It's really a long skill, and he dares to avoid me, but he still can't avoid me after all. No matter how good-looking you look, you can't hold your head up for the rest of your life with this slave mark.

Thinking of this, Jia Lao Er felt a faint joy in his heart.

In fact, Ying Xiang and Shen Han are not beautiful men, but they are not ugly. Ying Xiang is just a little more delicate, his temperament is indifferent, and his appearance can be regarded as middle and upper.

And Shen Han is worse than Yingxiang, he can only be regarded as having good facial features, but he has a fair complexion, and there is a small dimple on the left side of his face when he smiles, and his face is still a little childish, which makes people feel cute.

Compared with Jia Laoer's old face with folds and scars, these two people are really "beautiful men".

Jia Lao Er had already seen that Yingxiang was not pleasing to the eye, staring at his delicate face and eager to make a few cuts. But he has not been able to do so, because if Yingxiang is ruined by himself, it will not be easy to sell.

What fool would want to pick a disfigured person to go back, even if it was only an insignificant slave in the house, at least to be able to see people.

If you can't sell it, it means that you will lose money, and you will definitely be responsible as the person in charge, and you may have to lose a lot of money.

Even if Jia Lao Er was unhappy, he never made any moves, but being bullied and ridiculed yesterday made Jia Lao Er almost on the verge of mental collapse.

He needed to vent his anger, but he couldn't really hurt anyone, so he came up with this shady solution.

Tattoo on the forehead, slave for life.

What a perfect way, Jia Lao Er was almost impressed by his unparalleled wisdom. Anyway, they were also bought as slaves, and it doesn't matter if they have this mark on their foreheads.

However, the general seller will not do this, because the buyer's needs are different, some people like to buy with imprints, and some people find it unpleasant.

Therefore, the smart seller does not do any processing, and if you like it, you can take it back and engrave it yourself, and if you don't like it, you can buy it back and call it directly.

Jia Lao Er dared to do this because he had the confidence, the reputation of Sheng Bao Tang was so prominent, no one would make trouble because of such a small problem.

Besides, not all of these teenagers were engraved, there were only a dozen of them.

As for the buyer, if you want to be handsome and unmarked, it is not difficult for the group of teenagers who came up at the Dazejiang Wharf to be carefully selected, and the best of them have been picked by Director Sun and cultivated separately.

After Director Sun died, Jia Lao Er was fully responsible, and although Jia Lao Er was envious, jealous and hateful, he did not dare to do anything.

Jia Lao Er approached step by step with the already soaked carving knife, Ying Xiang clenched his fists, the true qi in the dantian was secretly accumulating, but he needed a suitable opportunity.

Jia Lao Er's feet suddenly increased his speed, approached Yingxiang very quickly, and slapped his palm on his dantian.

Suddenly, all the true qi in the dantian was dispersed, and then dispersed into the meridians of the limbs.

Jia Lao Er glanced at Ying Xiang coldly, and kicked Shen Han's dantian with his feet, and the cultivation of both of them was sealed.

Jia Lao Er was too cautious, Ying Xiang was stunned, and he didn't react at all.

Jia Lao Er has an ugly and distorted scar on his face, which was injured by someone who was sneak attacked, and the wound was poisonous, and he almost died.

It was a painful lesson, and since then his spirit has been tense all the time, and he has been very careful in whatever he does.

This is indeed a good habit, which has allowed him to come back from the ghost gate many times.

Just like the last time the robbers got on the ship, he chose a man in black in the middle of the gray level to do it, and he didn't do his best, and he pretended to be dead after being beaten out.

Then he took advantage of the chaos to move his body little by little, away from the battlefield, and saved his life without any damage.

Originally, he didn't mean to seal Ying Xiang and Shen Han at all, but when he noticed that Ying Xiang was secretly accumulating true qi, he immediately became vigilant.

Even though he knew that Ying Xiang's weak cultivation couldn't hurt him, he still made a move.

He didn't want to leave anything behind, even if it was almost impossible.

Ying Xiang's cultivation was completely sealed, and his hands and feet were still in chains, and he seemed to have completely become a lamb to be slaughtered.

