Chapter 25: The Most Awesome Tattoo

  That evening, after dinner, the old man started tattooing Tang Feng. To avoid delaying progress, his three apprentices also began to tattoo Xu Qiang and others. It's worth mentioning that Yin Fei, this little girl, seemed to be very interested in tattoos as well. Under her persistent requests, Tang Feng finally compromised and agreed to let her get one too, after he finished his own tattoo, since manpower was limited.

  From this day on, Tang Feng lived in agony of countless needle pricks every day.

  Time has flown to the end of September, and Tang Feng and his group have been here for almost a month. Xu Qiang's tattoo is already finished, but the old man said that Tang Feng's will take at least seven more days to complete.

  Xu Qiang's tattoo is very special, it is a python dragon, the dragon tail is located on the left thigh, the dragon body starts from the waist and spirals up to the neck, the huge dragon head lies across the chest, one sudden left hand crosses the chest, tightly grasping the python dragon's neck giving people a very domineering feeling. Wen Lao's three apprentices asked while tattooing: "Why do you want to tattoo a python dragon? Isn't it good enough to just tattoo a dragon? Although the python dragon also has the word 'dragon', after all, it is not a real dragon."

  Xu Qiang said: "Not everyone in this world can be a dragon, in my eyes only the boss is worthy of being a dragon, I am already very satisfied with being able to have a tattoo of a python dragon."

  Guan Zhiyong's tattoo is the most bizarre, with two vines climbing up his arm, covered in small yellow flowers, and finally opening into a huge, gorgeous flower on his abdomen. This flower is called the Hell Flower, also known as the Death Flower, and it's said that anyone who sees this flower will not live to tell the tale. In Guan Zhiyong's words: "I like this flower, from today on, I'll be like this flower, and with my dagger in hand, I'll end the life of anyone who dares to mess with me or my brothers."

  Wang Sheng was the most helpless one. Originally, there was a powerful downhill tiger on his shoulder, but compared to the two of them, it was really too childish. In the end, under the suggestion of several apprentices of Wen Lao, he tattooed a ferocious evil spirit on his chest, with his left hand holding a fork and his right hand grasping the downhill tiger at the shoulder, feeling quite cool.

  After these people got tattoos, they went topless all day, looking very domineering. As a result, Yinfei stayed in her room every day thinking about what she should get tattooed.

  Three days later, after dinner in the afternoon, Tang Feng followed Wen Lao to continue his tattoo career. Yin Fei quietly pulled Wen Lao's eldest apprentice aside and said: "Brother Wen, I've decided what I want to get a tattoo of. Can you do it for me now?"

  "Oh? What tattoo do you want?" asked the senior apprentice.

  Yin Fei looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to her. She quietly took out a piece of paper from her pocket and said, "It's this one."

  The apprentice took the paper and looked at it, exclaiming in surprise: "The pattern is drawn well, the effect of the texture should be very good, did you draw it yourself?"

  Yin Fei nodded shyly.

  "Alright, okay, wait for me to finish washing the dishes and we'll start. This pattern isn't very complicated, it'll be done in 2 days." After staying at Wen's house for a few days, Yin Fei had already gotten used to it. All the household chores were taken care of by the three brothers on a rotating basis, one person per day. She had tried to help several times but was stopped each time.

  "Alright, I'll go take a look at brother's tattoo first. You come find me there later." Said Yin Fei as she walked towards the private room.

  Four days passed, and it had been a month since they arrived. The weather was also starting to cool down. This day marked the moment when several people lifted their veil and started "being human" again, and it was also Tang Feng's last time getting a tattoo.

  Today, when getting a tattoo, perhaps because of good mood or perhaps already numb, Tang Feng surprisingly didn't feel any pain, until 11 o'clock at night, Wen Lao let out a heavy sigh and said: "Finally finished, ah, not admitting defeat is not an option, it's all a bit unbearable.

  This tattoo has been going on for a whole month, and Wen Lao's originally weak body has become even thinner, not far from the state of being skin and bones.

  Tang Feng stood up and looked at his tattoo in the mirror, saying to Wen Lao: "Wen Lao, I still can't see any difference."

  The old man gave Tang Feng a white eye and said, "Nonsense, if it could be seen at a glance, would the old man have worked so hard? Let's go, come with me first."

  When the two returned to the room, several others had already been waiting here. If it weren't for Wen Lao saying that today was the most critical moment and not allowing several people to go disturb him, these few people would have squeezed into the secret room to wait a long time ago.

  "Boss, are you done with your tattoo? Quickly show us!" Xu Qiang excitedly ran up and shouted.

  Tang Feng ruthlessly knocked on his head and said: "What's with the yelling? Can't you speak softly?" After that, he took off his clothes.

  Only to see the front of Tangfeng embroidered with a very large six-winged angel, his feet on Tangfeng's navel, his hands holding up a huge sword, and the six wings behind him extending all the way to his back.

  Tang Feng took a step forward that day, and it seemed as if the six wings were also moving forward, flapping with the movement of his muscles.

  Everyone was fascinated by the tattoos on Tang Feng's body. Xu Qiang rubbed his eyes and said, "Damn, boss, these tattoos are too cool." Yin Fei also came forward and grabbed Tang Feng's hand, saying, "Brother, your tattoos look great."

  The old man saw the crowd's lackluster appearance, poured a bowl of wine, and hummed with satisfaction: "Hmph, look at your mediocre state, come, young one, drink this bowl of wine, what happens next is the main course."

  Tang Feng took the wine handed over by Wen Lao with a slightly puzzled expression, and after drinking it in one gulp, he furrowed his brow and wiped his mouth. Just as Tang Feng was about to ask something, Yin Fei suddenly exclaimed, "Ah, brother's tattoo has come alive! You guys take a look!"

  At this time, the angel on Tang Feng's body had completely changed its appearance, without any of its previous holy aura. Now it looked like a demon god, the angel was still the same angel, but different now were the angel's eyes which had turned blood red, and the giant sword in its hand had been embedded with a layer of red edge, while on the slightly open wings behind appeared clear red veins, even more strange was that at the angel's feet appeared piles of skulls.

  "Too perfect, this is simply a work of art. This tattoo paired with Boss's former angry face is absolutely divine, it's really, really too beautiful."

  But Wen Lao's several apprentices were slightly red-eyed and choked with emotion, saying: "Finally saw it, finally saw Master's most proud work."

  Tang Feng looked at his tattoo through the mirror, and only then did he understand what Wen Lao meant. This tattoo really matched him well. The sacred look was just like his usual calm appearance, while this demon-like image now perfectly matched his angry expression. It was too shocking.

  Several people had been discussing and evaluating Tang Feng's tattoo for a long time. When the tattoo returned to its original appearance, Wang Sheng asked: "Wen Lao, this red color should be the pigeon blood tattoo, right? I've heard that tattoos made with pigeon blood can't be seen normally, only after intense exercise or drinking alcohol can they be seen."

  "Indeed it is, but this pigeon blood of mine is very precious. Ordinary pigeon blood tattoos are prone to allergic reactions, whereas mine won't. Hmm, the effect isn't bad either, haha, old man, I've finally completed this nearly perfect piece in my lifetime."

  Xu Qiang also flattered: "Wen Lao, just this one tattooing skill of yours is enough to make you never worry about food and drink for the rest of your life. Tsk tsk, with tattoos like Boss's, if you show them off outside, people will be lining up all the way to Beijing to get a tattoo from you."

  The old man looked at Xu Qiang with a foolish expression and said, "Do you think this is something that can be casually tattooed? I've been waiting for 5 years to find the right person, 5 years! How many more 5-year periods do I have left?"