"Boy, why are you looking for death? Get lost! The man at the head said angrily.

“……”

Qin Yan completely ignored and remained silent, which was more embarrassing than scolding, which was tantamount to telling the other party: You don't even have the qualifications to let Lao Tzu speak.

Seeing that he was silent, Yu Haibo was silent, and continued to take the scissors to sway on his head, and strands of black hair fell on the cloth.

Look for death!

The man holding the steel pipe was furious, and a little brother next to him immediately jumped out and raised a baseball bat to smash at Yu Haibo, after all, their target was Yu Haibo, not Qin Yan.

Yu Haibo was shocked, it was one thing for him to have his persistence, but he was just an ordinary young man, and he was the opponent of these hooligans in terms of fighting.

Burst!

At this moment, an astonishing scene occurred, the whizzing baseball bat stopped in mid-air, and the baseball bat made of solid wood was held tightly by one hand in the middle.

"You're talking to me?"

Qin Yan casually ripped off the cloth, took off his glasses from his face, pointed to the face that made everyone stunned, and said to a few hooligans, "Are you telling me to get out?" ”

"He's ...... He is Qin Yan! ”

"Who is Qin Yan?"

"Oh my God! You don't even know Qin Yan? It's the backup dance of Yan Qingyin's Jinmen concert! ”

"Woooooooooo......oo I've finally met the dancing king alive! ”

The rich young women who chatted and farted with the little bastards in the hair salon before and released the loneliness in their hearts, screamed like nymphos, their eyes were full of little stars, and they had long forgotten about the hair salon boys, including the hairstylist who cut Qin Yan's hair before.

The staff in the hair salon were dumbfounded, and Yu Haibo was also dumbfounded, they never imagined that the legendary dancing king and dancing god would come to this kind of hair salon.

Just now, that stupid hairstylist turned out to be impatient, a hairstylist of his level may never have the opportunity to style a big star in his life, right?

Idiot!

The owner of the hair salon looked at the hairstylist who had been asked by Qin Yan to change it with stupid eyes, and wondered if he should fire this kind of stupid employee who offended the guests.

Whether it's a star or a dancing king, this name can't scare hooligans.

"! Lao Tzu is the king of dance! ”

Seeing that Qin Yan was holding a baseball bat in one hand, the man with the steel pipe shook his hand and smashed it.

"Mr. Qin, be careful!"

Yu Haibo exclaimed in surprise, and was ready to dodge in front of Qin Yan, in his opinion, this matter started because of him, and Qin Yan must not be implicated.

Don't you know, his actions once again made Qin Yangao take a look, and the baseball bat that he took for granted missed the target.

Bang!

With a little force, Qin Yan snatched the baseball bat from the previous hooligans, and waved the baseball bat to meet the steel pipe, and the owner of the steel pipe screamed and covered his hands and retreated. I don't know how strong the baseball bat is in the road, the steel pipe flies out of his hand, and the poor man with a scorpion tattoo on his arm, the whole palm of his hand is taken off a layer of skin, and the blood is not scary.

The area of Pingjiang is not small but not large, at least it cannot be compared with the metropolis of Jinling, and it takes 20 minutes to drive from the east of the city to the west of the city without traffic jams.

What's more, this area is Longtang's territory, and when these people broke into the hair salon, Qin Yan had already secretly sent a message to Dong Qinglong.

He could easily fix it, but he didn't want to be shocked in public.

Hula!

Just when a few hooligans saw that the boss was injured and were about to rush up together, a large group of guys carrying knives, guns, swords and sticks surrounded the hair salon into a solid one.

What's the situation?

A few hooligans couldn't figure out the situation, there were thirty or forty people outside, and the first one had seen Qin Yan, and found Qin Yan's cold eyes quietly handing him over, he waved his hand holding the machete, and shouted: "Chop these bastards, dare to spread wild on our territory!" ”

The latter situation can be understood with your toes, those hooligans were besieged by dozens of gangsters, and they were dragged out of the gang in less than half a minute.

As for whether it is dead or alive, it is not Qin Yan's concern.

Of course, no one thought that these gangsters had anything to do with Qin Yan, and thought that it was the underworld seeking revenge, but Yu Haibo vaguely felt that something was wrong.

After all, he is very clear about the origin of these people, they are from other places, and they have nothing to do with the gangsters on the Pingjiang side, how can there be a so-called conflict?

"Think clearly, if you are interested, call this phone and say that I introduced you to the past."

Qin Yan was very satisfied with the new hairstyle, wrote a number on a note and handed it to Yu Haibo: "The days of hiding in Tibet are not so easy. “

"Mr. Qin, I'...... I don't want to bother you with my business. Yu Haibo didn't answer the note.

"This is Pingjiang." Qin Yan said with a smile.

“……”

Yu Haibo looked at Qin Yan, looking at the face with a smile, but with indifference and arrogance, he finally took the note.

He knew that Qin Yan said this to tell him: This is Pingjiang, and he is not afraid of anyone here, nor is he afraid of being affected by anyone.

When Qin Yan paid, the owner of the hair salon said that he would not accept anything, and said that he was welcome to come back in the future, as long as Qin Yan did the hairstyle, it was all free. You must know that the gimmick of the dancing king Qin Yan coming to their hair salon to do hairstyles is enough to improve the grade of the hair salon countless times, and he can attract him an unknown amount of business, he wishes that Qin Yan would come over three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, didn't he see that the eyes of those young women were green?

