Chapter 46 Aren't you talking about striptease?

After hanging up the phone, a man with a fiery red scar on his forehead took several wolf-like clerks onto the overpass.

"Who wants to see us?" Scarzi put his hands in his pocket, bit by bit, as if he were singing. He thought this look was very playful and had the demeanor of a big brother. Unexpectedly, he fell into Su Han's eyes and took a lighter look.

Which master appeared with a crazy head?

Obviously, they are rave. They think they are a little ruthless and bully a few ordinary people.

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

The yellow hair lying on the ground also howled, "Scar, cut down the second ratio here. He just hit me."

In fact, a yellow-haired hair salon is not a regular store. It often persuades some outsiders who return to their hometown to do their hair in a dubious way. It was agreed that it was free. When they got inside, it was this fee and that cost. After doing it, they got hundreds of yuan.

It's better for outsiders to do more than to do less. Usually, they don't care much about it. If they really care about it, Scar will be fierce to touch the guy, so there are almost no outsiders.

It's good this time. Did someone take the initiative to provoke it?

Scar stared at the fiery scar and walked to Su Han little by little: "Say, why do it? Want money? Or do you have a grudge?"

"Hum." Su Lan smiled and punched him. Scar's head was still a little bit. As a result, he was punched and immediately collapsed.

Are you stunned with one punch?

The stall owners around drank a lottery: "Brother, awesome!"

"Are you stunned with one punch? There is a sky outside."

"Niu, that's what you want to do well with these bastards who usually bully the market."

The other staff in the hair salon usually only look forward to scars. This time, they took the lead in knocking down. They suddenly became headless flies and subconsciously wanted to run, but their legs were weak.

Su Han didn't care about these. He rushed up, one foot, every foot and every punch, hit these people's halo hole.

Seven or eight wolf-like guys fainted on the ground in a few moments.

Everyone took a breath of cold air, which has been practiced!

It's even better than Ye Wen on TV, one foot at a time?

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

How dares to look at Su Han with yellow hair? He doesn't care about the stiffness of the ground and spread his face flat on the ground, so that he can not hand over with Su Han.

"Hmm, I'm not patient." Su Han looked at lying on the ground, like the yellow hair of a dead dog, with a foot on the back of his head.

A dull sound, yellow hair covered his nose and was electrocuted. He sat up twitchingly and covered his nose at the same time, looking very uncomfortable: "Brother, brother, I really didn't know you were so awesome. If I knew, I wouldn't dare to do this to you even if I borrowed ten times."

I just said two sentences, and the nosebleed of my yellow hair stained my chest red.

Su Han didn't say much. He reached out and took out his yellow-haired pocket and took out a wallet and a rich gold mobile phone.

After dialing his number with the local tycoon's mobile phone, Su Han put the local tycoon's mobile phone into the old lady's pocket: "Don't take off the mobile phone. In the future, I will call this mobile phone every once in a while. If I can't get through, or if I get through, it's not you, hum, boy , pay attention to me. I'll come to open your store when I have time.

"I dare not, absolutely not." Yellow hair is really afraid of Su Han. I have never seen such a black grandson: "What if my mobile phone is in arrears? My mother won't teach the phone bill either.

"Hum! Then you can hand it over to him. As long as I can't get through, your hair salon will be in trouble.

"Yes, yes!"

Su Han continued to open his wallet, which contained 3,000 yuan in cash. Su Han took out the cash and put the wallet on his yellow-haired face.

The yellow hair rolled on the ground.

The stall owners and pedestrians on the side were stunned by Su Han. Sure enough, he is a tough guy. A wallet can pull out such a lot of force.

Put the money in the old woman's hand: "You go with me and go to the railway station. As long as Yanjing arrives in October, it will be cold."

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

"Haha, it's okay." Su Han actually wanted to say that if it hadn't been for your mahogany sword, one hand would have been cut off by the two killers that night.

More than 100 meters in front of the bus station is the railway station, and Su Han led the old lady's overpass.

As soon as he took two steps, the big man selling CDs came over: "Brother, I didn't see it! At first, I thought you were a loser. You were simply a hero.

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

"Alas! Don't say that, the great chivalrous man, for the country and the people, you have done the last one, the bunker.

Su Han raised his head and smiled: "If you say such a literary word, I can hear a strong smell of hair. It's better to sell pirated CDs at ease."

"Hee." The big man smiled.

And the one who just sold Su winter vacation cigarettes also rushed over and stuffed four or five packs of "China" into Su Han.

