NOVEL NEXT Chapter 4: My Painting, You Have To Pay With Your Life
"Is this the one show that has indeed had a different reputation all over Manhattan?"
The red-haired woman is wearing a bodysuit that wraps her graceful body, and she seems to be talking to someone with her earphones.
"Natasha Romanoff agent, pay attention to the surroundings. The person opposite you at two o'clock is the owner of this gallery."
"Got it, I'll find a way to get closer to this person."
"Be careful, this person has a little connection with the British nobleman named Kent Aaron mentioned in our files ten years ago."
"But we're not sure..."
After finishing speaking, the red-haired woman turned off her earphones, and quietly leaned over with a tentative mood.
In the Manhattan area of the Big Apple, this place is called Hell's Kitchen.
In this place, whether it is day or night.
Order belongs to the dark underground forces!
There are all kinds of tyranny and struggle here, symbolizing a certain level of freedom and democracy in this country.
Although Aaron doesn't like this place very much, it's a good place to settle down after finally settling down.
"This painting, did you draw it?"
At this moment, a cold voice appeared in Aaron's ear.
Aaron, who was walking around the exhibition hall in the East District, stopped, turned around, and saw an old lady in her fifties standing behind him with a few security guards.
Aaron put on a professional smirk and nodded.
"Ma'am, what happened to the painting?"
"How about selling it to me? I'll give you five dollars..."
This person obviously does not seem to be a fake, but Aaron's painting was unexpectedly offered at a low price of five dollars.
Didn't it hit him in the face, or what?
Aaron smiled, he knew who the old woman in front of him was.
But he didn't expect that the old woman's attitude made him a little uncomfortable.
"Five dollars?"
Aaron chanted these words, calmly staring at the old woman in front of her and the security guards beside her.
"That is to say, you want to forcibly take this painting away from me?"
"It doesn't mean that."
The old woman folded her hands on her chest, looked at Aaron's pale face in front of her, and smiled.
"This painting should not belong to you, so give it to us, we can guarantee that you will live well in this hell's kitchen, even if it is Jin Bing that fat pig, there is no way to deal with you..."
Aaron frowned.
Is this the level of this handicap woman?
This painting is just an ordinary painting to Aaron.
But this painting is something extraordinary to these people in front of them!
"You guys are not qualified."
After finishing speaking, he actually lifted the woman and the bodyguards behind her up with his hands.
Then it was thrown outside all of a sudden!
"Go and tell your master that if you want to take this painting from me, just think about how many lives you need to pay to get it..."
The cold voice was like the magic voice of Hypnotic Ability. After hearing these people, they ran away without saying a word.
"Tsk tsk, Boss Aaron is really domineering!"
At this moment, a charming voice appeared in the ear.
Aaron looked back and saw that it was the red-haired woman in tights, standing not far away and staring at him in a strange way.
This woman exudes a nasty aura all over her body.
Aaron frowned, stared at this person and said a word: "Get lost!"
After the voice fell, Aaron turned his head and left the place.
in the earphones.
"Natasha Romanoff, be careful not to anger this person. His status is very unusual. I suggest you divert your attention to the underground."
"clear!"
As expected of a professional agent, after seeing that her tried-and-true beauty trick had no effect on the man in front of her.
Immediately, plan B was launched, and this kind of kitsch style cannot be used with this person.
Then, as long as you grasp this person's handle, you can naturally use it for yourself.
At night, everything in the gallery became extraordinarily quiet.
Still the same, tonight seemed destined to be a sleepless night.
Aaron sat quietly in the studio, the pen in his hand didn't seem to be stained with red or black paint.
After sniffing it carefully, there was still a smell of blood.
"coming."
There was a smile on the corner of Aaron's mouth, but he still remained silent, waiting for those unknown people to walk into his own hell.
"Be careful, the owner of this gallery is extraordinary, don't be discovered!"
"Don't worry, we've already done a lot of tasks, and we don't pay attention to a little boy."
"Be careful, there is nothing wrong with it anyway, let's go!"
Use the most sophisticated instruments to cut open the glass of the gallery, trying not to make any sound.
However, these thieves did not know.
Their every move is completely under the attention of the two of them at this moment.
Just two buildings away from the gallery, Natasha Romanoff, a high-level S.H.I.E.L.D agent, is watching everything in front of her with a telescope and an infrared scanner.
In the house, Aaron was also quietly waiting for the arrival of these people!
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