HPDBC Chapter 4 Why Are You Still Using a Kitchen Knife?
Chapter 4 Why Are You Still Using a Kitchen Knife?
Chapter 4 Why Are You Still Using a Kitchen Knife?
Lu Zhuang watched TV all night on the sofa.
At his level, there is no need to rest at all, even if he doesn't sleep, eat or drink all year round, he will be fine.
"Are you still sleeping? Hurry up and get up for dinner. After dinner, go and cut your hair."
Early in the morning, my mother knocked on the door.
"What kind of hair cut?" Lu Zhuang was a little speechless, his long hair was a treasure.
Upon hearing Lu Zhuang's words, Li Xiuqin became a little annoyed, "What are you talking about cutting your hair? You are a man with such long hair. It's nondescript. Hurry up and cut it. I'll ask someone to arrange a blind date for you later."
Lu Zhuang was a little speechless, "Mom, I'm an extraordinary person, do I need a blind date?"
Li Xiuqin said, "That's it for you, I don't know you yet, if I expect you to find a wife by yourself, then I don't know how long it will take."
Urged by Li Xiuqin, after breakfast, Lu Zhuang came to a nearby street.
Walking on the bustling street, Lu Zhuang found that many people around him were looking at him with strange eyes.
After all, as a man, his long hair is too eye-catching.
At this moment, a little loli came running over, "Sister, your hair is so long..."
The corner of Lu Zhuang's mouth twitched, "Your eyes are not good at such a young age, have you ever seen a sister as handsome as me?"
At this time, another kid ran over, "Sister, your hair is so long, will it stick to your hair when you poop?"
Lu Zhuang exploded immediately, "Hey, what nonsense are you talking about, believe it or not, I'll beat you up."
"Why are you attacking my child, you pervert." A woman rushed over and gave Lu Zhuang a look, cursing and dragging the child away.
He actually called me a pervert... Lu Zhuang's mentality suddenly exploded.
Hey, I am an extraordinary person, I am very powerful...
He suddenly realized that his long hair was really troublesome.
Forget it, let's do the sign-in first.
Lu Zhuang continued to walk forward.
When passing by a hair salon, he stopped.
The hair salon was in a mess, as if it had just been smashed by someone.
A young man in his 20s squatted on the ground, his eyes glazed over, and his face was bruised and purple.
The lad looks like he needs help.
Lu Zhuang walked into the store and asked, "Did something happen here?"
Hearing Lu Zhuang's words, the young man came back to his senses and looked up at Lu Zhuang.
Seeing this, he was stunned, "Are you... Lu Zhuang?"
"you know me?"
Lu Zhuang looked over in surprise.
The person in front of him had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and after many years, he didn't recognize who it was for a while.
It just felt vaguely familiar.
However, if the other party is an acquaintance, it is normal to recognize him.
In the past ten years in the basement, he has not changed much in appearance except for his long hair and his stature becoming taller and taller.
That is to say, the aspect of temperament has improved a lot, which is the impact brought by the improvement of cultivation base.
"I'm Yu Qiang." The young man said.
Yu Qiang... Lu Zhuang remembered, this is his junior high school classmate.
When they were in junior high school, the relationship between the two was quite good.
Lu Zhuang still remembered that this guy went to other places to study beautification after graduating from junior high school, but he didn't expect to open a barber shop in his hometown now.
"Yu Qiang, what's going on with you?" Lu Zhuang asked, pointing to the mess around him.
"Ah..." Yu Qiang sighed, "Isn't this being messed up by someone? Someone won't let me open a shop here."
Yu Qiang told Lu Zhuang that a new hair salon had recently opened nearby.
The boss of this hair salon is very domineering. Relying on a relative in the city lord's mansion, he threatened to drive away all his colleagues on this street.
Because he refused to leave, the other party brought a group of people to smash up the store.
This is really overbearing.
Lu Zhuang pondered for a while, and then said to Yu Qiang, "Go, I will take you to find his theory."
