Chapter 244 When a bad child, get a tattoo

"Hey, Jazz, don't look at it. If you look at it again, you won't get another half." Wu Xian said dissatisfiedly, and really couldn't stand Jazz's damn pig brother.

said that the child is well educated, and Wu Xian will really be the first to jump out against it, but the fact is that the child has really suffered, Harvard, Massachusetts Institute of Technology... In these well-known universities, Jazz can throw out a few books for you, but if you ask him why he goes to study, Jazz will definitely say that his family is forced. Wu Xian did not understand that he was trained in a declining noble family, but he embarked on a completely opposite path, but Wu Xian did not like to ask about the history that Jazz did not want to talk about.

"Cut! What do you know?" Jazz curled his lips impatiently, as if talking to Wu Xian, which was an insult to the half gold coin in his hand.

"That's good! I'll open the door now and shout out loud, Jazz is here. Wu Xian stood up and prepared to walk to the door.

Seeing Wu Xian like this, Jazz quickly put away the half of the gold coin and said to Wu Xian with a smile, "Brother, what can I order?"

Seeing the smile on Jazz's face, the first word in Wu Xian's mind popped out "**! Swing!" Two words. Yes, the expression on Jazz's face now is completely matched with the word '**1 slut'. I really don't know that the person who calls him aristocratic etiquette is a **1 slutty old man from time to time.

"Go and take out the half bottle of wine in my backpack and let's drink." Wu Xian leaned against the march**, looking like an old man.

Jazz now has to compromise and nod with a smile on his face, but as soon as he turned his back, he gritted his teeth, and his nobleman has fallen to the point of getting you wine.

Jazz took out an unlabeled bottle of wine from Wu Xian's backpack. The bottle still had coral reef wine. Jazz shook the wine bottle in his hand, and the sound was indeed only half a bottle.

"What kind of wine is this?" Jazz asked Wu Xian with a wine bottle. This wine bottle is really strange.

"I don't know. It was captured on the battlefield in Libya. I drank two bottles and felt good. It was better than vodka." Wu Xian took the wine bottle in the Jazz's hand and took out a pair of emerald wine glasses from his small wine cabinet.

A knife cut off the cork on the bottle, and an intoxicating aroma immediately floated from the opened bottle. As soon as Jazz smelled the wine, he couldn't help closing his eyes and smelled the wine greedily.

"Rum! I don't know the year, but judging from the mellowness of the wine, it is at least 70 years. Jazz, like an old wine worm, said his judgment with his eyes closed.

Wu Xian listened to what the Jazz said and did not answer. This thing is still the authority of Jazz. He is just a scattered person who drinks from time to time and has not reached the realm of Jazz.

The amber liquor is poured into the ice jade wine glass. When the liquor touches the jade wine glass, you can listen carefully and hear the sound of running water.

The Jazz looked at the amber ** in his wine glass, gently shook in the ice emerald wine glass, shining at the light, dazzling, no less than diamonds. Looking at the wine through the ice-grown emerald wine glass, Jazz has a wrong perception, as if the wine will leak out. As long as he blows a few breath of heat on the emerald wine glass, the wine glass will melt.

Jas slowly took a sip of the wine, and the mellow feeling detonated Jazz's taste cells. Although it was not mixed with ice, it could feel cool, making the wine drink like whisky with ice.

The two touched silently with a cup and drank silently. After half a cup, Jazz and Wu Xian's faces blushed. This high-concentration essence wine is not so delicious.

"Sir, do you know a beautiful and clean place with tattoos?" Wu Xian turned the wine glass in his hand and looked at the amber** inside.

"Haha, I'll wait for you! My boy! I didn't expect that our xian would also become a bad boy! However, there is a saying in Z that men are not bad and women are not loved! It's better to be bad!" Jazz smiled and said that although he blushed, he was not drunk at all. His blush was just that he suddenly couldn't stand the wine that had precipitated over the past decades.

