Chaos through the heaven mission system

Chapter 94 114 Lovely Zhong Kui (21)

"It seems that what big brother said is very reasonable. After following his method, my charm seems to have increased again, and I have reached an unprecedented peak state."

Seeing the beauties around him squinting at him, Zhang Ziwen secretly rejoiced. If it was before, Zhang Ziwen would definitely run up immediately rubbing his belly and taste the juicy steamed buns all over the place, but now, Zhang Ziwen doesn't treat them at all. any interest.

Taking out the portrait in his bosom, Zhang Ziwen glanced at the pure but charming beauty with a flat but charming expression.

After looking at the portrait, and then looking at the girls around, the evil fire in my heart suddenly subsided by more than half. Compared with the beautiful woman in the painting, the people walking on the street are simply a group of toads that can walk upright, without the slightest attraction, and a little nausea.

"Hmph, a bunch of ugly monsters, how can you compare with my fairy sister? My brother is about to hit the third base, and the dragon is swaying his tail. How can I talk to you?" Zhang Ziwen cast a disdainful glance at the surroundings, lowered his head and continued to look at the portrait in his hand .

The woman in the painting seemed to have a different kind of charm, and the more she looked at it, the more beautiful she became. Zhang Ziwen gradually felt so bewitched that he couldn't extricate himself. He stared at the portrait with blurred eyes, stretched out his hand to put the portrait in front of his face, and kissed her hard. a mouthful.

"Sister Fairy, we will meet soon, just wait, I will definitely show you an extraordinary Zhang Ziwen, and I will definitely win your heart by then!"

Zhang Ziwen was looking at the portrait in a daze, when Han Dong patted him on the shoulder behind him, looked at Zhang Ziwen's new hairstyle and nodded pertinently: "Yes, although it is not refined enough, it is already very good according to the technology of this era Yes, with a slight change, it can still be seen.”

Hearing Han Dong's voice, Zhang Ziwen immediately turned his head in surprise, looked at Han Dong and said in surprise, "Brother, your method is really reliable. Since I cut this hairstyle, I feel that I have been sublimated, and Tang Bohu's The level is not much different."

"Hehe, what is this? I'll fix it up for you later. What is Tang Bohu? Even if Pan An comes, he will admit defeat! Then it will be easy to punch Quan Zhilong and kick exo." Han Dong said plainly. He smiled, and said: "Come with me, there is another procedure, after finishing the styling, you will be the most charming handsome guy in the world."

"Could it be more handsome?" Zhang Ziwen's excited mood rose to the extreme again. Although he didn't know who the birdman Quan Zhilong was in Han Dong's mouth, there was a strange flame rising in his heart. The sixth sense told him, This kind of flame is not an evil fire, but some kind of declaration, as if to say, a certain country, quit the Chinese entertainment industry, your sad looks are not enough to fascinate all the girls, the Song Dynasty is full of talents, if you are too arrogant, you will be kicked out.

Watching Han Dong walk away, Zhang Ziwen quickly followed in his footsteps.

Styling is a very troublesome thing, not only must you have solid basic skills, but also a soft and dexterous hand, a bottle of hairspray, a hair dryer, but the most important thing is to have electricity!
In the Song Dynasty, when cutting round bangs had to be cut with a bowl, it was not easy to blow a shape, but it was a longing thing.

Moreover, Han Dong is still a mortal who has never done hairdressing, but he vaguely remembers that there is a kind of thick iron rod in the barber shop, which seems to be able to be styled after heating.

According to what he remembered, Han Dong found two iron rods from a blacksmith shop, prepared cold water for one person, burned the iron rods red with fire, and then plunged them into the water. There was no special electric rod for modeling. This thing should be okay, anyway, they are all round and look the same.

Holding the red-hot iron rod, Han Dong lifted Zhang Ziwen's hair and compared them with the iron rod, first measuring whether the thickness is appropriate.

Seeing Han Dong's crazy actions, Zhang Ziwen was so frightened that his face was covered with sweat, his legs trembled and he asked, "Brother, what are you trying to do with a red-hot iron rod on my head? Could it be that you want to rip my hair out?" Burn it off, or burn my hair and scalp?"

"Hush, don't talk!" Han Dong didn't talk to Zhang Ziwen, and after a long time of comparison, he said to himself: "Well, the thickness is just right, but the speed needs to be faster, otherwise the hair will be burnt."

"I'm going, do you really want to use that thing to perm my hair?" Zhang Ziwen was scared to pee when he heard Han Dong talking to himself, use this thing to perm his hair?It will definitely burn him off together!

"Brother, don't do it, people will die!" Zhang Ziwen hurriedly stopped in fear: "I think this is enough, let's forget about the modeling, I think it's more reliable to create people directly."

Han Dong ignored Zhang Ziwen's crying, and stared at him: "Stop talking nonsense, the arrow is on the string, is there any reason not to say it?"

Then he grabbed the iron rod and threw it into the water.

"Zi la la..."

When the iron rod was thrown into the water, strands of white smoke spread along the air to the surroundings, and a violent sound came out, shaking Zhang Ziwen's eardrums.

"Brother, are you sure you're not kidding me?" Zhang Ziwen looked at Han Dong in fear, his calves were trembling, why did he feel that this guy didn't seem to be introducing a wife to himself, but rather like destroying his love rival.

"Who's joking with you, do you think I look like I'm joking?" Han Dong said angrily, and tried the water temperature.

"The water is hot, it's almost there!" Han Dong grabbed the iron rod and took out the iron rod that was still steaming, and the "sizzling" sound of the iron rod burning water stains could be faintly heard on it.

Zhang Ziwen wanted to run, but found that his legs were not in control. Zhong Kui had tied up his legs and pressed his shoulders at some point.

Before Zhang Ziwen could react, Han Dong's scorching iron rod had already landed on his head.

"Brother, I was wrong, don't, don't be hot!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Zi la la..."

"what!"

The only sound left in the entire space was the roar of killing a pig.

……………………………………………………………

After half an hour of torment, when Zhang Ziwen opened his eyes again, Han Dong was already nodding his head appreciatively: "Well, it's not bad, it's kind of like a sunny handsome guy, I didn't expect me to be so talented, wait until I go back We must open a barber shop to do styling, we don’t need anything, let’s use iron rods to do it!”

"What is a barbershop? Is it edible?" Zhong Kui asked curiously from the side.

"Uh, this, how can I explain it to you? It's hard to understand with your current IQ, just ask Zhang Ziwen, he's my first customer!" Han Dong smiled and patted Zhang Ziwen on the shoulder.

"Your sister's first customer!" Zhang Ziwen only had one thought now, and that was to look in the mirror quickly, so that he wouldn't be scalded by Han Dong, right?

(End of this chapter)