If you are not envied by others, you are a mediocre person. Therefore, I feel a little happy.
As a police officer in Jiangdu City, how can you bully ordinary people based on your status?
What others can do, he cannot do.
Lin Fan helped the paralyzed barber up and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I am not a petty person. Now I would like to trouble you to help my subordinates shave their hair. Just do the same as me. Do I, my subordinates, praise the master's craftsmanship?"
Juekou, you insist on having this hairstyle."
The detectives standing beside him felt like crying.
Boss, you can't open your eyes and tell lies.
Whenever we have said such words, it is entirely your personal meaning, okay?
"I'm not going to tell you, your hair style is the most beautiful one I have shaved in the decades I have been working in the industry." The barber said, and then he vowed: "Please rest assured, I will definitely treat all the police officers like you."
The whole thing is perfect.”
Lin Fan nodded with satisfaction, sat aside and waited, "Baoliu, come first and give everyone a good start."
"Yes, Tou." Wang Baoliu was very excited to be able to have the same hairstyle as his head. Moreover, he was the first one. This was a sign that Tou was optimistic about his performance and he would definitely tell his father when he got back.
Baoliu sat there expectantly, waiting for the barber to start his haircut.
soon.
A rustling sound spread inside the house.
The rest of the detectives were restless, as if there were needles sticking into their butts on their stools.
They wanted to escape, but they knew it was impossible. The head was right here watching them. No one could escape.
I knew it would be like this.
Even if I beat them to death, they would never praise me for how beautiful my hairstyle is.
Lin Fan is very satisfied with the current situation.
After he shaved his head, he attracted attention wherever he went. This feeling was not very good. He was a little impulsive at first, but now it is too late to regret it.
But now it's okay, not just for him, but for everyone.
It is necessary to share the attraction.
And the most important thing is that it is good for them to practice "Tietou Gong" and can save a lot of trouble.
"Father, mother, my child is going to become a monk."
A detective was sitting on a chair. Thinking of the upcoming results, a few tears slowly fell from the corners of his eyes.
Then he mustered up the courage and said, "Come on, I'm ready."
Wang Baoliu looked in the mirror and rubbed his head, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. It looked so good, and he felt much more energetic.
I really can’t put it down with my current hairstyle.
This will have to be the case from now on.
I don't know how long it took.
When a group of bald policemen appeared on the street, the people on the roadside were shocked.
Some vendors were hawking enthusiastically. When they saw the shining heads from the corner of their eyes, their limbs were stiff, their mouths were open, and they stared at the scene in front of them in stunned silence.
Damn it.
"So shameful." A group of policemen lowered their heads, feeling very embarrassed. They did not dare to look directly at the people. They always felt that they and others were aliens compared to the people.
"Raise your head." Lin Fan said angrily, realizing that there was also a big problem with their mentality. They needed more training. Starting from scratch, they would start special training from tomorrow.
As these boys were his subordinates, he had to be responsible to the end. They could die heroically, but they could not die in vain.
The head's angry shout made them raise their heads in surprise.
Some want to cry but have no tears.
I don’t even have the face to see anyone anymore.
On this day, the matter spread completely in Jiangdu City. The government police officers shaved their heads and looked powerful. Their heads could shine, which was very dazzling.
Martial arts training ground.
"Listen to me, everyone. "Tietou Kung Fu" is a second-rate skill. When you practice it to the highest level, your head can break a cauldron. You have a shallow foundation and need to make continuous progress. Don't be too hasty."
"The plaster has been prepared for you. Each of you can find a tree. Cooperating with the Hunyuan Stake can get twice the result with half the effort."
Lin Fan transformed into a stern head catcher and was definitely very strict in matters of cultivation.
"Baoliu, you are responsible for leading."
"Yes, head." Wang Baoliu said loudly, feeling that he had a heavy burden. He had to lead so many people, so he was considered an official.
Lin Fan, on the other hand, needs to continue to work hard. He has already practiced "Tietou Gong" to the second level, and is not far from the third level.
To be able to practice so quickly.
It should have something to do with the thick skin and thick skin of the innate magical powers.
On an innate basis, you have greater advantages than others.
Lin Fan practiced with them, moved the bricks to the training ground, picked up a brick and slapped it on the head, acting decisively without any timidity.
Practicing "Tietou Gong" is very hard, but regardless of whether it is hard or not, practice it first and then talk about it.
As a leader, how could Wang Baoliu not set an example? He hit his head directly on the bark of a tree, with a bang, the sky was spinning, stars were appearing in his eyes, and his legs were unsteady, as if he was drunk.
"The sky is shaking."
At the same time, the pain sent through his head almost made him scream loudly.
He refrained from shouting.
As a leader personally designated by the leader, if you really want to shout out, wouldn't it be a loss of face at all?
A policeman stood in front of the tree, stretched out his hand and touched it. The bark was a bit rough, and then he touched his smooth head. He felt something was wrong when his head hit it.
He looked at his head and hit it with a brick, and he fell into deep thought.
Is there really a difference in the brains between people?
"If you want to avoid losing your life in the battle, you must bleed and sweat for me now, otherwise your wife will become someone else's wife, your children will become someone else's children, and your parents will become lonely old people."
It’s a bit miserable to think about it.”
"Whether you practice or not is your own business. I can only tell you so much."
After Lin Fan finished saying what he wanted to say, he continued to pick up the brick and hit it on his head.
Maybe his words had some effect.
Everyone started practicing.
Lin Fan smiled happily. This was just right. There was no way to eat and wait for death. What they faced was not only monsters, but also unknown people.
For example, the forces behind Sun Tao and Lu Nian.
Bang!
Bang!
One of the detectives hit him so hard that his head was covered with blood, but he was still banging.
Gao Zhenbin.
Very few words.
Lin Fan usually observes the character of every subordinate in his team. Gao Zhenbin is relatively calm and can trust him with important matters.
It stands to reason that such a person will be successful.
What a pity.
Those who work as police officers are all from poor families, and even if they want to practice, they are not qualified to touch these things.
"If you get bleeding after a collision, you have to take medicine and stand on the Hunyuan Stake, with internal and external assistance, so that there will be no sequelae." Lin Fan said.
Although it feels very good to practice for the first time.
But I can't work so hard, because I have to keep up with your pace, and bricks are crackling on my head.
"Ah! Brother Baoliu, there is blood on your head."
Zizz...
Wang Baoliu turned his head, wondering where the blood was coming from.
Everyone watched in stunned silence as a small column of blood spurted out from Brother Baoliu's head, forming an arc and then falling down.