"Damn, they're arrogant, as if their father is the emperor. www.biquge.info"A teenager in a black sweatshirt and jeans glanced at the bar he had just run out of from a distance, and spat on the ground with a look of disdain.

Seeing that his face is slightly green, only seventeen or eighteen years old, this person is Zhang Guan, who is in the third year of high school in the local No. 1 middle school, eighteen years old this year, and can't wait to come to the bar to have fun as soon as he becomes an adult.

Zhang Guan knew that he was not the opponent of the other party's gangsters, so he had to flee in disgrace, only daring to show his courage from afar.

At this moment, it is late at night, the surrounding shops have long been closed, most of the street lights on both sides of the street are broken, only a few scattered lights are still hanging in the air, exuding a bleak light, the scene is a little deserted, Zhang Guan is bored walking alone on the street, seeing the small stones on the ground, he pulled away his big kick and flew away, venting the anger in his heart, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of a light, it seemed that there was a façade that was not closed.

Turning his head to look, there was a half-person tall sign swaying in the wind, and a very low power lamp was placed under the sign to project it towards the sign, Zhang Guan looked closer to see that the sign read "Li Ming's tattoo parlor".

Zhang Guan raised his eyebrows, and the domineering posture of the old boy with the green dragon tattoo flashed in his mind, and after thinking for a while, Zhang Guan paused the corners of his mouth, and seemed to have made a decision, so he no longer hesitated to step into the tattoo parlor that was still open in the middle of the night.

This tattoo parlor seems to be some years old, except for the sign outside the door, the others are all old styles, stepping through the vermilion color but slightly old and dark wooden double doors, into the field of vision is the tattoo pattern pattern covering the four walls, the room is not big, only about twenty square meters, the corner of the room is isolated separately, covered by a white curtain, it seems that the back is the place for tattoos.

Without going any further, Zhang Guan looked around for a week and was about to ask if there was anyone, when he saw a figure coming out of another corner, and looked at it, it turned out that there was a side door on that side.

What came out of it was an old man with frosty white hair and a slight hunchback, who was smiling, looked Zhang Guan up and down, and then spoke first: "Young man, do you want a tattoo?" ”

The old man's voice was not loud, his tone was cold and flat, and in this quiet night there was a feeling of being far away, which was slightly weird, which made Zhang Guan a little uncomfortable, and swallowed his saliva unnaturally, Zhang Guan opened his mouth and said: "Well, I want to tattoo a domineering over-the-shoulder dragon!" ”

Hearing this, the old man smiled strangely, didn't say much, walked to the corner of the room covered with a white cloth, and said, "Come here." ”

Seeing this, Zhang Guan walked straight forward, and the old man lifted the white cloth, revealing a very narrow single bed behind him, with a white sheet on it, looking very clean.

The old man motioned for Zhang Guan to lie down, Zhang Guan hesitated, and couldn't help asking, "How is the price calculated?" ”

The old man smiled and said: "When the tattoo is done, you look at the effect and give, give more if you are satisfied, and don't charge if you are not satisfied." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Guan was even more relieved, it seemed that the old man was quite confident in his craft, and then Zhang Guan took off his sweatshirt and lay on the single bed.

With his back to the old man, Zhang Guan had a white sheet on half of his face, smelling the light smell of disinfectant, and couldn't help but ask again: "Does this tattoo hurt, I heard that you can't take a shower for a week after the tattoo?" ”

didn't receive an answer from the old man, he felt a needle prick in his back and waist, and his body trembled instinctively, but the expected pain did not come, but a very numb and cool feeling, Zhang Guan couldn't help but exclaim: "Wow, it's quite comfortable." ”

Then, Zhang Guan wanted to say something more, but suddenly felt groggy in his head, a feeling of extreme fatigue and sleepiness came to his mind, and his eyelids became as if they were ten thousand pounds at the moment, and he couldn't hold it anymore, Zhang Guan slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, in a daze, Zhang Guan only felt that he had been turned over, but he was still too lazy to open his eyes, as if he hadn't slept for three days and three nights.

At this time, a voice came from the vicissitudes of life and a long time in my ears: "Get up, the tattoo is done." When the words fell, Zhang Guan felt that his mind was suddenly clear, and he was still wondering what was going on but he didn't know how to ask, so he had to suppress the doubts in his heart, prop himself up, and walk to a floor-to-ceiling full-length mirror next to him.

Looking at a cyan dragon tail on his chest that seemed to be swinging in the next moment, Zhang Guan couldn't help but praise: "It's so cool!" ”

Moving his gaze upward, through the mirror in front of him, he reflected another mirror behind him that was suspended in the air at a forty-five degree angle, and saw that on his back, there was a domineering green dragon with a twisting body, and it was difficult to hide the heat in Zhang Guan's eyes.

However, it seemed that something was wrong, and after a few more glances, he finally found that something was wrong, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he asked, "Why is there no faucet?" ”

The old man smiled slightly, and directly took off Zhang Guan's pants, Zhang Guan's face changed, and he was about to speak, when he was shocked to find that he had a dragon head tattooed on his buttocks, if it wasn't tattooed on his buttocks, this dragon head was definitely the most domineering and realistic tattoo Zhang Guan had ever seen, even if he looked through the mirror, he seemed to be able to feel the coldness from above.

The corners of Zhang Guan's mouth twitched, his heart was slandered, his face turned red, and he said with a hint of anger: "How come I have also seen a shoulder dragon, other people's dragons are tattooed on the chest, what do you mean by tattooing the dragon's head on my ass and the tail tattooed on the chest?" ”

The old man's face remained unchanged, he walked to the side without care, and said slowly: "The over-the-shoulder dragon is not something that anyone can afford, some people have tattoos, they can fly yellow, and most people will only be crushed by it, and they will do nothing all their lives, and they will be a subordinate, I will tattoo the dragon head on your buttocks, and when you sit down or lie down, you will press the green dragon dragon's head, which means that you can be a high dragon, and your life will go straight to the sky." ”

Zhang Guan's face changed a few times, listening to this old man's serious nonsense, his heart was even more angry, but the wood was already in the boat, this green dragon had already been tattooed, and it couldn't be washed off, so how could he not collide with the old man who was over half a hundred years old.

Zhang Guan glared at the old man, threw down thirty yuan on the table and strode away, and before he could go far, he turned around and came back, taking twenty, leaving only ten yuan and a cold snort.

The old man looked at Zhang Guan's back and smiled meaningfully.

As soon as he stepped out of the tattoo parlor, Zhang Guan felt a bone-chilling coldness sweeping over his body, and couldn't help but shiver, Zhang Guan frowned, and couldn't help muttering: "What the hell is this weather, it was quite cool just now, and now it's going to freeze to death." While complaining, Zhang Guan was no longer stranded and walked quickly home.