death of hope

"I'll go! This is too shabby..."

Chaotangzheng complained:

"It looks like it's closed."

"That can't be done."

Alin knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Now, even she felt a little unsure;

"No way, could it be..."

"Has the Kyokushin Group been here?"

Chen Hong became alert, her quiet and lovely face suddenly became filled with murderous intent, she pulled out her pistol and loaded it with a "click".

·

"This is the Shanwanghui site. It's broad daylight. Don't dare to mess around."

Saying that, Chen Xing pulled the door open:

"Ha, it's not locked at all."

"Don't let down your guard." Saito Rinka walked in front with a gun, followed closely by the Chen brothers and sisters.

After the chaos broke out, Toru was protected in the middle.

·

The lights flickered on and off, and through the dark and narrow corridor, music came from not far away.

"Hey, it tastes good." Cheru also praised:

"Queen's 'Bohemian Rhapsody.'"

While listening, he also hummed a few words;

"

Is this the real life,

Is this real life?

Is this just fantasy -

Or maybe it's just a dream,

Mama, just killed a man,

Mom, I killed someone

Put a gun against his head,

Put a gun to his head

Pulled my trigger, now he's dead,

Pull the trigger and blow his brains out,

life had just begun,

life has just begun

But now I've gone and thrown it all away,

But I destroyed it with my own hands,

Mama, didn't mean to make you cry,

Mom, please don't cry for me,

If I'm not back again this time tomorrow,

If this time tomorrow, I haven't come back yet

Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters…

Please hold on, hold on, like everything,

None of it happened...

"

Following the music, she finally arrived at the store. A-Lin carefully lifted the bead curtain.

Seeing familiar people inside, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned off the safety, and put the pistol into his holster. ·

There were several young people sitting in the store with fashionable perms and earrings and nose rings.

They were sitting around the stereo, some were drinking, some were puffing, their heads swaying to the rhythm of the music.

Among them, the one with an afro perm and a big gold chain was the shop owner’s apprentice, and he greeted her warmly;

"Hey, Sister A-Lin, rare visitor~"

"You brats are just here to have fun, and you don't even entertain the guests when they come."

"I've been very busy lately, not much business~"

There are dozens of tattoo designs sealed in glass frames hanging on the wall, and there are three large thick books on the table.

Tetsuya walked over and looked through it with interest.

·

"This little guy wants a tattoo?"

"Yes." A Lin nodded.

"At his age, he has to keep up with the trend and get a fashionable tattoo~" Afro said:

"Tattoos alone are not enough. You also need to perm your hair, dye it with a gradient color, wear earrings and nose rings, etc., just to get the girl's designation.

You say so, little brother~"

·

Afro patted Tetsuya on the shoulder frivolously, thinking that he was a distant relative of A-Rin.

Treat him like a normal boy from the neighborhood.

Chen Hong frowned slightly, restlessly grasped the handle of the gun with her left hand, and then touched the handle of the knife.

"I suggest you be more respectful," Saito Rinhua said with a smile;

"This is the young master from the Shan family~"

·

After hearing this, the smile on Afro's face suddenly disappeared.

I felt my calves cramping, and my face turned livid with fright. I shouted to my companions:

"Stop playing around!

The stereo is off! Pour some good tea to entertain the distinguished guests! "

"Thank you, I don't drink tea,

Also, put on the music, I quite like listening to Queen. "

Tetsuya closed the book, looking a little disappointed:

"Aren't we talking about traditional tattoo shops? They all look like tacky and vulgar ones."

·

Afro-head shivered again with fright, swallowed, and said hesitantly:

"The brochure contains the most fashionable styles that most customers like, and... we will only tattoo these..."

Tetsuya raised his eyebrows; "The sign says traditional tattoos, but only fashionable and popular ones.

You’re just selling dog meat with a sheep’s head, deceiving customers, right~”

"Young ones don't dare!" The clerks were all frightened.

Thinking that Toruya was going to cut off their fingers like in the yakuza movies, they all knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Ouch!" Tetsuya quickly explained;

"I was just joking, I'm sorry, don't take it seriously..."

"They are just apprentices and are not qualified to learn traditional techniques." A Lin explained;

"Not everyone is qualified to get traditional tattoos. You have to be a high-ranking person and have a good reputation."

"That's right, this is what we want."

Tetsuya said to the afro:

"Brother, please excuse me and your master has come out~"