One day before the job---

Huo's Tattoo Museum---

"Ho Family Tattoo Museum" is located at No. 89, Old Street, Kwun Tong.

As one of the poorest places in Hong Kong, Kwun Tong has the least amount of oil and water, and it is also the "oldering place" for many bigwigs in the world, because the rent here is cheap and the expenses are small.

However, for many people in the martial arts world, Kwun Tong is a place full of legends, because you can accidentally meet some once powerful martial arts world masters, among which "Huo Dongqing" from the Huo Tattoo Museum is one.

It is said that when Master Huo Dongqing was young, he was nicknamed "Mianli Needle". He was good at the soft kung fu of "Mianli Needle" with acupoints, dazzling, and a ruthless technique. He often had the opponents against him who even died.

Unfortunately, Master Huo later met a tough guy. When he was fighting for the Tsim Sha Tsui Pier, he met Li Jiutian, a ruthless man from that generation, who was the ruthless man, who was directly killed by Li Jiutian with "Big Eagle Claws".

Since then, Huo Dongqing, the "Mianli Needle" quits the world and opens such a "Ho Tattoo Hall" in Kwun Tong, making a living by making tattoos for people.

Ye Jindong has been famous for this tattoo hall for a long time because he heard that many club leaders and gang leaders like to come here to do tattoos and make tattoos. The main reason is that they have good techniques.

Since the technique is good, the price will be very expensive.

Therefore, bad guys like Ye Jindong and others who were not good at this are not qualified to come here to do tattoos.

But now is different. According to Dao Zai and the others, they are about to take over, especially Ye Jindong is going to be in power. When facing the ancestor, he takes off his shirt. If there is no tattoo on his chest that can shake the scene, how embarrassing?!

So Daozi and the other two were forced to pull Ye Jindong to Kwun Tong, asking their brothers to work together to create a beautiful tattoo.

...

The Huo Tattoo Museum is not big, and it is just a small store in a tie.

There is a mottled plaque at the door of the shop, with red characters on black background and four big words "Huo's Tattoo" written on it; the shop is very simple, with a table with needles, alcohol, disinfectant, and several beds separated by simple curtains, which look like the cheap street massage rooms.

In addition to Master Huo himself, there are three apprentices in the store.

When Ye Jindong and the others entered the store, Master Huo was leaning against a tattoo bed with a big cigarette puddle pot and eating cigarettes. The store was filled with the pungent smell of tobacco and a faint smell of alcohol.

Looking at his three apprentices, they were surrounding the old table and were burying their heads to study tattoos.

Seeing Ye Jindong and the others coming in, Master Huo didn't stand up, squinted his eyes, sipped his old cigarette comfortably, and then he asked without raising his eyes: "What price is needed?"

Ye Jindong smiled slightly, "I don't have much money, just give me any one!"

Daozi was anxious, "What does it mean to have any one? Of course, you need the best!"

Huo Dongqing then raised his eyes, looked at Ye Jindong and the others, and said, "The best one is very expensive."

"How is it expensive?" Ye Jindong asked.

"Start 30,000!" Huo Dongqing said with three fingers.

"I'll pick, 30,000? Why don't you snatch it?" Dao Zai shouted.

Huo Dongqing then changed from leaning to sitting position, shook his disabled left arm, lit up his broken right leg, and then smiled at Daozai with a sinister smile: "I think so, but unfortunately the conditions do not allow it!"

Daozi: "…?!”

Not saying that, he was greeting the eighteen generations of this disabled ancestor.

Ye Jindong took out the cigarette box from his pocket, flicked his finger, and popped a cigarette and put it on his mouth. He said to Huo Dongqing with a smile: "Master Huo, you have also seen it. My brother is very fond of the skills of your store... Have you discussed it?"

Huo Dongqing also bit the cigarette puddle pot and looked at Ye Jindong with a smile: "Then how much money do you have?"

Ye Jindong winked, and Dao Zai took out the 10,000 yuan he had finally collected.

I saw that the money was scattered and wrinkled, and there were still many coins, which were heavy in total.

Huo Dongqing glanced, sneered, and then said contemptuously: "To be honest, you are the poorest young and dandy I have ever seen!"

Ye Jindong also smiled, "Yes, we are very poor, but do you know how this money comes from? All our brothers in Ciyun Mountain gathered you one piece, I one piece, you one hundred, I one piece, I one piece, I one piece, I one piece, I one piece, I one piece, I one piece, I one piece!"

"They all know that I want to start a job, I need money, I need to dress up beautifully, and I need to look beautiful! Unfortunately, they are all bad guys, no money! Even if they are chopped down, they will endure it. They can't go to the hospital. There are still only two meals a day, so why? Still no money!"

"But it was these people who helped me raise all this ten thousand yuan!" Ye Jindong pointed the money with his hands with his rebellious eyes, "So in my heart, these are not just ten thousand yuan, but also their feelings for me! Their heart is priceless, more than the sky!"

