Chapter 58 3D Tattoo

The pain in Wanhua's arm is quite intense. If the pain of Kan Dongzhe's tattoo at the beginning was just a crisp feeling bitten by ants, but now it is a solid needle into the meat. After a needle, cold sweat comes out and twitches all over.

Even so, Wanhua did not shout. In addition to Su Han's words, her 100% trust in Su Han is also the most important.

Su Han tattooed seriously, and Guan Dongzhe beside him was not idle. He was afraid of Su Han's skills and did not dare to go up to grab his tattoo needles, but his mouth was empty: "Hmm, you heard clearly. I tattooed the theme of the Japanese imperial army. You must also have an imperial army. If you change my imperial army to your Eighth Route Army in China Even if you lose."

Hmm? Su Han smiled and was indeed a coward. When he first put forward this condition, he was waiting here. If I carve the Japanese imperial army with your wind, he would definitely be scolded to death. If I didn't, I would lose.

No matter what, am I the one who suffers a big loss? Su Han narrowed his eyes and still did not leave Wanhua's body, but said contemptuously, "I hope you don't talk to me again. A tattooist who has trained hard for more than ten years finally did not engrave his noble temperament into his heart. All I can only say is that you are born a coward."

"You!" Guan Dongzhe pointed to Su Han's nose and wanted to speak, but he didn't say it.

Su Han clapped his hands and threw the tattoo needle at Guan Dongzhe's feet: "I've also tattooed it. Let me borrow some water."

The host put his hands on his chest and pouted angrily at the staff.

The staff handed over a cup containing boiled water.

Su Han dipped his fingers in boiled water and gently applied it to Wanhua's arm.

This action made Wanhua feel a warmth. Just now, Guan Dongzhe also had to sprinkle water on the tattoo and spray it directly with his mouth. He was very careless and didn't consider her feelings at all. Su Han was different. He dipped his fingers in water and slowly wiped it, which was really elegant, not the kind that some people pretended.

The water was applied to the tattoo little by little, and the tattoo began to slowly color. Just now, everyone already knew the magic of this potion, so when the tattoo slowly appeared, they did not show much surprise.

I just stared at it and wanted to see what kind of tattoo it was.

Gradually, the tattoo appeared, and the front was still the spy of the Japanese special high school, with both hands.

Huh? Strangely, all the people stared and didn't know what medicine was sold in Su Han's gourd.

But after a while, the spy seemed to be alive. His body leaned forward slightly, and the knife in his hand was slightly tilted. Behind him, a Chinese soldier in a gray military uniform appeared. His left hand was exposed, pinched the military thorn in his right hand, and stabbed the back of the Japanese soldier fiercely.

Bo two seem to be alive.

This is Su Han's new inspiration, using 3D drawing technology to engrave a picture.

3D pictures are made using human visual differences. From a distance, it is not clear whether it is true or not.

In this 3D tattoo, the Chinese soldiers are powerful, and the Japanese are a little ferocious and desperate. It seems that they have seen hell beckoning towards them.

"Wow! 3D version?

"It's really 3D, Su Banxian..." An audience shouted, but before he finished speaking, he was already crying. He likes the art of tattooing all over. Now there is really such a talent in China. Su Han's technology is really top level.

It's like an old football fan who saw Maradona appear in China, and basketball fans were so excited that Yao Ming appeared in China.

"Asia first, Asia first." The audience cheered. There is nothing we can do. Such a person should be the first in Asia, especially this work. The Eight-way warriors secretly attacked Japan's special high school. The effect of 3D, not to mention the author of such a high-level work is actually blindly embroidered. It is simply unprecedented when he can't see any paint. No one comes.

"What's the first in Asia? This level is clearly the first in the world."

The audience's emotions ignited, but Su Han pressed his hand again; "Wait a minute, brothers." He looked at Guan Dongzhe, with sharp eyes like an art knife: "Are you willing to kneel down in front of me, or do you want to guarantee a finger?"

"You! You can't cut off my finger." Kantozhe staggered back and saw a giant beast from ancient times.

Kneeling? Or do you want fingers?"

Kwan Dongzhe bowed, trembling nervously and scared: "You can talk about any amount of money."

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!" Su Han smiled like water and looked at Kanto Zhe, who was still bowing to discuss losing money; "I thought you acquiesced."

Wow!

A white practice crossed everyone's eyes, sharp and impermanent. When Bai practice disappeared, Kan Dongzhe held his broken finger and knelt on the floor in pain and howled: "Ah! Ah! Su Han, you son of a bitch."

