I kept my buzz cut, but my hair was missing in the temples. When I looked carefully, it was a pattern of a knife and a scimitar, which was very delicate.

The most important thing is that he wears a nose ring, earring, eye ring, and face ring, which is very strange. He directly penetrates the organs, making him look a little cunning. Just like those monsters in TV series.

"Um?"

Ye Chenfeng frowned, he was guessing if there was any problem with the information.

Logically speaking, the tattoo artist is at least a middle-aged man, but now he looks less than thirty, which surprised Ye Chenfeng very much.

The ghost worker stared at Ye Chenfeng with interest, his fiery eyes as if he was admiring a work of art.

"Are you a ghost craftsman?" Ye Chenfeng asked after tightening his thoughts.

The tattoo artist nodded while revealing a strange color in his eyes: "It's me, are you here to have a tattoo?"

Ye Chenfeng found that the ghost craftsman was extremely calm. Even if he threw those people out just now, he was very calm.

"The people who come to you are basically giving you tattoos, but I am not!" Ye Chenfeng said.

The ghost worker's face tightened and became more vigilant: "Then what are you doing here?"

Before Ye Chenfeng could answer, he continued: "I only have tattoos and don't do anything else."

“…”

A few black lines appeared on Ye Chenfeng's forehead, saying as if he was going to do anything to him.

"hey-hey……"

Looking at Ye Chenfeng, the ghost worker actually smiled like a slutty smile, as if he saw a naked woman.

His eyes are naked and extremely aggressive.

Just when Ye Chenfeng was about to doubt the sexual orientation of the ghost worker, the ghost worker spoke: "Oh my God, you were sent by God to help me complete the great work."

"Um?"

Ye Chenfeng couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"Your muscle strength and your body are so perfect, it has always been what I want to look for. I will complete the greatest work on you!" The ghost worker said excitedly as if he opened the conversation.

Ye Chenfeng only realized now that this guy wanted to have a tattoo on his body.

"How do you know my muscle strength?" Ye Chenfeng asked.

"When you threw those people out just now, I calculated your muscle strength. Your fat content should be around 4:2. Put it on the basketball court, a man close to God." The ghost worker looked at Ye Chenfeng and said.

Ye Chenfeng looked shocked because the ghost worker was right. His fat content was 4.2%, and he could accurately say the values ​​by just observing the naked eye.

Ye Chenfeng became solemn for the first time, and ghost craftsmanship is not simple.

Ye Chenfeng looked disdainful and sneered: "The greatest work? Is it a bit over?"

Hearing Ye Chenfeng say this, the ghost craftsman said with great interest: "Don't compare me with others. I use the oldest tattoo method. I guess I am the only one who masters this method in China."

"Crash!"

As he said that, the ghost worker picked up the toolbox beside him and opened it.

"Ga!"

Ye Chenfeng was stunned because the tool box was full of needles, and I don’t know how many more needles were used than medical acupuncture.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng listening carefully, the ghost craftsman became even more excited. A light shot out from his eyes and said excitedly: "I never use a tattoo device, it's okay for ordinary people. But when facing your muscle strength, I'm afraid the needle of the tattoo device can't even penetrate half a centimeter, while my ancient tattoo method is as little as three centimeters and five centimeters. So I said your body was sent by God."

“666!”

Ye Chenfeng couldn't help but give a thumbs up, but then said, "But brother, I'm here to ask you something. Not for a tattoo."

In an instant, the joy on the ghost worker's face disappeared and he became gloomy. He was so relaxed and his personality was moody.

"What are you going to ask?" the ghost worker couldn't help asking.

"Did you know there is an old lama in the capital?" Ye Chenfeng asked.

Then Ye Chenfeng looked at the ghost worker and added: "It's the old lama who is active in the dark era of the capital!"

This is actually Ye Chenfeng's cliché. He was just guessing that the dark era in the capital had something to do with the old lama, and it is unknown whether it was the exact one.

The ghost worker's expression has not changed, and his expression has almost no slight turbulence, which makes Ye Chenfeng a little disappointed.

"You actually know the dark age, and it seems that you are prepared. No matter how I hide it, it is useless. I didn't expect that I have been hiding for so many years, but I was still found." The ghost worker admitted frankly, and even said bluntly that he was hiding.

"call!"

Seeing the ghost worker's behavior, Ye Chenfeng breathed a sigh of relief. There was no problem with Adolf's intelligence, and the ghost worker did not hide it.

"I can tell you what you want to know, but I have a condition..." The ghost worker paused.

"The condition is that you want to give me a tattoo?"

Ye Chenfeng doesn’t have to think about what the ghost craft is going to do.

"That's right! It's about completing my greatest work in you!" The ghost worker laughed.

Ye Chenfeng raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "What if I don't?"

The ghost worker smiled: "Then don't want to know what you want."

"Haha, are you threatening me?" Ye Chenfeng's eyes shot out two lightnings, staring at him.

The ghost worker nodded calmly: "You can understand this way!"

Ye Chenfeng twisted his head: "You may not know, I hate the people who threaten me the most!"

After saying that, Ye Chenfeng was like a demon king, exuding a powerful aura on his body, instantly locking in the ghost worker.

"I seem to be underestimating you!"

The ghost worker smiled, but there was no look of panic in his eyes.

"Dang lang lang..."

However, in an instant, it seemed like a hurricane was raging in the tattoo shop. The knives and needles on the table seemed to give life, and they kept clanging and making a crisp metal sound. They seemed to be shooting out like a flying knife immediately.

There was a tense atmosphere in the room, and the battle was about to break out.

"Speak everything you know and don't force me to let you speak." Ye Chenfeng's mouth had a cruel curve, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"Haha, you're too confident. But you underestimate me."

The ghost craftsman smiled indifferently, his body moved, and an invisible force surged out like a flood and a beast.

"Tanish Kung Fu?"

Ye Chenfeng's eyes narrowed and his breathing became solemn.

"Bang!"

The stove used for heating in the middle of the house seemed to be corroded by termites. When it came into contact with invisible power, it instantly collapsed and scattered fragilely all over the ground.

"Swish!"
Chapter completed!