(Now the collection is just a few short, and it will break through three digits. I hope brothers who don’t have collections can collect it. Whether there will be three updates tonight depends on the brothers)
Okay, it was really good. He actually put the idea on my head. He smiled coldly in his heart. Without saying anything, Zhou Chen took out ten yuan from his bag and threw it on the counter.
He left through the gate. Originally, Zhou Chen was planning to teach the other party a lesson, but when he saw that the other party was just a gangster and a little girl, he gave up the idea of taking action.
Zhou Chen wanted to settle the matter, but there was someone who was unwilling to let him go. Just when Zhou Chen was about to step out of the gate of Dihao, a cold shout came from behind Zhou Chen, "Stop."
Soon, someone blocked Zhou Chen's way, but it was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties and had a sexy moustache. This middle-aged man with a moustache was what everyone called Lao Zheng, Lao Zheng.
His nickname is Zheng Wenlong, and people who know him well call him Lao Zheng. Because he has a sexy mustache, some people also call him Brother Beard.
"What? Are you still not allowed to leave?" Zhou Chen glanced at Zheng Wenlong coldly and said, being treated as a fat sheep for no reason, no one has a good temper, let alone Zhou Chen.
"I've heard of people eating Bawang meals, but I've never heard of people getting a haircut without paying for it. If you want to leave, you can just give me the money for the haircut first."
"No money? When have I never given money?" Zhou Chen pointed at the ten banknotes on the counter and said.
"You... don't make excuses. We obviously need eight hundred and eighty yuan, but you only gave ten yuan. You are considered to have given money. Is that because I fancy a diamond ring worth tens of thousands and throw it away?
If you give ten yuan to the diamond ring boss, you can take away the diamond ring."
"How can you tell me that it's a loss of eight hundred and eighty yuan? It's clearly written there that it's sixty yuan for washing, cutting, and blowing. How come in the blink of an eye, you doubled the price more than ten times? Are you the one who raises the price like this?"
"Sixty yuan for a wash, cut and blow-dry is good, but you didn't just wash, cut and blow-dry, you also asked No. 8 to design your hair. No. 8 is our chief hairstylist at Emgrand. Normally, No. 8 would design your hair.
, we all charge one thousand yuan, but today we only charge you eight hundred and eighty, which is already a very good deal."
"Don't bully me. This number eight is your chief designer, but he usually only charges a hundred to design a hair style. Why did he get an increase of ten times when he came to me? Is he thinking I'm good?"
You can’t bully.”
Seeing that Zhou Chen actually knew the inside story so well, Zheng Wenlong couldn't help but lose his temper and froze for a moment, "You have nothing to say. If you have nothing to say, just get out of my way." It's really hard to care too much with such a person.
Lost Zhou Chen’s identity.
"Hmph, if you don't leave me the money today, you won't even be able to take a step out of the door." It doesn't make sense, but Zheng Wenlong is ready to force it. In Zheng Wenlong's view, college students like Zhou Chen are not that big at all.
Although he has the courage to speak hard, he will take out the money after a little intimidation. Last week, the college student from Nanzhou University was a good example. At first, he was as stubborn as anything and refused to take it life or death.
I paid for it, but when I was threatened, I didn't immediately pay for it.
While he was talking, several barbers stood behind Zheng Wenlong. When ordinary people encountered this situation, they would basically choose to lose money and avoid disaster. After all, it is not a good man to avoid immediate losses. Unfortunately, they met Zhou Chen today.
"What? You still want to rob me?" A cold light flashed in Zhou Chen's eyes. He originally just wanted to expose the matter, but he didn't expect that they were so reckless. He really thought that he, Zhou, was easy to bully.
When Chen Chen was about to teach these ignorant things, the sound of motorcycle engines came from not far away.
Zhou Chen's heart moved slightly, and he smiled at Zheng Wenlong and said, "It's still too late for you to get out of the way, otherwise you will suffer a lot when those motorcycles arrive."
"Who are you trying to scare? I'm really scared. Brother Huo and Brother Red are my good brothers. I often drink with Brother Leopard and Brother Tiger from the Speeding Party. Boy, what if
If you know the truth, just keep the money obediently, otherwise, you will look good." Zheng Wenlong's words were naturally intended to scare Zhou Chen again. The fire brother and red-haired brother in his mouth were only better than those in the speeding car gang.
Ordinary guys are just a little bit stronger, not big shots at all. As for drinking with Brother Bao and Brother Tiger, two of the four top thugs of the Speeding Car Party, that is pure nonsense. Brother Bao and Brother Tiger are in the Speeding Car Party.
Second only to the existence of the gang leader, the bald brother, Zheng Wenlong knew Brother Hu and Brother Bao simply because they had come to Dihao to have their hair done a few times.
As soon as Zheng Wenlong finished speaking, a dozen motorcycles were already standing in front of the Dihao Hair Salon. The door was pushed open, and the person leading it was a little girl who was dressed in an avant-garde style and had a curvy figure. This little girl had a bald head.
Brother sat down one of the four ace thugs, Fire Phoenix Lan Feng'er. When Lan Feng'er saw Zhou Chen surrounded by Zheng Wenlong, she immediately trembled all over. When she surrounded and beat Zhou Chen last time, she happened to be
Now, after witnessing Zhou Chen twisting a solid steel rod into twists, she immediately regarded Zhou Chen as a heavenly being. After being taught a lesson by Zhou Chen that night, Lan Feng'er not only had a crush on Zhou Chen
There was no dissatisfaction at all, and there was a hint of inexplicable admiration. People like them who were in the underworld admired the strong the most, and Zhou Chen was undoubtedly the strong among the strong.
"Zheng Huzi is not planning on him, is he? He really doesn't know what the word "death" is written..." Lan Feng'er has also heard about what Zheng Wenlong did in the past, and she often thinks about those who are here for the first time.
They Imperial people raised prices significantly, but Zheng Wenlong was careful and only targeted those students and ordinary office workers. In addition, he had a little relationship with their speeding car gang, but nothing happened.
"Sister Fenghuang, Brother Huo, Brother Hongmao, you are here." Zheng Wenlong obviously didn't notice Lan Feng'er's strangeness. When he saw Lan Feng'er and others, he immediately greeted her familiarly and even showed his surname.
He glanced at Zhou Chen.
"Old Zheng, what are you doing? Is it because this guy doesn't pay for his haircut? Do you want me to help you teach him a lesson?" The tattooed man whom Zheng Wenlong called Brother Huo said. It was obvious that Brother Huo did not go there that day.
Beat up Zhou Chen, otherwise, he would never dare to say such things.
Zheng Wenlong secretly thought that Brother Huo was really a good friend. As soon as he said these words, the boy didn't immediately obey him. Just when he was about to say something, he saw Sister Fenghuang in front of him who didn't know when he picked up a chair from the side.
Then he hit Brother Huo with a "Crash!!!" sound, and the hit made Brother Huo's eyes gleam with stars and his head bleeds.
After teaching Brother Huo a lesson, Lan Feng'er didn't give up. She picked up the computer monitor on the counter and threw it at Zheng Wenlong, who was confused by the sudden turn of events. While doing so, she cursed: "
Zheng Huzi, who doesn’t know about your dirty deeds, yet you dare to file a complaint first? I think you don’t want to be around anymore..."