I Devour Deities

Chapter 162 – Let the hunt begin!

The fat guy, nicknamed Red Shrimp, followed the girl with a bun hairstyle and came to the fourth exhibition hall.

There were many people here because the exhibition displayed mummies.

Most people's impression of ancient Egypt is mummies and pyramids, so naturally they come to take a look. However, after seeing it, they were greatly disappointed.

They were just dried-up corpses, ugly and dirty, even the mummies wrapped in bandages were dirty due to weathering.

Red Shrimp had no interest in these relics. He noticed that the girl with the bun hairstyle was very interested in them. She even took out a sketchbook from her backpack and started sketching the mummy that was said to be an Egyptian pharaoh.

"Hehe, a girl who likes corpses? What a coincidence, I like them too!"

Red Shrimp licked his tongue and prepared to go over and strike up a conversation, but a boy wearing a yellow windbreaker with slightly curly long hair beat him to it.

"Although it's just a few strokes, you have captured its charm!"

The boy in the windbreaker praised.

Chenxin glanced at the man, lowered her head, and continued drawing. She was a girl who didn't like to talk. She felt that she was only alive when she was thinking.

Only when she was thinking did Chenxin feel that she was alive.

The boy in the windbreaker didn't wait for Chenxin's response. He wasn't embarrassed, but rather had a better impression of her because of her focus. However, when he wanted to continue the conversation, his back was suddenly bumped hard.

Bang!

The boy in the windbreaker stumbled forward and bumped into the barrier.

"Miss, are you an art student? Your drawing is beautiful!"

Red Shrimp stood next to Chenxin with a smile on his face and started a conversation, "Can you draw a sketch for me? I'll pay one million!"

Since becoming a god hunter and earning a lot of money, Red Shrimp's way of pursuing women had become about spending money.

A true one million!

Simple and straightforward.

Of course, if the other party didn't cooperate, he was willing to use some violence.

Chenxin didn't even glance at the fat man with her eyes, her attitude was cold.

"I'm not lying to you, come, add me on WeChat, and I'll transfer one million to you!"

Red Shrimp acted like a big shot, showing off his wealth.

"You are disrespecting art!"

The boy in the windbreaker turned around and accused. He wasn't angry because Red Shrimp bumped into him, but because he disliked his attitude towards art.

"Hehe!"

Red Shrimp laughed and looked at the boy in the windbreaker.

People who dress like this are either musicians or painters, they always exude a sense of decadent beauty, a sense of superiority that the world is drunk while they are awake.

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