Grind the knife and put screws and lubricating oil in handfuls.

The rain stopped and the streets became lively again.

Several jewel-like ladies walked towards Kongfayi hand in hand and suddenly stopped.

A group of men dressed in bright clothes and fashionable hairstyles came marching. They were like catwalk models walking on a catwalk, but also murderous intent.

Because they have scissors and combs in their top pockets.

The line is very eye-catching.

Everyone on the pedestrian street stopped to watch.

"What company is this? Are you walking the catwalk?"

"Did Teacher Tony walk the catwalk together?"

"Hahaha...so funny!"

Some of the hairstylists blushed and some bowed their heads, but they still walked towards the streets on their shiny leather shoes...

"Oh my God!" Several jewel-like ladies covered their mouths, "That's Teacher No. 11!"

"That's Teacher No. 9!"

"It's over! Let's retreat quickly!" Several ladies hurriedly hid behind the fountain.

"Master!" Suddenly, Du Ruo let out a sound in surprise.

"Hmm?" Qin Kong was putting the polished razors into the disinfection box one by one. He turned his head and his eyes lit up.

A group of hairstylists stood in front of his shop, saluting him through the glass wall.

Full of murderous aura!

Qin Kong couldn't help laughing, so silly!

The hairstylists outside all glared at each other, turned around and pointed their butts at him.

One of them shouted: "Difan's shape, street charity cut!"

"Di Fan's look?" The people who were eating melons opened their mouths, "Is it the one on the third floor of the Royal Mansion Shopping Mall?"

"They are so expensive! How could they be cut with charity?"

"What is snippet?"

A hairstylist answered: "Self-cutting means free haircut!"

"Please rest assured, we will show our professionalism and help you make satisfactory hairstyles!"

The people who were obsessed with melons were very moved. After all, they were in the shape of Difan! They didn’t dare to walk in, just like the palace!

They are so friendly!

I'm afraid it's a lie?

No one dared to walk up.

While the masses were hesitating, someone was already running over with a stack of plastic stools and putting them in a row in front of the air-haired art.

A hairstylist stands behind each stool.

He covered his shop tightly from left to right.

Du Ruo widened his eyes and turned to look at the master. Seeing that the master was smiling, he relaxed a little and watched them perform.

I don’t know if it’s the real masses or the entrusting, but there was a unkempt man walking up like a homeless man and sitting on a stool.

The crowd exclaimed!

The hairstylist did not dislike it. He usually took out a small square from his pocket by magic, and when he shook it, he would make a thin cloth.

Around the man, pick up scissors and comb, brush it—

On that dirty and greasy hair,

Clip shears, broken shears, point shears, slip shears, fly shears, cuts, pick-up shears, hanging shears, marking shears...

The onlookers stared at each other, and the hairstylists were moving in a smooth and smooth manner, and they were dazzled by the sight.

In just over ten minutes, the person sitting on the stool changed his appearance!

I used to be like a homeless man, but now I am like a spiritual guy!

It’s no problem to change clothes and find a girlfriend.

The onlookers exclaimed and applauded.

The hairstylists all smiled.

Qin Kong was shocked, this was too hard, right? Such dirty hair was very harmful to scissors if it was not washed. A hairstylist who did not cherish his scissors, haha.

But the nine-style haircut looks great!

Unfortunately, the people who are eating melons can’t understand it!

But maybe I know he is behind, so I will show him.

Qin Kong picked up the cup and took a sip of water. The second person went up. This time, it should be a real melon-eating crowd.

Qin Kong sat on the bar chair and admired it.

It is worthy of being Difan's style! It's really much higher than that of ordinary mass stores!

The second person cut half of it, and the third person couldn't wait to sit next to him.

Soon, it was like a stool grabbing game, and it was all full.

The masses surrounded them and were amazed.

The empty hair art is like a background, covered tightly and completely ignored.

Du Ruo looked at the master again, and saw that the master was still so calm.

Because there were too many people gathered, the police officers on duty at the street entrance quickly came over, pulled away the masses, and walked inside.

When I saw that a group of hair stylists were cutting their hair and then looking at the empty hair art, the police said, "Hey! You can't set up a stall here! What's the matter with you putting the stall at the door of someone else? And they all got haircuts! Isn't this intention to make trouble?"

The crowd smiled and said, "Oh! There is also a barber shop behind it? There is no one!"

Some people ran in and took a look, "Wow! So expensive! No wonder no one! The police don't care, is it a random charge!"

"He's free! He's charged 10,000! I'm afraid he's crazy about being poor?"

"It should be that such a profiteer will go bankrupt!"

The police didn't know how to persuade him, but why did they become more and more excited as they spoke?

Qin Kong walked to the door and smiled, "It's okay, comrades police. They serve the people very well."

The police officer shook his head and walked to him, "Do you want to close the store? Don't be washed away."

"No. If someone really rushes to the store, I'll call the police."

The police officer shook his head, "Then I'll go there first, please be careful."

"Um."

Du Ruo looked at the more people gathered, but he was still a little uneasy. These hair stylists seemed to not impact the store, but it was hard for the masses to say.

If someone gets emotional, it will be troublesome.

Du Ruo hurried to the bar and called Brother Yun.

Qin Kong was very calm. Since he arrived at the door, he felt that the door had a better view. Looking from the side, it was definitely more comprehensive than looking from the back, and he could see their operations.

Seeing the master leaning against the door, Du Ruo took out the high chair behind the cash register, "Master, sit and watch."

"Yes." Qin Kong nodded and sat down with a smile.

Du Ruo also stood at the door, and looked like two door gods with his master on the left and right, mainly because he was afraid that people would rush to the shop.

Fortunately, the masses are in a stable mood at the moment. They are all waiting for the hairstylist who looks like Difan to cut their hair for free.

Xie Yun led a group of hairstylists to break in as if they were facing a great enemy. When he saw Qin Kong watching his peers perform in a daze, he laughed.

Allen jumped over and hung on his shoulder, "Senior Brother! We're scared to death! When he saw so many people surrounding him, he thought you were so lazy! You ended up being so leisurely!"

"Look together." Qin Kong smiled, "Di Fan's styling is really good, you all have a good look."

"Yes! Senior brother!" a group of hairstylists answered in unison.

Qin Kong covered his forehead, why is it better than the other group!

However, it did shock the hairstylists who looked at Di Fan and turned to look at them.

Xie Yun remained steady and said with a smile: "Xiaoruo, we are far away to watch the fun, and you won't be entertaining?"

Du Ruo was calm and happily ran in and cut a large plate of fruit.

He put a shelf on it.

Top hair stylists brought out their own chairs and benches and sat at the door.

Kevin forked up a piece of cantaloupe and handed it to Xie Yun, "Brother Yun, this melon is delicious!"

Allen grabbed a piece of watermelon directly and chewed it so hard that the corners of his mouth were red, "Senior Brother! The melon here is so sweet!"

Qin Kong was so amused that he was amused, "Can you not spray the melon seeds all over the ground?"

"Anyway, they will clean up later! Puff--" Alan spitted a black watermelon seed and fell into a pile of hair.

The overly down-to-earth look like a gangster shocked these high-end and elegant hairstylists.

The police came over to see him again because they were confused...

A group of hairstylists were eating melons, and a group of hairstylists were cutting their hair.

Sure enough, hair stylists in the world are all family!
Chapter completed!