At five o'clock in the afternoon, Brother Biao packed up and prepared to go out for the peace banquet. This is the first time in Fenglin Town that two gangsters have met at the dining table in the past ten years, and it is deliberately arranged by the mysterious bigwigs, which is of great significance, so Brother Biao is quite cautious in dressing.

Out of nowhere, Brother Biao pulled out a set of plaid suits, an off-white wicker shirt, and a local tyrant's golden tie. It should be all products of the nineties of the last century, I don't know if it was the inventory he wore when he got married, or it may be a souvenir left by him when he mixed the rivers and lakes in Quanzhou. Anyway, it looks like bells and whistles, and the current street atmosphere is obviously incompatible, if it is an ordinary person wearing out, it is estimated that everyone will be scolded for being stupid B, and the lightest will also attract laughter all over the street.

But Brother Biao has always liked to be different. It's like the whole city smokes, but he drinks tea. The same goes for the habit of dressing. What's more, this time I saw Brother Dongcheng, so I had to dress so that people screamed in horror in order to calm the scene.

Objectively speaking, Brother Biao doesn't look stupid with such a retro outfit, after all, he is a person of that era. The biggest problem was that because his belly was too big, his shirt was too tight, and he jumped off two buttons and didn't tuck it into his pants. Two corners are exposed, like two rabbit tails growing in front.

Later, Shar Pei, who was still on the side, couldn't see it, so he first pinned two buttons under the hem of his shirt, stuffed them into his trousers like stuffed mustard, and then helped him tighten his belt vigorously in the back, until he was a little out of breath, and his face was flushed, and he scolded very unpleasantly:

"Stuff your mother, do you want to strangle me?"

He sighed in despair: "I can't wear this ragged clothes anymore." It's a pity that this out-of-print style and fabric. ”

Shar Pei continued to pull the belt and smiled behind him:

"Brother Biao, don't you know, how can celebrities now wear clothes when they attend dinner parties? There are even people who go on a diet for three or five days in advance in order to put on their clothes, and they are so hungry that they are dizzy and fall to the ground and are sent to the hospital for treatment. ”

In the end, Biao's belly is divided into two parts by the belt, like a huge caterpillar. The deep belly button is just above the belt, exposed between the two pins of the shirt. Brother Biao looked down and felt that there was a snake hole in the middle of his stomach in autumn and winter, and a pointed snake might emerge from it at any time.

Brother Biao picked his navel with his left hand, stroked his upper and lower abdomen with his right hand, looked depressed, and sighed.

Shar Pei helped him put on a blazer and pinned two pins to the hem to cover the "giant caterpillar" and "snake hole". Shar Pei patted Brother Biao's shoulder and comforted:

"The panache of a fully successful person."

Brother Biao made a gesture in front of the mirror for a long time, and felt that he had regained some of his former vigor, and his mood slowly improved, and he summed up a simple truth:

Successful people are glamorous on the surface, but under the brand-name coat, they are basically miserable.

Then Brother Biao began to shave, cut his nose hair, squeezed out two untimely pimples, and asked Shapi if it was necessary to pluck his eyebrows, Shapi persuaded Brother Biao that his eyebrows were very heroic, so he gave up. In the end, in terms of hair management, I made another difficulty.

Compared to many of his peers, Biao's baldness is not too serious, but it happens to be missing the central part of his head, the legendary "Mediterranean", which looks unsightly and is more troublesome to deal with. Brother Biao held the comb himself and raised it to the top of his head, like holding a machete, and gesturing on the top of his head for a long time, but he didn't know how to start.

Brother Biao first turned the hair on his left sideburns horizontally to the right, trying to cover the "Mediterranean", but his head shook slightly, and his long hair fell weakly like a reed falling in the wind. He didn't give up, and combed the hair on his right sideburns to the left, but he still couldn't withstand the slight shaking of his head, and fell back to his place very unhappily.

Brother Biao was still holding the comb in the posture of holding the knife, his face was full of frustration again, sighing, and there was a murderous flame in his eyes. Seeing this, Shapi was a little frightened in his heart, and came up with a bad idea without hesitation:

"Brother Biao, dip some lard on the comb, and your hair will stick to your scalp."

