Wedge dragon thorn

In the sky, it was drizzling. At this moment, only a few people came and went home in a hurry to hide from the rain.

In the middle of the street, a straight figure is dressed in a black Zhongshan suit, with his hands casually inserted in his pockets, and a fluffy and scattered hair fluttering with the breeze. The elegant and sparse bangs slanted down, covering half of the face. A pair of bright star-like eyes on the handsome face under the bangs flashed a sharp light from time to time. The delicate red under the bridge of her nose, which is a little more attractive than Jiali's lips, there is a faint smile all the time. It's extremely evil.

The young man was followed by two men dressed in western clothes, who looked capable and strong respectfully held umbrellas for the young man. Without saying a word, he seemed to be the most intimate slave. But the fierce breath of the two showed the extraordinary appearance of the two.

The three of them walked quietly in the middle of the street without any extra words. All you can hear is the broken sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella and the "pop" sound of three people stepping on the water.

The three walked for about half an hour and came to a very old courtyard with a strong historical atmosphere. In the bustling modern city of BJ, there are many people who love old-fashioned buildings, but there are not many old-fashioned buildings that are so old and almost all historical sites.

"Brother Madman, here we are!" Finally, after standing in front of the courtyard, the man holding the umbrella finally spoke.

"Hmm"

The young man nodded gently, made a slight, magnetic sound from his nose, and then stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Dongdong! Dong Dong!

About two minutes later, the door opened with a squeak. The person who opened the door was a white-haired but ruddy and energetic old man.

After seeing the young man, the old man grinned and said, "Jiang Ming is you! Why do you have time to come to me today? Isn't it a special trip to see me?"

"Lao Li, I won't see you in a few days. I'll come to see you!" Jiang Ming raised an evil smile at the corners of his mouth that was not enough to make most women fall in love with him, and laughed.

After listening to this, the old man laughed, brushed his short goatee and scolded, "Bad boy, I don't know your temperament? You must have been affirmed by the help this time. You are here to do that, otherwise you will come to me? Hey, stinky boy, the master has already said hello to me, and you have talked nonsense to me. Come in!"

The three were led in by the old man who was turned into Lao Li by Jiang Ming, and then the door closed tightly with a bang.

In a partial recipe in the courtyard, Li Lao and Jiang Ming were talking there.

"Kid, you can do it! In our Hualong Gang, if it makes a great contribution to the gang, it will be given by the high-level and tattooed by the old man himself to show glory. You have only been in the gang for three years, and you have won such an honor. It's good, good and promising! Although the master has greeted me, he didn't tell me what to stab you. Now, what can you do for you? Mr. Li said with a smile on his face like several treasures.

"Dragon! Black Dragon!" Jiang Ming said with a smile.

"What? Help me stab you with a black dragon??? According to ancient legend, the status of the black dragon is only second to the five-clawed golden dragon in the dragon clan! What our master stabbed was a five-clawed golden dragon. Although there are tattoos on the body of the people who come out, and there are many tattoos on the body, there are tattoos that I personally tattooed in the Hualong Gang, which is not only a kind of honor, but also represents the status in the gang. Although you are powerful, you have also been young. You said that the Lord asked me to stab a black dragon for you, is it not to fool me? With your boy's qualifications, I feel that it's almost enough for the old man to stab a green dragon.

When Mr. Li heard the words, he was shocked for a moment, and then he stared at Jiang Ming with suspicion and straight eyes, hoping to see his guilty expression.

"Hmm!"

Jiang Ming sneered, pulled his clothes fiercely with his hands, and "teared", and the valuable Zhongshan suit on his body turned into a ball of rags. After the clothes fell off, I saw the ferocious and horrible scars on Jiang Ming's strong, concave and convex, perfect buckwheat-colored body. Looking at the body but not the face, anyone who sees it will think that the owner of this body must be a fierce and desperate man, not like a handsome and young man.

"Look, here!"

