Chapter 75: Brother Qing, the owner of the tattoo parlor

This store can't only have a place as big as the door, and the door at the back leads directly to the residents on the first floor of this building.

What came out was a somewhat cynical face, with a mustache, curly hair, a little long, tied with a rubber band at the back of the head.

The man was in his twenties, his skin was very white, almost bloodless, and he was dressed very fashionably, with a racer, cargo pants with many pockets, and a pair of high-top leather shoes.

"Want a tattoo? Is there an appointment time online? He walked to the small bar at the door and took out a notebook to turn over.

I looked at the fat man and said, "No appointment!" ”

The man put down his notebook and smiled, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid you won't be able to rank today!" ”

I said, "I just want to come and see first, and I'm a little hesitant!" ”

"That's right! We've been thinking about it for a long time, but we're just a little afraid of pain, but we all recommend your store after reading the reviews, so we want to come and see it, and then make an appointment! The fat man took my words.

We cooperate very tacitly, and we have not discussed it beforehand, so we can connect seamlessly.

The man's gaze went back and forth between the two of our faces and smiled, "It's okay!" There's one in there that's getting tattooed, so I'm going to ask, and if you don't mind, you can go in and have a look. ”

"Okay, okay! Trouble boss! The fat man hurriedly said.

The man went back inside, and after a while he came out again and said to us, "Come in!" ”

The fat man and I hurried over and entered the door.

Inside is a very ordinary residential living room, the place to enter should be a window, open a door, there are about twenty square meters inside, surrounded by a variety of old-fashioned furniture, the style is very unique.

There are a lot of pictures hanging on the walls, all kinds of pictures of tattoos on real people.

I looked back and forth, and I had already seen a lot of tattoos on the deceased's body.

In the middle was a massage table, on which a young man lay bare-chested, with a half-tattooed back.

I took a look, and it was all clouds, and the outline of a dragon was drawn in the unmarked places underneath.

The young man must have been about the same age as us, with long hair and dyed all the bells and whistles.

He looked up at us and smiled coolly, "Dude, just get a tattoo here!" Brother Qing's craftsmanship is a must, he wants to say second in Manjiang City, no one dares to say first! ”

I didn't have a word, and the fat man talked to him.

"We've heard about it, that's why we're here! I'll take a look at what you're tattooing...... Oh, dragon! Domineering! ”

"That's what you want!" The young man was still smug.

I resisted the urge to lash out at him.

Many times, this kind of person who looks like a bad youth will always pay the price for his ignorance.

Tattoos, that's not just a casual tattoo.

In ancient times, only felons were tattooed, also called tattoos!

And on the rivers and lakes, tattoos are also exquisite, too complicated.

But no matter what kind of it is, dragons will not be easily tattooed on their bodies.

Because the dragon represents the supreme power and status, ordinary people can't control it at all, we commonly say that they can't bear it, they will be injured by the dragon qi and die.

For example, Guan Erye, there is a saying that the Bodhisattva Buddha can't get tattoos casually.

Only people who don't understand will be because of these domineering lines, I don't believe the boss doesn't understand this!

Maybe it's to make money, whatever people want, he will tattoo, as for the consequences of tattooing, it has nothing to do with him.

Just now, the boss, who was called Brother Qing by the young man, brought us in and went into the inner room.

At this moment, he came out with a black bowl that seemed to have some black paste in it.

He sat down next to the young man, turned on the lamp next to him, and said to us, "I'm going to start, you can talk, but you can't touch me." ”

The fat man immediately said, "Understood! If I touch you, this brother's dragon will be ruined! ”

The young man laughed rattling, and the fat man walked around to the opposite side of Brother Qing, looked at his tattoo, and chatted with the young man, "Dude, does it hurt?" ”

"A little!" The young man said disdainfully, "What is this pain, the last time I did it with someone, I didn't say a word when my arm was broken!" ”

The fat man gave him a thumbs up, "Awesome! ”

I stood a few steps behind the door and began to take a closer look.

When this room was entered, everything was normal, but now suddenly wisps of black evil aura appeared.

These things scurried around the room like headless flies, and finally gathered together in the black bowl on the table next to Brother Qing.

And every time he dips it with the tattoo machine, the needle at the top of the machine will be wrapped in a small black ball, and as the tattoo needle tattoos lines on the skin, it burrows into the young man's back.

I was so shocked by this scene that my scalp was numb, isn't this just a bad breath entering the body?

It's no wonder that these tattooed people die unexpectedly, and the face is so frightened after death.

They were scared to death!

But how do you explain the scars on their bodies?

I don't have time to think about it, I have to stop him!

"Brother Qing!" I screamed suddenly, perhaps abruptly in the quiet.

Brother Qing stopped his tattoo and looked up at me, and the fat man and the young man also turned their heads to look at me.

In the ears, there is only the "buzzing" sound of the tattoo machine, which is very low, but very harsh.

I reacted quickly and asked, "Brother Qing, what kind of paint do you use?" It looks very natural and beautiful, and the colors are very positive! ”

Brother Qing heard me say this and smiled, "Exclusive secret recipe!" ”

The place where he was tattooed was the edge of the cloud, with red edges, bright red as blood, and the evil qi that entered the skin with the needle was buried underneath and did not float on it.

The fat man seemed to sense that I should have found something, and immediately straightened up, and said with a smile: "I feel pretty good, do you want to make an appointment?" ”

Brother Qing looked at me, waiting for me to answer.

The young man also looked at me and said, "What are you hesitating about this craft?" You searched all over Jiangcheng, but you couldn't find a second one! ”

"Good! Then make an appointment! I could only nod my head, thinking to myself how I could get that paint.

"Okay, come with me to register!" Brother Qing was not impatient, said hello to the young man, and walked outside.

I winked at the fat man, and the fat man understood, so I walked out.

Brother Qing took the notebook on the bar, flipped to the blank place of registration, sat down, picked up the pen, and asked me, "I want to see my ID card." ”

"Huh? Do you still have to look at the ID card for tattoos? I feigned surprise and reached out to touch my body.

"Yes! You have to be an adult! Brother Qing raised his head with a smile, "Otherwise, if you look for your parents and come back, I won't open this store!" ”

When I say this, the ghost doesn't believe it, which tattoo parlor needs an ID card?

His reasons seem normal, but in fact, there is a big problem.

"Okay, wait a minute!" I pretended I couldn't find it, "I'm sorry, I remember I brought it, why is it missing?" ”

The fat man came out of it at this time and said, "The tattoo is so beautiful!" I can't even leave! What are you looking for? ”

"ID card!" I didn't raise my head, I continued to look for it on my body, and in my bag, "I remember I brought it, did you bring yours?" ”

"What do you want your ID for?"

I told the fat man what Brother Qing said, and the fat man said, "Don't look for it, it's in my wallet...... Ay? What about my wallet? ”

Brother Qing put down his pen and looked at us.

The fat man closed his eyes one last and slapped his forehead, "Do you remember the taxi sign we were in?" ”

"Who remembers that! It seems to be in the phone, let me take a look! ”

"Get off the bus!" The fat man looked anxious, "Hurry up and call the platform and let the driver find it!" ”