The black dragon stepped on the auspicious cloud, the Dragon Beard was put in his ear, and a military knife shaved a lifelike dragon on people's head. The dragon's mouth also contained a dragon ball.

"Wow, that's awesome. It really shaved a dragon!"

The onlookers were surprised. Some people secretly regretted that Qin Yuxi's 50 yuan haircut was expensive. Now, what is it? Such an ox fork, whoever comes and goes with a dragon, it's particularly cool.

After Qin Yuxi received the knife, the BMW owner held up the mirror in his hand, looked at the dragon on his head in the mirror, couldn't help laughing, stood up, opened his wallet and paid Qin Yuxi 100 yuan,

"Take it. Your craft is worth the price!"

Local tyrant, worthy of being a local tyrant!

Qin Yuxi thanked him and generously took over the 100 yuan bill from the BMW man. Several people shouted that they would also give Qin Yuxi money and ask her to help shave the dragon on her head.

She smiled and shook her head. She said to shave only one. If many people have dragons and tigers on their heads in the same place, it would not be unique. People who spend a lot of money to shave their heads will also lose the opportunity to attract attention.

This kind of consumption psychology is very good for Qin Yuxi.

So she was not greedy. She went directly to Qi Zihan and showed him the money in her hand. She was showing off.

Qi Zihan stretched out his hand, touched Qin Yuxi's head, took his saber, inserted it back into the scabbard tied to his lower leg, and whispered:

"Great, you're great."

Is there anyone who can see the light on Qin Yuxi when she is concentrating on something?

Qi Zihan always likes to stand in silence and look at Qin Yuxi. She is painting or shaving. He likes Qin Yuxi like this. When she is serious, she is the most beautiful.

So Qi Zihan said Qin Yuxi was great. In fact, he didn't praise Qin Yuxi for making a full box of oil and 100 yuan. He was saying that what Qin Yuxi did was beautiful!

After dinner, it was already dark. Some cars continued to drive to their destination. Some cars planned to stop here for the night, but everyone passing by and eating in the restaurant would stare at the head of the restaurant owner's son.

Some people will be surprised, just like discovering the new world, and shout to the boy, "Wow, is this a tiger?"

At this time, the boy would reply proudly, "yes, a tiger."

This feeling that he is the focus of attention will continue until the hair on his head is long and the tiger is completely submerged in the hair.

On such a night, the BMW owner asked his subordinates to drive and arrive in the city. He asked his subordinates to park outside the teahouse, get off and go into the teahouse to have tea.

Outside the teahouse, Shang Chuncao, about 16, was squatting on the side of the road with several men. His hands and feet trembled slightly, and his body could not stop trembling.

One of the men got up, walked over, squatted beside Shang Chuncao, lowered his voice and said:

"See? After a while, the man driving a BMW comes out and you follow us to detain him. He must be a rich owner. Our car is parked on the roadside, press people into the car first, and then drive away immediately."

Obviously, this group of people are well deployed. Whoever detains people and who drives has a division of labor.

"OK, OK, Rogge, I'll listen to your arrangement."

Shang Chuncao, 16, was shivering. He was the first time to do such a thing. He was inevitably nervous, but brother Luo said that they wanted to find some money, tie people back, squeeze the money from the rich man, and then do it. God didn't know it. No one would know that they did it.

Shang Chuncao is a novice. Everything just listens to Luo Ge's arrangement. As soon as the BMW owner comes out of the teahouse, Luo Ge gets up, leads Shang Chuncao and several other men to come forward and detain the BMW owner.

A ragged van parked on the side of the road slowly came forward and opened the door, waiting for Luo Ge and Chuncao to press the BMW owner into the car.

"Who are you? What are you doing?"

The owner of BMW was so cold that he was caught by Luoge monk Chuncao. His head shook, the hat on his head fell, and a lifelike dragon appeared in front of Luoge monk Chuncao.

The kidnappers were surprised, especially Shang Chuncao, who was young and had little knowledge. He just joined Rogge's gang. He was shocked by the black dragon in front of him and withdrew his hand.

The BMW owner immediately shouted, broke free of Rogge's hand and ran towards the teahouse.

"Rogge!" One of the kidnappers was anxious, "do you want to chase?"

"Go!"

Luo Ge saw the BMW owner's car, the door opened, and the BMW owner's bodyguard got off the car. Time didn't wait. The opportunity was fleeting. He immediately waved his head, greeted Shang Chuncao, got on the van and left quickly.

If you have done this business many times, you will know that there is no shortage of rich people in the world. They stay outside this teahouse tonight. They just tie whoever they catch. They have no specific goal. They must tie the BMW owner.

So, if you miss it, you miss it. Let the BMW owner run away this time. Just find another rich man next time.

In the van, Rogge tilted his head, looked at Shang Chuncao trembling, and slapped Shang Chuncao on the thigh,

"Spring grass, what do you think?"

"Dragon, above his head, is a dragon."

Shang Chuncao is still young. He hasn't seen a dragon hovering over someone's head. He immediately feels that he has provoked some terrible real dragon emperor? Shang Chuncao was scared to death.

When he said this, the kidnappers in the whole van were silent. It was really a dragon. They saw it just now.

Luo Ge pondered for a while, but his heart was also a little empty. He immediately sank his voice and said fiercely:

"People in our business never fear ghosts and gods. If anyone wants to quit now, I'll kill him!"

What if you don't kill people? We can't let his accomplices recruit him in the future, so if the BMW owner is the real dragon and the son of heaven, he can only stab Luo Ge in the hand.

Shang Chuncao bowed her head and dared not speak any more. Although the kidnappers in a car were afraid, they had always been licking blood on the edge of the knife. Today, they just saw a dragon on the head of a rich man, and would not teach them to reform and start a new life.

The van went away and took away a group of desperate and ferocious people.

In the teahouse, the BMW owner was still in shock. He sat down at the cashier of the luxurious teahouse. Facing the bodyguards and waiters, the BMW owner looked pale, touched his head and murmured:

"A hundred dollars is worth it, worth it."

It's really worth it. A hundred dollars for a life. It's worth it!

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