Chapter 52 The Pearl of Rice Dare to Fight with the Bright Moon

"Today's challenge has kicked off. Please invite our Asia's first tattooist, Kan Dongzhe!"

Kantozhe returned to his arrogant appearance from the image of a coward in the VIP room and looked at the people under the stage coldly: "I like an old saying of your Chinese - the pearl of rice grains dares to compete for the bright moon. In my eyes, you are just a group of rice grains, thrown into the dirt pile despised, and I , that is, the bright moon in the sky, quietly ignoring you, submit to me, my people.

He seems to really regard himself as the king in the hall.

Su coldly smiled and muttered, "A clown."

Without touching Su Han, Kan Dongzhe's words made many girls who supported him more obsessed: "Wow! Zhezhe is so bold."

"If my boyfriend is half domineering, I will be happy in the future."

"Those who think our Zhezhe hates are really annoying. Our Zhezhe's skills are unparalleled in the world."

The audience is also chaotic, and the people sitting in the candidate area are even more unbearable. They can't wait to play now and humiliate Kan Dongzhe.

Even the guy who was going to arrest Xiaoying felt that the game was too wonderful and called Brother Jie: "Brother Jie, there is a game here, and the people are too crowded. I'm afraid of extravagant things. Why don't I watch it when the game is over?"

"Bah! Bastard, don't you just want to watch the game? Just look, what are you afraid of? That girl probably also likes to watch games, and her eyes can't move.

"Brother Jie? How do you know?"

"Nonsense, I'm just reading it. How can I not know?"

Brother Jie was originally resting in the car. He heard that there was a very frequent competition here, and he also limped here. He saw that the host had gone up the spiral staircase and quickly shouted to the phone; "Okay, no, the host is coming."

The host held a letter in his hand and said loudly, "Haha, is everyone waiting? I was just hosting a simple event. Unexpectedly, there was another game here. I also inexplicably became the host of this game. To be honest, I was also a little excited.

The audience looked coldly at the host. Damn, we are watching the game, not watching you escape, making you talk and staring at you to death.

The host was cold again, a little embarrassed, and continued, "Hey, I won't sell it anymore. I'll announce the order of the challenger first." He opened the envelope and read: "The first contestant, Langke, the second contestant, Huwen, the third contestant Yunjin, and the fourth contestant, Su Han..."

After reading the names one by one, he began to announce the rules: "Today's game is very simple. What a simple way! Compared with the basic skills, everyone knows that tattooists! The hands must be stable, the eyes must be fast, and the method of controlling strength must be superb, so Mr. Li's project for the players on both sides has nothing to do with tattoos, but it has something to do with it.

"It doesn't matter at all. What are we looking at?"

"I'll go, it doesn't matter if it doesn't look good? What logic."

"Yes, we need to see the quality of the tattooist, and it has nothing to do with his tattoo."

The voice of consent suddenly suppressed the voice of disagreement.

This is also Li Changfeng's ideas. As a shrewd businessman, he knows that the audience always likes to watch lively and exciting things. The tattoo artist is a master of needles and has the most exquisite hands in the world. This hand can do a lot of things, not just tattoos.

He has worked hard to attract the eyes of novices with non-tattoo projects and stimulate the freshness of the audience.

"The first item is to stabilize the hand, straighten the arm, hang 30 kilograms of heavy objects on the arm, and then stab a word on our volunteers! Whoever completes it well wins the game.

"The second item is faster than the eyes. Twenty-five numbers will appear on the big screen of the hall, but these numbers only appear in 14 seconds. The person who wrote down the most numbers wins!"

"The third item is more powerful than hand control. The player stands on a rickety platform and stabs a rose on the volunteer's body. If he is well done, he wins. Do you think this kind of comparison is exciting? The host shouted loudly and raised the microphone in front of him.

The audience shouted with one voice: "Exciting."

Can it not be exciting? Insiders can see how solid the basic skills of these tattooists are, and laymen can feel some fresh comparisons. Li Changfeng is painstaking for the taste of the audience.

"Please invite our first master, the waver, and the first tattooist in Asia - Kanto...Zhe." The host deliberately dragged a long ending.

The audience cheered, applauded, shouted, screamed.

Kwan Dongzhe took a very smooth step, slowly walked up the rotating stairs, and temporarily set up a platform next to the rotating stairs.

When he got on the stage, Kanto Zhe waved his hand, and many girls screamed so much that they almost fainted.

And when the swingers came on stage, they were much more lonely. Only some viewers who loved tattoos very much or often paid attention to the tattoo industry waved: "Rogue, kill that girl."

"You are the number one in Asia."

"Lord Langke, you tattooed the wolf's head on my chest. For your craftsmanship, I also want to support you."