Yu Qiang smiled wryly, "Forget it, we can't afford to mess with these people, it's not worth it, I've already decided to move the store to West Street tomorrow."
Seeing Yu Qiang like this, Lu Zhuang didn't say much, and walked out alone.
About [-] meters away from here, there is a large-scale hair salon.
It was the newly opened one that Yu Qiang was talking about.
When Lu Zhuang walked into the store, a young woman at the front desk greeted her, "Hi, welcome."
"Where's your boss?" Lu Zhuang asked directly.
"This is our boss, do you have anything to do with him?"
The young woman pointed to a young man with yellow hair who was giving a haircut to a customer not far away and said.
"Your boss is also in charge of haircuts?" Lu Zhuang asked.
"Our boss is the chief stylist of our store, but he charges more expensive haircuts. Hair like yours costs three hundred at a time." The woman explained.
Lu Zhuang nodded, "All right, let him come over to me when he's done."
Lu Zhuang sat on the chair in front of the barber station and waited silently.
Not long after, the yellow-haired young man finally finished grooming the customer, and then walked towards Lu Zhuang.
Seeing Lu Zhuang's long hair, he was stunned for a moment.
When he saw Lu Zhuang's handsome face, a look of jealousy flashed across his face.
"What hairstyle do you want?" the yellow-haired youth asked.
"Just look at the scissors." Lu Zhuang said.
The yellow-haired youth nodded, then picked up the scissors and started cutting.
A scissors down.
click!
The hair was not cut, but a cut was made in the pair of high-quality scissors worth more than 500 yuan.
Damn, what kind of shit hair is this.
The yellow-haired young man bled from distress, pretended to be nonchalant, changed a pair of scissors, and continued cutting.
click!
The pair of scissors broke again.
The yellow-haired young man's face darkened immediately, he turned his head and shouted at the young woman at the front desk, "Xiao Wu, go upstairs and bring me the kitchen knife from the kitchen."
Hearing this, everyone turned their heads.
Why did you use a kitchen knife to cut your hair?
……
Yu Qiang stood in front of his shop, watching his former friends enter the newly opened hairdressing shop.
"Damn, I told you not to go." Yu Qiang cursed in a low voice.
Thinking of the strength of the owner of the barber shop, and thinking that Lu Zhuang is trying to help himself out.
There was a tangled look on his face.
"Made, go all out."
Yu Qiang turned around and went inside, and found an iron pipe more than one meter long.
Holding the iron pipe in one hand, he walked aggressively towards the newly opened hair salon.
At this time, an ancient poem could not help appearing in his mind: the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone.
full of tragedy.
Walking to the door of the barber shop, just about to go in, Ning Tao saw the noisy shop through the glass door, and a group of people gathered there.
The yellow-haired young man was chopping at Lu Zhuang with a kitchen knife.
I'm so stupid that I even used a kitchen knife...
This is the rhythm of killing people.
Yu Qiang only felt that his little heart was trembling, he yelled to embolden himself, pushed open the door and walked in.
Yu Qiang originally thought that what would greet him would be a bloody storm, but when he walked in, he found that things were not as he imagined.
At this time, in the store.
Lu Zhuang's long hair was placed on the cutting board.
The yellow-haired young man held a kitchen knife in his hand, shouted loudly, and hid the knife in his hair.
boom!
The chopping board was split into a deep hole.
Lu Zhuang's long hair was undamaged, not even a single strand was broken.
The yellow-haired young man looked at the sharpened kitchen knife in his hand, his pupils and face were full of disbelief.
Shouts of exclamation sounded from all around.
"What kind of hair is this..."
"This hair quality is too good..."
"What kind of shampoo do you use, handsome guy?"
There was a lot of discussion among the people, and two women even ran over to ask Lu Zhuang for his contact information in the name of asking for advice on shampoo.
Yu Qiang was stunned, what the hell is going on?
Just when everyone was amazed, the yellow-haired young man spoke again.
He took a deep breath, turned his head and shouted to the front desk.
"Xiao Wu, go and get me the fire ax from the grocery store."
(End of this chapter)