doll city

Saturday at [-]:[-] p.m., Tingdong District, Xujiaxiang Culture, Sports and Art Museum.

This old art museum was originally a warehouse near the city center, because there was an art school nearby, students often graffiti here, and also raised many stray cats, over time, it became a local characteristic art gallery.

"Okay, let's call it a day~ Come on, let's take a photo together and drink milk tea later."

A few students were busy graffiti, and just about to start taking pictures after posing, suddenly there was the sound of a car engine, and a black car rolled past the gate and stopped between the people taking pictures and the people taking pictures.

A man in a suit with a greasy face got out of the car.

"Little beauty, where's the old man here?" Manager Ke asked bluntly, he looked at his watch, he had a dinner with the supervisor at six o'clock, and he had to sign the demolition contract for this art gallery as soon as possible.

The students curled their lips, obviously knowing the name of Manager Ke.

Fuhua Real Estate wanted to develop in the vicinity. They had just planned to demolish the Wuyue Zhenren Temple in the old city, and they were in a hurry to do something about their land here.

At the entrance of the art museum, an old man came out of a communication room covered with glass with adhesive tape. When he saw Manager Ke, he immediately showed uneasiness, and said to the students: "Xiao Li, Xiao Xia, those paintings of yours Just hang it here, go back to school, it’s not safe when it’s dark.”

"Grandpa He..."

Manager Ke glanced at the students, especially the two beautiful female students, lit a cigarette, and said, "If you don't leave, stay here. My brother invites you to a big restaurant for dinner."

The students glared, but they didn't dare to speak too much.

After all, this person is backed by the mountain of Fuhua Real Estate, and no one dares to provoke him.

After urging the girls away, the old man Chen said with a broken face: "Manager Ke, the children's paintings are all hung here in this land. After more than ten years, there are thousands of paintings... Please talk to me again. Mr. Xue said, it’s really not possible.”

Manager Ke sneered, and stepped into the art gallery with his briefcase under his arm.

As soon as I entered the door, there was a smell of paint and dust. This place used to be an old textile factory warehouse. Students from the nearby art school often came to exhibit their works. Old man Chen collected some cheap tickets at the door , The money brought in is used for maintenance, which is to feed stray cats.

Manager Ke kicked a sleeping Sanhua at the door with his leather shoes, causing it to meow and jump away, then turned to old man Chen and said, "Hey, let me tell you. How much money can you make a month by relying on this crappy art gallery? You said that you are so old and still live in a rented house, and you can’t even pay the rent. If I repay this little savings at your age, I would buy a bottle farmer- The medicine is gone."

Old man Chen is the curator in name, but the museum is not profitable, and he lives in poverty.

Hearing this, old man Chen was silent for a while, and said: "I am here, and these children can still talk with me every day. When I leave, they will be gone, completely gone."

"Are you just pretending that you didn't understand?" Manager Ke put out the cigarette butt on an oil painting at hand, causing old man Chen to feel distressed for a while, "The ugly thing is in the front, the water supply of the surrounding circuits has been fixed by our group. If I give you the 7 yuan, you don’t even want to get a cent of it.”

Old man Chen muttered, "It's not about the money..."

"It's about money. Everything in this society is about money. You're just looking at the door. Are you a great artist?" Manager Ke glanced at the student information and photos hanging under the oil painting, and suddenly There was a bit of malice in the tone, "This girl's name is Xiaoxia, right? Our group recently recruited public relations, and I happen to be very close to the teacher of their vocational high school. How about introducing some 'good jobs' to her?"

"Don't, don't..." Old Man Chen's complexion changed, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't do anything to the children, I... I'll go get the land deed."

Seeing the back of old man Chen leaving, manager Ke showed a smile on his face, and turned his head to glance at the oil painting that he had burned with a cigarette.

There are three little girls in blue clothes on the oil painting, like a secondary creation of some movie.

The little girl in the middle had a hole in her eye with a cigarette butt, and she looked a little ghostly.

"Hey, what kind of art, a bunch of masters."

Manager Ke spit out a mouthful of phlegm, opened the items in the briefcase, from top to bottom, found the form of "Xujiaxiang Art Museum" under "Old Porcelain Street" and "Old Town of Wuyue Zhenren Temple", and typed tick.

When this year's project is finalized, he will not only have a bonus, but also millions of kickbacks to take.

"I still have to do something..." Manager Ke went to the bathroom to urinate, and made a phone call, "Hello? , Mr. Xue attaches great importance to the land in Old Porcelain Street..."

Manager Ke opened the door and walked out of the bathroom, listening to the apologetic smile on the phone, he looked a little worried: "If you can't do it, you can find someone from Mr. Ma to fix it. The old woman is so old, it's normal for something to happen if she fell down... What's dirty, people don't kill the world for themselves, and when the inheritance is in hand, the kid from the Gu family who wants to get rich every day is not just whatever you want...Hello? Hello?"

Halfway through the conversation, there was a busy tone on the phone.

Manager Ke took a look and found that the phone's originally full signal was suddenly empty.

"Old man He? What's your surname?" Manager Ke suddenly felt that the art gallery was very windy. He went to Old Man He's office and saw that it was empty.

