Not long after the phone hung up, a man with a fiery red scar on his forehead led several wolf-like clerks onto the flyover.

"Who wants to see us?" Scar put his hands in his pockets, his head little by little, as if he was singing, he thought that this appearance was very playful, and he had the demeanor of a big brother in the rivers and lakes. As everyone knows, in Su Han's eyes, he even took a look at it.

Which master appeared and nodded his head like a sheep's madness?

is obviously a rabble, thinking that with a little ruthlessness, bullying and bullying a few flat-headed ordinary people will go to the sky.

"It's me." Su Han was not afraid at all, and said in a flat voice.

The yellow-haired man lying on the ground also howled: "Scar, cut here Erbi, he beat me just now." ”

The yellow-haired hairdresser is actually not a regular shop, and often persuades some outsiders who want to return to their hometowns at the station to do their hair in a slanderous way, saying that haode is free, and when they get inside, it is this fee and that fee, and they do it for hundreds of dollars.

Outsiders are more than one thing is better than less, usually there are few cares, if there is really a plan, the scar will be vicious to move the guy, so almost no outsiders dry their teeth.

It's good this time, there are still people who take the initiative to provoke?

Scar stared at the fiery red scar, and walked in front of Su Han little by little: "Say, why do you do it?" Want money? Or is it a feud? ”

"Hmph." Su Leng laughed and smashed it with a punch, and the head of the scar was still little by little, but he was punched and immediately paralyzed.

Stunned with one punch?

The surrounding stall owners all applauded: "Dude, awesome!" ”

"Confused with a punch? There is a heaven out of the sky. ”

"Niu, that's the way it is, take a good job of these bastard scum who usually bully and dominate the market."

The other guys in the hairdresser usually only look at the scar, but this time it was good, and they took the lead in killing people, and they suddenly became headless flies, and they subconsciously wanted to run, but their legs and stomachs were weak.

Su Han didn't care about this, rushed forward, one kick at a time, and every kick and punch smashed on these people's faint holes.

Seven or eight wolf-like guys, within a few moments, all fainted to death on the ground.

Everyone took a breath of cold air, this is practiced!

It's even better than the Ip Man on TV, one foot at a time?

After Su Han dealt with these guys who claimed to be very fierce, he returned to the yellow hair.

Where did the yellow hair dare to look at Su Han, he didn't care about the stiffness of the ground, and spread his face on the ground, so that he could not have a visual handover with Su Han.

"Hmph, I'm a little bad at patience." Su Han looked at the yellow hair lying on the ground, like a dead dog, and kicked him on the back of the head.

For!

With a dull sound, the yellow hair covered his nose like an electric shock, sat up convulsively, and covered his nose at the same time, looking very uncomfortable: "Big brother, big brother, I really don't know that you are so good, if you know, even if you lend me ten guts, I don't dare to do this to you." ”

After just two sentences, the yellow-haired nosebleed stained his chest red.

Su Han didn't say much, reached out and took out a wallet and a local tyrant gold mobile phone in his yellow hair pocket.

After dialing his own number with the local tyrant gold mobile phone, Su Han put the local tyrant gold mobile phone into the old lady's pocket: "Don't get rid of the mobile phone, I will call this mobile phone every once in a while in the future, if I can't get through, or if you don't answer it, hum, boy, you pay attention to me, I will come over to dismantle your store when I have time." ”

"Don't dare, never dare." The yellow hair is really afraid of Su Han, and he has never seen such a black grandson: "What if the mobile phone is in arrears?" My mom won't teach you how to pay for the phone. ”

"Humph! Then you give it to him, as long as I can't get through the phone, your hairdresser will be in trouble. ”

"Yes, yes!"

Su Han continued to open the wallet, which contained three thousand yuan in cash, Su Han took out the cash and pulled the wallet on the yellow-haired face.

Whipped yellow hair and rolled on the ground.

The stall owners and pedestrians on the side were stunned by Su Han, he was really a tough guy, and a wallet could pull out so much strength.

Stuffed the money into the old woman's hand: "You come with me, go to the train station, as long as Yanjing is in October, it will be cold and panicked." ”

"Xiexie, little brother, I didn't expect you to help me again."

"Haha, it's okay." Su Han actually wanted to say that if it weren't for your peachwood sword, maybe one of his hands would have been cut off by those two killers that night.

More than a hundred meters in front of the bus station is the railway station, and Su Han is holding the old lady's overpass.

As soon as he took two steps, the big man who sold the disc came over: "Big brother, I didn't see it!" At first, I thought you were a dick, but you were simply a hero. ”

"If you can't be a hero, you can just draw a knife to help you when you see injustice." Su Han said modestly.

"Alas! Don't say that, the great man of chivalry, for the country and the people, you have already done the latter one, the bunker. ”

Su Han tilted his head and smiled: "If you say something so crepe, I can hear a strong smell of hair, so let's sell pirated CDs with peace of mind." ”

"Hee-hee." Dahan smiled.