Jiang Ming gently stroked a two-inch-long and three-millimeter-wide scar on his left chest and said to Li Lao, "Mr. Li, this scar was in Thailand three months ago. In order to protect my master, I was passed through my chest with a sharp blade. One centimeter is only a centimeter away. If it were another centimeter, I would not stand there today, but have become a rotten corpse! With this, am I qualified to stab the black dragon?

In the end, although Jiang Ming's voice was slight, it already had an unknown smell of hysteria.

Looking at Jiang Ming's body crisscrossing, like the scars of the body of evil spirits, Mr. Li's heart pulled out fiercely, and his eyes were open. No matter how he has a close relationship with the underworld and whether he is an old man for many years, but after all, he is not the kind of younger brother who rushed to the front, but a special person and a special status. There are many scar men I usually see, but it is the first time I have seen such a terrible situation, and I can't help but be a little stunned!

"Lao Li, don't be stunned! Are you going to stab me or not?" Jiang Ming urged.

"Thorn, thorn, I'll give you a thorn! For many years, no one has been qualified for me to show my real skills! Hey hey, boy, thank you for giving me this opportunity this time!"

Li Lao also looked excited and set out to prepare things.

"Ky, take off your trousers and leave only your underwear!" Mr. Li held the tool used for tattoos in his hand, straightened his face, looked serious, and suddenly looked like a changed person.

Jiang Ming did not talk nonsense and tried his best to cooperate.

The black steel needle in Li Lao's hand, without a trace of light, fell ruthlessly again and again, and Li Lao's expression was serious and pious. Every time the needle is dropped, the action is extremely clean and neat, like flowing water, trying to reduce Jiang Ming's pain by one point. In this case, Jiang Ming's muscles trembled slightly, and his heroic sword eyebrows couldn't help shaking, which was obviously extremely painful. But even so, he bit his lips and endured the inhuman pain without saying a word.

"Okay! Boy, you can open your eyes and have a look!"

After a long time, when Jiang Ming was about to feel numb, Mr. Li's slightly weak voice sounded in his ear.

Jiang Ming slowly opened his eyes, only felt that his whole body was weak, and his eyelids were almost unable to open. When he opened his eyes, Lei Yun only saw that Mr. Li's face was as pale as paper, he was panting with a steel needle in his right hand, and his arms trembled! It looks as if it has just recovered from a serious illness.

"Lao Li, are you all right?"

Mr. Li waved his hand and said in a weak voice: "What can I do? It's just that I haven't done such a tedious and huge work for a long time, and I'm a little out of power! Hurry up and have a look. How about this tattoo? If you look at it, you can praise the old man for a few words, which makes me happy! Hahaha!"

Jiang Ming answered, but muttered, "What the hell! Now there is such a tattoo machine that can be used, and it doesn't hurt at all. The old man still pricked me with the slender steel needle. This old man obviously wanted me to suffer!"

"Bad boy? What did you say? Do you know that tattoo skills are passed down from my ancient China? They are not only beautiful and meticulous, but also have a lot of exquisiteness. They are stabbed out with ancient skills, with an invisible spirituality, and may even save your life at a critical moment. I love you so much that I stabbed this dragon for you with the most tedious and ancient skills. What you call the tattoo machine does is simply a child's graffiti, just a painting. If you don't like the old man, I will destroy him now. I just stabbed him, and I can still destroy him. If it's another three days, it won't be completely gone. I'll be with you for the rest of your life.

Hearing Jiang Ming's muttering, the old man suddenly blew his beard and stared.

"Hey, Mr. Li, I'm just kidding. I know you are the best and love me the most. Jiang Ming smiled dryly and repeatedly flattered him. He smiled brightly when he saw that Mr. Li's face softened down and went to the mirror to observe.

