Cut braids? This is simply unthinkable for Yi Shui. Although he didn't care at all that Qin Lang cut his braids, it was absolutely impossible to cut his braids.www.biquge.info

If he cuts off his braids, he becomes rebellious......

He began to shout in panic: "Qin Lang, cutting braids is to kill your head." ”

"This is America, and no one is going to cut off your head." Qin Lang gave Duncan a look. Although he still couldn't understand what was wrong with the whole thing, Duncan still walked over, set up Yi Shui with Qin Lang, and then walked towards the nearest barbershop.

With the experience of the last time, Qin Lang didn't want to talk nonsense with Yi Shui at all. For people like him, the use of strong violence is much more effective than patient persuasion.

Yi Shui was struggling desperately, but his strength was too small to get out of their control at all. So all he had was hysterical screams. "Qin Lang, you can't trap me in disloyalty and unfilial piety-"

"Shut up!" Qin Lang interrupted him impatiently and said sternly: "If you scream again, I will stuff you into a merchant ship and transport you back to China." But the threat was so limited that he quickly switched to another one: "Listen, if you don't cut your braids, you're breaking U.S. law, and the police have the power to force your braids to be cut off." ”

Actually, the American police may not have such powers, but maybe they just don't want to do that—Qin Lang didn't know if such a thing really happened in the nineteenth century, and Duncan never inquired about anything like that. However, they have all heard that the United States, driven by the anti-Chinese movement, has indeed enacted a law that stipulates that Chinese hair should not exceed one inch.

Therefore, water-prone braids are illegal.

However, Yi Shui was only quiet for a moment before he began to struggle violently again. He would rather have the American police forcibly cut off his braids than cut them himself. Although as long as he does not have braids, he will definitely die when he returns to China, it is impossible for him to take the initiative to do something that would be seen as rebellious.

Qin Lang understands Yi Shui. It is not easy for a man to do at once something contrary to the beliefs that he has been instilled in since childhood and which are now almost ingrained, and coercion is a very bad method, and the best way to do it is to seduce it slowly - but he is not willing to waste time trying to seduce. He hates to wear a guy with braids, so he's going to cut Yi Shui's braids anyway as well.

Qin Lang and Duncan walked into a barbershop under the surprised and curious eyes of some passers-by, and pressed him to a chair amid the scolding of the Spanish boss. Then he looked up at the boss, who was so angry that he had already taken out the gun. "Can you speak English?"

The owner does speak English, just crappy and not much different from not being able to speak. However, Qin Lang could still barely understand. "Get out, if you don't leave, I'll shoot."

Qin Lang shook his head. "No, you don't have to shoot, you shave all his hair and we'll leave."

"Get out, I won't serve the yellow monkey!" The boss continued to yell.

"But you will serve Mr. Hamilton." Qin Lang didn't want to waste time, he didn't want to quarrel with the boss, and he didn't want to point a gun at his head, so he straightforwardly took out three ten-dollar bills from his pocket, took them and shook them twice in front of the boss, "Shave all his hair." ”

The Spanish boss, who was still shouting loudly just now, instantly quieted down. Thirty dollars, shave the head of a Chinese? Why not? No one will have trouble with banknotes, and who cares as to who to serve! He immediately put down his gun, put the money away, and quickly took out the tools he used to shave his head. But looking at Yi Shui, who was constantly struggling, he felt a little embarrassed. "No, I can't shave his head."

This problem is easy to solve. "Is there a rope?"

Rope of course has. The boss immediately pulled out a thick rope that looked likely to be a cable from a sailboat. Qin Lang and Duncan quickly tied Yi Shui to the chair and covered his mouth with a towel.

"You can get to work, man." Qin Lang patted the boss on the shoulder twice, and then walked out of the barbershop. Watching other people get a haircut was a boring thing to do, and the look on Yi Shui's face gave him a headache - it was like he had overthrown his family's ancestral grave.

There will be some trouble in the future! He sighed.

