Chapter 262： When he bends down, you have already lost-waiting for the new rudder master to kiss and congratulate! (1/2)
(Thanks to the book friends for kissing the 10,000 starting currency for rewards, and being promoted to the rudder master, I would like to congratulate you with this chapter.)
The next day, Lin Chou used a kitchen knife to trim his hair very seriously, with a superb technique as the knife flickered.
In the end, he successfully changed from half-length hair to sparsely tangled hair. Looking at himself in the mirror with a sharp head and corners, Lin sorrowed and wept without tears.
Perhaps this is the legendary head-cornered grandeur must become a powerful weapon.
However, I really can't cut it anymore, and cut it again and there will be no more...
Sure enough, there is a specialization in the art industry. Even if the chef's hands are wonderfully carved, he still can't do the seemingly simple job of cutting hair.
Wouldn't it be better to think of your head as a large carrot under a kitchen knife waiting to be carved next time you cut your hair?
Keke, after learning from the previous experience, Lin Chou thought he should bring a gift directly.
The meat has been fully matured, and four pig trotters are directly installed.
Lin Chou thought very rationally. With Leng Han's character, giving Jinshan Yinshan or goose feathers might not cause any fluctuations in her emotions.
Well, of course the handsome guy chooses goose feathers.
You don't know how to send goose feathers to thousands of miles, courtesy is light and affectionate.
It’s troublesome to give and return gifts, and everyone has to spend money.
I was about to take a ride back to the base city together, but when I went out, let alone the car that was going back to the base city, there was not even a ghost.
”Where are the people?”
Student Xiao Wu walked over with a toothpick brought by himself and said,
”Well, I don't know... Boss Lin, what do you have for breakfast?”
Suddenly saw the small blackboard in Lin Chou's hand.
”Fuck it, isn't it!”
Lin Chou slapped the small blackboard at the door and set it up.
”Recently, I have been too busy with work. The owner decided to give himself a vacation. Today, it is closed!”
Regarding Mr. Lin’s freewheeling business method, Xiao Wu, a newcomer, said that he was totally unacceptable.
Lin Chou pushed out the little sheep with a sunny face, and ran towards freedom, leaving only Xiao Wu with a stroke and hemiplegia with a hungry expression.
Sitting down in the ”car” of the little sheep, the howling wind pulled Lin Chou's messy hairstyle into a more uninhibited and indulgence shape, raising a dragon of dust all the way and rushing into the bright light.
Although it was squeezed and squeezed on it, the little sheep could reach a speed of 900 kilometers per hour, which is really not the thrill and excitement that ordinary vehicles can compare.
Seeing that the time is still early, Lin Chou simply circled a small circle and went on a long road with few people and vehicles-speed is passion, but every man has a wild heart like a wild horse, of course, it may be a bull. .
Ten kilometers ahead, a total of six sports cars with a sense of styling technology roared side by side on the road.
The drivers laughed at each other's turtle-like speed via radio, and then violently pulled the women in the passenger seat, leaving a pool of saliva on their faces, and then laughed and stepped on the accelerator.
On the highway under high temperature, the air is a bit distorted. The rubber tires become softer than the night under the burning of the road. When leaving the road, there will be a weird ”crack” sound like tearing glue. The car drove by at high speed. The voice became screaming.
”Om!”
It seems that the hum of the exhaust pipe resonating with the air is still clearly audible in the roar of the six sports car motors.
And the sound is more like vibration directly penetrating the eardrum, rather than sound waves.
After another fifteen seconds, there was a weird whistle sound from behind.
”Hey~~Hey~~Hey~~!!!”
The green rider with huge diamond ear buckles looked behind him through the rearview mirror, and a small pink motorcycle was tightly hung behind the six cars.
It looks like a butter bun abandoned on the road to find a mother, and the yellow turn signal flashes regularly.
This seems to mean...
Want to overtake? ?
The green-clothed man's head crashed for five seconds, and he subconsciously looked at the speedometer, the pointer on it already pointed to two hundred and seven.
Yes, that's right!
Then he grabbed the walkie-talkie and roared,
”Asshole! Look at the back, what the **** is that?”