Hu! Bai Lian flashed again, and two wounds appeared on Guan Dongzhe's face, which were synthesized into a fork shape.

"Quick knife!"

"Pretty fast!"

"How can a person's hand be so fast?"

Everyone was surprised by Su Han's knife method and was stunned. Fortunately, they didn't have a bad relationship with him just now. Otherwise, they don't know if there will be a few more scars out of thin air.

Su Han snapped his finger. At this time, there was no blade in his hand. He spread his hand and said to Guan Dongzhe, "I shot three times in total. The first knife is what you bet on me. The second knife is to pay tribute to the souls of the martyrs of the Chinese martyrs. The third knife is the repayment that you insulted me so many times today. Don't let me see you again in the future. No If so, I will stab the blade directly into your heart!"

After saying that, Su Han turned around, ignored Guan Dongzhe, who was already covered with blood behind him, and raised his hands: "The soul of the martyrs should not be humiliated."

All the audience were rendered emotionally by Su Han, and they imitated him one after another. They raised their hands high and said silently: The soul of the martyrs cannot be humiliated.

It seems that the whole venue has returned to that solemn era, sad and full of male hormones.

Papa!

Li Changfeng slapped him on the stage and laughed loudly, "Su Han, you are really as weak as I thought. The person who can like the work of the carved dragon has never been too weak."

Although he said it carefully, in fact, Li Changfeng's heart is bleeding. Today, almost 80% of TV subscriptions have been unsubscribed halfway, losing tens of millions. The reason is that those people don't believe that an unknown rookie can kill Kantozhe.

even thinks that this TV program is deliberately produced and belongs to the movie level. You should know that the reason why Li Changfeng secretly shot and did not tell anyone is that he wanted to restore an original scene and show it to those audiences who like to hunt.

When a program that restores the original ecology is suspected of intentional production, it can be imagined how bleak the TV subscription will be.

"Mr. Li, you seem to have just said that if anyone can win Kan Dongzhe, whoever can get a collection from you, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, I'll give you a collection, tattooed dragon." Su Han didn't hide what he wanted at all and said decisively.

Li Changfeng's lips are trembling. This bastard is really knowledgeable, but when he says it, the water spills out, especially public figures like him, should pay more attention to his image.

"Wrap it up for him."

"Thank you." Su Han looked at the staff seal the picture scroll with a cylinder before looking at Xiaoying's position with satisfaction. He turned around and was stunned. He also aimed at the place with his spare light in the first few seconds, but now he is no longer there.

"Damn!" Su Han cursed secretly and turned around to leave.

Li Changfeng waved his hand: "Please stay."

"What else?" Su Han turned around and asked.

"Our heart tattoo company can also hire you as our gold medal tattoo artist with an annual salary of 10 million." Li Changfeng doesn't care about losing a lot of money in an activity, and he doesn't care that Guan Dongzhe, the trump card, was seriously injured. It is estimated that he can't get a tattoo in the future. What he cares about is Su Han, the new favorite in the tattoo industry and the first tattooist who became famous in the First World War. With him, a lot of tickets came to his pocket like feet.

Su Han smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in applying for the job. You'd better look for another master."

"For...what?" When Li Changfeng said the last two words, his momentum was already quite weak, because he saw that Su Han had gone far and in a hurry.

Is the price I gave too low? Or does he really not love money? Li Changfeng asked himself in his heart.

"Brothers, let me, I have something urgent." Su Han planned to run outside the venue, but found that there were people everywhere.

But these audiences have regarded Su Han as an absolute idol at this time. Can they not allow the idol to speak?

Dvul! After a messy footsteps, a straight passage appeared in front of them, and some overly enthusiastic audience even held hands in the first row and built a very reassuring human wall.

"Thank you."

"Thank you, too. You showed me a noble personality. I really understand what it means to be powerful and unyielding, and what wealth cannot**." A fan in his thirties standing at the door said firmly.

I don't want an annual salary of 10 million. How high is this?

Su Han also felt the deep meaning of the fans. After turning around and bowing to all the fans behind him, he quickly disappeared into the night.

"Oh, my God! It's so incredible that idols bow like us. How can this be?

"Bah! Do you think Brother Su is like an ordinary idol? He is simply a god in my mind.

"That's right, my goal is to become a person like Brother Su."

"All people should learn from Brother Su."

Fans paid attention to the door where Su Han disappeared and refused to leave for a long time.

Su Han left quickly. His target has locked a white Audi A4. His sharp eyes have found Xiaoying's figure. Unfortunately, the other party's speed is too fast, and he can only barely follow 20 to 30 meters, and he can't catch up in any case.