Two days later, Shang Biao and the old Taoist took advantage of the night to get ashore at a port in Yangcheng.

"The development of the country is changing with each passing day. When I left that year, the vicinity was still deserted. Apart from the few dilapidated fishing boats docked by the sea, there was no crowd at all. It was not as bright as it is now."

The old Taoist looked at the colorful neon lights not far away and felt a lot of emotion.

"Uncle Master, someone is here."

When Shang Biao saw the old Taoist's thoughts dissipated, he reminded him.

"Well, this dog's nose is really good. It seems that Paisen's auction was noticed by the people from the Viain Group.

Let's go, the old man Cheng You's residence is still a little far away from this."

The old Taoist took a look at the direction of the visitor and quickly disappeared with Shang Biao.

"Boss, what should I do? I didn't intercept anyone!"

Shortly after they disappeared, three figures in uniform black uniforms appeared where Shang Biao was just now.

"Well, let me think about it. There seems to be a good seafood porridge nearby. Xiao Wu, please treat me. Let's go and try it!"

The man in the lead rubbed a pill of eye poop and said lazyly after hitting Hache.

"Boss, why did I treat you again? And even if you treat you, it doesn't matter, but now is the time to have a midnight snack, and those two very dangerous guys have been lost by us!

No, we didn’t follow us at all, and we didn’t even see the figure. How can we explain to the boss after we go back!"

"I'm fine, I didn't see that Brother Zhou still had the heart to have midnight snacks, so I definitely didn't worry about the boss' accountability. Xiao Wu, you just joined our security team and didn't know something. I'll teach you how to be good. In the future, when I see Brother Zhou like this, I'll be relieved to eat and drink."

Another patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder, with a relaxed smile on his face.

"It's still Xiaochun understands me. Will I cheat you? Let's have some late-night snacks."

The leading man took out his cell phone, sent a message, and took his two subordinates away.

In an office in a building in the center of Yangcheng City, an old man in a silk jacket looked at the message displayed on his phone and clicked to delete it casually.

"Director, I'm afraid it's hard to explain to the headquarters if I just let the 'Ghost Thunder' enter the country without taking measures?"

"Who said that no measures were taken? Didn't you ask you to notify Qingwei's delegation?"

“But~”

"Okay, these two people have the Qingwei Sect to solve it, so let's not cause trouble. The world is not as peaceful as you imagined. The responsibility of our security team is security. As long as the guy "Ghost Thunder" doesn't make too much trouble, don't worry about it.

The old guy is now barefoot and is not afraid of wearing shoes. He has not returned to China for decades. This time he suddenly appears, probably to resolve his past grudges.

There are also the young man who cannot find out the investigation. Haha, I guess he is also from there. Qingwei Sect may really suffer a big loss this time."

The old man said, showing a sarcastic smile on his lips, looking into the distance and wondering what he was thinking.

......

"It's just here, it's really deserted."

Shang Biao wore a pair of sunglasses and glanced at the tattoo shop in front of him that was bleak and deserted.

"You can't be wrong. I can smell the stinking smell of that old alcoholic body, even through a few walls."

The old Taoist sniffed and frowned and pushed open the glass door of the tattoo shop.

"Two guys~ tattoos?"

The young man who was dozing off on the table was awakened by the sound of the door opening, rubbed his eyes and asked in confusion.

The old Taoist ignored her and patrolled the store for a week, sitting carelessly on the sofa in the waiting area.

"Look for someone to tell you that Master Yinshan sent an old friend to visit."

Shang Biao took off his glasses, looked at the young man with his narrow triangle eyes for a moment, and said.

The young man was cold all over when Shang Biao looked at him. He was stunned for a while before he came to his senses. He quickly got up from behind the cash register and took out his cell phone.

"Yinshan Sect? You wait and don't mess with them, I'll come later."

An old sound came from the receiver of the phone, and then hung up the call.

"Two, have some tea, my master will come in a while."

The young man held a disposable paper cup on the coffee table in the rest area. The old Taoist looked at the inferior tea leaves and asked, "Your surname is Cheng, too? Could it be the illegitimate child hidden by the old alcoholic, right?"

The young man wore a shirt with the words "Chief Tattooist Cheng Qiong" embroidered on his shirt, revealing his name.

"You're joking~"

"Fuck me, if I have a son, I will hide it until now. I think who is here? It turns out that it is your dead bone. Why, I finally want to come back from that poor and remote place!"

Without waiting for Cheng Qiong to explain, the glass door was pushed open, and a bearded man was yelling and walked in.

"Master Cheng, I'm here to find you this time."

Seeing that the two old men, who were over 100 years old in total, were like children, were going to fight each other, Shang Biao stood up and said.

"You are the one again? You don't have the rotten smell of Yinshan School on your body. What does it have to do with this dead bone?"

"Yinshan School, guard the good."

Although Shang Biao met Cheng You before, he did not say his original name. The cinema regulations must be followed. Of course, if someone guessed it himself, it would have nothing to do with him.

"Shoushan, your name is really sarcastic. Let's talk about it, why are you tattooing me? I'll make it in advance. Looking at the dead bones, the picture of the front can help you tattoo. If it's an evil picture or a ghost thorn picture, don't talk about it."

After Cheng You said that, he picked up the water cup handed over by his apprentice and took a sip.

Shang Biao didn't say anything, but just turned over most of his chest.

"Puff, cough cough..."

Cheng You sprayed a mouthful of water on his apprentice, coughing repeatedly.

"This, this..."

The old drunkard seemed to have turned into an old pervert, looking at the Qiongqi tattoo on his body with great obsession. He even stretched out his hand to touch and feel the textured thorns.

Shang Biao pulled the clothes back on before Cheng You touched the tattoo with Qiongqi.

"Master Cheng should see how extraordinary my tattoo is. I want to ask if there is any way to wash it off or eliminate the hidden dangers in it."

"It's really a masterpiece, a masterpiece. There are such tattoos in the world. I wonder which senior's masterpiece is it?"

Cheng You did not answer Shang Biao's question, and still looked at his chest obsessively.

"It's not convenient to disclose this. Can Master Cheng do my request?"

Strictly speaking, this Qiongqi tattoo is also a type of cinema prop, and people in the real world cannot see it.

However, Shang Biao also consulted the theater when he came back this time, and the answer he got was that the Qiongqi beast on him was a special soul and enjoyed some of the actor's rights after the audience voted.

If he is successfully captured by Qiongqi, then Qiongqi will inherit his identity and all his property skills, which naturally includes the vacation benefits of returning to the real world.
Chapter completed!