At this time, the little steel cannon happened to enter the bathroom to fill water, ready to boil water to make tea, and when he heard this, he immediately replied:

"Lard beckons flies."

Brother Biao then sprinkled all his anger on Sha Pei, and regardless of the credit for helping him pull the belt just now, he raised his foot and kicked Sha Pei down on the edge of the bathtub, scolding:

"Stuff your mother, do you want me to go out on the street like, surrounded by flies and mosquitoes everywhere I go?"

Seeing Shar Pei being beaten, the little steel cannon gloated a little, filled a pot of water, and came up with a brilliant idea before going out:

"Upper mousse. Mousse holds hair in place like a steel wire, and the shears are continuous. ”

Brother Biao was overjoyed, kicked Shar Pei again, and ordered: "Hurry up and go downstairs to buy me mousse." ”

Shar Pei climbed downstairs with a roll. The little steel cannon makes tea in the living room. Brother Biao continued to pose in front of the mirror, and later took a pornographic magazine, covering the part above his forehead, and only kept his eyes to admire the unique dress. Looking at it, a wave of nostalgic sadness swelled up in my heart, and I nodded and told the story to myself in the mirror:

"Brother, when I was in Quanzhou, that ...... It's quite handsome. It's a pity that the years are not forgiving. ”

It happened that Xiaogang Cannon made tea, walked into the bathroom again and asked Brother Biao if he wanted to have a drink first, and when he heard Brother Biao's self-sigh, he wanted to inquire about Brother Biao's true past.

The little steel cannon was very satisfied with Brother Biao because he had a brilliant idea of using mousse just now; As soon as the boss is happy, he is a little proud, and once a person is proud, he is easy to get carried away; Once you forget your form, you don't know the importance of your speech, and then you don't know how to speak. The little steel cannon laughed dryly and asked:

"Brother Biao, your clothes are indeed handsome, you must have been jade every day back then, right? Yesterday, Zhou Weiliang, a bastard, said, you were beaten in Quanzhou for picking up girls, is it true? ”

The first half of this statement is acceptable, but the second half is a big taboo. What Brother Biao hates the most in his life is that someone exposes his unbearable selfishness in Quanzhou. Fundamentally speaking, it was because Zhou Weiliang exposed his secrets as soon as he came yesterday that the scuffle was caused. Now that he has been revisited by his own right-hand man, Brother Biao has a pain in his heart, and his emotions that have just become better are destroyed all at once.

Brother Biao suddenly turned around, threw the erotic mixture on the face of the little steel cannon, rushed up and grabbed the little steel cannon's neck, glared and screamed:

"Stuff your mother, that's a rumor. That's a rumor. ”

Xiao Gangcang only reacted at this moment and said the wrong thing. The neck is choked, and he can't speak completely, and he can't resist with all his might, otherwise the consequences will be more serious. He could only break Brother Biao's fingers while making a sound in his throat:

"I, I...... Tea, tea. ”

He wanted to please and say, I have made tea, do you want to drink it? can be said incompletely, and the pronunciation is vague, but Brother Biao heard it as "I check, I check", and thought to himself, "Stuff your mother, do you dare to check my past face to face? Is there still a boss like me in your eyes? So he became even more angry, almost on the verge of collapse.

Brother Biao pinched his neck with one hand, and grabbed the hair of the little steel cannon with the other. Grabbing the hair, he slammed the head of the small steel cannon against the wall.

The little steel cannon was beaten by the five generals under Zhou Weiliang yesterday, and his nose has not yet recovered, and between breathing and breathing, there is still a faint pain in his nostrils, and today he was beaten by his own boss on the wall because of a disagreement, what is this called?

Xiao Gang Cannon was sad, and couldn't help but feel a little angry, thinking that I have been with you for so many years, there is no credit and hard work, no hard work and fatigue, not to mention, just last night, wasn't it because you wanted to find some broken paper on a whim, would I be beaten like this? Today, for such a trivial matter, you are going to bang my head against the wall? The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and in the end, the anger finally broke out.

