C12

Suddenly, a loud sound could be heard as another wooden door of the barber shop was pushed open from the outside, interrupting the rest of the people inside.

He saw more than ten people walking in, and with a single glance, he could tell that they weren't good citizens. They surrounded the entrance of the shop and swept their eyes over the barber shop. They kept shaking their legs, afraid that others would not know that he had come with ill intentions.

Shi En, the old barber, and the head-washing woman's attention were all attracted, and the leading person lifted his leg, letting go of the young barber who was lying on the ground. Facing so many fellows whose identities were unknown, Shi En would definitely not make a move.

The old Barber's brow furrowed. He walked over to help the young man up. "Who are you guys looking for?" I wonder how we offended you? "

There was a scar on his left eye, and he was also wrapped in a big red scarf. Glancing at Shi En who was sitting back on the chair, he spoke to the old barber: "Master, we aren't looking for anyone, but just entered the door and accidentally bumped into this young master. It's fine, we don't mind.

"Haircut?"

Shi En had a rough idea of what was going on when he heard the old Barber say, "Sure, customers will have to cut their hair in a while. I'll cut your hair here after I take care of it." The young Barber looked as if he wanted to say something, but the old man stopped him with a glance.

One of them who looked to be around seventeen or eighteen years old, a young man with blue hair immediately became angry, "Old bastard!" If my Brother Langgou wants to cut our hair, we have to wait.

After he finished speaking, he wanted to rush over and take care of them, but he was stopped by the man with a split head, who was also the 'Brother Langgou' that he spoke of.

A playful smile appeared on Brother Langgou's face. He took a drag of his smoke and said unquestionably, "I want my hair cut now. Master, you go and get me right now. I heard that you're the number one barber in Great Ming Dynasty, that's 30/70% of my gold ratio. You have to take care of it.

Did he really come for a haircut? Shi En laughed. These people's characteristics were too obvious, even a blind person would be able to understand that they had come with ill intentions.

Since he was sure he was here to cause trouble, the matter was actually simple. Shi En decided to continue staying here. For no reason other than this, he also had this hair style.

The old barber winked at the young barber and told him to take the two girls back inside. He walked up to me with a smile and said, "This customer, I'm sorry. I might not be able to help you with your hairstyle today. Come back another day. Old Master, I'll help you trim it for free. Please come today."

Shi En did not reply, but continued to look at the small fry book leisurely. He then heard the little fellow say, "There's nothing wrong, old master, you can take care of it for now, I'm not in a rush."

The older Brother Langgou of the group heard Shi En's words and completely ignored him, as they walked towards the seats in the shop. When he raised his head and saw the cute watermelon head shampoo girl in the room, his eyes lit up. He stretched out his hand to look at the cigarette holder and laughed, "What a beautiful girl, why aren't you washing your hair for me."

Inside the room, the girl washing her hair had a frightened look in her eyes. She grabbed the Barber's hand and quickly retreated. Shi En looked up and saw the shampoo girl in the mirror. Her eyes were filled with tears, and she shook her head with all her might. Seeing that, the young Barber was not afraid. Instead, his eyes were wide open as he glared at Brother Langgou's back.

Brother Langgou took in a deep breath of smoke and exhaled into the air. The choking smell of tobacco filled the entire store and he did not force the headwashing woman to wash his hair.

They were just a bunch of hoodlums. This time, they were here to collect money to help others get rid of the calamity. When they came to find trouble, they had to pay attention to their own methods.

The others also swaggered to find a seat and with a wave of their hands, the 10 odd lackeys behind him also sat down. Each of them picked up a pile of small figures on the cabinet and looked at them, when a lackey suddenly asked: "Hey? Why can't I see the seventh book? "

Shi En's face did not change at all, and he said softly: "I'm here.

Pow!

Before Shi En could finish his sentence, Ma Zi pulled out a silver knife from his waist and stabbed it into the table, then kicked down the cart with the hair cutting tools. The voice was very loud, making the originally sloppy and easy to talk Shi En's expression turn fierce in an instant. When Brother Langgou saw his lackey's murderous look, he did not stop and continued to smoke his pipe, ready to watch a good show.

Seeing that Brother Langgou did not have any intention to make him stop, the horse cub's arrogance immediately turned into a somewhat terrifying one.