Ying Xiang is not dead, he still has a divine power, and he still has a strong body.

But he couldn't show any flaws before making a move, Ying Xiang clearly knew Jia Laoer's perverted caution, so he had to relax his whole body muscles.

Ying Xiang knew that this was the last chance, and if he even blocked his hands and feet, he was afraid that it would really be over.

Jia Lao Er took the cold carving knife in his hand and played with it, the carving knife flew between his nimble fingers, and Jia Lao Er looked at Ying Xiang with a smile.

At this time, he was not in a hurry to tattoo Ying Xiang, he needed to enjoy Ying Xiang's painful expression.

Ying Xiang looked up at Jia Lao Er, his eyes were still calm, he looked directly at Jia Lao Er, his eyes were not painful and angry.

Jia Lao Er felt very unhappy, it shouldn't be like this.

Yesterday's teenagers reacted violently one by one, either scolding or kneeling on the ground and hugging their legs and begging for mercy.

But what kind of expression is Ying Xiang, so bland, doesn't he care at all?

"What are you looking at?" Jia Lao Er couldn't help but ask.

Ying Xiang's eyes suddenly had a smile, and he said lightly: "Even if my forehead is tattooed, I still look better than you." ”

Provocation, the provocation of Chiguoguo.

No, this can no longer be considered a provocation but a direct slap in the face. Jia Lao Er's whole body trembled angrily, and his right hand trembled and clenched the carving knife in his hand.

God knows how much perseverance he just used to suppress the urge to kill Eagle Xiang, he really wanted to kill someone.

Jia Lao Er wanted to just plunge straight into Yingxiang's heart, and then quickly pulled it out to let the hot blood gush out like a fountain.

But he can't, all the people on board are registered, and if there is no one missing, someone will be held accountable and verified.

Jia Lao Er knew that killing Ying Xiang would ruin his good future, so he restrained and restrained.

Jia Lao Er pinched Ying Xiang's chin, stared at Ying Xiang viciously, and approached Ying Xiang's smooth forehead inch by inch with the carving knife in his hand.

said that it was too late, and Ying Xiang's eyes were calm, but his right hand covering his chest suddenly moved, and he grabbed Jia Laoer's throat directly.

He deliberately put his hand on his chest and tried to sneak closer to Jia Laoer's throat as quietly as possible.

Jia Lao Er was angry and didn't notice his small movements at all, he was about to tattoo words on Ying Xiang's forehead, and subconsciously put his head very close.

Less than a foot away, attack instantly.

Ying Xiang touched Jia Laoer's warm throat, the physical strength of the gray-level powerhouse coupled with the protective true qi defense is very strong, and the ordinary ninth-order peak really can't break through the defense.

But Ying Xiang is not an ordinary person, his physical strength has broken the limit of 100,000 jin strength, and it is easy to break through the true qi of the body.

Ying Xiang felt that he had touched Jia Laoer's throat bone, and he only needed to pinch hard to solve Jia Laoer.

Ying Xiang's turquoise eyes were sharp, and without a trace of hesitation, he pinched it hard.

Unexpectedly, the sound of bones shattering did not appear, Jia Laoer's body suddenly glowed with a yellow light, and Ying Xiang's hand was bounced away with a strong force.

Jia Lao Er reacted extremely quickly, and quickly retreated more than a dozen steps away from Ying Xiang, I don't know why Ying Xiang touched his throat just now.

Although this move did not cause harm to himself, it made the hairs on his back stand on end, and the fine goosebumps on his neck rose a lot.

No, Jia Lao Er remembered that a yellow light appeared to wrap himself in an instant just now. He was a little stunned, not knowing what was going on, but it was definitely not an ordinary thing.

He shuddered suddenly, ripped off his thick clothes, and pulled a thin red cord from his neckline.

The red string has a yellow piece of paper folded into a triangle with strange patterns drawn on it.

This thing was obtained when he was a teenager, and at that time he did not have a scar on his face, and he was not yet a fisherman who fished in the river before he could reach the gray level.