"Damn, this old bastard won't run away..." Manager Ke was furious, and was about to go out to find out what happened. As soon as he got in the car and started the engine, he saw a bus blocking the door.

A total of twenty people got off the car, all of them looked stern, holding various knives and steel pipes in their hands.

Manager Ke was taken aback, and waited until those people came closer to the light of the headlights and saw their faces clearly, then he let out a long breath and got out of the car.

"Mr. Ma, why are you here in person? You're still dressed like this, and I haven't bothered you to leave..."

He walked over courteously, took out a good pack of cigarettes and handed it to a fat middle-aged man who was the leader of the crowd.

"Xiao Ke?" Ma Zhaojun didn't pick up his cigarette, looking at him very strangely.

Manager Ke noticed a little weirdness, he was the only one in the audience wearing a suit, and everyone else was dressed in a pair of light sportswear.

"What's the matter, Mr. Ma?" Manager Ke was a little confused, and glanced at the red armbands made of flowers and ivory that each of them were wearing.

Ma Zhaojun took his cigarette, crushed it, and said calmly to the people behind him, "This is a hunting ground for 21 people. It's a bit difficult. Don't make any accidents. Just knock him out and throw him out."

After speaking, Ma Zhaojun walked into the art gallery with the people around him.

Manager Ke was at a loss when he saw two thin men approaching, grabbing his arms like iron tongs and dragging them out, he said in a panic, "Mr. Ma! Mr. Ma! I'm Mr. Xue's man. Don't be filial to your side!"

"Shut up, who cares about money now."

The two men sneered, and when they were about to knock out Manager Ke and throw him out, they suddenly saw a black shadow approaching quickly in the distance. open.

"What is that? A crow..."

The members of Xianggu's second team had strange expressions on their faces. They waited until the black shadow got closer, and then exclaimed.

"Books! They're all books! There's a library near here! Which idiot has alarmed the library!!"

Books with illustrations or covers of characters densely filled half of the sky, chasing after the off-road vehicle rushing left and right like a swarm of bees.

"Mr. Wang Houxiong, I'm sorry!!!"

Xiao Yi kicked out a stack of "Complete Interpretation of Textbooks" that was trying to break into the car window, and shouted at Li Ya in the driver's seat with a ferocious expression:

"Didn't you say that the library should be silent all the time?! It's almost over, and the puppet called Naruto casually! What Sasuke are you answering! Ah, you see the Akatsuki organization is catching up!!"

Li Ya: "It can't be helped, it's caused by DNA."

Li Ya is very reliable most of the time, but once he is unreliable, it will cause terrible results.

For example, the city library, the four of them observed carefully before entering, and the library asked for silence, and they didn't make a sound during the whole process, and they would be like invisible people in the library.

Li Ya's ability is like no other here, and Dai Chengze successfully found the ancient materials of Ciling County Chronicles, but just as everyone was leaving, a comic book passed by and called out "Naruto".

Li Ya replied "Sasuke" as if he had a knee-jerk reaction.

Then half the books in the library found them.

Yan Ge was actually not angry about this, it would have been much harder without Li Ya and the others, at most he had a problem with him taking the driver's seat first and driving.

Li Ya didn't really agree with the electrical appliances. After driving for just one mile, the impromptu car had a fuel gauge failure, condensate leaks, and suspension imbalance. The car was born like a candle in the wind.

Yan Ge could only focus on the escape route after holding back his stomach, and soon he found an art gallery in front of him.

"There's a bear bus next to that art gallery, it's a hunting ground, you can hide in it overnight!"

The hunting ground can be joined by other people, but it cannot exceed double the number of people holding invitations, otherwise the dolls inside will call other high-level dolls nearby to help out if they sense danger.

If you recruit someone like the velvet flower empress, then it's over.

"Sit still." Li Ya smiled and turned the steering wheel. "I'll show you a turn in the drain—"

"No acting!"

"It's too late, the brake just broke."

"what!!!"

Amidst the laughter, the off-road vehicle made an S-shaped bend and crashed into Manager Ke's BMW in the courtyard of the Xujiaxiang Art Museum.

After the bang, there was silence.

Manager Ke stared blankly at his dented BMW. Just as he was about to say something, he saw an arm smashing the window of the off-road vehicle.

Then four people got off the car one by one, and even a woman who was cursing came out together.

"Next time! Don't touch the steering wheel, don't touch the steering wheel! You just stay in the passenger seat! If there are nails growing under your buttocks, you can roll into the trunk and lie down!"

Li Ya was the last one to get out of the off-road vehicle, and was severely reprimanded, but still showed a happy expression on his face that he would dare next time, and leaned in front of Yan Ge.

"She scolded me."

"Good medicine is good for the disease." Yan Ge glanced at the safe and sound Ciling historical materials in the bag, and said, "...after all, your awareness of safe driving seems to have slipped through the net of the nine-year compulsory education."

After finishing speaking, Yan Ge looked up at the five or six people in the corner, and when his eyes fell on the "Elephant Valley" logo on their armbands, his eyes froze slightly.

What they crashed into was the hunting ground of "Elephant Valley".