However.

Sulong's series of actions have long fallen into Liu Jianming's eyes.

Not to mention that Liu Jianming has the skill of "scene reappearance", even if he does not, the speed dragon's trick of concealing the world will never be hidden from Liu Jianming's magical eyes.

"VIP, your tattoo has been completed. Please see if you are satisfied." Sulong pretended to be calm and handed a mirror to Liu Jianming's hand, and at the same time led the other party to the front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, so that he could use the mirror in his hand to watch the tattoo on his back.

"Dali! Get up and have dinner!" Liu Jianming shouted at Niu Dali. The guy stuck the magazine on his face and lying on his back on the chair and was sleeping soundly.

"What? What?!" Niu Dali suddenly lifted the magazine on his face, looking confused.

"Come here, help me see how the tattoo on my back is!" Liu Jianming ordered Niu Dali. It doesn't matter whether the tattoo looks good or not. What is important is whether it is too different from the tattoo of Yuan Jiuqiqiang.

Niu Dali finally woke up from his sleep, and his brain became much clearer. He came to Liu Jianming's back and looked at the black sun tattoo carefully.

"Not bad, not bad, very good!" Niu Dali said, with his expression quite satisfied.

Fortunately, the black sun tattoo chosen by Jiufinger Johnson before his death is an ordinary tattoo map, which is available in ordinary tattoo shops. If you want to use a strange map, you may not be able to find the same one so easily.

Since even the confidant Niu Dali, who is nine-finger strong, is satisfied, it proves that the tattoo that has been tattooed must have really met the standards.

It also indirectly shows that the undercover agent Athlon has reached the point of perfection. It is really not easy to master such complex tattoos and exquisite craftsmanship.

At least if Liu Jianming had learned tattoos himself, it would be impossible for him to reach such a level of proficiency in three or five years.

After paying and putting on his clothes, Liu Jianming led Niu Dali to the tattoo shop.

"VIP walk slowly."

Athrone clasped his hands together and made a blessing gesture. Looking at the backs of the two, he showed a smile of a successful plan...

...

However.

I just left the tattoo shop gate and haven't walked far.

Liu Jianming took off the blessing pendant that had been put on his neck and threw it into the trash can on the roadside.

Niu Dali felt strange and asked quickly: "Brother Qiang, why did you throw away the pendant?"

"That...is that's it. I suddenly felt that this pendant was very unlucky. After throwing it away, I'm going to buy a new one." Liu Jianming fooled casually. Anyway, this kind of blessing pendant is very common in Thailand and can be sold at any temple entrance.

"Oh..." Niu Dali said oh, nodded, thinking to himself, "Captain Liu must think this is a relic of Brother Qiang's life, for fear of wearing it on his body to affect his luck, so he threw it away and replaced it with a new one...it must be like this..."

...

at the same time.

The Queque who lost her phone was almost crazy and was searching for Jiufenqiang on several streets nearby.

"Where did they go? Where did they go?! They obviously disappeared here before, so they shouldn't have gone too far?! I can't find my phone again. If Sir Zhuo can't contact me again, I'm really finished."

The bird was anxious.

Although Thailand is not too hot this season, she is already sweating profusely, her clothes are almost all wet, and her slender temples are mixed with sweat and sticking to her face, as if she had just had a violent sport that was ulterior motive.

No wonder Queque looked for Liu Jianming and Niu Dali for so long but failed because they stayed in a tattoo shop and had a tattoo and had a big sleep.

But the bird was so bitter that it almost cried.

She finally got into the police exam. Women were stricter than men in the exam. After graduation, she unfortunately made a mistake at work. If she hadn't been selected as an undercover agent by Zhuo Kai, she would have been beaten long ago.

Now, I just accepted an action, but the action not only failed, but the phone used to contact was stolen by the target person. This mistake is simply unforgivable. If Zhuo Kai knew about it, she would be dead!

"I must find Jiufingqiang as soon as possible. I must get my phone back, no matter what the price is paid!"

The Bichon made a poisonous oath in his heart.

I don’t know if Tian really heard her vow, but finally the figure of Jiuzhiqiang and Niu Dali appeared at the entrance of the alley in front.

"Oh, my god! God is really blessing me! Isn't that the Jiufing Strong? When I get my phone back, I must go to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha."

Queque swears in his heart that he is so happy that he is almost crazy.

She quickly chased Jiuzhiqiang and Niu Dali's backs, running too fast, and even ignored the dome hat on her head that was blown away by the wind.

"Sir, sir!" Que Bi screamed.

Finally, when Jiuzhiqiang and Niu Dali walked into the alley, they caught up with the two.

"That...sir... can you give me your phone back?" Queque begged Liu Jianming panting. She was so angry that she was so angry that she was flushed. She didn't know if it was hot or embarrassed or shy.

Liu Jianming looked back and found that the woman was the beautiful girl who collided with him before and tried to pickpocket him, and the female undercover who used Kang's password to contact her superiors.

Before Liu Jianming could speak, Niu Dali exploded first.

Niu Dali grabbed Que's collar and shouted, "Oh, it turns out that it's you little thief! Why don't you learn? Learn to steal things from others! Now you still have the courage to come back to ask for your phone. Damn, I'll kill you!"

Niu Dali stared at the bull's eyes and waved his five-finger slap his pretty face.

As soon as Queque closed her eyes, she was about to resist a slap. She was ready to use her bitter trick to get her phone back. It didn't matter if she got a little beaten.

When we successfully send these two guys to the French Open, we have time to take revenge and seek face.

"My mother, let you be proud for a moment now!" Queque thought to himself, and decided to endure humiliation for the time being.

"Da Li!" Liu Jianming spoke in time to stop Niu Dali's reckless actions. The guy's big slap of the palm of his palm finally did not fall on Que Bi's face.

"No matter what, this woman is my colleague. It's okay to punish her a little bit. Beating a woman is not something worth showing off." Liu Jianming said in his heart.

Queque closed his eyes and shrank his head. Seeing Jiuzhi forced his words to stop, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. After all, it was naturally a good thing to not be beaten.

"Brother Qiang, this little thief steals your things. Do you really plan to just forget it? If you don't teach her a lesson, she probably won't remember it at all." Niu Dali stared at Queque hatred and said to Liu Jianming.

Liu Jian waved his hand clearly, signaling the latter to be calm and look at Queque: "Miss, have you made a mistake? Maybe you recognized the wrong person? You want to find a mobile phone, why do you ask me for it?"

Of course, the phone cannot be returned to her so easily, without giving her a lesson, so that she can realize the cruelty of being an undercover agent. She may make another mistake in the future and make another mistake.

For the undercover, failure largely means-
Chapter completed!