Chapter 382: Burnt

Style: Historical Author: Wang XiaodouWords: 3896Update Time: 24/01/11 22:16:35
Since Zhu Xiluo ordered all people to pay attention to personal hygiene and haircuts, with the inventions of some foreign cultures and people in this country, various hairstyles have emerged, such as perms, Sassoon ion perms and inner buckles. There are big flowers, small flowers, and my favorite candy bar.

Since ancient times, the Chinese nation has been a tolerant nation and can accept and absorb the culture of any nation. This is also an important reason why the Chinese nation has stood firm for thousands of years and has not fallen.

Hearing Wang Bu's words, Li Jinzhong was confused and even more horrified. After all, unknown things can scare the minds of bad people more. They will always measure others with the most evil mentality. For example, Li Jinzhong believes that the shape is the change of the body. , similar to a minor surgery.

Li Jinzhong was horrified. Countless girls praised me for how good-looking my items were. Although the performance was a bit poor, good-looking things can always arouse the interest of others. Li Jinzhong is still very popular on various occasions. Naturally, his own items contributed a lot, but when he saw Wang Bushai staring at his items, Li Jinzhong immediately understood that this modeling was probably not simple. He was going to castrate himself. I heard that eunuchs are very popular nowadays and they are a rare species. , it’s easy to find a job. This kid is planning to find a good position for himself.

Li Jinzhong was frightened. This was his lifeline, his real lifeline. Without it, how could he survive in the Songjiang Mansion entertainment circle? Who would comfort the hearts of those empty and lonely girls?

"If the king is not dead, Grandpa Wang, I beg you, just treat me like a fart. I promise never to trouble you again. I will leave Songjiang Mansion immediately. The only place you have stayed in is the one I promise to stay in for the rest of my life. "Won't show up." Li Jinzhong was really frightened. As a playboy, he does all kinds of evil and does nothing but bullies others. When he is bullied by others, Li Jinzhong begs for mercy and even belittles himself like this. This is a slap in the face. , this is a slap in the face of the entire Songjiang Prefecture dandy, and it also raises the shameless average value of the entire Songjiang Prefecture dandy circle. There is no shamelessness, only more shamelessness. It is obvious that Li Jinzhong can become the leader and trend-setter among the shameless people in the dandy circle.

It's just a shape, it doesn't hurt the muscles or bones, and it doesn't bleed to death. I don't know if the performance of the object can be improved after the shape, but the aesthetics should be improved a lot. But Li Jinzhong reacted so violently, Wang Busheng was very sad. , I feel that my self-esteem has been insulted,

"Master Li, don't you look down on people? To tell you the truth, in my previous life I often styled my dogs. My dogs have always been the most beautiful puppies in the entire community. I promise that after styling you, you will become someone other than "Besides me, the most charming man in Songjiang Prefecture, you should be satisfied." Wang Busheng explained impatiently. Skills and appearance are the same, and others are not allowed to have any doubts. This is a slap on the male protagonist. Face.

As for what Wang Busheng said about his previous life experience, Li Jinzhong was not convinced. He felt that Wang Busheng was very likely to have been a butcher in his previous life. He had always been the brightest man in Songjiang Mansion. The girls all said so, even if he didn't do modeling. It seemed that Still begging for mercy, even if it is a life-saving straw, has little effect, but what else can you do besides begging for mercy.

Putting on the most realistic and tragic look, Li Jinzhong continued to beg for mercy, "Master Wang, Grandpa Wang, Uncle Wang, I beg you, I will give you money, I will give you lots of money."

Li Jinzhong's voice was loud. He hoped that his cry for help could be heard by people outside and they would come to save him. It's just a pity that people outside heard it, but their reaction was beyond Li Jinzhong's expectation.

"It's strange, why did Mr. Li give him a lot of money? Could it be that he was acting? It seems that it often appears in Japanese movies."

"It's very possible that the boy didn't want to do it and wanted to retreat. Mr. Li couldn't get enough, so he used gold and silver to seduce him."

"That boy really doesn't know what's good or bad. It's his blessing that Mr. Li likes him. Feelings mixed with those copper-smelling things are still true love."

"This is very true."

Hearing the large amounts of money, Wang Busui's eyes suddenly lit up, he stopped moving, and looked at Li Jinzhong expectantly, "You just said you would give me the money, is it true?"