If it weren't for the sake of face, I'm afraid they would have rushed up a long time ago and put Qin Yan in place!

"Mr. Qin, I'm a die-hard fan of yours, can you sign for me?"

"When will you hold another concert, I will definitely support it on the spot!"

"Can you leave me a call?"

"My husband is not home today, I have a can of coffee brought from abroad at home......"

After Qin Yan signed the names of a few young women, he almost hugged his head and ran away: thirty like wolves and forty like tigers, these young women are much more enthusiastic than those little girls, their eyes are full of green light, they are scared when they think about it, he doesn't want to be gnawed by them to the point that there are no bones left.

The moon is half bent.

It is not Yan Qingyin's No. 26 villa, but No. 83 inside, which is still a short distance from Yan Qingyin's house, and Qin Yan is busy in the kitchen.

On the exquisite dining table, candlesticks, red wine, dinner plates, knives and forks, and a few dishes that have been prepared are beautiful, both in color and flavor.

Red wine, good food, excellent environment, and the dishes made by the beloved man himself, how many women can resist?

Ding dong!

Qin Yan, who was making the last dessert after dinner, heard the doorbell ringing, and his liver was fluttering, and he hurriedly ran to open the door.

"How are you?!" Qin Yan was stupid.

"Why can't it be me?"

Yan Qingwu glared at him, and saw a lot of things on the dining table inside, and looked at Qin Yan wearing an apron: "Wow!" You can cook! You bad thing, you've never made anything for me to eat, say! What the hell do you want ......?"

She originally wanted to go crazy and charge Qin Yan with ingratitude and partiality, but after thinking about it, if his charges were confirmed, wouldn't this meal have nothing to do with her?

On the other side, Qin Yan was also ready: as long as she said so, she would take the opportunity to admit it, and let the little girl hurry up and go home without getting in the way.

"Hee-hee...... I knew that my uncle was the best for me. ”

Just like in her own home, the child-faced giant little Lori walked in and hugged Qin Yan's arm: "Uncle cooks for me, I'm so happy!" I'm going to see what's in it...... This is for the uncle, woo! ”

She stood on tiptoe and kissed Qin Yan on the cheek, and when Qin Yan touched her cheek stupidly, the little girl had already rushed to the dining table.

"Wow! Foie gras ...... Delicious! It's delicious! ”

"And the French baked snails!"

"Butter spaghetti, my favorite!"

When Qin Yan came back to her senses, she found that the little girl was already eating at the dining table, and she didn't know how many days she had been hungry, and she didn't even use a knife and fork to grab it directly.

Seeing her there, Qin Yan was about to cry: after a few hours of direct cooking, she finally made a table of dishes, which was originally used to push down Lin Ling, but she ate it like a wild dog grabbing food, so the dishes were already miserable, and even a lot of food residues fell on the table.

Is this still European food?

It's clearly leftovers!

"Qin Yan, what are you doing standing at the door?" A familiar voice came to my ears.

"Ah......h

Turning his head to look, he found that the pretty police flower was standing outside the door, Qin Yan cried and said, "Yan Qingwu is helping me try the dishes...... Come in......"

Lin Ling is a smart girl, seeing Qin Yan wearing an apron, and seeing Yan Qingwu regardless of her image, she almost used her hands and feet to eat wildly, and she had vaguely guessed something.

She didn't care if there was such a delicious meal, this god-like man was willing to cook for herself, what could move her more than this?

"Uncle, it's delicious!"

The little girl's face was full of vegetable juice, and while licking her white and tender fingers, she grinned at Lin Ling and said, "Sister Ling Ling, the dishes he made taste very good, can you taste them?" ”

"If it's delicious, you can eat more." Seeing Qin Yan's crying face, Lin Ling almost laughed out loud.

"If you don't eat it, I'll finish it." The little girl continued to lick her fingers.

"Yan Qingwu!"

Qin Yan finally couldn't help it, took a plastic bag and ran to the dining table, gritted his teeth and said, "You take it back and eat it slowly, okay?" ”

"Okay, so I'm packed?" The little girl asked pitifully.

"Let's pack it." Qin Yan sighed.

A few minutes later, Yan Qingwu was carrying a large bag and a small bag and was pushed out of the door by Qin Yan.

She looked at the food in her hand, squinted her eyes and turned her head to look at the closed door, revealing a sly expression: "Hmph! Look at how you still eat candlelight dinner, the police are amazing, the police can be arrogant and unreasonable, and rob my uncle? But...... It's so supportive! ”

For a little girl who has eaten a full dinner, eating so much food again is definitely not delicious, but the pain of bloating.

"Ling Ling, I ......"

Looking at the mess on the table, Qin Yan couldn't help but laugh: "Originally...... Who knows ...... way"

"Yan Qingwu likes you." Lin Ling said suddenly.

"Ahh That one...... She's still a child......" Qin Yan hurriedly explained.

"I didn't care."

Lin Ling stared at his eyes, looked at him a little flustered, and showed a sweet smile: "It doesn't matter if you eat this meal or not, I just know that the man I love has been busy cooking for me in the kitchen all afternoon, and he is already very happy even if he doesn't eat a bite." ”