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Chapter 229: Drain the dive

The afternoon sun is still a little scorching, and the bustling streets are full of traffic. 【】Device: No ads, full text, more

Lazily walking on the stone-paved sidewalk, Wang Meng walked forward carelessly, he came out just to relax, without a clear purpose

Passing by a hair salon, Wang Meng suddenly stopped, and a beautiful woman who had just come out to dry a máo towel was seen by him as a ghost at that moment.

To tell the truth, that cutie and the ghost don't want to be at all, whether it is appearance or temperament, they can't be compared at all, just because that beauty is wearing a white sè Luo skirt, which reminded Wang Meng of the ghost's elegant figure at that moment.

"Sister Ghost, what are you doing at this time?"

Looking down at the ring in his hand, a trace of sadness flashed on Wang Meng's face.

It wasn't until I lost it that I realized that the most precious thing had always been by my side

"Sir, do you want a haircut?" A sweet voice sounded, interrupting Wang Meng's musings.

Wang Meng looked up and saw a smiling face, which was actually the white-dressed beauty he had just seen.

With an oval face, although her appearance is not outstanding, her smile will give people a very comfortable feeling.

Wang Meng hesitated for a moment, and finally followed the beautiful cutie into the barber hall.

To tell the truth, Wang Meng's hair really should be straightened

"Sir, what do you want to do with your hair?" The cutie asked enthusiastically.

"Máo inch" Wang Meng stared at the beautiful eyebrows for a while, and finally said.

"Sir, it's a shame that you have such a good haircut......" said the beautiful cutie with some regret. ~~

Wang Meng just smiled faintly and didn't say anything more.

After helping Wang Meng wash his hair, this cutie gave Wang Meng Jiāo to a barber, and it can be seen that this cutie is only responsible for some miscellaneous things.

Under the arrangement of the barber, Wang Meng sat on a swivel chair, stared at himself in the mirror, and watched his hair fall in large pieces like autumn wind sweeping leaves.

"Sir, you must have had your hair for a long time," the barber said as he expertly swung the scissors with his scissors.

Wang Meng was not in the mood to chat with him, but agreed a little perfunctorily.

The barber was also very interested in not asking any more questions, and concentrated on trimming.

This barber parlor is not very big, but the decoration is very jīng, and you can see that the owner here has put a lot of thought into it.

The business here should also be good, during Wang Meng's haircut, several customers came one after another, some permed, some dyed......

Just when Wang Meng's hair was about to be trimmed, more than a dozen men dressed in different ways suddenly rushed in from outside, with cigarettes in their mouths and balls in their hands, which didn't look like they had come to get a haircut.

The appearance of these people directly caused the entire barber hall to be nervous, and the people who were originally waiting for the hair to do it left one after another when they saw this formation.

Wang Meng just glanced at these people who came in and didn't care much, he had not encountered this kind of person a lot, and he had long been used to it

The barber's hand froze from the moment he saw them, and it was obvious that he recognized them.

"Sir, are you here for a haircut?"

The beautiful cutie who greeted Wang Meng before greeted her, even in the face of these people who were not good, she still greeted her with a smile.

The man with red máo at the head smashed the cigarette in his hand on the ground, glared at the beautiful crush angrily, and said coldly: "Little girl, you're new here."

The cutie stood there a little bewildered, she was indeed new here, she had been working here for less than a week, and she didn't know these people in front of her at all.

"Get out of here, Lao Tzu is not here to get a haircut, Lao Tzu is here to collect money" The red máo man pushed roughly, and the beautiful eyebrows who were blocking in front of him suddenly pushed to the ground.

In the entire barber hall, there were several pairs of eyes, and no one dared to speak, let alone go up to support the fallen eyebrows.

It's not that these people are indifferent, it's that they can't afford to mess with these guys who come to ask for money

"Where's your boss?" The red máo man asked, looking around.

At this time, everyone didn't dare to take a breath, and no one answered him at all.

"It's **, all of them are dumb," the red man scolded angrily, but there was still no response, and finally he fixed his eyes on the beautiful eyebrows who were getting up from the ground.

"Your boss, call him out"

"Our boss is not here, he is out," the cutie replied with a somewhat trembling voice.

"It's **, it's really not the time" complained in his mouth, and the red máo man said impatiently, "Then you, take the money out, you know where the money is."

“jiāo…… What money? Meimei looked terrified, knowing that she had been working here for less than a week, and she had not been paid.

"It**, are you playing with me" The red máo man was angry for some reason, only heard a "snap" sound, and shook the beautiful cutie with a loud slap.

"Protection money, one thousand, dare to bring it quickly, or believe it or not, I'll pull you to pay off the debt," the red máo man said threateningly.

Seeing all this, a nameless anger suddenly rose in Wang Meng's heart, especially when he saw the moment when Meimei was beaten, he actually had an urge to kill

The power of darkness is agitating in the body, and the more Wang Meng suppresses it, the greater the power of resistance

This has not been the case before

"Cry your sister, don't go get the money quickly, don't bī Lao Tzu do it again" The red máo man scolded angrily again.

At this time, the beautiful eyebrows, bean-sized tears kept falling down her cheeks, and in the face of the man's angry mother, she could only cry wordlessly

Just as the red máo man raised his hand, ready to slap him again, an indifferent voice suddenly came.

"Ask for money, I'll give it to you"

Wang Meng stood up from the swivel chair and dragged the beautiful eyebrow aside under the stunned gaze of the barber.

"Ah, where did a green onion pop up, and I plan to pity the fragrance" The red man looked Wang Meng up and down, and there was a burst of ridicule in his mouth.

Wang Meng looked at the other party with an evil look, and in his eyes, the other party was no different from an ant.

"You want a hero to save the beauty, okay, I'll fulfill you" The red máo man suddenly smiled coldly, stretched out a hand and continued, "Then bring three thousand"

Just now, it was still a thousand, but now the export is three thousand, and it is really a scoundrel with hún eggs

Facing the other party's aggressiveness, Wang Meng actually smiled. The mood that was originally annoyed by the ghost's departure finally found a way to temporarily dissipate.

"Laugh at your sister, take the money, what's wrong, don't tell me you forgot to bring your wallet?" The red máo man looked at Wang Meng contemptuously, ready to hurt at any moment.

"The money is mine," Wang Meng said, and took out a thick stack of banknotes from his arms, judging from the thickness, there were seven or eight thousand.

"My money is not so easy to take, if you are not afraid of death, come and take it" Wang Meng's eyes changed suddenly.