How many women are there? After all, everyone's physical fitness is different. If you have three or five women serving you one night, you might be able to handle it, and if there are ten or eight women, you can barely cope with it. But what if there are hundreds or even thousands, like this every night? , no matter how strong a man is, he will die from exhaustion, but not money. No one will dislike having too much money, even the arrogant man who says that money is just a bunch of useless numbers to him. Men don’t mind having too much money. What's more, Wang Busheng, who has just escaped from poverty, is still very attractive to gold and silver.

Seeing the drama, Li Jinzhong also regained his luster. The old tree blossomed and the old lady had a baby. "It's true. As long as you let me go, I will give you a lot of money."

"How much do you give?"

"Three hundred taels" Li Jinzhong shouted loudly. Rich people are confident.

Due to the inaction of the current sage Zhu Xiluo, the gap between the rich and the poor in the Ming Empire is very large. Zhumen's bones are frozen to death due to the smell of wine and meat. Such things often happen. Three hundred taels is considered a high price for an ordinary family of three. , if you save a little, only eat food but not vegetables, buy no clothes or houses, don't have many favors and don't plan to marry a daughter-in-law, these three hundred taels can be used for ten years.

But this silver was too little for Wang Busui. As a man who made money every day, Wang Busui really looked down on him, "Three hundred taels, Mr. Li, this silver is not enough to buy a dog or a pig. Don't you think you can buy a dog or a pig?" Worse than pigs and dogs."

Good people are bullied, and good horses are ridiculed. Li Jinzhong felt that his kind little heart was violently hit, "Three hundred taels, Grandpa Wang, you mean it is too little."

"Haha, what do you think?" He looked at Li Jinzhong with disdain, "I'm a man with a sword and I'm a fish and meat. I'm not willing to spend a lot of money to buy my life. Such a person is absolutely stupid. "I'm a more direct person. I don't like ink marks. Thirty thousand taels. , To buy your life, I don’t want one more point, one point less is not enough, what do you think?”

Things have reached such a stage that it is no longer possible to make peace. Running away is inevitable. If I can get another 30,000 taels, it will give me a guarantee for my escape.

"Thirty thousand taels," Li Jinzhong felt a little distressed, "Okay, thirty thousand taels is thirty thousand taels, I'll give it to you."

"Haha, Mr. Li is so generous, I admire him." Since he was going to give him some money, Wang Bushu was very polite and put a sincere smile on his face.

"But I don't have that much money with me,"

Wang Bu's happy smile suddenly stiffened, "If you don't have money, what kind of business are you doing?"

Wang Bu Shou took out the knife again and squatted down. ,

Li Jinzhong became nervous and his whole body tensed up. "I have money at home. I have money at home. I can go home and get it. I'll write an IOU first."

Wang Busheng no longer believes Li Jinzhong’s words. The bad guy’s words are just like the nonsense that the rich and handsome man said before luring an ignorant girl into bed. If you believe it, you will be the one who gets hurt. If you let him go, you won’t get the money. You don’t know. That’s for sure. You won't have good results, and running away is inevitable.

"My family is really rich, really rich. Don't worry, I will definitely give it to you. I will definitely give it to you." Seeing Wang Busui holding the knife close to his lower body, Li Jinzhong was completely frightened and peed. He was really frightened. Every drop of liquid squeezed out.

Wang Busheng felt disappointed and angrily scolded Li Jinzhong, "Master Li, do you know your moral character? How can you urinate and defecate in public places? How can you show your basic integrity?"

"That thing is gone, but integrity is still important. Without that thing, peeing will become the norm, and moral integrity will be shattered to pieces." Although Li Jinzhong was stupid, he still understood the importance and continued to beg for mercy.

Wang Busheng was impatient by the noise, picked up a pile of rags and stuffed them into Li Jinzhong's mouth.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, ooo, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...... okay okay.........

Because of Li Jinzhong's immoral behavior just now, Wang Bushit had to pick up a bucket and rinse Li Jinzhong's body repeatedly. You must know that winter has entered Songjiang Mansion, and the temperature here is only one or two degrees above zero. The cold water suddenly stimulated Li Jinzhong. , Li Jinzhong shuddered. The object was also smaller. It expanded with heat and contracted with cold. Teachers never lie.

It was rinsed several times until Wang BuShi thought it was clean, and then it ended. Personal hygiene was very important before doing anything, so Wang BuShi changed his clothes. He also had to wear a white coat, white gloves and the most important mask. Soon Wang BuShi Immortality has become a attire for saving lives and healing the wounded.

