The pain in Wanhua's arm was quite intense, if the pain of the tattoo that Guan Dongzhe gave her at the beginning was just the numb feeling of being bitten by ants, but now it is a real needle pierced into the flesh, and when the needle goes down, cold sweat is pouring out, and the whole body is twitching.

Even so, Wanhua didn't shout, except for what Su Han told her, her 100% trust in Su Han was also the most important.

Su Han tattooed seriously, and Kanto Zhe on the side was not idle, he was afraid of Su Han's skills, and he didn't dare to go up and snatch his tattoo needle, but his mouth was not free: "Hmph, 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 Chinese Eighth Route Army, even if you lose." ”

Hum? Su Leng smiled, he was really a coward, when he first put forward this condition, he was waiting here, if I follow your wind and engrave the Japanese Imperial Army, I will definitely be scolded to death, if I don't engrave, even if I lose.

No matter what, I'm the one who suffers the big loss? Su Han narrowed his eyes, his gaze still did not leave Wanhua's body, but said contemptuously: "I hope you don't talk to me again, a tattoo artist who has trained hard for more than ten years has not carved a noble temperament into his heart in the end, a blind coward, I can only say that you are born a bad seed." ”

"You!" Guan Dongzhe pointed at 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, borrow some water." ”

The host clasped his hands on his chest and angrily snorted at the staff.

The staff handed over a cup with boiled water.

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

This action made Wanhua feel a sense of warmth, just now Kanto Zhe also wanted to sprinkle water on the tattoo, spraying directly with his mouth, very unparticular, and considering her feelings at all, but Su Han was different, dipping his fingers in water and wiping it slowly, this is called real elegance, not the kind that some people pretend to be.

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

Just staring intently, trying to see what kind of tattoo it is.

Gradually, the tattoos were revealed, and the one at the front was still the spy of the Japanese special high school, with a knife in both hands.

Hey? It's strange, everyone is staring at each other, and they don't know what kind of medicine is sold in Su Han's gourd.

But after a while, the spy seemed to be alive, leaned forward slightly, and the knife in his hand was also tilted a little, and behind him appeared a Chinese soldier in a gray military uniform, with the green tendons of his left hand exposed, and his right hand pinched the military thorn, and stabbed the Japanese soldier in the back.

Both of them seemed to be alive.

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

In the final analysis, 3D drawings are made using the differences in human vision, and it is not clear whether they are true or not from a distance.

In this 3D tattoo, the Chinese soldiers are mighty and powerful, and the Japanese are a little hideous and desperate, as if they have seen hell beckoning to them.

"Wow! 3D version? ”

"It's really 3D, Su Banxian ......" An audience member shouted loudly, but before he finished speaking, he couldn't cry anymore, he liked the art of tattoos all his body, and now such a talent has really appeared in Huaxia, Su Han's jishu is really top-notch.

It's like an old football fan who saw Maradona appear in Huaxia, and basketball fans who saw Yao Ming in Huaxia burst into tears with excitement.

"No. 1 in Asia, No. 1 in Asia." The audience cheered, no way, such a person should be the first in Asia, especially this work, the Eight Road Warriors concealed the Japanese special high class, not to mention the effect of 3D, the author of such a high-level work, it turned out to be blind embroidery, embroidered in the case of not seeing any pigment clearly, it is simply unprecedented, and there is no one after him.

"What is the first in Asia, this level is clearly shijie first."

The audience's emotions ignited in waves, but Su Han pressed his hand again; "Wait a minute, brothers." He looked at Kanto Tetsu, his eyes sharpened like a utility 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 fingers. Kanto staggered back, and he saw a giant beast from ancient times.

"Kneel? Or fingers? ”

Kanto Zhe bowed, trembling nervously and fearfully: "You can talk about how much money you want." ”

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!" Su Han smiled like water and looked at Guan Dongzhe, who was still bowing and discussing the loss of money; "I'll take you by as a default."

Call!

A Bai Lian swept through everyone's eyes, sharp and impermanent, and when Bai Lian disappeared, Guan Dongzhe held the broken finger and knelt on the floor in pain and howled: "Ah! Yes! Su Han, you bastard. ”

Wildly! Bai Lian flashed again, and two wounds appeared on Kanto Zhe's face, forming a fork.

"Quick knife!"

"Pretty fast!"

