In the dim light, Brother Qing sat motionless at the table, looking at the black blood on his wrists, dripping little by little into the black bowl.

And Brother Qing in the mirror had already stood up, smashing desperately outside, as if he was locked in the mirror, but he couldn't make a sound.

After a while, Brother Qing got up, took a paint bottle next to him, and poured it all into the black bowl.

Take the spoon and look back at the mirror.

He touched the mirror with his hand and showed a treacherous smile, "Look, I'm even better than you have tattoos, just stay inside, look at me, I will help you become the most famous tattoo artist in the country, or, the most famous in the world, you will make more money than before!" What is not tattooed, that is not tattooed, and what is not tattooed during the day and not tattooed at night. What's the use of so many rules? Isn't it just a tattoo, as long as they like it? ”

After speaking, ignoring the green brother who was desperately roaring in the mirror, he walked out of the room with a black bowl.

The young man was already lying on the bed again, turned around and asked, "Brother Qing, it's really like you said, it will take one night!" ”

"Are you sleepy?" Brother Qing sat down with a smile, "Sleep when you are sleepy, and ensure that when you wake up, you will have the most beautiful and domineering tattoo!" ”

"Hey!" The young man sighed and lay back, as if he was yearning, "Listen to Brother Qing, turning around will shake them so that their legs are weak and they can't stand!" ”

As he spoke, his eyes were closed, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

The corners of Brother Qing's mouth curled up slightly, took the tattoo machine, and started again.

Inside the house, Brother Qing in the coat mirror was very depressed, covering his face with his hands and his shoulders swaying, not knowing whether he was afraid or desperate.

Suddenly, he put down his hand, gritted his teeth, his face became extremely fierce, turned his head, picked up the lamp on the table, and smashed it fiercely.

With a soft sound of "bang", the tattoo machine paused, but Brother Qing ignored it and lowered his head to continue tattooing.

He was almost finished, and now only the most critical part of the dragon's eye remained.

It is said that the finishing touch is the finishing touch, but in the tattoo industry, only those who don't understand it will put the finishing touch, and many times, the dragon that everyone sees is almost always in a state of closed eyes, or a side face state.

But this one with the Qingge tattoo is an angry dragon, with big eyes, staring ahead, no matter who is standing behind the young man, he will feel that this dragon is staring at him.

In our industry, there is a saying that the angry dragon swallows life, which is ominous!

In the room, another green brother appeared, he lay on the ground, it took a long time to get up, panting, and standing up on the table.

Looking back at the coat mirror, it was actually intact, reflecting his pale face.

He gritted his teeth and took a few deep breaths, easing the stiffness of his body.

Then, he pulled open the drawer on the side, pulled out a paper cutter from it, pushed it out, and cautiously walked towards the door.

Another Qing Ge lowered his head and tattooed his body, until the Qing Ge behind him slowly approached, he said: "I am you, you are me, kill me, you will also die!" ”

The raised knife trembled and could not fall for a long time.

In the end, Brother Qing, who was tattooed, put down the tattoo machine and wiped the young man's back with a cloth, and a tattoo of an angry dragon appeared in front of Brother Qing behind him.

He saw it, and his eyes glared at the boss in horror, "You, you ......"

"What am I?" Brother Qing, who was tattooed, got up and stood in front of him, "Look, you learned tattoos from Master, and you are bound by so many rules, don't you always feel meaningless in your heart?" I've done it for you, and I've done everything you can't do, I've done it for you, how? ”

He turned around and looked at the dragon on the young man's back with the real Qingge.

It's just that one expression is frightened, and the other is calm and even a little proud.

"Master's rules are deceitful, what can't tattoo this and that, can't tattoo eyes at night, you see, I did everything he didn't allow, so what?"

The real Ah Qing closed his eyes, opened them again, and said tremblingly: "But they are all dead!" ”

"So what?" A Qing, who was tattooed, smiled and stood face to face with him, the two of them were exactly the same, as if looking in a mirror, "When a person dies, my tattoo skills will be better, no, our tattoo skills will be better!" We give the tattoo soul and make it more three-dimensional, and they all love it, don't they? Moreover, I now make more money every day than you have in the past month, and I no longer have to eat instant noodles every day and do whatever I want. Aren't these all you want? Fame! Money! ”

"It's not!" The real Qingge roared, and slowly raised the knife in his hand again, "You broke the rules and died so many people, even if I die, I can't let you continue!" ”

"Heh, hehe!" Tattooed Ah Qing, he smirked twice, "If you can kill me, you can too!" I'll see if you, coward, have the courage to commit suicide! Here, see? Just go down with a knife! ”

The tattooed Qingge pointed to his heart and looked at the Qingge opposite.

"I ......" Brother Qing's breath was extremely unstable, and his hands trembled even more violently, which showed how anxious, contradictory, and hesitant he was in his heart.

"Hmm......" Suddenly, the young man on the bed made a sound, turned over, and opened his eyes, "Brother Qing, you ......"

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, looked at the two young brothers in front of him, and rubbed his eyes vigorously, "You ......"

He was startled, thinking that he was dazzled, but when he came to his senses completely, he found that there were indeed two identical Qingges in front of him.

The two of them looked at the young man together, and just when they thought the young man was about to scream in fright, the young man suddenly laughed, "I know, you are twins, right?" I just said, how can there be two people in the world who are exactly the same! ”

He said and laughed, got off the bed, raised his head and was about to say something, and suddenly saw a paper cutter in the hand of a green brother.

And the place where the paper cutter is about to pierce is the heart of another green brother.

He finally sensed something was wrong, "What are you guys doing?" ”

As he spoke, he slowly looked for his shoes with his feet on the ground, but he didn't need to look at them, he couldn't find them at all, and suddenly kicked them under the bed.

"Brother Qing!" He tried to laugh, he didn't know that his smile was worse than crying, his shoes didn't matter, he rubbed his bare feet against the door, "Brother Qing, this thing is not fun at all, can you put the knife down, I'm just here to get a tattoo, I don't want to encounter this kind of thing!" When I'm gone, you can continue to do ......."

He was already about to retreat to the door, and he just had to turn around and open the door to run out.

However, he underestimated the situation in front of him, and as soon as he turned around, the tattooed green brother appeared in front of him.

"You haven't paid yet, where are you going?"

"Pay? Oh, I pay, pay! How much? I'll give, I'll give ......" The young man hurriedly touched his mobile phone and took it out, but his hand was so shaky that he couldn't unlock it, "Wait a while, ...... it immediately"

Brother Qing smiled, "Don't worry, you see, he didn't rush either, did he?" ”

The young man turned around, but the other young brother said to him anxiously, "Run!" ”

He quickly turned around, and the other Qingge was much closer to him, almost touching his face, making him scare him back violently.

"You haven't paid yet!"

"Run!"

"Pay!"