"Vomit~" Hai Bo was smoked by the pungent rancid smell, and he was groggy and spit out a mouthful of sour water.

The wool roll was stuck on the top of more than ten small rolls, and after the potion dripped into the small roll, the curly hair began to grow strangely on its own, and after a while, the original four-centimeter hair became ten centimeters, and it swelled together when tied together.

The ironing master put away the mineral water bottle that dripped off more than half, held it up for the ironing instrument, and set up a shelf.

Their ironing device is different from the others, it is a small black box that is slightly similar to a microwave oven, and there are four handles around the small box, and the bolt line more than a meter long is just inserted into the socket row just enough to be placed on the head of the hypo sitting in the chair.

He first took out a small brush, evenly sprinkled the remaining half of the potion on the brush bristles, and after it was all wet, he applied a layer of potion to the instrument body, turned on the switch, adjusted the temperature to 90 degrees, and put his hand in to try the temperature.

"What the fuck? Did the second egg next door heat up the stinky tofu in the microwave again? ”

Haibo sniffed his nose, he really didn't want to move because he was uncomfortable after drinking too much, so he had to breathe through his mouth instead and continued to sleep soundly on the hair cutting chair.

The ironing master put the microwave oven on Haibo's head, and the small rolls coated with the potion were included in it, and Haibo only felt that the top of his head was slightly hot, thinking that it was an ordinary instrument baking.

Haibo's hair was baked in the microwave oven, and the potion was frantically urged, and the hair kept growing, and after a while, it stood up to fifteen centimeters, breaking free from the captivity of the hairpin and continuing to grow.

When it grows to 30 centimeters, the hair no longer grows, and the foam around it begins to solidify again, and instead of drying it, it turns into small ballballs of water and drops on Haibo's hair, and the hair seems to have absorbed another wave of great replenishment.

Small balls of flesh condensed in the hair, standing upright and crowding the entire microwave oven.

Hai Bo continued to fall asleep, and the perm master wiped the sweat on his head: "This kid sleeps so well."

The ironing master fixed the microwave oven, did it on the sofa prepared for the guests, and picked up the newspaper on the coffee table, the largest section of the newspaper had an eye-catching news "Why are the female corpses of the funeral parlors frequently stolen, is it the distortion of human nature or the degradation of morality"

When Hai Bo woke up the next morning, he found himself sleeping on the main road, and there was a white car parked in front of him.

"Brother? Why are you sleeping here? Oops fuck! This is not a human being! The owner of the car was about to call Hai Bo, but when he saw his hair, he panicked instantly, ran back to the car, turned around and drove away.

What's wrong, isn't my head too cool? Where's my hot brother? Why should I leave here? Haibo stood up ignorantly, just feeling that he was so weak and had no energy to walk the aisle, and he wanted to take a taxi home and realized that he had no money.

I had to drag my feet, staggering towards home, as long as I was a pedestrian along the way, I looked back at Hai Bo's hair, so many people's attention of course satisfied Hai Bo's vanity, that is, he died in weakness, and his momentum could not be lost.

Clamping the crotch and walking in all directions, if you are sandwiching a fake LV handbag in the armpit, it will be even more awesome.

"Mom, look at this uncle, why does he have a face in his hair?" A passing child asked his mother in a milky voice.

His mother hurriedly protected the child in her arms: "Don't be blind, this brother is engaged in performance art, let's go, go quickly, mom will take you to your favorite Malatang."

Hai Bo almost looked at people with his nostrils, his head was raised and he was so tall, and when he got home, he must let those neighbors see what it means to be handsome, and let them forget about what they drank too much and fell in the trench!

Hai Bo quickly walked to the yard of his house, and saw Uncle Li washing with cold water at the door of his house, and his tone was elongated: "Uncle Li, I'm back."

"Haibo is back, where are you going to burn your hair?" Uncle Li foamed at the soap and spat at his face, then rinsed with water without looking at Haibo.

Haybot Yi stood in front of Uncle Li and waited for him to finish washing his face: "Uncle Li, the family said that when you were young, this street belonged to you the most fashionable, how about you show me my newly permed hair!"

Uncle Li thought to himself: This kid is drunk and stunned, and he didn't wake up the bar.

Afraid that Haibo would continue to ink with him, he had to open one eye to look at him, and if he didn't look at it, he was scared and screamed: "Oh, my mother!"

Uncle Li saw Hai Bo's hair standing on Hai Bo's head with teeth and claws, dozens of strands in one strand, and hundreds of strands in the group. There were black bumps on every strand of hair, and the bumps were throbbing and throbbing, and the red light was transported down the roots of the hair from Haibo's head to the black bumps.

"Uncle Li! How! Handsome or not! "Haibo was smug.

But with Haibo's voice, the hundreds of strands of hair stood up together, and the big black bump gave birth to a human face with no facial features, and rushed towards Uncle Li together, but the length of the hair stopped at the limit position.

"Ah...... Hai Bo ...... Uncle Li didn't mean to laugh at you before...... Don't come to me even if you die...... Yes! Help me. Uncle Li fell to the ground and even the basin of water was overturned, and the water was scattered all over the ground.

Hai Bo was a little strange, but he still bent down to help Uncle Li, after all, they are all elders no matter what.

Hai Bo's hair was scattered, and the faces of the people opened their newly changed mouths to Uncle Li from the perspective that Hai Bo couldn't see, and laughed silently.

The sun shines on the waves, and the shadows of the waves are just like the Medusa in ancient Greek legends, which makes people chill.

Uncle Li was so frightened that he didn't dare to get up, so he jumped into his house and slammed the door shut, locking it, and putting the chair in front of the door, and finally felt unstable, so he put his clothes cabinet in front of the door, leaned back against the wardrobe, and sat on the ground panting.

The neighbors who originally heard the sound and came out to see the excitement and wanted to taunt Haibo were speechless at this moment.

More than 100 "faces" looked around, looking for food.

Hai Bo walked home slowly, he felt that he had no strength the moment he scared Uncle Li away, his little face turned pale, and his blood continued to be sent from the root to his head.

The hair is weird, what can I do if I am weird, I can be handsome enough, finally no one laughs at me, when I go home to rest and rest, I will go out to work tomorrow to earn money, so that they can really look at me. I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep...... I'm going to sleep.

On the sidewalk of more than 100 meters, Hai Bo walked as if he had to go through 9981 difficulties, and it took 20 minutes to finish the work.

When I arrived at home, I found that my door was not locked, so I pushed the door open and walked into my bedroom, and fell asleep on the big bed.

"I'm so hungry...... I'm so hungry......" I don't know if it's Haibo's murmur in his sleep, or some other voice......