Under one person: I am the best hairstylist!

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"This damn place is really cold..." "

Really, how can someone be idle enough to rob the tomb in such a poor and sour village?" Poor crazy? Zhang

Chulan, who was frozen and snorted, chattered while rubbing her arm for warmth.

"And that bastard! Without a sound, I was left alone, and I actually ran to SC Happy! He gave me a special birth... Alas? No, if that person is my sister, doesn't it mean that he didn't abide by male virtue and had a leg with other women long before he left? "

Blanch! Obviously looking at an honest straight iron man, he is still so feminine? That's not fair! Thinking

that his father, who was unreliable in his own thoughts, turned out to be very feminine, Zhang Chulan, who was single from mother and fetus, suddenly itched his teeth fiercely.

He was scolding his father in his heart, and suddenly, an unusual sound caught Zhang Chulan's attention.

"That voice was... Where did the grave come from? The grave robbers haven't left yet?!

Hurriedly quickening his pace and running to the cemetery, Zhang Chulan quietly approached with light footsteps.

"Okay! There were even two more people!

"Hmph! I'll take a picture of your appearance and send it to Uncle Song, so that Uncle Song can arrest you!" Taking

out his mobile phone and turning on the camera, Zhang Chulan was just about to press the photo button but suddenly found that the two people in the framing frame had turned their heads to face the camera.

"Oops! It was discovered! "

Run!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Chulan pulled out her legs and ran.

Looking at Zhang Chulan, who fled, Lu Wuwei tilted his head to look at Feng Baobao.

"Sister, what should I do? We've been discovered, do you want me to fix him? Lu Wuwei took out scissors and asked.

"No, I'll come." Feng Baobao said, carrying the shovel and chasing after him.

Seeing this, Lu Wuwei also put away his scissors and carried a shovel to follow.

Zhang Chulan's escape speed was not fast, and the two quickly caught up with him.

Looking at Zhang Chulan, who had stopped and was panting heavily, who was stunned by Feng Baobao's shovel that fell from the sky, Lu Wuwei narrowed his eyes and said to Zhang Chulan in his heart... Filled with deep respect.

As a crosser who liked this national comic under one person before crossing, Lu Wuwei used to like and hate the protagonist of this work, Zhang Chulan.

Like is like his reality.

Zhang Chulan is very self-aware and realistic, he knows what he wants, and he will work hard for it.

Hate is hate that he is too realistic, unscrupulous for his own ends, and sometimes the three views can even be called explosive.

But today, Lu Wuwei has a different evaluation of Zhang Chulan.

"His previous escape speed and movements when running were the same as ordinary people, and even the physiological reaction of his body was the same as that of ordinary people!"

"In the face of Feng Baobao's attack, because he sensed danger, his instinct appeared to protect him, but it dissipated in an instant."

"Such a fast speed is definitely not autonomous, it may only be an instinct!"

"He has already suppressed the energy in his body, and even deceived his body, making his body believe that he is an ordinary person, and therefore can only exert the power of ordinary people!"

"It's a sad and lamentable and... Scary people! "

Oh~

landed smoothly, looking at Feng Baobao who was about to carry Zhang Chulan on his shoulder, Lu Wuwei stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Chulan's body gently, and Zhang Chulan suddenly floated into the air.

"I'll come, where are I going to leave him?" Lu Wuwei asked.

"Oh... Isn't Zhang Xilin's tomb empty? Throw him in and bury him. Feng Baobao said.

"That's a good idea... How about burying him like the last time you buried me? Show his head, I'll give him a dying haircut. Lu Wuwei said with a smile.

Feng Baobao nodded: "Yes." Taking

Zhang Chulan to the cemetery, Lu Wuwei adjusted Zhang Chulan's posture so that he stood upright where his grandfather once lay down.

Feng Baobao glanced at it, picked up the shovel and continued to dig the zombie while throwing the dug soil over to bury Zhang Chulan, one behavior, two effects.

Zhang Chulan, who was buried in the neck, had not woken up yet, but the zombies under the ground woke up first, and the whining ghosts were very noisy.

After a while, Zhang Chulan was also woken up, and as soon as he woke up, he saw a braincase looking at him with wide eyes.

"Are you... Well?! Die...... Dead person?!!!

"What's wrong with me? Who buried me? Help me!!! "

Snap~

A gentle slap made Zhang Chulan stop screaming, and the cold touch from his neck scared Zhang Chulan so much that he didn't dare to breathe.

"This good man... No, hero, I just peed in the woods, and I admit that it's wrong for me to open sizing, but you don't have to punish me like that, right? I still have some cash on me, give it to you, and I should pay a fine, don't you think? Zhang Chulan said quickly.

"Got the money?" That's convenient. Lu Wuwei took back the scissors and hooked his fingers and turned them in two circles: "It can be used to pay for my haircut." "

Haircut?

What the hell?

And this voice, which sounded like a young man, should be another of the two grave robbers he had just seen.

What are two young people doing in this damn place to rob the tomb?

And this dead man's head in front of me....

Zhang Chulan turned his head and wanted to turn his head, but his whole body was buried, and he could barely see a black coat with all his strength.

"Handsome man, what haircut do you want?" I have a good craft and I am satisfied with you. Lu Wuwei said.

"Ah, this, I don't have to, right? I just got a haircut before I came back, no need... Uh..." Feeling

the cold touch that appeared on his neck again, Zhang Chulan recognized it at the speed of light.

"Big brother, you can just look at it, you can cut it however you want, I don't have any requirements for hairstyles, really, hehe." Zhang Chulan said.

"Very good, I like you as a talkative customer."

Nodding with satisfaction, Lu Wuwei pressed Zhang Chulan's head left and right to observe what he was about to say, when suddenly, Feng Baobao appeared next to Lu Wuwei and slashed a zombie to death.

The zombie's head gurgled and rolled right in front of Zhang Chulan, and the previous head got up one-on-one, staring at Zhang Chulan with dead fish eyes, which immediately startled Zhang Chulan again.

"Brother, stop playing, haven't you already done his hairstyle?" Feng Baobao said.

"It's okay to do it one more time, anyway, he has already agreed to pay." Lu Wuwei said.

Disciple?

To get me a haircut... No, is the man who has already done my hair the brother of the woman?

A pair of young siblings?

Wouldn't it be... The pair of siblings that Uncle Song told me about during the day?!

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan's eyes lit up sharply: "Dare to ask the two but sister Zhang Baobao and brother Lu Wuwei?" I'm Zhang Chulan! Sister, I heard Uncle Song say that you came and wanted to meet you, but I didn't expect to meet you here, hehe, what a coincidence! "

Sister?"

Feng Baobao tilted his head, walked to Zhang Chulan and kicked off two zombie heads, and then squatted down and picked Zhang Chulan's chin with the kitchen knife in his hand.

"Sister... Sister, what are you doing? I'm really Zhang Chulan! If you don't believe it, you can call and ask Uncle Song... It's the policeman you see during the day.

"My identity is fake."

"I wipe?!"