"Heh..."Liu Quan laughed.

"Brother Quan?" Guan Dongzhu called him, and when he saw that there was no reaction, he pulled his clothes: "Brother Quan? ”

"Ahh

He woke up suddenly, his hands swinging rapidly, his mouth still breathing.

"What's wrong with Brother Quan?" Shorthair immediately surrounded him.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

"Are you alright, Brother Quan?"

"Where's the injury? What's going on? ”

Liu Quan was awake from the cigarette butt, and his left index and middle fingers were burned.

Seeing this, Guan Dongzhu hurriedly ran to the vending machine to buy a bottle of iced mineral water, and dragged Liu Quan's hand to pour it on.

"Huh..." Liu Quan frowned, and he gasped in pain.

"Brother Quan, bear with me." Guan Dongzhu looked at the brother next to him, and was also a little anxious: "Go buy a popsicle!" ”

"Hey, good!" Shorthair nodded, stepped out of his legs, and ran to the store.

"Brother Quan, how can you still burn a cigarette!" Guan Dongzhu didn't know what to say, and it was worth sighing.

"If this hand is burned, how can I get a tattoo with someone in the future! But it's counting on this technology to survive. ”

"Huh." Liu Quan chuckled: "What's the matter?" You still expect me to raise you for the rest of your life! ”

"You know I didn't think about it?" Guan Dongzhu touched his burned place with his hand: "Does it hurt?" ”

"You're!" Liu Quan grinned in pain and scolded: "You are burned by cigarette butts, try if it hurts!" ”

"Well deserved!"

Guan Dongzhu's sentence is a little arrogant.

"Jingle bells—jingle bells—"

Liu Quan's mobile phone rang, and he took it out of his pocket with his right hand.

I took a look at the contact, and it was Song Ci.

He clicked to answer: "Hey, Brother Word!" ”

"Where are you now?"

As soon as Song Ci got out of the car, he walked in the direction of the XX tattoo studio. But when you get to the place, it's simply not empty.

It was empty, and at a glance, only a wooden sign could be seen hanging in the whole alley.

"A few of us just finished eating, didn't you say we'd go over after eating?" Liu Quan said: "But we are not far from there, right here in Jinxi Shopping Center. ”

"Hmm." Song Ci walked into the alley: "I've arrived, come over after you guys finish eating." ”

"You're already there?" Liu Quan sighed: "Don't say it in advance, let's have a preparation for it!" ”

"What else do you want to prepare?" Song Ci raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to carry a few knives or a few sticks?" ”

"I just came over to make an appointment with him, not just to fight." Song Ci lowered his voice: "I'll go over first to see if there's anyone inside, you guys hurry up." ”

After he finished speaking, he hung up.

There is a sign in the middle of the alley, but the tattoo studio is not here.

"Disguise?"

Song Ci looked at the wooden board, stared at the words on it, and recited silently.

XX tattoos...

Oh, that's a simple name.

Song Ci probably took a look at the alley and found that it was quite deep inside, and even had the feeling that he couldn't see the end at a glance.

He took a few more steps inside and found another intersection.

On the opposite wall is an arrow drawn in black, with a XX tattoo underneath, so please go inside.

The word, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, the gesture of each word fell in an unexpected place.

But fortunately, Song Ci is an expert in this area.

His handwriting is really not understood by many people.