Chapter 49 Crazy Japanese Tattooist

"Come on, Xiaoyou, please." The old man's identity is obviously good. Five or six meters in front of his fingers, there is a marble table with all kinds of foreign wine on display, surrounded by five or six suit bodyguards.

In the crowded hall, no one rests at the table, which is also the credit of these bodyguards.

"Little friend, what would you like to drink? Is it a royal salute? Or Chivas?"

"Whatever." To be honest, Su Han can't get used to drinking these things at all. In his sense, foreign wine and horse urine are almost the same taste, although he has never tasted what horse urine is.

The old man did not continue to ask. He poured some from the yellow bottle beside him. The yellow-brown wine flowed into the skeleton-shaped cup, and the scene was a little strange and sad.

put in two pieces of ice, and the old man shook it gracefully and handed it to Su Han: "The old man's surname is Li, and his two names are Changfeng."

Li Changfeng? Su Han recalled the name in his mind and didn't come up with a reason. At least there was no name among those famous tattooists.

"Haha, I'm relatively shallow. I don't know the master. Don't be surprised." Su Han laughed and gently told Li Changfeng - you are not very famous, at least not as famous as Cang Jingkong.

Li Changfeng smiled and said, "You are honest. If you say you know me, I will look down on you."

"Why?"

"The side reflects that your taste is too low."

Su Han couldn't help laughing. This old man is quite humorous.

"Okay, let's make a little joke. Let's talk seriously as an appetizer before drinking." Li Changfeng's eyes changed from slightly improperly just now to be particularly serious: "There is also a saying that I named this work, because this work can see through people's hearts."

"See through people's hearts?"

"Of course, the timid people run away when they see this tattoo. When the bold people see this tattoo, they want to stand and take a good look. When they are greedy, they can't wait to grab it immediately. The obscene people see their eyes are full of people, which can make me see through people's hearts." Li Changfeng took a bite of the things in the cup: "It's all said that the dragon I carved is lifelike, as if I want to break free from half of it. Humph, in fact, I want to say that these people have no vision. I carved a dragon, and I have a heart tattoo!"

Su Han felt that the old man was very erudite, at least elegant. Although he was full of sour words and bitter water, he really couldn't say such a decent word without two strokes.

"So that's what tattooed dragon means, but I have a question. Do you guarantee that the viewer can see his mind in front of this tattoo?"

Li Changfeng laughed for the third time: "There are some opinions on this question, and I like it. I happen to have something to do and need to go there, so I will give the last sentence to my friend.

"Please speak."

"Look at everything with my heart, and everything has its own color. How can this tattoo see through people's hearts? It's just that people took out their hearts in front of this pattern and looked at it, and happened to be seen by the old man.

After saying that, Li Changfeng left without looking back.

Now, it's Su Han's turn to be nervous. He feels that the old man really has nothing to do with him, but why are his words so sharp and always pointing at himself? Could it be that he saw the secrets of the totem scriptures on his body?

Thinking of this, Su Han's cold sweat came out.

"Impossible, how is it possible?" Su Han looked at the Tattooed Dragon again and thought: No, I can't be afraid of this old man. Maybe the meaning of his words is somewhere else, but is there any way to get this tattoo?

Suddenly, he was a little embarrassed. It was really not his intention to rob. What's more, he rushed into the pockets of the six bodyguards in front of him, and he definitely couldn't grab it.

If Su Han is right, these people carry guns in their pockets.

His current skills are still not as good as bullets.

The moment he came to his mind, he found that Li Changfeng, who had just chatted with him, had stood on the rotating stairs. A young man next to him pinched the microphone and said excitedly, "Please be quiet for five minutes."

The venue is still noisy. Who cares about your little host?

The host was a little embarrassed and took out his killer mace: "Kang Dongzhe, Japan's most famous tattoo artist, is coming soon. I hope everyone can show some of the noble style of our country and stop quarreling."

Almost everyone in the audience knew that Kanto-Zhe, some of whom were even hardcore fans of Kanto-Zhe, suddenly calmed down and looked up at the host on the rotating stairs and Li Changfeng next to him.

"Mr. Li, there's nothing I can do. I definitely can't do without this trick. I really don't like that little Japanese devil."

Li Changfeng smiled and said in a low volume, "I like people like you who are unscrupulous to achieve their goals, but I hate your behavior behind you very much. Now that you have done it, why explain it? Keep going."

"Yes!" The host wiped the cold sweat on his head and then said, "Today is a rare big day in our tattoo world. You must have seen it. This time, the scale is particularly grand. All of this is thanks to the old gentleman next to me - Mr. Li Changfeng and Mr. Li."

