Don't look at it as a light elbow blow, it's actually full of stamina!
Lin Huan fell to the ground and was paralyzed.
He didn't cry out in pain, but he felt that the muscles and bones in his body were weak, and the feeling of powerlessness could not be described in words.
Lin Huan hugged his legs and lay on the ground, wanting to shout, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all.
That's right, he couldn't make a sound, not because his vocal cords were torn, but because he felt a little blurred and his nerves seemed to be controlled.
At this time, Wu Liang had gradually walked away and went to the crowd at the auction site.
In fact, Wu Liang's seemingly easy elbow strike carried a lot of power.
The most important nerves in Lin Huan's body were directly distorted by the impact carried by Wu Liang's elbow.
Even Lin Huan's lumbar spine and spine were hit strongly.
It's just that the speed of this blow was so fast that Lin Huan didn't have time to cry out in pain.
And when he wanted to cry out in pain, he found that his body was out of control.
He couldn't stand up, he couldn't speak, he could only babble and make blind gestures.
Some people watched quickly, some took videos, some called the police, and many people were already around in a short time.
Lin Huan couldn't speak at all, and even his consciousness became more and more blurred.
Eventually, he passed out.
All of this came too suddenly.
Lin Huan never expected that a simple and easy elbow blow would actually paralyze him.
However, next, Lin Huan didn't have a chance to think about this.
Because, what awaits Lin Huan will be paralyzed and vegetative for the rest of his life.
At the beginning, when Lin Huan chased after him, it happened to be a dead end of monitoring.
Even if the monitoring is brought up, it is difficult to figure it out.
After all, Wu Liang was only an easy blow, and the speed was so fast that he couldn't even catch Wu Liang's shot with the naked eye.
Lin Huan suddenly became a vegetative person, and he didn't think about it so much, thinking that it was just an accident.
Even, even the doctors who came here thought that it was Lin Huan who accidentally slipped and fell to the ground while running, so he fell into a vegetative state.
Wu conscience has its own sense of proportion.
Since he can make a move on Lin Huan in public, it shows that he has enough confidence to deal with it.
He is confident that his shot will be clean and clean, will not arouse suspicion, and can also inflict heavy damage on the opponent.
Wu Liang hates being threatened the most, that day at the Medicine King Ceremony, he was able to beat Meng Jinfang and Zhou Cheng on the spot, how could he take Lin Huan in his eyes.
Lin Huan provoked people who shouldn't be messed with, and almost took his life, it's really not worth it.
Even if he is given 10 million, he will not be blessed in this life.
At this time, Qian Shaoyu didn't know the specific situation.
He called Lin Huan several times to ask how things were going, but Lin Huan didn't answer.
Lin Huan was sent to the hospital, so it's no wonder that he can get through.
These abnormalities aroused Qian Shaoyu's vigilance.
Although Qian Shaoyu knew that Wu Liang had some means, he would not have thought that Wu Liang would be able to beat Lin Huan into a vegetative person almost silently in public.
However, Wu Liang was not affected by this incident, and he still walked around the auction site without distractions.
Wu Liang already has a deep understanding of antiques and art.
Now, he is not a layman at all, and he is even more authoritative than many so-called industry experts.
He can appreciate the calligraphy and painting works currently on display and about to be auctioned.
Today's loser's task is to auction the "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface", but the auction has not officially started, it is currently free time, and it is also to let the buyers participating in the auction decide which painting and calligraphy works to auction.
Wu Liang looked at it one by one, looking for the "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface".
He knew that this "Lanting Collection Preface" was definitely not Wang Xizhi's version, and Wang Xizhi's version of the ghost knew where he went.
He thinks that it is either Feng Chengsu's version, or Yu Shinan's version, or Chu Suiliang's version.
Coming to an ancient picture, Wu Liang stopped to watch.
The ancient paintings in front of him made his eyes shine.
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Originally, Wu Liang was rare to be Yaxing, but at this moment, a voice sounded.
"This gentleman in front, please let go, we, Mr.
Pan, want to enjoy this ancient painting, thank you for your cooperation."
Wu Liang turned around and found that there were two people, one old and one young.
The old one is a pot-bellied old gentleman with thinning hair and a standard Mediterranean hairstyle.
The less is a delicate man with a middle comb, but there is more femininity in the delicate.
In view of the polite tone of the handsome man's speech, Wu Liang did not feel uncomfortable in his heart.
He also politely moved his body away and took two steps back behind him, leaving a space for the other party to watch.
In fact, it wasn't Wu Liang who blocked others' sight before, because he was not very close to that ancient painting.
It's just that Mr.
Pan is short, about 1.6 meters, so if Wu Liang stands in front, Mr.
Pan's vision will be blocked.
Although the good Yaxing was disturbed halfway, Wu Liang did not immediately go crazy.
Wu Liang is actually not difficult to get along with.
As long as they treat each other politely, he will not take the initiative to find fault or put on a show.
In this way, the three of them looked at this ancient painting together.
Mr.
Pan, and the young man, also seem to be obsessed with this ancient painting.
After viewing this ancient painting, Wu Liang was ready to leave to see the next painting and calligraphy work.
Anyway, it's boring to be idle, so let's be a loser today to cultivate my artistic sentiments.
When Wu Liang was about to leave, the old Mr.
Pan took the initiative to chat with him and said, "Young man, I see that you have been standing here for a while, and you can see that you are very fond of ancient paintings, and I think you should be a student of an art academy." ” Since this old Mr.
Pan asked him, Wu Liang temporarily dispelled the idea of turning around and leaving.
Wu Liang responded in a flat tone: "I am not a student of the Academy of Arts. ” "Oh?
That's an art lover, right?
Mr.
Pan guessed with a slight smile.
"Sort of."
Wu Liang replied.
"Young man, I want to hear your evaluation and appreciation of this ancient painting."
Mr.
Pan said.
The reason why Mr.
Pan chatted with strange young people was to see how much young people know about traditional ancient culture in today's society.
When the delicate young man saw this scene, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and an elusive smile appeared.
The handsome young man was not surprised that Mr.
Pan asked Wu Liang such a question.
Because, before, Mr.
Pan had already asked many young people like Wu Liang.
There are many young people who come to participate in this auction of calligraphy and paintings, but they are not rushing to participate in the auction, but to appreciate the masterpieces of calligraphy and painting.
The appreciation of masterpieces of calligraphy and painting here has more than one meaning.
There are young people who have a genuine love for art and a certain degree of artistic literacy.
But there are also young people who are vassals and elegant, go with the flow, and regard coming here as a visit to an art museum, take a photo and send it back to Moments, and pretend to be over.
Mr.
Pan, as a figure that cannot be despised in the Huadu painting world, is to enjoy the masterpieces of calligraphy and painting at the same time, but also to do a social survey by the way.
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Wu Liang is Mr.
Pan, the twenty-first passer-by young man asked.
The first twenty times almost all disappointed him.
And this time, Mr.
Pan expected, there should be no difference from the previous twenty times.