Waves of biting cold made Li Jinzhong even more awake. He looked at Wang Busheng's movements with eager eyes and felt extremely chilled. It seemed that he could not escape his bad luck today. It was inevitable that he would be poisoned by the villain. A line of clear tears fell from Li Jinzhong's eyes. However, I silently said a eulogy for my little brother in my heart.

Wang Bushi has a high craftsman spirit and pursues high standards in everything. Since he is making a shape, he must try to make it perfect. Wang Bushi lowers his head and observes carefully, observing its behavior and color, so as to determine the most suitable shape and try his best to display it. The beauty of it.

Um, okay, Hei Buliuqiu has curly hair, just like the hairstyle of a grass mud horse. This makes Wang Bushit very uncomfortable. Why is it curly? It can't be real. Flying down three thousand feet, elegant Isn’t it attractive to have straight long hair, and isn’t it beautiful to see the comb slipping out of your hair instantly? It seems that the creator also has shortcomings, such as aesthetics.

On the road to pursue beauty, Wang Budie is unambiguous, and he does not want to fall in the footsteps of others. Beauty has no limits, and he must continue to pursue beauty.

Wang Busui finally thought of how to style Mr. Li. He didn't even have to do anything to straighten up the look. He just did it when he thought of it. Wang Busui had always been a practical person.

To make curly hair, whether it is large flowers or small flowers or inner buckles, you need softeners and styling agents, which are not available here. Under limited conditions, straightening plates are the only thing that can be done now.

Pull over the coal fire and throw the soldering iron in to heat it.

Seeing Wang Bushit pull over the charcoal fire, Li Jinzhong thought Wang Bushit had found out his conscience and tried to warm himself when he saw his body shivering. However, when he saw the soldering iron thrown in, Li Jinzhong gave up his idea. He was planning to barbecue himself. Listen. It is said that tiger penis can aphrodisiac and nourish the skin, but I have never heard that it can be roasted and eaten by humans. Could it be that the aphrodisiac effect is better?

A chill went straight from the soles of my feet to my heart. It would be fine to become a eunuch, but if my object was eaten by someone again, wouldn't I be embarrassed to see others, and I wouldn't be able to enter the ancestral graves after I died. Li Jinzhong struggled even more fiercely, and the iron frame was crumbling due to his struggle.

Not to mention that the quality of the charcoal fire in Songjiang Prefecture was good, but the soldering iron turned fiery red in a hurry. Wang Busui picked it up, spit on it, and let out a chirp. Well, he was very satisfied with the effect.

Then Wang Busheng crouched down, and Li Jinzhong struggled even more violently, vaguely looking like he was going crazy when the light returned.

"Don't move. I'll tell you the truth. This is my first time styling someone. If my hand shakes and hurts other places, I won't be responsible."

Hearing this, Li Jinzhong became even more excited. The skill of castration has been passed down from generation to generation. It is the accumulated experience of previous generations. If someone who has never done it wants to get started, you are using yourself as a guinea pig. What are you doing? What a waste of human life.

"Stop moving," Wang Bushu said impatiently, "I'm just changing your hairstyle, not castrating you, so don't be so nervous."

Li Jinzhong finally understood that it was not his own belongings that were being targeted, but the pile of hairs. The gains were big but the losses were small. The items were saved and the hairs were no longer on his mind. Li Jinzhong finally felt relieved.

Life is full of bullying, injustice, compromise, and being forced to do things you don't want to do. But those who are unable to resist can only endure the humiliation of life in order to survive.

This is Li Jinzhong's mentality at this moment. His resistance is in vain. No one can save him, and the person in front of him will not let him go. What else can you do besides killing yourself?

It's not just the first time you enter the bridal chamber that makes you nervous. Every first time is stressful. Even Wang Busui, who has an excellent psychological quality, is no exception. At this moment, Wang Busui is a little nervous. This is the case for those who pursue perfection.

After observing for a long time, Wang Bushit finally started to take action. Fortunately, Wang Bushit was born in a training family. His good physical fitness made Wang Bushit's hands very stable without any trembling. This also made the risk to the person involved much smaller. After all, it was a fever. The red soldering iron smells like barbecue wherever it touches it, and it may even affect fertility.

The two soldering irons stretched forward, then gently clamped a ball of hair, and suddenly a puff of green smoke came out.

After a while, Wang Bushu took off the soldering iron and looked at it. He was shocked and said, "Oh, my God, it's burnt."

A line of clear tears fell from Li Jinzhong's cheek. They were tears of humiliation.