The host dragged a tone, but did not find that the audience had the intention to applaud - a group of people who love tattoos have some different common senses that can be forgiven. He could only continue: "Mr. Li is the largest shareholder of the tattoo hall. Today, many works are Mr. Li's own collection. He can be said to have contributed a lot of energy to the underground art of tattoo."

This time, the audience applauded. No matter who uses his ability to promote the development of a career, he is always worthy of respect.

Li Changfeng waved his hand in the face of the applause of the audience: "I haven't been very close to my eyes these days. As soon as I came to hold this exhibition, I also invited the chief tattooist in Japan and the most famous tattoo artist in Asia - Kantozhe."

When the audience heard the three words Kantozhe, they applauded warmly again. How many people came for him.

The host confidently prolonged his tone this time: "Welcome Mr. Kanto Zhe."

"Oh!!!"

"Zhe Zhe, I love you. If you embroider a tattoo on my chest, you will let me do anything."

"Kwan Dongzhe, you are the greatest."

Su Han is a little happy to watch under the stage. Now fans, once they are fascinated, it's simply amazing.

dong...dong...dong.

The stiff leather shoes and marble floor made a crisp sound. Kan Dongzhe took a powerful step and walked up the rotating stairs step by step in the support of everyone.

"Yo, it looks good." Su Han raised his neck and looked at Kan Dongzhe.

Slim suit trousers, slim suit, black leather shoes, everything seems to indicate that Kanto Zhe is an extremely cultivated man, not with messy or long hair like most of his peers. Kanto Zhe cut a round inch, combined with the slightly elegant face, and suddenly murdered the screams of many girls. Sound.

The layman watched the bustle, and his peers saw the doorway. As one of the most talented disciples of Wenmen, Su Han naturally saw a lot of doorway.

What impressed him most was the hands of Gu Guan Dongzhe.

The hands are not long, and the fingers are not slender, slightly short and a little fleshy. According to the master of Su Han's hidden weapon, this kind of hand is called fat, short and thick, and the talent is defective.

Short fingers lack control, thick fingers, indicating that the fingers are not very sensitive, and some meat is even more important. The ** degree of fingers will be deviated by these small fat meat.

To sum up, Kan Dongzhe's talent is particularly poor. With such poor talent, he can become the first tattoo artist in Asia in the mouth of tattoo lovers, which shows that he has done a lot of hard work and excellent perseverance.

For this reason, Su Han still admires Kan Dongzhe to a certain extent.

Kanto-Zhe pressed his hand and motioned the audience not to speak, but it was quite useful. His hand seemed to be a voice-controlled switch. As soon as he pressed it, the whole audience lost his voice: "Hi, everyone, I'm Kanto-Zhe. Today is my first visit to China. When I didn't come before, I thought there were many tattoo masters in China, especially ancient tattoos, but today I saw it, and it was even very bad.

"I personally despise such a poor tattoo environment. Let me declare that this is the last time I come to China, and tell everyone that Chinese tattoos are no good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience was in an uproar.

Tattoo lovers have whispered to each other.

"Look, this is the tattoo environment of China. In Japan, no matter what I say, the people below will not say a word." There seems to be pride hidden in Kanto Zhe's character.

Su Han had a good impression on Kan Dongzhe, but now it is gone: "Hmm, although he has achieved a little result by hard work, in the final analysis, it is just a villain who wins and loses, he is silent and even angry."

Although the second half of the sentence of Guan Dongzhe has not been reflected, Su Han has defined him.

The audience at the venue was also divided into two factions, one of which maintained Guan Dongzhe: "Wow, we Zhezhe really have a personality and love it."

"Isn't it? What are the works of tattooists in China? I can't stand it."

"I used to just like Zhezhe a little, but now I completely like him."

The faction is very angry.

"Isn't it just a tattoo artist? As for being so arrogant."

"Even if you are arrogant, you still dare to come to China's territory to be arrogant. Don't you know that the Japanese don't have any human rights on China's territory?"

"Damn, after a long time, my idol is just a right-winger. What else do you like? National shame cannot be forgotten.

Even Xiaoying, who was standing on the railing on the second floor and preparing to see Kanto Zhe's elegant demeanor, was a little angry and viciously tore off the tattoo sticker on his back: Humph, it was these things that gave a small Japanese to have arrogant capital.

In the face of the noisy environment, Kan Dongzhe smiled and compared his middle finger: "If any of you can win my tattoo, I will naturally be convinced. If not, I can only say that China is rich in China, but Chinese people do not have a broad mind."