Not all of them are top movie actors in Hollywood, at least Jiang is an outlier. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Unlike painters, who are also artists, Jiang Ze's works are made on human skin, and as a contracted tattoo artist in Hollywood, Jiang Ze feels a lot of pressure.

accidentally shivered on the body of a well-known actress, and with such a shake of her little hand, there was a little flaw in the whole tattoo work, and she was ready to put an indelible stain on her career, and at the same time, she had to be disturbed by these blonde and blue-eyed rice girls.

However, Jiang Ze's luck is still good, since his master disappeared, he has not made a mistake until now, the tattoo is not like a painter's painting, once the needle in his hand pierces the skin, it is doomed to the quality of the work, there is no chance to change.

There is no eraser, and there is no revocation, Jiang is very clear that his master Drwoo is definitely made by someone, as a Hollywood master tattoo artist, the greater the fame, the greater the risk, because the people who look for him to tattoo are rich and status, once he makes a mistake, it means that there will be no return.

It's been three months, Drwoo has disappeared for three months, and as the apprentice of Hollywood's most famous top tattoo artist, Jiang has been secretly searching for all the news about the master, but still finds nothing.

Jiang Ze didn't know what happened to this old man who liked to reprimand himself and was extremely harsh on his every tattoo action, there is a saying in the line, life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, although it sounds awkward in English, but Jiang Ze knows that this is probably what it means.

I still remember that it was raining heavily that day, and Master was forced into the car by a group of tall gringos in black suits, and then he lost contact, and his mobile phone couldn't get through at all.

Don't think about it, those muscular gringos are basically related to the gangsters, and Drwoo is basically more than lucky, but Jiang didn't expect that this matter would not end at all.

In a bedroom with dim red lights, Jiang Ze just remembered that the group of people had come again, knocked himself unconscious without saying anything, and woke up in this room that exuded a languishing atmosphere.

The dark red bedroom was lavishly decorated, and there were many taxidermy animals hanging on the walls, but Jiang saw something that made him chill, a person's skull seemed to be hanging next to a reindeer's head.

The black man next to him kicked himself, threw a box at Jiang Ze's feet, and then left and closed the door.

Holding the toolbox under his feet, Jiang Ze looked at the blonde girl in front of him who was lying on the bed with his back to him, smoking a cigarette, and sat beside her with a weak heart, and his smooth back was presented in front of Jiang Ze.

The smoke spit out from the woman's mouth and diffused in the air, Jiang Ze stretched out his hand and waved, he didn't think about looking at the face of this gangster woman, and he didn't know if he could leave here completely after finishing his work.

Someone had already told Jiang Ze before that he came to make up a semi-finished product this time, Jiang Ze was very curious before, why not find the original person before to continue to complete it, what are you looking for yourself.

But now that he knows, looking at the half-finished picture of the rose and thorn bird on the woman's back, Jiang understands everything. This is his master's technique, cutting threads and spraying are the most proud skills of the bad old man, and he can outline the picture on people's skin in the most realistic way.

However, this tattoo is not finished, at most it is a little more than half completed, and even the tone is not even, so you don't have to think that your master is definitely dead, otherwise it will not be your turn to repair this work.

Jiang Ze's slender fingers gently stroked the back of the blonde woman, and in the thorns, Jiang Ze found the word Drwoo, this master of his own always likes to leave his name on his works, but it is very hidden, if it were not for Jiang, others would never find it.

The tattoo gun in the other hand kept shaking, and Jiang knew very well that he had been beaten so hard before, and the master was definitely uncomfortable, and he must have wanted to take revenge on this woman for tattooing half of the work, and then refused to continue.

This is definitely the master's style, the blonde woman turned her head, looked at Jiang Ze with moist eyes, and spat a smoke ring at Jiang Ze. The white skin and high nose bridge peculiar to foreigners made her look particularly seductive, and this woman was wearing nothing on her upper body, turning sideways and squinting at Jiang Ze.

Probably wondering how it could be a yellow race, "Korean, Japanese?"

Jiang Ze frowned, ignored her, took the tattoo gun in his hand and began to cut the thread, the slight sting made the woman bite her lip, she looked particularly charming and moving, she was completely seducing Jiang Ze.

Jiang Ze's whole person was almost attached to the woman's back, and his chin was almost attached to the back like jade, but his expression was indeed extremely serious and solemn, and there was no trace of obscene thoughts at all.

After more than ten years of practice, Jiang was an orphan adopted by the master, and was lost when he was a child traveling with his family in the United States, and then stayed here, knowing that he had met the master, and had been learning the craft with him.

Half of the Rose Thorn Bird has been created, and most of the thorns have been completed by the master before, Jiang knows that this totem is the emblem of a mafia gang in this United States, and this woman should be a high-level person, otherwise people would not be so crazy to tattoo such a large area of a painting on their back.

The woman kept biting her lip on the bed, making humming noises from time to time, and the more Jiang listened, the more she realized whether this woman was enjoying this painful feeling.

If you want to live, it's very simple, as long as you obediently follow the requirements of this beautiful woman to help complete the tattoo on her back, your name is absolutely worry-free, but when Jiang Ze thought of raising himself with a beard, although he was usually very strict with himself, Jiang Ze's eyes were a little astringent.

A wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, I will give you a surprise later, I hope you don't be scared, Jiang Ze knows very well that he can't be this woman's opponent at all, this crazy woman is still fiddling with a revolver in her hand just now, so let's change the way.

I'll finish the master's unfinished work for him, just as a test of my own level before I die.

It wasn't until three hours later that Jiang Ze collapsed and collapsed on the side of the bed, this time it was the most tiring work, almost emptying his energy and wiping his sweat, Jiang Ze looked at the most perfect work of his own that occupied the back of this woman with satisfaction.

The woman got up and walked slowly to the front of a mirror, looking forward to the most perfect work in her heart, or this apprentice of his, clever, unlike that stubborn old antique, dared to lie to me, and went on strike halfway through, and deserved to die.

The woman had a smile in the corner of her eye, but when she saw the tattoo in the mirror, it was like hell.

Ah, the woman's crazy screams stimulated Jiang Ze's eardrums, the woman went crazy and scratched her back fiercely, her red nails were hard buttoned on the tattoo on her back, her expression was hideous and angry, desperately trying to scratch this perfect work on her back, bright red blood mixed with navy blue tattoo dye slowly flowed from the back of the blonde beauty.

Suddenly picked up the gun and fired frantically at Jiang Ze, the bullet pierced Jiang Ze's head, and fell to the ground with a pop, Jiang Ze's face did not have any pain.

Is it over, I finally didn't lose weight to the beard. Jiang Ze's head hit the ground heavily, and he lost his breath.

The woman screamed hysterically on the floor, Jiang Ze's creation is not a thorn bird, but a picture of the crucifixion of Christ, Christ was bound by thorns and tied to the cross, more than ten years of skills, making this painting vivid, more realistic than painting on paper.

What drove the woman crazy the most was that the Christ tied to the cross was simply Drwoo's head, and Jiang tattooed his master on the woman's back, so that the woman would live her life with the repentance of her master.