After finishing the gold chain, the most important thing left is tattoos.

This thing is a bit difficult for me, because I have always been very repulsive of this thing.

Because the origin of tattoos is actually a bit tragic. It was originally popular in the US Navy, and many people don’t know the reason for their tattoos at all.

The reason for their tattoos is actually quite cruel, because if the navy died in the sea, the body would be soaked, and then they could not tell who was who was. In order to let their family identify their bodies, they thought of such a way to tattoo their family patterns.

Unexpectedly, this thing suddenly became popular and became a popular culture that was non-mainstream and young and dandy.

Of course, this is just one reason why I reject it.

The main reason is that I am afraid of pain.

This is not a joke, it is just a needle pricking your flesh. If it doesn’t hurt, it’s a bragging thing.

So I stood in the tattoo room and hesitated for a long time, but in the end I didn’t dare to walk in.

When I finally mustered up the courage to go in, I saw a girl standing there, her pants were stripped to a secret position, and the tattoo artist tattooed a line of words on her skin near that place. I looked carefully and said: This life is exclusive, followed by a few symbols that I can't understand.

This is what a girl in love looks like. In order to prove her sincerity in love, she tattooed such a thing.

This girl is pretty, but I think her brain is really a bit bad, because I think this is absolutely stupid because you can never guarantee that that person will always be by your side.

I was thinking, if her next boyfriend took off her pants when she was sleeping with her, and when she saw the tattoo, she found that her ex had enclosed her territory, she would probably have become soft immediately.

The girl grinned in pain, but she was still strong and didn't scream.

After she finished tattooing, she looked in the mirror and left satisfied.

"Handsome guy, what do you want to tattoo?" The tattoo artist came over.

"I...what do you guys have? Let me see."

"Okay, wait a moment." The tattoo artist immediately brought me a booklet, "This is the most popular new model this year, and many celebrities have tattooed this."

I turned around a few pages and put them down, "Is there anything else?"

“Yes, there are.”

He said that, bringing me several large booklets.

I flipped it a few more times, but closed it, "Is there anything else?"

The tattoo artist was stunned, "Didn't you like this?"

"Um."

"It doesn't matter. If you have any favorite pattern, you can take it out. I'll give you a pattern to ensure that it will be 100% restored." He said.

"No, I'm not thinking about it, so I'm asking for your advice." I said.

He brought a few more books, but I was not very satisfied because the patterns were so complicated that I just wanted to find a simpler one.

"Do you have that kind..."

"What kind?" He was obviously a little impatient.

"It's the kind with less patterns." I said, "the simpler one."

"Are you afraid of pain?" the tattoo artist said a little disdainfully, "You are afraid of pain and you still run away from me to tattoo? You can buy stickers and post them to save trouble."

"What did you say about you? Which eye did you see that I was afraid of pain? I said what kind of service attitude you are! I'm not tattooing on you yet!"

Although I am indeed afraid of pain, his attitude has indeed angered me!

I walked out of his shop cursingly, and then...the streets were looking for places to sell stickers.

Hard work pays off, and I really found a tattoo imitation sticker. I didn’t put it too much. If I put it on both arms, it would be vulgar. I could only be an ordinary gangster. The real brothers have a spider or scorpion tattooed on the neck.

After this, all my outfits were ready. I was wearing the big gold chain and the scorpion tattoo crawling out of my neck. I suddenly felt a sense of self-righteous momentum and domineering aura.

This time it's done!

I bought a meal for Aunt Mei on the street, and then called her excitedly to deliver food to her.

"No need, that's so far." Aunt Mei said.

"It's okay, I'm near your company." I said.

Aunt Mei was quite happy when she heard this, "I just happened to be so busy that I didn't have any food, so you can bring it to me."

I took the meal and went to Mei Aunt Mei's company. Next, it was my performance time.

In order to play this underworld well, I have put in a lot of effort to study it and have specially summarized a set of "Qin's performance rules", which is finally coming in handy now.

The first rule of ‘Qin’s performance rules’ is that you are always arrogant when walking, and your eyes are fierce, and you look like “what are you looking at” must shock others from the eyes.

So from the first person I met when I joined Aunt Mei’s company, I turned on the performance mode.

Sure enough, this trick did work. When everyone saw me, they hurriedly looked away and did not dare to look at me. Even in the elevator, those people retreated to me and kept a certain safe distance from me.

Not bad, very good, I felt secretly proud. It seems that the efforts of the past few days have not been in vain, and the effect is still very significant.

A good start is half the success, and the beginning has already satisfied me enough. Next, it is time to scare Aunt Mei's colleagues and boss.

Aunt Mei was waiting for me at the door of the company. When she saw me dressed like this, she was shocked. She confirmed for a long time before she confirmed that it was me.

"You...you...you're..."

"Oh, let's have a rest, wear casually." I said lightly.

"You call this casual?" said Aunt Mei, "Where did you get such a thick chain? Isn't your neck sore?"

"Let's go, hurry in and have a meal, stop talking."

I hurriedly pulled her into the company, and Aunt Mei took me to the living room of the company. I sat there, staring at the colleagues who had passed by, especially when the male colleagues passed by, I immediately showed a fierce look. When her colleagues saw me, they couldn't help but be stunned. They looked at us in surprise, and didn't even say anything to Aunt Mei.

I was very proud. It turned out that the feeling of being afraid of others was like this. This feeling is really good!

"I said you're okay?" Aunt Mei looked at me while eating, "Your outfit scared our colleagues."

I laughed in my heart. This is the effect I want, but said, "It's not that it's not."

"No, you'd better leave first." Aunt Mei said, "Otherwise, they would have misunderstood and thought I had made friends with hooligans in society, so how could people think of me?"

"Hey, I've delivered you food from so far away, and you drove me away?" I said, "Isn't it so sad?"

"But...you...are too..."

"What's too much?"
Chapter completed!