When Wu Xian heard the Jazz say this, he immediately turned around. As soon as Jazz saw Wu Xian like this, he found that he had accidentally leaked his mouth and put down his cup to escape. But he had no choice but to sit back. Who told Wu Xian to point a gun at the door intentionally or unintentionally!

After searching for a while, Wu Xian finally found something like a sticker on himself. Wu Xian held the thing like a sticker, and Jazz smiled.

"If I hear anything bad about it, then the child will wash your **!"

Jazz smiled and said, "Don't worry, Xian! I will never announce that you are still a virgin." Jazz looked righteous, as if he were a knight guarding the princess.

Wu Xian inserted a gun between Jazz's legs and said, "It seems that you really want me to leave you as a souvenir."

"None..." Jazz surrendered again, and Wu Xian was no more interested in playing. He asked Jazz, "Do you know there is such a place?"

"Of course, the Carl brothers are the most famous tattooists in Country F. Many mercenaries go to the Carl brothers to get tattoos, both in terms of patterns and colors."

"Became there tomorrow." Wu Xian said to Jazz. After saying that, he dried the wine in the glass, and a burst of heat came up from his heart. Wu Xian lay on the march with satisfaction**.

The next day, Jazz took Wu Xian to find the Carl brothers' studio. Wu Xian looked at the people waiting in line here and looked surprised. He didn't expect the Carl brothers' business to be so good.

However, when he saw the Jazz taking Wu Xian forward, the people in the line behind shouted and scolded, but when the Jazz took out a gun and pointed it at several people who were very loud, the scolding immediately subdued.

"Most of the people here are hooligans, and we don't need to be polite to them. Although mercenaries will come here, they usually come together and have reservations. Jazz explained to Wu Xian.

"Then do we have a reservation?" Wu Xian asked the Jazz in a low voice. Although he said that he had changed a mask today, Wu Xian still had to be careful after the Jazz.

"Reservation? Do we still need to make a reservation?" Jazz said confidently. When Wu Xian heard what Sir said, would he be coerced? Is it so difficult for you to spend money once? Do you have to be such a bandit?

However, while Wu Xian was still thinking about it, Jazz took him into a relatively gray room, and a big fat man with a colorful tattoo was tattooing something on a person's back.

As soon as the big fat tattooed man saw someone coming in, the invisible face was immediately unhappy, and the tattoo pen in his hand stopped. When I was ready to scold this unruly person, I saw that it was Jazz. The little eyes that I couldn't see immediately stood out from the compost, and my eyes glowed green.

Jazz went up and gave the fat man a big hug and said, "Car, do you miss me?"

Carl punched Jazz in the shoulder and said, "You bastard, I miss you so much."

After the two finished speaking, their hands collided with flowers, and finally they hugged each other again. Carl said to the man who was still lying in **, "Let's go! I won't do business today. You will come in a few days and tell others that I won't do business today. Today, an old friend came, and no one's business did it.

With that, he hooked up with Jazz and was about to go inside to catch up with the past. Of course, Jazz did not forget Wu Xian's existence. He patted Carl's fat chest and said, "Wait, I'll introduce you to someone!" You should lose weight! Now my hands are full of greasyness.

Carl smiled and turned his head to look at the masked Asian man. But since this person is a friend of Jazz, he is also his own friend. So Carl stretched out his hand to Wu Xian and said, "My name is Carl, a friend of Sir. Since you are a friend of Jazz, you are also a friend of my Carl.

Wu Xian was infected by Carl's boldness, and he also stretched out his hand and said, "Jir's friend, Xian!"

This is also the first time Wu Xian to say his name to outsiders except for his own team.

"Ha ha, since we are all friends, let's go for a drink with us! If you don't get drunk today, then our Carl brothers will never give up. Carl patted his chest vigorously and said, but the circles of fat fluctuations made the momentum disappear more than half.