Nine hundred and one tattoos

"You don't have a conscience! There is no ----," Hu Dafa glanced at Qiu Dalong with disdain.

"I mean, I didn't make a mistake! No!" Qiu Dalong picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, "However, my conscience doesn't seem to be at home, I probably went out to visit the door! Go find Xiaomi next door!hahahaha!"

"Hmph!" Hu Dafa snorted, just remembering the glasses, "If you think about it carefully, if you usually work and drive, you don't ---- illegal parking!

"Violating rules and breaking the law are two different things!" Qiu Dalong glanced at him and disagreed. After taking a sip of wine, he pointed back to the Jinbei car, "Count it all in, it's nothing! I'm doing a good thing, a serious thing." Even if there is a mistake, it is a last resort! The heroes of Liangshan have said that they will strike when it is time to act!"

"Besides, the mistakes I made and those bad people are different from the harms! I just scolded the streets, got into fights, bullied individuals, and molested young ladies! In the end, I also gave money! I hurt a few people at most. Those people are different, their abilities are different, and if they do bad things, they will harm more people! Just like this ----" Qiu Dalong casually pointed to his Jinbei car.

"How many people has he harmed? Those vendors in the wholesale vegetable market, if they mention him, who doesn't hate him? A few hits, it's all light! All I can do is a mistake the size of a sesame mung bean, and it's almost the same if I scold me a few times, and if you don't get angry, then give me a beating! However, compared to them, it's not worth mentioning!"

"Just like if I want to build a house, at most it is an illegal building on the street; when a big boss builds a house, isn't it all about forcibly demolishing the land, subcontracting layer by layer, cutting corners, driving up housing prices, taking the opportunity to speculate, and harming the people?

"Well, it makes sense!" Hu Dafa nodded lightly, thinking about Mr. Wu's company, in order to make money, it was really a lot of deception! According to Wang Ting, at least tens of thousands of people were fooled by Mr. Wu. Compared with him, there is too much difference. The harm of petty theft is limited to a few people, just a few people a day, if you steal 10,000 victims like Mr. Wu, you have to work for many years, and your fingers are swollen.

People are like this: when they see the mistakes of others, they open their hands to accuse and reprimand, regardless of whether they are indiscriminate, for the sake of the earth, for the common people, and for the sake of pleasing their own mouths, they are full of righteous indignation and positive energy; but when it comes to themselves, even if they are full of deception of running trains, it is a white lie and should be forgiven and tolerated. Self-discipline and treating others are used indiscriminately by us at will, but the heart is good, regardless of whether it is right or wrong.

If you want to "blame others with the heart and forgive yourself with the heart of others", it is difficult!

Drinking and feverish, Qiu Dalong unbuttoned his clothes, revealing a broad chest, a handful of jet-black heart protection hair, and stroked it casually, "When I have money, I will also have a tattoo! Hey, the left green dragon, the right white tiger, the old cow is on the waist, and the dragon head is on the chest!

"Hehe! Big brother, forget it! That unlucky, before he could use the knife, he was dealt with by the door frame, and he hung up directly! Change to another one!" Qiu Biao was happy to persuade, thinking about the movie "Tang Bohu Dots Autumn Fragrance", and he was already laughing with the fat man.

"Then I'll have a nine-patterned dragon Shi Jin! This is good! Liangshan is a good man!" Qiu Dalong disagreed, and continued to think about his own skin and flesh, what pattern can he tattoo!

"Shi Jin, are you trying hard! Constipation! Don't bleed!" Hu Dafa continued to open up, showing no mercy at all.

"Well, it's not good! Then let's ---- the pattern flower! Flower monk Lu Zhishen, a peony flower! Hehe, I'll have a body of roses, nine hundred and ninety-nine roses, hey, which girl can't see it twice! That's a good idea!"

"Peony flowers are also merry to be ghosts! Well, it suits you! Unfortunately, there are many rose thorns. But it's not bad to have your heart guard!Hehe! Be careful that you have a wind flu disease, it's true!" Hu Dafa calmly commented.

"Then I'll go back and read the book, tattoo the style of the prodigal son Yanqing, this time, it's okay! Hehe, I'll wave it too, it's a big deal to shoot on the beach......"

"Forget it, I see, there is only one pattern suitable for you!" Hu Dafa's eyes moved, he already had an idea, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

"What's the tattoo?"

"The fifth set of renminbi on the whole page! You have to engrave the front and back, with the serial number, the front is in the front heart, and the back is engraved on the back, and then you will tattoo the steel hammer of one cent, five cents, and one dollar, and the two arms will be engraved for you, aren't you short of money? Let you look at the money every day, full of money, stretch out your hand is money, and you will smell copper!"

Listening to Hu Dafa's suggestion, the fat man and Qiu Biao were already happy, and they directly turned over from the chair made up of a pile of bricks, holding their stomachs and laughing bitterly.

"There are one, two, and five points!

"Otherwise, add a few gold ingots, hey, then you will be rich!"

"Tattoo ---- Jinshan! You don't have to take a boat to reach it!"

"Brother Biaozi, let's get a check! Straight nine nines!Oh mom, how much does that cost!" Qiu Biao and the fat man laughed while holding their stomachs and continuing to tease.

"What's the use of the penny tattoo? Now that a penny has dropped on the road, no one has picked it up, and I can't see it! I have to weigh whether my waist supports it or not! If you want to call me a cat waist, you have to start with a dollar! You can get a steel hammer, what else can you do now? That nursery rhyme has to be changed, and I picked up ten yuan on the side of the road! Only then can I be qualified to hand over the money to the police! Hey---- phew! Now, who handed it over to him, I'm too idle, I don't have enough to spend!" Qiu Dalong ate and drank to his heart's content, and joked with it.

"In the supermarket, if there is a difference of one or two points, the cashier has the right to waive it, and it is not enough to make trouble!"

"Yes! Makes sense!" Hu Dafa smiled. Squinted his eyes and nodded his head thinking about Qiu Dalong's words, nothing else makes sense, only this sentence, to the point, after thinking about it, the plan slowly emerged in front of him.

"Tattoo a cornucopia!Or a cash cow!That's better, whatever you want!" Hu Dafa accompanied him to make fun, with a bad face, casually leaning against the big tree behind him, and looking up at the colorful fallen leaves.

"Oh, brother, otherwise, you tattoo your idol! That Bingbing, little actor! tattooed on his chest, when he thought about it, he looked down and saw it!"

"Hehe! Finally, don't forget, tattoo your conscience too, if you don't have it in your stomach, you have to carry it on your body! If you look down, you can see it, so that others don't laugh at you, right!"