The black dragon hovered up from the waist, and the exquisite lines perfectly covered Jiang Ming's ferocious scars, looking as if it were just lines piercing his body, not ferocious scars! Looking at the four dragons in the abdomen of the black dragon, the four dragons are flexible and open their teeth and claws. At a glance, the sharp and powerful dragon toes are opened powerfully. The dragon's hearts are black and bright with fine nail caps, which seem to be constantly closing one by one. Taken together, the whole black dragon seems to be a living thing like a living thing.

Looking at the ingenious tattoo on his body, he nodded with satisfaction, twisted his body and looked at his back.

At the moment he turned around, Lei Yun saw that there was a thumb-sized reverse scale on the dragon at his waist. The color was gray and dark, black and not black, and there was a delicate and complex seal carving in the middle of the gray and non-grey scales. It is hard to imagine that someone could stab such a delicate and ingenious with a steel needle in his soft waist. The lines of Tiangong.

Jiang Ming praised in his heart that Mr. Li's craftsmanship was indeed ingenious. That unique reverse scale must be the real meaning of this tattoo, which is the sign of Hualong's status.

Looking more carefully, the dragon's body shook up and stepped over his shoulder. The huge dragon head was quietly located on Jiang Ming's chest, and the whole dragon head came from the dragon horn, dragon beard and Shen Yun. Even a few snow-white dragon teeth slightly exposed in the dragon's mouth were lifelike, looking sharp and seductive, but the eyes on the dragon's head were extremely empty. This has become a fatal defect of this perfect tattoo, which reduces the grade of the whole tattoo by two levels.

"Lao Li, where is the longan? Without eyes, the whole dragon will lose its charm!" Jiang Ming's voice was a little puzzled.

When Mr. Li heard this, he said solemnly, "There is a lot of attention to tattoos! The black dragon is an evil thing, and it can't bear it without great luck. If it hadn't been for your incompetent appearance and the master's request, I wouldn't have tattooed you at all. But because the black dragon's eyes are red and need to be decorated with cinnabar, and red represents bloody killing and fierce light, so I dare not stab you! Come on, let's go!"

"What? Mr. Li, this is the 21st century and the era of science. Why do you believe this nonsense? What's more, what do we do? We are the underworld! I don't know how many harmful things I have done every day. I live a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife every day. What retribution and blood light are we afraid of? Mr. Li, you'd better stab me, stab him! This dragon head is on the chest. As soon as you open your clothes, you can see it. Long Wuhuang's eyes. Isn't this for the little brothers to laugh at me when they see it? Jiang Ming was stunned at first, and then shamelessly begged for Li Lao to tattoo him.

Mr. Li didn't want to, but he couldn't stand Jiang Ming's soft and hard bubbles, and had no choice but to point his eyes on the black dragon. Then, Mr. Li angrily looked at Jiang Ming, who didn't live in front of the mirror, and said, "Kid, you really don't know the depth of heaven and earth. Just die! Take your time, old man, I'll go out first, but I'll remind you in advance that nothing will happen to me in the future!"

Bum! The gate was thrown up fiercely by Mr. Li!

Jiang Ming stopped laughing and stood quietly in front of the mirror, making a dream-like sound: "Dragon thorn, dragon thorn! In the past three years, after several life and death, I finally got you and finally got you..."

The bell!

A sudden sound came from the mobile phone thrown at **. Jiang Ming was awakened, reached out to take the mobile phone and answered the phone.

"Madman, your business has been done. The Tan family is over. The boss said that there was a gift for you at 777 Hilton Hotel!" A soft male voice sounded at the other end of the phone. When it came to the gift, his tone showed a little ambiguity and envy.

Gift?

Listening to the ambiguous and envious voice on the other end of the phone, Jiang Ming's eyes flashed, ** his upper body, picked up Mr. Li and stabbed the black steel needle and paint box on the coffee table behind the black dragon and grabbed the door.

The mirror behind him seemed to witness eternity, clearly reflecting the evil and cruel smile at the corners of Jiang Ming's mouth when he turned around.