Chapter 1988: Grab money

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"Hey, I shave, I haven’t shaved for a few days, it’s hard to be..."
The old man in Europe and the United States shook his head, and the sharp scalpel hung back and forth on his chin.
"Your chin is bleeding." Tang Lang ate watermelon and squinted.
"Oh...nothing, nothing, little problem!" The old man in Europe and America raised his hand and wiped the blood with his sleeve.
"Do you want me to help you scrape?" asked coldly.
"No, no..." European and American veterans shook their heads again and again.
"You're welcome." The chilly smashed the watermelon rind and threw it directly on Yorik's face.
Looking at Joric’s stunned, cold eyebrows asked:
Is there any problem?

"No problem, no problem at all, I don't know where to fly from the watermelon rind, little things..." Yorick said.
The cold shrugged and took the scalpel from the old man in Europe and America.
"Stand up, don't move, or it's broken..."
After the greetings, I really helped the European and American old people to shave their beards.
After the beard was scraped, the chilling did not stop. It was actually scraping the hair of the old European and American old man and shaving it into a bald head.
"Grandpa, how do you scrape his eyebrows?" Tang Lang asked.
"Cool!"

Cool?
Then, I asked the old man in Europe and America.
"Cool! Really refreshing!" European and American veterans nodded again and again, for fear that the word was not right, offended this metamorphosis.
Hearing, chilling and satisfied, took a scalpel and walked to the side of Jolick.
It is not worth mentioning that Jorik’s thick beard, eyebrows and hair have been wiped out.
"Cool?" He looked at Jorik and asked with a smile.
"Cool! I’m in trouble, my grandmother, I’ve long wanted to hang up all the time. It’s really comfortable.
Yorick’s face was so flattering.
"Thank you, each person is five hundred dollars."
Jorik and the old man in Europe and the United States, came back to God, and quickly rushed over his body.
"Grandfather, there is no money on the body, only three hundred..."
"I only have four hundred..."
Jorik and the old Americans in Europe and the United States took all the dollars they had and handed them over to them.
"You owe me one hundred, you owe me two hundred."
The cold is calculated, the road.
"In this way, we will calculate according to the interest rate of the Bank of China. Don't forget to return it to me at that time." Han Yan put seven hundred dollars into his pocket.
"Good... Grandpa, we have something to do, let's go first, and we will come to give you money..."
Jolie Kela was a native of Europe and the United States. He only hated his aunt and gave birth to a few legs. He almost climbed and ran out of the garden.
......
"Kids, buy more watermelons, buy some meat." Han Yan threw seven hundred dollars to Tang Lang.
"Good grandfather." Tang Lang nodded.
Ning Xi stood aside, completely served, and the five-body suit.
Putting the two original sins to help the top ten killers shave their eyebrows, hair and beards, and also smashed the family for seven hundred dollars...
The result... let Tang Lang go to buy watermelon and meat...
Seven hundred dollars, this Nima is to buy more watermelon and meat.
Ning Xi is to understand, Han Hao special is a life idiot...
"Grandpa, how do you let them run away? It's better to kill it!" Tang Lang put the money in the bag, staring at the cold smile.
"Kill it?" A cold look, staring at Tang Lang inexplicably: "Who are they?"
Smell, Tang Lang and Ning Xi almost vomited blood three liters.
After half a day, shaving the hair of two people, I have to pay seven hundred dollars...
As a result, Han Hao didn’t know who the two were, what to do...
Suddenly, Ning Xi was upset by the two killers.
It’s not easy to be really special!