Su Han quickly returned: "No, don't do this."

"Don't you look down on me? I think you are a character, so I want to give you something.

"Of course I have no problem with what you send me, but you smoke." Su Han smiled bitterly and said, "I'm really not used to smoking."

Others say that smoking is chronic suicide, and the inferior fake cigarette of the stall in front of him is simply suicide by taking poison.

It was not easy for Su Han to break through the enthusiastic stall vendors and get off the overpass.

The big man looked at Su Han's back and sighed, "There are still heroes in this world. I will also learn from him in the future."

The hawker selling fake cigarettes smiled dryly: "Bah! You can't become a hero no matter how you sell a film.

"Why not? From tomorrow, I will no longer sell *hairy films from the island country, * Japanese goods, starting with me, damn it. The big man broke into two halves of a CD of Mr. Cang in his hand.

......

It was hard to send the old lady on the train back home. Su Han waved the sweat on his forehead and looked at the watch in his hand. It was almost five o'clock.

Oh, I still have an appointment with Xiaoying, which is delayed.

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

"Brother Han, I thought you wouldn't go."

"Hey, I had something to do in the afternoon, so I was late."

"No late, no late, where are you?" Xiaoying's voice is a little charming, like a kitten, with a little stubbornness in gentleness.

"The station! Railway station, why don't you come and pick me up?" Su Han tossed around all afternoon, felt a little tired and said lazily.

Xiaoying immediately agreed and warned Su Han: "by the way, if you know the type of exhibition we attended later, don't look down on me. This is really an art, but it is not accepted by everyone. It is still very beautiful."

"Ah?" Su Han suddenly thought about it, it was art, but it was not accepted? Are you talking about--**?

Hey, Su Han closed the line with a giggle and muttered to himself: How could he laugh at you? I like this kind of art very much, **! That's great.

After waiting for half an hour, Xiaoying drove late and waved to Su Han standing on the road: "Brother Han, come here."

Su Han trotled open the co-pilot's door, got in and closed the door. Su Han asked, "Do you know that kind of art?"

"Ah?" Xiaoying suddenly blushed; "My parents don't accept this kind of thing."

"What's wrong with this? It's just taking off your clothes!"

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

Su Han nodded, and he also understood that the next steps, of course, were those blondes, twisting their graceful waists and facing the guests. Naturally, they could not be accepted by the older generation.

Oh, it's too old-fashioned.

"Alas!" Xiaoying sighed, "I can't help it. My father doesn't like to paint on the human body. They hate that there will be some marks on their skin. When they see it in the shower, they will have nightmares."

Ah? Didn't you say **? Why do you have to paint on your body? Oh! I know, literary **, right? ** while painting on the body, which is very popular with some petty bourgeoisie. Of course, I don't reject it. Just open your eyes. Su Han is generally not casual, and he is not a human being when he gets up casually.

Xiaoying stepped on the brake and blushed into a Fuji apple: "Oh, Brother Xiaohan, it's not **, it's a tattoo, a tattoo."

Puff! Su Han almost kowtowed his head on the dashboard, and the tattoo was just a tattoo! It's so complicated, "an art, but it's just not accepted by everyone", isn't it good to have said earlier? It made me make such a big mistake.

Rao Su Han's skin is as thick as the wall, and he can't help blushing and hot. This time, he shows his timidity.

"Bear, Brother Han, looking at your appearance, you don't seem to be very opposed to tattoos?" Xiaoying reorganized her mood and drove on the road. Along the way, she didn't see Su Han ask questions about tattoos, so she asked.

How can Su Han hate tattoos? He is a tattooed person, and he will tattoo other people's bodies in the future.

"How to say? Tattoo should be an art and a kind of painting art. How can I refuse such a high-end and elegant thing? You think too much." Su Han held the tattoo with a smile. There was nothing he could do. Who called him a tattoo man? If he really doesn't reject it at all, won't he stab a pattern on his body?

Of course, he has studied art from Master Jiuwen in the past two days. He really likes this kind of thing. The tattoo pattern still represents some spirit.

"Haha! I heard that a tattoo master in Japan, Kanto, is coming over tonight. If possible, I will definitely ask him to tattoo a pattern on his arm. Xiaoying said that Guan Dongzhe actually smiled infatuatedly, which was obviously a star-chasing family.

Bah! Kanto Zhe and Guan Beizhe are all scum with only five combat effectiveness in front of our door. Speaking of this, Su Han is obviously unconvinced.