Isn't It Just a Ghost? I, Fatty Wang, am not afraid
"Can't afford it?"
"Let me tell you, Boss Han. I'm fat and broad. There's nothing I can't bear.”
Fatty Wang immediately unbuttoned his clothes and pointed at his chest. He drew a cross on his chest as if he was cutting open a knife and said fearlessly.
"Don't worry, just come!”
"Isn't it just pain? Our fatty will say it here today.”
"I'll write the word 'Wang' upside down!"
Han Jiang shook his head slightly and shrugged with a mocking smile.
"Alright, up to you."
With that, Han Jiang turned around and headed upstairs.
Fatty Wang followed closely behind. At the same time, he could not help but think in his heart.
The meat that was stewed at home tonight could be eaten tomorrow?
How could a married wife wait until the next day to have their wedding night?
How was this possible?
Since he was here today, how could he sleep at night without bringing anything back?
That was obviously impossible!
At this moment, Fatty Wang's heart was like a hundred thousand alpacas galloping.
How could it be described as cheering?
When he followed Han Jiang to the second floor and saw the bed in the hexagram, he knew that it was the place where the tattoo was.
Therefore, before Hanjiang could introduce him, he laid down on the bed.
Hanjiang didn't stop him.
However, when he saw Fatty Wang lying on the bed, especially the two grapes that looked like the Maitreya Buddha, he shook his head slightly.
"Turn around and lie down."
Fatty Wang looked at Han Jiang in shock and then said with an embarrassed expression.
"This…"
"Can I lie down?"
"I feel that if the tattoo is in front, it will be more handsome.”
"At least you can still see and admire it when you have nothing to do, right?”
At this moment, Fatty Wang could not help but recall the time in the Red Blood Evil Tomb. Zhang Qilin had used his muscles to burst his clothes, revealing the Qilin tattoo on his chest. That was called posturing!
Of course, acting cool was what had initially interested him in the Cold River Tattoo.
In the end, it was all because of the power of the tattoo.
Back in the Red Blood Fiend Tomb, he had personally witnessed Zhang Qilin's tattoo power explode and kill the Red Blood Fiend that he had no chance of defeating.
Although these were all speculations, the three of them had been together for so many years and knew each other very well.
Naturally, he knew that Zhang Qilin could not have been so powerful.
That was why he deduced that what made Zhang Qilin stronger was the Qilin tattoo on his chest.
However, Han Jiang did not agree. He shook his head and said in a deep voice again.
"Turn around."
Some things could be discussed.
However, there were some things that could not be discussed.
Just like when Hanjiang decided to get a tattoo, he had to choose the most reasonable place.
Besides, no one understood tattoos better than him.
Fatty Wang was helpless. After sighing, he still obediently turned around and lay down.
"Oh right, Boss Han."
"I still don't know what pattern you want to make for me.”
"Is it the Qilin tattoo on Little Brother Qilin?”
"Of course, I know his tattoos are awesome, but there's no point in making them all the same.”
"Why don't you stab a dragon for me?"
"Or you can give me your entire loyalty to the country!”
Han Jiang ignored Fatty Wang.
Han Jiang might know Fatty Wang better than he did himself.
To Fatty Wang, there was nothing more attractive than money.
And now, Hanjiang had a pattern that was very suitable for him.
He picked up the tattoo needle and disinfected it. Then, he came to Fatty Wang's side and said.
"I told you, I've already thought about what pattern I want to make for you.”
"You don't have to worry about that."
"But before I do it, let me confirm with you that the pattern I'll make for you is the Five Ghosts Carrying the Coffin. It symbolizes promotion and wealth.”
"Are you sure you want to do it today?"
"You have to know"
"The consequences of some things are not something you can bear.”
Fatty Wang nodded without thinking and said.
"Isn't it just the Five Ghosts?"
"Boss Han, I definitely don't mean to look down on you.”
"But I'm hot-blooded. Can't I suppress a few ghosts?”
"You must be joking!"
"Don't worry, Boss Han. If anything happens, I won't say a word.”
"I'm so anxious. Please hurry up.”
Han Jiang looked at Fatty Wang's anxious look and thought that it seemed like he couldn't be persuaded.
However, it had nothing to do with him.
Anyway, he wouldn't be the one to bear the consequences.
He had also reminded them.
Most importantly, the disadvantages of the Five Ghosts Coffin Carrying Picture had been automatically optimized by the system. Although Fatty might suffer a little, it would not devour the owner's lifespan like the original Five Ghosts Coffin Carrying Picture.
Without this, there was nothing to worry about.
Thus, Han Jiang nodded and picked up the tattoo needle. He aimed at the center of Fatty Wang's back and placed the tattoo needle.
Fatty Wang was still immersed in his fantasies, but when the first needle was inserted, he gasped in pain.
"Hiss…"
Then, he could not help but think.
Damn it.
This was really not an ordinary pain!
Why was there a piercing pain?
On second thought, how could Hanjiang's tattoo be compared to those trashy tattoos on the streets?
Zhang Qilin had unleashed such powerful strength in the Red Blood Evil Tomb!
This meant that this tattoo was definitely not ordinary.
An unusual tattoo would naturally have an unusual pain.
Fatty Wang comforted himself.
However, what he did not know was…
This was just the beginning.
As expected, in less than half an hour, Fatty Wang regretted his decision today.
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