess stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Confirm that it wasn't an ambush, Tang En went downstairs and opened the door.

Beth bowed to his luggage and said, "I'm sorry, I'm disturbing. My painting may have flew to your backyard..."

"Oh, yes. Come with me." Tang En turned his body and invited Bes in.

"Thank you!", this Beth seemed very quiet, and it was completely different from the Beth that Tang En had seen, who exuded a strong sense of existence.

Tang En casually said: "You're welcome... By the way, that human body sketch is very good and realistic."

Bass's eyes lit up and said, "Do you understand this?"

"Uh, I understand a little, I understand a little..." Tang En touched his nose. His former girlfriend was a fine arts student. In order to catch up with her, she had been learning a lot of books in this area, and at least she had a pseudo-literary state.

"Forgive me, well, why do you draw so many lines on your body sketch?"

"Because I found that there are so many secrets in human body. After measurement, I found that the length of the human body's feet from the heel to the toes is equivalent to the length of the human arm from the inside of the elbow to the wrist... and the width of our nose is about the width of one eye..." It was probably rare to find an object of communication. Bess seemed very excited and talked endlessly about his discovery.

Tang En was shocked. Of course he knew what Bes said. He had read an art book that introduced the statement of human body proportions. But he did not expect that Bes had discovered this phenomenon.

"After finding these partially identical proportions, I feel that the entire human body should have a large proportion, but unfortunately, I haven't found it yet..." Beth said regretfully.

While talking, the two walked to the backyard.

Tang En's heart moved: "Lend me your brush."

"Hmm?" Beth handed the brush over in question.

Tang En picked up the brush and painted a few strokes on the human body portrait.

"Huh..." Beth stepped forward with an excited expression, almost pressing his entire eye on the drawing paper.

"When the man stood with his arms stretched out, he used his head, feet and fingers as the endpoints, and from the outside it looked like a square."

"Incredible...incredible...", Beth trembled all over and stared at the portrait like a demon.

Tang En continued: "If you draw a pair of slightly raised arms and legs with spreading legs, centered on his navel, feet and fingers as endpoints, just a circle is connected to the outside."

After hearing this, Beth grabbed the brush back, waved the tip of the pen, and instantly added a pair of arms and feet to the naked man. His wrists shook, and a standard circle connected all of this.

"Huhhh... it's really, it's really. How did you know? How did you know?" Beth gasped heavily, looking very crazy.

How do I know? That's because I stood on the shoulders of the giant... Tang En thought to himself.

Of course, he did not discover all this. When he was judging art knowledge, he remembered several unique paintings. These phenomena of human body proportions were shown in Leonardo da Vinci's famous work "The Vitruvian Man". At that time, Tang En thought it was very interesting, so he still remembered it fresh.

Of course there is no way to tell Beth all this, so Tang En had to say, "I discovered it by chance."

"According to it? Impossible. If you don't have long-term research, you will find it... I want to worship you as your teacher!" Beth grabbed Tang En's hand and said excitedly.

Uh, Tang En was stunned for a moment, and he was called me as his teacher? What a joke, I just drew a square incorrectly, wouldn’t it be useless to worship me as his teacher?

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Tang En drooled and explained for a long time before he could barely convince Beth that he was really an art idiot, and he was a pure theoretical school who could only read and not do anything.

"Miracle, you are a real genius!" Beth kept praising. Finally, he invited Don En to visit his paintings and give him guidance.

As long as he was not allowed to be his master, Tang En naturally agreed. Lian Dao would definitely watch it tomorrow.

Beth was so happy that he immediately said, "I'll go back and prepare."

After saying that, he picked up the drawing and turned around and left.

Tang En stayed alone in a daze, and then shook his head for a while and said, "I'm just kind of polite... Sure enough, all those who play art are crazy!"

(PS: Old rules, two things.

1. I bowed to thank the book friend "Ti-Yun Zong" and "ngstone" for the reward. Well, there is also the "crying evil ghost" who gave the update ticket."

2. Cough cough, I don’t know if I don’t read it, I was shocked. I actually had eight "finished gods" in my book friends... Why bother with the difficulties **Si, I am a kind raccoon cat, the curse is too vicious, let me go...^-^.)
Chapter completed!