The Imperial Capital, the current capital of Country H, is the largest and most complex city in Country H. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The reason why info has such a concise name is because five hundred years ago, when other countries around the world had already established democracies, Mingzhou was still under the rule of an ancient empire. The imperial capital has changed its name several times, and finally returned to the original name at this time - the imperial capital, and it has not changed since then.

When the feudal monarchy in Mingzhou ended, people ushered in a long period of peace. It is precisely because of such a long period of idleness that there are so many paleologists who have studied and insisted on the naming of the imperial capital for the sake of cultural heritage.

The person who left such a magnificent capital for the people of Mingzhou is called Emperor Ming by a few words in today's textbooks, and some people call him Emperor Lei, but in general, there are many more people who call him Emperor Ming, so he is Emperor Ming.

Who is Emperor Ming, there are very few people who know the inside story. For some reason, the accounts of him disappeared into the dust of history, and died with the last empire he established to unify Mingzhou.

To this day, a handful of scholars are tracking down his information, but very little has been found. There was a craze hundreds of years ago, but then it cooled down due to the mysterious deaths of the people involved.

It was the legendary Ming Emperor's treasure that brought the craze, and what extinguished the craze was the curse of the Ming Emperor's treasure.

At this time, in the western part of the imperial capital, in the box of a barber shop with few characteristics, an indescribable incident was taking place.

"A man can not be handsome, he can have no money, but he must be sassy!" said the man with a resolute face and a tenacious tone, as if everything he said was the truth.

"Is that why you shaved my head like this?" said a young man a meter in front of the man, turning the teacup-shaped soft chair, pretending to be nonchalant. He also wore a blue towel around his neck, on which was a hairless head, which looked a little nondescript.

In this world, there are only two kinds of barbers who will give you a haircut with only one hand, one is bold and the other is bold. Unfortunately, the man who is pressed to the ground at the moment belongs to the latter category.

And in the same world, when you are dissatisfied with the barber, you have two choices, one is to swallow your anger, and the other is to have a seizure on the spot. Unfortunately, the youth who seeks peace by constantly turning their chairs at this moment belong to the latter category.

The chair continued to spin, but every time the young man passed by the mirror, he would see his ugly, half-shaved asymmetrical hairstyle. The dissatisfaction accumulated in the heart also reached a new height at this time with the man's pretended humorous argument.

The young man got up from his chair, slowly came to the man's side, squatted down, poked him in the face with scissors, and said with a smile: "Do you think you have a great sense of humor?"

The man's face froze, but he still smiled, "yes, my girlfriend and clients often say that." ”

"Hehe, haha, hahahaha" The young man laughed even more exaggeratedly, but the scissors in his hand poked the man's face harder, making his face twitch with pain. "You seem to have mistaken a very important point, I'm not a dick, I'm a quiet rich second generation. ”

"Rich second generation ......?" the man shuddered, his body and mind trembling. He had never heard of anyone talking about such a thing, and if the other party really was, and now he deliberately emphasized it, then he had undoubtedly angered the other party. To be able to survive in such a world, a man still has a little survival wisdom. He couldn't help but start thinking back to what had happened this morning.

It was about the time when the man was about to rest for a while after the tenth guest of the morning and had lunch by the way. Just then, he received a call from an old friend informing him that an important client was coming, telling him to be careful.

The man didn't care, he knew what the old friend meant by the important customer, even if the other party didn't say it, he would do it seriously in accordance with his professional ethics. Sure enough, a few moments later, two young men arrived, and he swore that he listened carefully to the requests of the guests—I wanted a hairstyle that would tell at a glance that I was the protagonist of my life—and that's what the guests said.

But when the man habitually held the scissors with one hand, the young man noticed this after a few cuts, and reminded him that he should use his hands. He explained that it was his habit, and he proudly revealed his technical prowess.

Ordinary guests will be frightened by his hand, and at the same time praise him, because he is indeed quite skilled.

As a result, halfway through the cut, the young man yelled "madman", and the man himself was inexplicably pressed to the ground by a person behind him, and then it evolved into the current situation.

"That, cut it like this...... If it is finished, it must meet your requirements. The man argued, his back hurting hard, but his face hurt even more. But he didn't dare and didn't have the ability to struggle, although he didn't know the details of the young man, but he knew that the customers introduced by that guy were either rich or expensive, and they were all figures with heads and faces in society.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but want to scold his old friend, a guy named Ganquan. They are old friends who have worked together many times, and it can be said that they have witnessed each other's growth.

Every time Ganquan introduces a client to a man, he will attach a lot of detailed information, and at the same time, there are many opinions to help him complete the styling design that the client needs. But this time he didn't receive any information, only a verbal word about important customers. He thought it was a random relative of Ganquan, so he started according to his habits.

But looking at the other party's temper now, it is obvious that he is the kind of special customer who needs to design a special shape. "Ganquan, I'll fuck your uncle's ......," the man said indignantly in his heart. This is clearly trying to trick yourself.

"Looks like you're really confident in your skills. The young man's hand moved.

"yes, that, I'll use my hands this time. The man swore by it.

"Really?" the young man poked the man's face harder and harder, so that the man could not help but scream, and his face was cut.

At this time, the young man who pressed the man spoke, "Gan Tian, let's stop here." ”

The young man known as Gan Tian snorted coldly, threw the scissors in his hand, and pulled the towel around his neck to the ground as he stood up. "Madman, do the math, is this the reason why my luck is too low?"

The young man who was called a madman immediately nodded vigorously, "Of course, you can be hit by you in this way, it's not bad luck or something." Looking at Gan Tian's eyes, which suddenly became cold, the madman couldn't help but feel a palpitation.