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"Senior hairstylist? Since when have I enjoyed the services of your senior hairstylist?" Monk Qin Feng was confused.

"The person who will cut your hair is the senior hairstylist in our store."

"You mean him? He's the senior hairstylist? One thousand and two?" Qin Feng pointed at the sissy young man and asked, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Yes."

"Okay, I don't care if he is your senior hairstylist or not. The question is, I don't ask you to find some senior hairstylist to cut my hair. I've always said that I want the most ordinary haircut."

"No, you said it. Here is the list. You took the initiative to ask our senior hairstylist to cut your hair." The waiter took out the list and handed it to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng glanced at the list, which said high-end hairstylist services with a unit price of one thousand and two thousand.

"When did I ask you to find a high-end hairstylist for me? With this list, you can prove that I asked for it?"

"Yes, it was you who requested the service. It was you who requested the service before we placed the order for you. If you don't believe it, everyone in our store can prove it." The waiter said with a smile.

Qin Feng frowned and suddenly understood what was going on.

"You are obviously trying to blackmail me, right?" Qin Feng asked with a sneer.

The waiter smiled proudly and did not deny it: "Can you please pay, in cash or by mobile phone?"

"Are you sure that I will definitely pay this money?" Qin Feng suddenly became interested.

"I would like to advise you, as a foreigner, it is better to do less than to do more. Just pay the money."

"Since I came in, you have already made up your mind to blackmail me when you heard that my accent is from outside, right? You are very skilled in the tricks, you have tricked many outsiders, right?" Qin Feng asked.

"It's not a scam. We are doing business legally and compliantly. We can do it wherever we go. Pay the money and sign it, and you can leave." Seeing Qin Feng explain what he said, the waiter also He stopped pretending to be polite, placed the list in front of Qin Feng and spoke domineeringly.

"If I sign this word, it will really become your explicit price tag. I requested it myself."

"I definitely won't sign this word, and I will only give you thirty-eight points of money. I won't give you a cent more." Qin Feng said.

"Brother, the most important thing when you go out is safety and don't cause trouble. As for the money, you can make it again if you don't have it, so why bother with yourself?" The other party persuaded Qin Feng.

"I'm sorry, I'm born to accept death."

"You have to give me the money today, or you have to give me the money if you don't."

"What can you do to me if I don't give it to you?"

"If you don't give it today, don't even think about going out." The waiter threatened Qin Feng.

Qin Feng couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and shook his head to himself: "Yi'an really brings me new surprises all the time."

"Then I'd like to give it a try." Qin Feng smiled, took out his mobile phone, paid thirty-eight on the QR code, then turned around and walked out.

"Stop!" the "waiter" shouted, and then shouted inside: "Brother Jin, someone wants to run away without paying."

Two young men with haircuts sitting in the store immediately ran to the door and blocked the door to prevent Qin Feng from going out. At this time, a voice came from behind: "Who the hell doesn't want to live?"

As he said this, several people came out from behind, including a big fat man wearing a big gold chain. Behind the big fat man were two or three young men. It was easy to tell what they were doing just by looking at their clothes.

"Brother Jin, this guy wants to run away without paying after cutting his hair." The "waiter" pointed at Qin Feng.

"Do you want to die? How dare you not pay in my store?" The fat man walked up to Qin Feng and grabbed Qin Feng's collar. Several younger brothers behind him also surrounded Qin Feng.

The fat man grabbed Qin Feng's collar, which should have been very impressive, but because Qin Feng was much taller than him, he had to raise his hands to grab Qin Feng's collar, and his momentum suddenly became much weaker. The more I watch it, the funnier it becomes.

Qin Feng was not annoyed, but explained: "Are you the owner of this shop? I paid the 38 yuan for the haircut. As for the remaining 1,200 yuan, I did not spend it. , so I won’t give this money.”

"No consumption? Boy, I have the final say on whether you consume or not. If I say you consume, you consume. If I say you consume, then you consume." The fat man was very arrogant.

"You don't want to give me one thousand and two, are you? OK, let him change it to five thousand." The fat man turned around and said to the "waiter".

"Boy, five thousand, not even a penny less." The fat man turned back and pointed at Qin Feng's nose and threatened.

"What if I don't give it?" Qin Feng asked with a smile.

"No?" The fat man tilted his head and looked at Qin Feng, then took out a sharp machete from under the cabinet.

This kind of machete is very familiar to Qin Feng. It is a fighting tool specially used by these gangsters. Qin Feng saw it when he was in Bishan.

The fat man first walked towards Qin Feng with a sharp machete and a sneer.