Chapter 1550

Zhang Heng!

The contemporary head of the Zhang family, a master of calligraphy and painting in the imperial capital.

Seeing him coming, many big names in the calligraphy and painting industry present stood up solemnly.

Zhang Heng's territory in the Tianfu Kingdom represents more than the Zhang family in the imperial capital.

He also represents a myth.

That is, the calligraphy and painting competition is unbeaten in a hundred battles.

There are also the three great calligraphy saints of the Zhang family in the imperial capital, and the last painting king among the four great painting kings.

Zhang Cheng said happily: "Dad, are you finally here? This waste actually dares to oppose the Yang Master of the Yang family in the imperial capital."

"You are the king of painting, hurry up and suppress him."

Bang!

Before Zhang Cheng could finish his words, he slapped him in the face.

At that moment, Zhang Cheng was stunned.

Everyone is stupid.

"Father, why did you hit me?"

Zhang Cheng covered his face and burst into tears.

Zhang Heng was furious: "You really disappointed me. You picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelons. A mere young master of the Yang family in the imperial capital can drive you to fight against a super big man like His Highness."

"You want to die as you please, but you will take your grandparents, parents, and all relatives of the Zhang family in the imperial capital to die together."

"I'm so useless to you!"

Ga!!!

Your Highness?

Another one called Your Highness?

First, Ou Cheng, the head of the Soviet-Shanghai-Hubei-European family, was named His Highness Jiang Feng.

Lin Tianyi and Wang Fang were both unmoved by this.

Then the saint of calligraphy Wang Xi bowed to Jiang Feng and called out to His Highness.

They were shocked though.

But soon there was no idea.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Meng, the helmsman of the Central Plains War Zone, also called His Highness Jiang Feng.

At this time, everyone felt something was wrong.

But there was still some grudge in my heart.

After all, whether it is the head of the Suzhou-Hu-Ou family, the saint of calligraphy, or the helmsman of the Central Plains War Zone, Zhang Meng.

Some of these people are too far away.

But the painting king Zhang Heng is different from the previous three people.

This is the real father who has been with Zhang Cheng day and night.

Plop!

Zhang Cheng didn't say a word of nonsense, and after his father slapped him, he immediately knelt on the ground: "Jiang...Your Highness, I'm wrong. I hope you don't remember the villain's mistakes."

"Take me like a fart! Please, I was wrong!"

Bang bang bang!

Several consecutive sounds of kowtow.

It directly shocked Lin Tianyi and Wang Fang's chins.

Everyone else used incredibly exaggerated expressions.

They all looked at Jiang Feng.

Which highness is this guy?

Why did so many people servile to him?

You should know that no matter whether it is the head of the Soviet and Shanghai Ou Cheng.

Still the saint of calligraphy Wang Xi.

Painting King Zhang Heng.

Or Zhang Meng, the helmsman of the Central Plains War Zone.

All of them are trembling when they stomp their feet.

They were in front of Jiang Feng.

Why so humble?

Wang Fang was shocked.

Lin Tianyi was shocked.

Everyone was shocked.

Only Gong Lingshan was not shocked.

But last night, she saw Jiang Feng's strength.

"Get up!"

Jiang Feng came this time for herbs.

Things that have nothing to do with herbs.

Jiang Feng had no interest.
Chapter completed!