The small steel cannon roared, and the whole body exerted its strength, attacking up and down. After all, he is much younger than Brother Biao, and his body is stronger than Brother Biao, this time he not only broke off Brother Biao's fingers, removed the threat of his neck, but also pressed his knee on Brother Biao's big belly.

From an outsider's point of view, Brother Biao's performance in the past two days is indeed a bit abnormal. It's no wonder that since last night, Zhou Weiliang first uncovered the scars in a very shameless manner, and then peed his pants on the return trip, and when he looked in the mirror today, he found that his image was no longer what it used to be. The mood will inevitably be depressed, and the behavior will inevitably be abnormal.

But Brother Biao never expected that the little steel cannon that had followed him for many years would turn against him so easily. It's just a matter of breaking off his fingers that pinched his neck, and he dared to push his stomach with his knees!

Brother Biao became rich after the age of thirty-five, and the fat on his body did not grow on his limbs, but was piled up in his abdomen, making his belly not only round, but also extremely elastic. was hit by the knee of the small steel cannon, Brother Biao's body was bounced out, and the last one did not stand firm and fell into the bathtub.

The key is that the belt that Brother Biao finally tightened just now is estimated to be of poor quality, and it was immediately broken by his stomach. I don't know where the two buttons on the hem of the shirt have fallen. Then, he got up from the tub, his pants without the belt, and slipped into the crook of his feet.

This time, in addition to being full of sadness, Brother Biao was also full of anger, and regardless of the image, he simply took off his pants, jumped out of the bathtub, and pounced on the little steel cannon again.

Xiao Gang Cannon was furious just now, and fought against Brother Biao, but now he calmed down after taking a breath, knowing that it is a taboo to fight with the boss, and it is more serious than exposing people's selfishness. So this time I didn't dare to fight back, so I could only defend. With that, the two twisted together and rolled from the bathroom to the living room.

Brother Biao didn't let go, and the little steel cannon couldn't get up. The two are at a stalemate.

Luckily, just then, Shapemai Mousse returned. When I opened the door, I saw that the two people who were fine just now were fighting on the ground, and I couldn't help but be surprised.

And Brother Biao still wears the same plaid suit on his upper body, but he only wears underwear on his lower body, which looks nondescript. Shar Pei almost laughed, and finally went out to blow a cold breeze, and his mind was calmer, and he couldn't hold back his laughter.

Shar Pei stepped forward and broke the hands of the little steel cannon, and then broke the hands and feet of Brother Biao. Mouth muttered:

"What's going on, what's going on? How did you guys fight? ”

The little steel cannon sat on the ground, full of pain and grievances, and couldn't hold back for a while, and cried whining. Brother Biao's anger still did not subside, his right hand pointed at the small steel cannon, and scolded incoherently:

"Stuff your mother. How dare you push my belly. How dare you push my belly. It's the other way around. ”

Seeing that things were difficult to clean up for a while, Shar Pei first lifted the small steel cannon up, pushed out the door, and motioned for him to go back first. Then he poured half a cup of tea made by the small steel cannon just now and handed it to Brother Biao. After Brother Biao finished drinking the tea in his hand, he didn't mention the matter of pressing down the small steel cannon, and began to regain his image.

This out-of-print suit and fabric suit was not torn by the fight. The two buttonholes in the hem of the shirt were cracked, but with three or four more buttons, I could barely put it on. As for the belt, finding another one is not a big problem.

As for the overhead hairstyle, now that the little steel cannon is gone, it's all up to Shar Pei. Shar Pei swirled all the hair around Biao, moved it to the middle, and then fixed it in the center of his head with mousse. The "Mediterranean" was smoothed out, and another sharp cone rose into the sky.

Shar Pei asked Biao to look in the mirror at his new hairstyle, commenting on the side:

"The new Shamat look. Do you see it? You're twenty years younger. ”

After the big fight, Brother Biao was very satisfied with this sharp hairstyle. Seeing that it was not early, he took Shar Pei to the banquet.

Later, people on the street saw Biao Ge's unique hairstyle, and they unanimously agreed:

That day, Brother Biao's head was like a piece of.