Ye Jindong's words made Dao Zai, Xiang Zai and Ding Yaozu excitedly.

They are all born as illegitimate boys in Ciyun Mountain. Of course, they understand how hard and tiring it is to be illegitimate boys, they are looked down upon and cannon fodder...

But now, they also have big bosses and their backbone. As long as Ye Jindong can succeed in his job this time, then their group of Ciyun Mountain bad guys will have the most powerful big bosses.

Faced with Ye Jindong's passionate speech, Master Huo Dongqing still relied on his old age and said with a sarcastic look: "Young boy, I have to say that your mouth is very sharp, but no matter how nice your tongue is, what is useful? I open the door to do business--I have money, and I have to talk about it; if I don't have money, I don't have any talk!"

Ye Jindong's eyes sterned: "Is there really no negotiation?"

Huo Dongqing looked disdainful, took a puff of smoke, vented a mouthful of smoke, stood up from the bed and said, "Don't have any money? The door is there, go!"

Ye Jindong smiled, then stretched out his left hand and gently pressed it on Huo Dongqing's shoulder: "Actually, I rarely ask for help, please think about it..." He pressed his palm down slightly.

Huo Dongqing: “…?!”

I thought to myself, you, a slap guy, dare to play this trick with me. Although I am useless, I have eaten night porridge and learned Kung Fu. Although my body is disabled, Kung Fu is still there!

So Huo Dongqing secretly tried hard, taking out his skills of "falling down in 18 clothes" back then, and trying to throw Ye Jindong out.

But---

Ye Jindong's hand seemed to have a thousand pounds of force, and it pressed on his shoulders that made him unable to move.

How is that possible?

Huo Dongqing, who was originally disdainful of Ye Jindong, was shocked.

After all, I have practiced forty or fifty years. Not to mention a floppy boy, even a buffalo can be thrown away by myself. But now, I am actually pressed by an ant and cannot move with one hand!

Huo Dongqing's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and lucked his dantian, and once again condensed all his strength on his shoulder to compete with Ye Jindong's hand.

However, as Huo Dongqing condensed his shoulders, the greater the strength he put under Ye Jindong's hand in his hand.

Crack!

The bones on Huo Dongqing's shoulders made a ferocious friction sound because they were under too much force.

Squeak!

The bed where Huo Dongqing was sitting could not stand the two huge forces of wrestling, making a dull tearing sound.

at last---

There was a loud bang in the ground.

The bed below Huo Dongqing collapsed with a bang!

Just as Huo Dongqing fell backwards with the collapsed bed, Ye Jindong grabbed him and smiled: "Be careful, Master Huo! This bed is disrepaired for a long time, and it must be rotten!"

Huo Dongqing was about to fall and make a fool of himself, but he didn't expect that Ye Jindong would hold him back at a critical moment.

The people around were not fools, and they all saw that the two were competing just now, and the bed collapsed, and there was no difference between the winner and the defeat.

But Huo Dongqing knew that he had lost this battle.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward---

Huo Dongqing, who was originally arrogant, had a blue and white face. Finally, he was favored by Ye Jindong. He turned his head and scolded the three apprentices: "How many times I told you that this bed is too bad and you have to change it, but you always don't listen!"

Three apprentices: “…?!”

Look at me, and I look at you, all of you are confused.

"Okay, I won't bother with you guys-----clean up here quickly!" Huo Dongqing moved his shoulders, which were almost crushed, and ordered his three apprentices to say.

The three of them came to their senses and started to do things quickly. They took a broom and dustpan and began to clean up the ragged bed.

On this side, Huo Dongqing took a cigarette pot in his hand and took a sip of old cigarettes to calm his mind. Then he squinted his eyes and said to Ye Jindong: "Although I open the door to do business here, I see you are very sincere. I have collected the money for this ten thousand yuan. I can pick whatever I want!"

Ye Jindong smiled slightly and shouted at Daozai. Xiangzai and Ding Yaozu said, "Did you hear that? Thank you Master Huo!"

"Thank you, Master Huo!"

"Thank you, Master Huo!"

Huo Dongqing nodded and said to them: "Although my three apprentices are not good at learning skills, they have inherited 70% or 80% of my skills. Whether it is carving dragons and drawing tigers, or copying dragons and phoenixes, they are all lifelike, don't worry."

Daozi and the other two were laughing and joking, looking very happy.

"As for you---" Master Huo turned his head and looked at Ye Jindong again.

Ye Jindong hurried over and lowered his voice, "Sorry, Master Huo, I rarely bully the old man, I couldn't help it just now----It's better to do this. I'll let you get my back in a while and let you breathe!"

Huo Dongqing: “…?!”

It took me a long time to put it in a word: "Okay!"
Chapter completed!