Tattoo Zhang Qilin with the True Qilin
"Qilin?"
"Qilin's power?"
Why did such a voice appear in his heart?
Zhang Qilin stopped and frowned as he turned to look at the stairs leading upstairs. He could not help but feel surprised.
What was this place?
Why does this person know me?
Why do I feel like I'm being called?
Why is my blood boiling?
Was it because of this tattoo parlor?
could it
Zhang Qilin didn't leave. He went upstairs and saw Han Jiang sitting by the bed with a set of professional tattoo tools.
Han Jiang was surprised to see Zhang Qilin.
"Is there anything else?"
"Tattoo." Zhang Qilin nodded.
Han Jiang almost thought that he had misheard.
He thought that this person was here to ask for directions, but he did not expect that he was really here to get a tattoo.
This should be the customer the system mentioned.
Hence, he nodded.
"This shop is newly opened. The first three customers will have a special price of 100,000 yuan each time.”
100,000!
Half price?
Hearing 100,000, Zhang Qilin was so angry that he almost turned around and left.
100,000 yuan, what kind of tattoo was this?
Was he a black market merchant?
However, what Zhang Qilin didn't know was that if he could get a tattoo in Hanjiang for only 100,000 yuan, it would be no different from giving it to him for free.
Just as Han Jiang had said, 100,000 yuan was really a special opening price for Han Jiang Tattoo Shop.
Because Han Jiang's tattoo was not a simple tattoo.
Every tattoo here had a corresponding ability.
One had to know that for a person, obtaining a special ability was not something that could be bought with tens of billions of dollars.
In the future, if he came here to get tattoos, it would not be something that money could solve.
This was because the system had informed him that the cost of tattooing was best for rare treasures, luck, lifespan, and so on.
As for money…he could accept it, but it was definitely not cheap.
Because everything had to be traded at an equal price. You had to pay whatever price your tattoo was worth!
After all, Hanjiang's tattoo had a special ability.
Some abilities could turn stone into gold, while others could destroy the world. He was something that money could not measure.
However, this was the first time they were opening for business, so it was reasonable to have a special price. Otherwise, how could they open for business?
Han Jiang continued.
"After you pay the rest of the money, you can come over and lie down.”
After it took effect?
The more Zhang Qilin listened, the more confused he became. However, at this moment, the blood in his body seemed to be about to jump out, and it was already boiling to the limit.
There seemed to be a voice in his heart asking him to accept Hanjiang's conditions.
Hence, he thought to himself.
He wasn't even afraid of black-market merchants. Who hadn't he seen before?
He had done this many times.
Hence, she nodded and walked towards the bed.
"Alright."
He lay on the bed, but he didn't know what he wanted to stab, so he asked.
"Do you have any good designs to recommend?”
Han Jiang picked up a needle and looked at Zhang Qilin's body. He realized that there was nothing on Zhang Qilin's body except for a few scars and his enviable muscles.
The qilin tattoo that symbolized the successor of his Zhang family was also missing!
Could it be that although this world was a hodgepodge of people, many of the people in it had changed?
Although the name and personality of this Zhang Qilin in front of him were similar to the one he knew in his previous life, the characteristics of this person were actually very different from the Zhang Qilin in his previous life.
In his previous life, Zhang Qilin had a Qilin tattoo.
However, Zhang Qilin did not.
It seemed that the people in this world were quite different from the people he was familiar with in his previous life.
But that was good too.
Han Jiang patted Zhang Qilin's chest with his black gloves and said.
"Your name is Zhang Qilin, so I'll give you a qilin.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the blood in Zhang Qilin's body seemed to be burning.
It was as if the Qilin was the destiny, so he said.
"Let's begin."
Han Jiang nodded slightly and looked at Zhang Qilin who was lying on the bed.
lit
A six-pointed star formation lit up in flames.
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