"No haircuts today. It's closed. Get out!"
Xu Wenping was still staring at the girl called Han Xiaoxia. A sloppy yellow-haired young man coldly looked back and spoke in an imposing manner.
Xu Wenping raised his eyebrows slightly, but he had already recognized this yellow-haired man. He was a famous jobless youth in the town, nicknamed 'Long Hair'. He never did anything serious.
However, to be honest, this young man who was about ten years older than Xu Wenping was the nightmare of all their classmates when they were young. The stick in his hand was happy, and the boys were so scared that they begged for mercy.
Today, Xu Wenping was amused. He said softly, "Are you the boss?"
At this moment, the boss was lowering his head under the tyranny of the blond and his brothers.
The boss was a 41-year-old thin middle-aged man. At this moment, his face was filled with embarrassment.