The wave is wearing a black robe, covering his shoes, and a wolf's head is engraved on his back. His eyes are shining. He has always been very confident in his craftsmanship. Today, he is still confident against Kanto Zhe.

People who are familiar with Langke know that he is less than real. In recent years, he has made a lot of good works and has become famous in the tattoo industry, but in recent years, he is still obsessed with studying art - Western oil paintings.

He felt that only when he reached the peak of art could he make tattoos more classic.

Of course, he is obsessed with the study of art, which does not mean that his basic skills are not solid. On the contrary, his basic skills are also praised by industry insiders. These three basic qualities are world-class.

The first fight is compared with the stability of the hand.

Two beautiful women in cheongsam came up with an iron plate. The iron plate is a mezzanine, which is filled with mercury. The density of mercury is extremely high, and the little mercury directly increases the weight of the iron plate to 30 kilograms.

"It's not too late for you to go down now. Sometimes, it's only one step away from showing your eyes." Kantozhe said when he tied the hanging rope of the iron plate on his wrist.

The wanderer didn't say anything, just sneered and did not answer.

The weight of 30 kilograms is not too heavy, but it is really difficult to hang it on your hand and straighten your arms at the same time. Russian agents claim to be able to use AK with one hand, * only a few kilograms. You can imagine how much pressure this iron plate has caused to the two people.

"Oh!" Su Han is a little strange. The talent on the palm of the Japanese Kantozhe is not good, but the strength on his arm is not small.

He could see clearly that when Kan Dongzhe tied an iron plate in his hand, there was no staggering at all, and even a sense of ease of use. On the contrary, the wanderer tied the iron plate, and his hands began to tremble.

"Interesting." Su Han knew that Kanto-Zhe was not a talented tattooist, and most of them were trained by acquired, but he did not know how Kanto-Zhe was trained by the day after tomorrow.

In order to cultivate stability, Kantozhe has tied dumbbells in his hand since he was a teenager, and he will not even let go when eating. Even now he still has this habit, but ten kilograms of dumbbells have changed from one to four.

Kuan Dongzhe laughed, and he had seen his victory.

"Please start. This word is one of our Mr. Li Changfeng's name, Feng." After saying that, the host motioned the two to start the game.

Kwan Dongzhe walked to a male volunteer with a naked upper body, holding a tattooed needle in his hand and began to prick words.

The effect of tattoos is mainly beautiful, so you can use any technique, whether it is simplified Chinese, traditional Chinese, italic or cursive, as long as it looks good.

Kwan Dongzhe is upright and first-class, and the thorny words are obviously sharp and angular.

The style of the wanderer is elegant, and the font chosen is also a Chinese cursive script. A wind character is also elegant. Although the hand is a little unstable, it does not delay the beauty and seems to take advantage of it.

Ordinary people can't see the height, but Su Han can see it clearly. He knows that the wanderer has lost. Due to the unstable hand, it has pierced the dermis of the volunteer's body, and a drop of blood slowly flows out.

The first-class blood is stained with ink, which is not easy to see, but it can't be hidden from Su Han.

"That Japanese devil is a little Taoist."

Both of them were still short of the last stroke. When Kan Dongzhe saw that the other party was about to finish stabbing, he was a little worried. He was not sure to win. He gently shook his arm, and the iron plate in his hand swung a little and gently hit the iron plate of the romon.

The waver's hand was unstable and was hit like this. Although it was light, his hand could no longer be controlled. He couldn't help jittering, and the needle in his hand pulled fiercely on the volunteer's back.

The blood of the volunteers suddenly flowed on their backs.

"Hum!" Kanto Zhe looked at the wanderer.

"In the first game, thelang ke lost!" The host said ruthlessly.

The wanderer turned around and said to the host, "He cheated. He hit my iron plate."

"Haha, Mr. Langke, you are also a famous figure for many years, don't you understand? He hit you, you were shocked, and he was also shocked. Why is he as stable as Mount Tai, but your hand shook and scratched our volunteer's back? The host argued.

"This is not fair."

"There is no rule that you are not allowed to hit this. It's useless to say anything."

The people in the venue suddenly shouted, "It's unfair, it's a foul."

"Foul!"

"Is that okay? If I had known earlier, I would have thrown Kantozhe, a little Japanese devil, a can, how could he not fall down?

However, the opposition is invalid, because the roguer also admitted defeat, and the stalemate is not good for anyone, so he can only find a chance to win in the next two games.

Su Han was angry and scolded, "This little Japanese devil is too shameless. He was supposed to win a game. Why should he play a black hand?" The tattoo of the guest's back is a big shadow for the tattooist.

"If you let me come to power, I will make you dare not touch the needle again for the rest of your life." Su Han clenched his fist.