However, Shi En turned a deaf ear to everything that was happening, he only looked at the little person, and was not afraid in the slightest. Instead, he looked at him with a gaze that contained a hint of playfulness.

Ever since he caught up with the Taisui Sect, he had been running rampant everywhere. After slapping the table today, that person still acted like an old monk and continued to look at a lowly person like Ben. That was simply treating him like a fart. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He immediately picked up his dagger and threw it at Shi En.

Seeing that, the old barber who was cutting his hair opened his mouth, wanting to remind Shi En. However, he was stared at by a cold stare from the Brother Langgou, causing him to be unable to say anything in the end. Shi En, on the other hand, continued to look at the little person without turning his head. As the silver knife got closer and closer to his head, he reached out his palm.

"Zi", when the knife touched Shi En's palm, it was like ice under the blazing sun, it instantly melted and became hot silver liquid. Shi En retrieved his hand and held the silver juice in his hand.

When Shi En used this move, only the old barber and the Brother Langgou next to him saw it. Brother Langgou was shocked, he never expected that this young lad who did not show his strength would actually have such an ability.

However, his ten odd underlings did not notice this point. When the lackey saw that his precious Pure Silver Knife was taken away by Shi En, he became angry and wanted to fight with Shi En. All of the subordinates who had just sat down immediately stood up, they all stared at Shi En with imposing auras, as though they thought that Shi En was in cahoots with the barber, and shouted out: "Damn! Your barber shop only calls out people like that, not only did you not give face to our Brother Langgou, you even dared to confiscate our things, do you believe that we will immediately destroy your crappy shop? "

Shi En squinted his eyes and closed the book. She then faced Brother Langgou, who was sitting next door and cutting his hair, and said amiably: "You must be Brother Langgou. If you keep making such a ruckus like this, this shop will not be open for business."

"My hair is still waiting for the old master to cut it. For a big character like you, don't make things difficult for the old master's family, this small business of theirs is not easy, if you say that they have offended you, I will compensate you, or are you here to collect protection fees?"

Although this group of people came to find trouble with the barber, not only were these two heartless people not nervous, they were even a bit happy and gloating.

"F * ck!" Collect protection fees? Who do you think we are? "Who do you think you are?" Because the lackey thought that Shi En had snatched the silver dagger away, he was extremely resentful towards, but after hearing what he said, he became extremely angry, as if he had been verbally insulted. Shi En scratched his ears, thinking that why did this guy say that he didn't look like a hoodlum.

"Immediately! Immediately! "Return your father's silver dagger and kneel down and kowtow, otherwise you won't be able to walk out of this door today." The lackey said coldly.

As soon as his voice fell, the subordinates beside him got up and surrounded the door so that not even a drop of water could leak out.

Brother Langgou who had just finished cutting his hair turned the smoke gun upside down on the table and put it back in the new smoke. He even took out a small box from his bosom and used his nails to take out some black paste. He raised his pipe in the air, and immediately a lackey came over with a fire lantern to light his cigarette. He puffed and said to the old barber in the mirror, "I'll have to be blunt. Master, you've given me a hairstyle that doesn't satisfy me at all. It's better to close this shop as soon as possible!"

Just as I expected! Shi En thought, these people were here on purpose to cause trouble, so as to make the barber shop close its doors. But what was the purpose of their actions?

"Old Master, I say, you really don't know how to enjoy life. You can't earn that much by guarding such a crappy store. Look at the customers all running to the other side." Brother Langgou took a few puffs and continued: "If I were you, I would have sold this shop and taken this money to enjoy life with my children, don't you think so?"

The Barber looked at him blankly for a moment, then said, "I know. Go back and tell that man that he can forget about it."

Hearing the two talking, Shi En did not quite understand. He then asked the old barber, "Old master, what is going on?"

The old Barber shook his head and did not answer. Instead, it was Brother Langgou who interrupted him: "Little brother is not someone from this shop, it's better for you to mind your own business. I have an aunt who lived to 130 years of age.

The corner of Shi En's mouth curved up slightly, his original smile suddenly becoming more sinister, causing Brother Langgou, who was smoking, to somehow feel a chill all over his body. Shi En replied, "If that's the case, then your esteemed aunt really has a beautiful face. My rich Lao Huang dog has been chasing rats everywhere, and only passed away the year before last. He is 250 years old."