And the one who sold Su Han's fake cigarettes just now also rushed over and stuffed four or five packs of "China" at Su Han. ”

Su Han hurriedly returned: "Don't, don't do this." ”

"Look down on me, don't you? I saw that you were a character, so I wanted to send you something. ”

"I'm naturally okay with you sending me something, but you smoke." Su Han smiled bitterly: "I'm really not used to smoking." ”

Others say that smoking is a chronic suicide, but the stall owner's inferior counterfeit cigarettes in front of him are simply suicides by taking poison.

Finally, Su Han broke through the enthusiastic stall vendors and got off the overpass.

Dahan looked at Su Han's back and sighed: "This shijie, there are still heroes, I will learn from him in the future." ”

The vendor selling fake cigarettes laughed dryly: "Phew! You can't become a hero no matter how you sell it. ”

"Why not? From tomorrow onwards, I'm no longer selling AV wool films from the island country.,Boycott Japanese products.,Start with me.,Rely on.。 Dahan burst into two halves of a disc of Teacher Cang that he was holding in his hand.

……

Finally sent the old lady on the train back to her hometown, Su Han waved the sweat on his forehead, looked at the watch in his hand, it was almost five o'clock.

Oops, I still have an appointment with Xiaoying, but it's delayed.

He hurriedly picked up his mobile phone and dialed Xiaoying: "Hey! Xiaoying? ”

"Brother Xiaohan, I thought you weren't going."

"Hehe, I ran some errands in the afternoon, so I'm late."

"Not late, not late, where are you?" Xiaoying's voice is a little cute, like a kitten, gentle with a little stubbornness.

"Station! Train station, why don't you come and pick me up? Su Han tossed for an afternoon, feeling a little tired, and said lazily.

Xiao Ying immediately agreed, and at the same time warned Su Han: "By the way, if you know the type of exhibition we participate in later, don't look down on me, this is really an art, it's just not accepted by everyone, and it's still very beautiful." ”

"Huh?" Su Han suddenly thought about it, it was art, but it was not accepted? Could it be that you are talking about striptease?

Hehe, Su Han smirked and closed the line, and muttered to himself: How could I laugh at you? I'm a big fan of this art, striptease! That's great.

After waiting for half an hour, Xiao Ying drove the car late, and beckoned to Su Han, who was standing on the side of the road: "Brother Xiao Han, come here." ”

Su Han trotted open the co-pilot's door, got in, closed the door, and asked, "Look at that kind of art, do your family know about it?" ”

"Huh?" Xiao Ying's cheeks suddenly flushed; "My parents don't quite accept this kind of thing."

"What's not acceptable about this, it's nothing more than taking off your clothes!"

"They accept undressing, but they don't accept the next steps." Xiaoying said.

Su Han nodded, he also understood, the next steps of striptease, of course, were those blonde girls naked, twisting their graceful waists, and complaining to the guests, which naturally could not be accepted by the older generation.

Oops, it's old-fashioned.

"Alas!" Xiao Ying sighed: "No way, my father doesn't like to paint on the human body, they hate that there will be some marks on the skin, and they will have nightmares when they see it when they take a bath." ”

"Huh? Aren't you talking about striptease? Why do you still have to paint on your body? Oh! I see, literary striptease, right? While complaining,And then painting on the body.,It's very popular with some petty bourgeoisie.,Of course,I'm not rejecting it.,Just open your eyes.。 "Su Han is generally not casual, and he is not a person when he gets up casually.

Xiao Ying stepped on the brakes, and her face blushed into Fuji apples: "Oh, Brother Xiaohan, it's not a striptease, it's a tattoo, a tattoo." ”

Burst! Su Han almost knocked his head on the dashboard, and his tattoo was tattooed! It's so complicated, and it's "an art, but it's not accepted by everyone", wouldn't it be nice to say it earlier? Let me make such a big fuss.

Rao is Su Han's skin thickness is comparable to the city wall, and he can't help blushing and his ears are hot, this time he can show his timidity.

"By the way, Brother Xiaohan, looking at your appearance, you don't seem to be very opposed to tattoos?" Xiao Ying reorganized her emotions and drove on the road, but she didn't see Su Han asking questions about tattoos along the way, so she asked.

How could Su Han hate tattoos? He's a tattoo person, and he's going to have tattoos on other people's bodies in the future.

"How so? Tattoos should be an art, a kind of painting art, such a high-end and high-grade thing, how could I refuse? You're thinking too much. Su Han smiled and held the tattoo, no way, who called him a tattoo person? If he really didn't reject it at all, wouldn't he tattoo a pattern on himself?

Of course, in the past two days, he has been learning art from the master of nine patterns, and he really likes this kind of thing, and the tattoo pattern still represents some spirit.

“haha！ Tonight, I heard that there is a tattoo master in Japan, Tetsu Kanto, who is coming over, and if I can, I will definitely ask him to tattoo a pattern on his arm. Xiaoying said that Guan Dongzhe actually laughed stupidly, obviously he is also a star chaser.

Bah! What Kanto Zhe, Kanbei Zhe, in front of our tattooed door, are all scum with only five combat strength, speaking of which, Su Han is obviously unconvinced.