"Qin, why do you have to cut off the braid on the back of that kid's head? Don't tell me that you intend to be a good law-abiding citizen. Duncan also walked out, but he still hadn't figured it out, "You look at the look on his face, he looks like he's been raped." ”

"Your analogy is terrible, Duncan."

"I admit that I have a rhetorical problem, but you haven't answered my question yet." He really wanted to know.

Qin Lang shrugged. "It's simple, I don't like it."

"Why? I remember it was China...... Uh, a very peculiar custom? It's like Chinese would bind a woman's feet......" Duncan scratched his hair, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else." ”

"I know what you mean, Duncan, but it's a difficult question to explain." Qin Lang looked at him and sighed again - men's braids and women's small feet, even decades later, in the eyes of ignorant Americans, the Chinese are still this image, and will always be associated with backwardness and barbarism, and ridicule them aggressively. This is the reason why he hates easy water braids - he can't tolerate people around him being ridiculed for the braids on the back of his head.

Instead of letting Yi Shui be embarrassed everywhere, it is better to cut off that troublesome braid. "I don't like braids, Duncan, because Westerners always use it to mock the Chinese. The problem now is that I can't change the views of Westerners, so I can only allow myself to change. ”

His answer was superficial, but it could only be so. When he was a student at Florida State University, Qin Lang never cared about politics, and rarely logged on domestic websites, and even if he did, he would only hang out in places like the "Light Weapons Forum", so he didn't know anything about the remarks of Han nationalists in China, otherwise he would have been able to quote them a lot in front of Duncan.

And this is despite the fact that he simply could not like those statements. His particular experience determined that his historical views remained at the level of secondary school, which was completely consistent with the views in the textbooks.

Qin Lang's answer made Duncan feel very depressed. "I have to say that there are also many fools in a civilized society. In fact, I hate them, racists and ultranationalists with tinted glasses. He said in disgust, but it didn't take long for him to change back to a pleasant smile. By the way, why did you let that damn Spaniard cut all his hair? Don't you just want to cut his braids? ”

"Do you think his haircut looks good, Duncan?" Qin Lang pursed his lips, "Instead of letting him have such an ugly hairstyle and embarrass people everywhere, it's better to turn him into a bald head." ”

What is the reason for this?

Duncan was about to open his mouth to refute, and the barbershop owner came out. "It's done." He said to Qin Lang, "But your friend looks very depressed. ”

"I know, but he'll be fine." Qin Lang was about to go in and take Yi Shui away, but the boss suddenly stopped him. He put his mouth to Qin Lang's ear and whispered to him, "Chinese, do you want a passport?" I'm guessing you haven't gotten it yet - at least not your friends yet. ”

Pick a barber shop and meet a Spaniard who resells his American passport? Qin Lang felt that there should be no such coincidence in the world - it was like walking on the road and suddenly being hit by a meteorite. It's not impossible for such a thing to happen, but the probability is so small that it is smaller than the probability of winning a lottery ticket.

He doesn't think it can be true. Moreover, with the current state of management in the United States, it may be more convenient and reliable to buy a passport directly from the USCIS than from the barbershop owner.

"Thank you very much, friend, but we don't want a U.S. passport." He politely declined.

The Spaniards did not give up. He had already seen that Qin Lang was a rich man, and it would be a pity to give him up. "You don't want a U.S. passport? It does not matter. "I can also get Mexican passports, Spanish passports, Colombian passports, ......

A guy who resells fake passports? Then it is all the more necessary to get rid of him immediately. "I'm sorry, friend, I'm ......" Qin Lang stopped, and it suddenly occurred to him that a successful arms dealer should also have multiple identities to cover for, Yuri. Orlov has four passports, so ......

He turned to look at the barbershop owner. "How real can your passport be?"

"It's like the real thing."

"I want to see the sample."

"Yes."

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Note: The ten-dollar note is printed on the first Treasury Secretary. Hamilton's head