Hai Bo drank five glasses of beer in a row, drank orthodox big green sticks, and the five of them drank two boxes of forty-eight bottles of wine in a short time.

Hai Bo was more or less energetic, and his tongue was hard to hug the old girl next to him: "Brother Zhen, how many years have I permed my hair, no master can perm his hair like this, why did you burn the back of your head by yourself."

"Me, I'm looking in the mirror to roll the back of my head." The perm master really didn't drink too much, and there was an indifferent smile on his face.

"Hiccup~" Hai Bo burped full of wine, and hugged another old girl in his arms: "Brother, what kind of potion do you use to perm your hair, is it expensive?" My brother will take 500 when he goes out this time, and there will be nothing left after paying for the meal. ”

"It's okay, brother, brother also has money." The new eldest brother interjected, meaning that if the meal money was not enough, he would settle the bill.

The perm master stroked his hair: "I don't dare to tell you the potion I use, you don't dare to use it after telling it."

"It's over what you use, I haven't used any potion over the years, it's cheap and expensive, it's real or fake, I've tried it." Haibo's pocket money is all tied to his hairstyle.

"I have a relationship in the crematorium...... "The ironing master took a sip of wine and said without hurry.

Hai Bo's head was unresponsive: "Does your crematorium have anything to do with it, it has something to do with what potion I want to use."

"I have this relationship, so it's easy to take medicine, but I'm afraid to tell you, you don't dare to use it."

"What the hell I don't dare to use,! I've been gurgling on my head with the mud of the stinky water bubbles! "Hai Bo is completely the boss of the sky and my second child after drinking, and he is not willing to pull the sky down at any time and be the boss himself.

The perm master lit a Changbai Mountain: "Whew~ My medicine, it's corpse oil!"

"What's the matter, oil? Then you can still dig in the cremation, then I will take the oil and burn it, and smoke and touch a little spark, I can't catch it? ”

"It's not the oil you say." The new eldest brother wanted to explain, but was stopped by the perm master.

Hai Bo left Qinglong right White Tiger is happy, there are only one or two night games in the county, he is already familiar with the people in the field, everyone knows that this is a little second force who only likes to burn his head and does not like "love", and he can't deduct a few.

"No matter what oil is oily or not, I dare to burn it if you take it out, I really haven't burned my head with oil, if I don't burn it, I can bleach my yellow head into black." Hai Bo picked up the flying eyes, if he could dye his hair, he would still be able to pick it up, he was already dissatisfied with the yellow hair, and he was so frivolous.

"Yes, I can dye you black but black."

"Can it be dark and shiny?"

"Yes, the oil that dyes you is shiny, and you don't need to hit the hair oil."

"Heart, then let's not drink, go to the hot head, you must burn the head, arrange!"

The new eldest brother listened to the conversation between the two and was helpless: "You two are leaving?!" Don't want the two girls? ”

"Don't do it!" The perm master and Hai Bo spoke in unison.

The perm master and Hai Bo got up, put their arms around each other's shoulders and sang that today is a good day and walked out of the hotel.

After the new eldest brother watched Hai Bo and the two walk out of the hotel with bad intentions, he called the waiter to settle the bill, and took a taxi with the two little girls in his arms.

Hai Bo went out and walked less than a hundred steps, he couldn't help it, he found the telephone pole, held on to the telephone pole and vomited, the vomit was called a disgusting, and the vomit was still bloodstained.

"Brother, are you okay, no, let's get hot again tomorrow." The perm master kindly patted Hai Bo on the back.

Hai Bo spit out a second breath and relaxed: "It's okay...... Gagging ~ should be hot...... Vomit~ It's over! Gott ~ vomit ~ "

The five skewers of mutton skewers I ate in my stomach didn't wait to be digested, and they spit out all of them intact.

Hai Bo spit out sour water in the end, and after feeling that he was almost there, he squatted on the ground and covered his stomach.

When the perm saw him like this, he thought to himself: This body is too weak.

"Brother, you help me, I can't get up." Haibo's voice was like that of a mosquito.

The perm master helped Hai Bo up and walked towards his store, and Hai Bo vomited again in a half-asleep state.

The two finally walked to the place, and the ironing master first put Hai Bo on the side of the road, ran forward, pulled out a spare key from under the carpet in front of the store, opened the door locked by the chain lock, and after pushing the door open, he helped Hai Bo up from the side of the road again, and put Hai Bo on the hair cutting chair with a big breath.

"What's the matter? Brother arrived, I just fell asleep, and I don't know what's going on. Hai Bo calculated to sleep for a while, and was a little more awake at this time.

Haibo didn't hear the voice of the perm master, his hands trembled and he held on to the handle of the chair, holding his breath, standing up with his left foot facing outward and his right foot facing inward, walking like a zombie in Plant Wars, maybe he didn't control his pace too suddenly, and a fierce man walked a few steps quickly and almost fell to the ground with a dog gnawing mud.

I squinted my eyes to find the location of the washstand, pinched the nozzle for shampooing with my left hand, and touched the switch of the water heater with my right hand.

"Huh? Found it! Hai Bo held the sprinkler in his left hand, the sprinkler was facing him, and he turned the water heater switch with his right hand, and the indicator on the switch pointed directly to the red highest temperature.

Hai Bo's face was just about to be lowered to wash his hair, and a stream of water sprayed on his face first, and the water heater nozzle would release cold water first, which was hot water randomly.

The hottest hot water arrives on the battlefield three seconds later, spraying on Haibo's neck and the back of his head.

"Shhh...... It hurts. Hai Bo was too strong to react at all, he moved the nozzle, the water nozzle on his wool roll, the wool roll was lying on his stomach in an instant, and before the shampoo was put on, he simply washed it down, and threw the nozzle in the pool.

With a "fairy spirit", he walked to the chair under the hot head instrument and sat down.

The hot brother walked down from the second floor, holding a chubby mineral water bottle in his left hand, and saw Hai Bo's head with fairy energy, and the water in his hair kept dripping on his head and shoulders, and he was suddenly confused: "Brother, what are you doing?!"

"Wash ...... Wash your hair, you dry it for me, I'm going to perm my hair. Hai Bo used Xie Guangkun's method to let go.

The ironing master put the mineral water in his hand on the tool table, the mineral water stored a dark yellow slightly viscous liquid, and there were many black impurities in the liquid, and the smell came from the mouth pierced on the lid of the mineral water, which was rancid.

The perm master wiped Haibo's hair again, and then dried half of it with a hair dryer to keep the hair still moist.

He also tied a towel around Haibo's neck, covered a cloth to prevent hair debris, and pulled the tool cabinet to his side for easy operation.

Holding the clip in his left hand, he plucked a strand of Haibo's hair with his right index finger and middle finger and turned it clockwise, and then used the clip to clip the turned curl.

Roll it into one and take a water bottle and drip the oil into it.

The oil was stretched along the opening of the bottle cap, and the perm master quickly lifted the bottle, and a large drop of oil fell into Hai Bo's hair curls.

"What the hell, it stinks!"