Urban Most Awesome Dad

Chapter 209: Do You Need Subtitles?_1

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“Now tell me, who’s the chickenshit?” Xu Fan still didn’t release the foreigner’s hand, still twisting it hard.

The excruciating pain made the foreigner’s forehead bead with sweat, and now he was absolutely certain that the 250-kilogram barbell Xu Fan lifted with two fingers was definitely not faked.

“I am the chickenshit, both of us are chickenshits!” the foreigner gasped, humbly answering Xu Fan.

“Good!” Xu Fan nodded, withdrew his hand, and with a kick, sent the foreigner sprawling to the ground.

“With such a booming tourism industry in Yulou Ancient Town, surely there isn’t a lack of tattoo artists, right?” Xu Fan asked Zhao Dong.

“Yes, we have them, we have them. Our Yulou Management Company even has a collaboration with a dedicated tattoo artist, I’ll call one for you right now,” Zhao Dong said to Xu Fan, beaming with joy.

Although he knew Xu Fan wouldn’t lose, seeing him deal with the annoying foreigners so satisfyingly still gave Zhao Dong a feeling of immense relief. Now, he was even more eager for the martial arts techniques Xu Fan would teach him.

But before learning the martial arts techniques, they had to impart a little lesson on the arrogant foreigners.

Zhao Dong took out his phone and called a tattoo parlor in Yulou Ancient Town.

“Hey, Xiao Dao, come to Yulou Gym with your portable kit right now, immediately. Have the customers in your store wait, hurry up. There’s an urgent matter here, and if you can’t make it in three minutes, don’t bother keeping your shop in Yulou Ancient Town any longer!” Zhao Dong harshly demanded over the phone.

“Alright, Dong ge, I’m on my way!”

In a tattoo shop in Yulou Ancient Town, a young tattoo artist was inking a fierce dragon on the back of a bald boss. When he received the call, he didn’t hesitate, he just dashed toward the Yulou Gym, leaving the tattooed bald boss confused.

Going to the gym, what for? Did a boss sweat off his tattoo while working out? The bald boss chuckled to himself, bewildered.

Xu Fan and Zhao Dong waited for less than two minutes before they saw a young man with a somewhat handsome face running over in a panic, holding a set of tattooing tools in his hand.

“Dong ge, I got here on time,” the tattoo artist said to Zhao Dong, as if to take credit.

His shop hadn’t been free from trouble with hooligans, who complained about the quality or had issues with the tattoos, resulting in him not only making no money but also losing a fair amount.

Thankfully, the Yulou Management Company, particularly Zhao Dong who was more righteous, helped him out with several fights and got his shop back on its feet. This allowed his tattoo business to keep running. Therefore, Xiao Dao had always admired Zhao Dong immensely, and without much discussion, he hurried to the gym upon hearing Zhao Dong’s command.

“Tattoo ‘dumbass’ on the left side of their faces and ‘chickenshit’ on the right!” Zhao Dong pointed at the two muscular men on the ground.

“Bro, you’re making it difficult for me, who tattoos faces like this? And with these words? How would they go outside after this?” Xiao Dao said to Zhao Dong, feeling uncomfortable.

“I say, you kid, you don’t listen to Dong ge’s words now, huh? If I tell you to tattoo, you tattoo!” Zhao Dong scolded Xiao Dao sternly.

“Zhao Dong, don’t scare the kid!” Xu Fan patted Xiao Dao’s shoulder and said to Zhao Dong.

“Yes, young master,” Zhao Dong immediately calmed down, his face returning to a nonchalant expression.

“Kid, just now these two were calling Yan Country people ‘dumbasses’ and ‘chickenshits’. I made a bet with them, saying whoever loses gets a tattoo on their face. They’ve been put down by me, now it’s up to you whether to tattoo them or not,” Xu Fan said slowly to the tattoo artist Xiao Dao.

“What? They dared to call us Yan Country people ‘chickenshits’!” Xiao Dao was instantly enraged.

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“I am a witness, I can testify!” Da Zhuang chimed in from the side.

“Dammit, today these words have got to be inked!” Xiao Dao’s patriotic fervor surged upon hearing these people daring to show such disdain for the people of his motherland. They were just two foreigners. Since they’ve come to Yan Country to run wild, let’s send them back with humiliation.

“Big brother, I’ll do the tattoo. I guarantee you’ll be satisfied! And I can throw in English subtitles under it if you’d like, do you want them?” Xiao Dao, abandoning his previous hesitation, decisively said to Xu Fan.

“Ha-ha, you’re really something else!” Xu Fan waved his hand and said, “Add it!”

“Right away!” Xiao Dao agreed, deftly taking out his tools.

Tattooing a few characters was nothing more than a simple task for a skilled tattoo artist like him.

Seeing a real tattoo artist coming and about to tattoo English subtitles on their faces, the two foreigners on the ground panicked and scrambled to get up.

Xu Fan and Zhao Dong each fiercely kicked one of the foreigners, and they immediately settled down.

Xiao Dao was skilled, and his hands were very steady. In less than five minutes, the faces of the two men were engraved with eight characters and four English words.

“Scram, and remember to bring a mask next time you come to Yan Country!” Xu Fan said loftily to the two men on the ground.

“I’m talking to you, now scram!” Zhao Dong also kicked one of the foreigners, saying fiercely.

The two men quickly got up, covered their faces with their hands, and fled the gym in a panic.

After the commotion was over, Xu Fan waved his hand to dismiss the onlookers and took Zhao Dong to a private training room in the gym.

Zhao Dong had already absorbed the effects of the Strengthening Pill. Now he was ready to begin cultivating Martial Arts Techniques.

Xu Fan instructed Zhao Dong on the key points of learning, sticking to the old three-step teaching method he used for the War Wolf Squad.

A demonstration, leading through the movements, and breaking down the technique.

After three iterations, Xu Fan left Zhao Dong to his own devices. How far Zhao Dong could go depended on his own destiny.

After going over the precautions, Xu Fan began to focus his energy and spirit, then methodically executed the Martial Master fighting techniques.

Zhao Dong also opened his eyes wide, his brain recording every single movement of Xu Fan’s, fearful of missing a step.

After the demonstration was finished, Zhao Dong followed through the movements with Xu Fan. While watching Xu Fan, the movements seemed incredibly simple. Only when Zhao Dong actually started to execute them did he realize how difficult they were. To perform them properly was extremely hard; he could hardly do a single movement correctly.

After leading Zhao Dong through the sequence, Xu Fan broke down all the movements and explained each one to Zhao Dong again.

The three-step process took half an hour.

Having taught him, Xu Fan left Zhao Dong with a “practice on your own,” and quickly exited the private training room.