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

Everyone was surprised by Su Han's sword technique, and their hearts were shocked, fortunately they didn't fight him just now, otherwise, they don't know if there will be a few more scars out of thin air.

Su Han snapped his fingers, there was no blade in his hand at this time, he spread his hand and said to Guan Dongzhe: "I made a total of three knives, the first knife, which you gambled on me, the second knife, to commemorate the souls of the Chinese martyrs, and the third knife, it is the repayment that you insulted me so many times today, don't let me zaijian to you in the future, otherwise, I will directly stab the blade into your heart!" ”

After speaking, Su Han turned around, ignoring Guan Dongzhe, who was already covered in blood behind him, and raised his hands high: "The soul of the martyrs cannot be disgraced." ”

All the audience were rendered emotionally by Su Han, and they all imitated his appearance, raised their hands high, and silently recited in their mouths: The soul of the martyrs cannot be disgraced.

It seemed that the whole venue had returned to that solemn era, poignant and full of male hormones.

Bang Bang Bang!

Li Changfeng slapped his face and walked onto the stage, and laughed loudly: "Su Han, you are really as I thought, the person who can see the work of the tattooed heart carving dragon has never been too weak. ”

Although he is very particular about what he says, in fact, Li Changfeng's heart is dripping blood, and at the end of today, almost 80% of the TV subscriptions have been unsubscribed halfway, and the loss is tens of millions. The reason is that those people don't believe that an unknown rookie can kill Kanto Tetsu.

even thinks that this TV show is deliberately made and belongs to the movie level, you must know that the reason why Li Changfeng secretly filmed and didn't tell anyone is that he wants to restore an original scene and show it to those viewers who like to hunt for curiosity.

When a program that is restored to its original ecology is suspected of being deliberately produced, then you can imagine how bleak the TV subscription will be.

"Mr. Li, you seem to have said that if anyone can win Kanto Tetsu, they will be able to get a collectible from you, right?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll ask you for a collectible, the Tattooed Dragon." Su Han didn't hide what he wanted at all, and said directly and decisively.

Li Changfeng's lips were trembling, this bastard is really knowledgeable, but if he says it, the water that spills out, especially a public figure like him, must pay attention to his own image.

"Wrap him up."

“xiexie。” Su Han watched the staff seal the scroll with a cylinder, and then looked at Xiaoying's location with satisfaction, and when he turned around, he was stunned, and he used his afterglow to aim at that place a few seconds ago, but now he is not there.

"Damn!" Su Han scolded secretly, turned around and was about to leave.

Li Changfeng beckoned: "Please stay." ”

"What else is going on?" Su Han turned around and asked.

"Our heart tattoo company can also hire you to be 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 event, and he doesn't care that Guan Dongzhe, the ace, was seriously injured, and he probably won't be able to get a tattoo in the future, what he cares about is Su Han, the new favorite in the tattoo world, the first tattoo player who became famous in the first battle, with him, there are a lot of tickets that come to his pocket like feet.

Su Han smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in applying for a job, so you'd better go find another master." ”

"For ...... What. When Li Changfeng said the word zuihou, his momentum was already quite weak, because he saw that Su Han had already walked far and was in a hurry.

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

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

But these audiences have already regarded Su Han as an absolute idol at this time, and the idol has spoken, can they still not let it?

Aggressive! After a chaotic sound of footsteps, a straight passage appeared in front of them, and some overly enthusiastic spectators even held hands in the first row, building a very reassuring wall of people.

"Xiexie guys."

"I'm also xiexie you, you let me see a noble personality, what is mighty and unyielding, what is rich and noble and not lewd, I really understand." A fan in his thirties standing at the door said firmly.

Don't even want an annual salary of 10 million, how high does this have to be?

Su Han also felt the deep meaning of the fans, turned around, bowed to all the fans behind him, and then quickly disappeared into the night.

"Oh my God! It's so unbelievable that idols actually bow like us, how can this be? ”

"Phew! Do you think Brother Su is the same as an ordinary idol? He is simply a god to me. ”

"That's right, my goal is to be like Brother Su."

"All people should learn like Brother Su."

The fans saluted at the door where Su Han disappeared, and refused to disperse for a long time.

Su Han left quickly, his target had locked on a white Audi A4, his sharp eyes had already found Xiaoying's figure, but unfortunately the other party's speed was too fast, and he could only barely follow twenty or thirty meters after running, and he couldn't catch up anyway.