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Shao Jun had his head shaved in the small barbershop newly set up in the prison area.The new prison area implements self-production, self-sale and self-sufficiency policies, encourages prisoners to engage in various labor skills, and retains the ability to reintegrate into society in the future, so the barber shop employees are also prisoners.

The master who shaved Shao Sanye's head was Hu Yan from their seventh class.

Xiao Hu was a hairdresser before he was imprisoned, and he had two brushes. He worked in a high-end hair salon called "Bright Phantom" in Beijing, and was the chief hairstylist.

Prisoners who can come to work in the barber shop and are allowed to use razors and scissors will be given at least a second-level lenient treatment.Hu Yan is a person who usually performs well, people like Luo Er Er and Tan Da Shao, absolutely can't do this.

It's a pity that Mr. Hu's hair stylist shaves people's heads in this kind of place.All the prisoners who entered this threshold, according to the requirements of the prison rules, went directly to the pusher, and pushed it into a shiny bald head. Mr. Hu's pair of skillful hands that can thread embroidery have no room for showing off their skills.

This day was a rest day, and Luo'er took advantage of his free time to wander into the barber's room.

Hu Yan was pushing his head for another prisoner, when he caught sight of Luo Qiang, his eyes fell on Luo Qiang.

"Brother Qiang is here? Sit down for a while!"

"It'll be fine soon, it'll be fine."

"Brother Qiang, don't worry, don't go, wait for me for a while!"

The unlucky prisoner who was pushing his head under Hu Yan yelled loudly: "Oh, my ears! Hu, my ears!"

Shao Sanye's slender figure dangled from behind Luo Qiangshan's broad figure, Hu Yan saw that Shao Jun had also come, and his eyes immediately dimmed.

There is a guard and a coordinator in the barber room to supervise, and Mr. Shao doesn't need to use it at all, but how can he rest assured?He is stingy, and the people around him have to keep an eye on them all the time and protect them.

Hu Yan held Luo Qiang's head gently with both hands from behind, looked left and right, feeling extremely rare in his heart, and felt that Luo's burly body and this leopard-like head really became more and more attractive the more he looked at it.

Hu Yan asked enthusiastically, "Brother Qiang, what hairstyle do you want?"

Luo Qiang didn't care about it: "This place still pays attention to hairstyles? They are all shaved clean."

The other prisoners would just sit up and shave their heads, and leave as soon as they were done, and Mr. Hu didn't bother to wait for one more minute.Only for Luo's second child, Mr. Hu implemented a three-guarantee service. He lathered his cheeks and chin with shaving cream and shaved his face carefully.

Luo Qiang's hair is very heavy, and his beard is black and thick, extending from his temples to his chin, and extending to his neck with smooth veins.Usually in the cell, I can only use an electric razor, which is far less clean than a blade.Hu Yan leaned down, his eyes were very close, and he meticulously scraped off the stubble near his Adam's apple.

Shao Jun was sitting two meters away, with a magazine open in his hand, his eyes shot cold little arrows from under the brim of his hat.

Luo Qiang's chin, our third grandfather hasn't trimmed it himself!

He stared at the back of Luo Qiang's head, feeling indignant, and counted the number of times Hu Yan slashed with the knife. You little fox scraped two hundred times, and the third grandfather took a small blade when he turned around, and slashed the bastard's ass, and also slashed his ass two hundred times. ...

After Hu Yan shaved Luo Qiang's face, according to the procedures he used to serve customers in high-end hair salons, the next step was to include scalp massage in the spa!

Third Master Shao couldn't sit still any longer.That jerk's head was tilted back, his eyes were half-closed, and his expression couldn't mention how much he enjoyed it. Hu Yan was massaging him, and that intimate gesture was clearly caressing!Hu Yan used to be a professional at any rate in this line of work, and his technique and strength were so comfortable that he couldn't speak.

Shao Jun came over, and said in a cold voice, "It's almost done, the time for wind release is almost over, 5 minutes."

Hu Yan revealed a very unwilling little look from under the long eyelashes, and picked up the small clipper.

After pushing the sides and the top of the head, Hu Yan pushed it to the back of the head, and said, "Brother Qiang, on this side of your head, shall I shave you?"

Luo Qiang raised his eyebrows and asked, "What flowers are you shaving?"

Hu Yan: "What effect do you want to shave, I can shave you like that, with a 'tattoo' on the back of your head."

Shao Jun muttered in a low voice: "Just shave him bald, and shave a flower..."

Hu Yan was narrow-minded, talkative, and chattered endlessly: "Brother Qiang, I saw it in the bathhouse. There is a tattoo under you. What exactly is it?"

Shao Jun looked up at Luo Qiang with probing eyes.

Luo Qiang looked away and didn't speak.

Shao Jun actually saw the tattoo that Hu Yan had seen on the ranch that day, but he was in a hurry, so he glanced at it and didn't look carefully.

He only saw a black pattern meandering on Luo Qiang's right groin, submerged in the rough and thick hair of his lower abdomen, and extending to the most private part, with thick color and unique shape.Shao Jun has never seen such a beautiful pure black tattoo, especially when it is branded on a person like Luo Qiang. Every stroke penetrates deep into the texture, presenting some kind of secret and shocking tension, revealing the sexiness and masculinity of a male animal.

Hu Yan was also talkative, chatting: "Brother Qiang, I think your tattoo is a dragon, a little black dragon?"

Shao Jun suddenly raised his eyebrows and stared at Luo Qiang.

Hu Yan: "But you are not a dragon, are you? Brother, your lunar calendar is a horse."

Shao Jun: "..."

In the mirror, Luo Qiang's eyes were straight and expressionless, and he said coldly, "Is it enough? Should you shave your head? If you don't want to shave, give me the clipper, and I will push it myself."

When they came out of the barber shop that day, Shao Sanye and Luo Laoer walked back from under the eaves, one in front and one behind.

Shao Jun walked a few steps, turned his head and gave Luo Qiang a sharp look, and shot a small arrow.

After walking a few more steps, I stared back again, piu, another small arrow.

Luo Qiang walked behind with his hands in his pockets, humming in a low voice, "What are you doing? Why are those white eyes rolling?"

Shao Jun turned his head suddenly, and muttered viciously: "I also have a little black dragon tattoo, it's so beautiful, isn't it so pretty?!"

Luo Qiang snorted.

Shao Jun was so angry that he growled in a low voice: "What's wrong with your tattoo? You still have it there!"

"Why don't you cut your own flesh and carve the name of your little black dragon on the bone, insert it into the bone seam, tattoo the whole body, it's all covered!!!"

Luo Qiang was silent for a while, seeing that Shao Jun had misunderstood, he reached out and grabbed the man's wrist, pulled him back, and squeezed it hard: "I got the tattoo a long time ago, where do you want to go?"

"When I was young, I went to Guangxi. I was alone. I didn't have any relatives around me. I missed my family. I got tattoos at that time... What was going on in your mind?"

Luo Qiang is rarely willing to explain to a person.

Going south alone, people are in the rivers and lakes. At that time, no one in the family knew that the second child was still alive or had passed away.Even Luo Qiang himself didn't know if he had lived today, would there be a tomorrow.

In the deep mountains where Burmese robbers and drug dealers infested, Luo Qiang was shot twice in the body, his stomach was pierced, and he was thrown headfirst into a ravine, hanging on a tree branch, covered in blood.He picked up the intestines with his hands and packed them back into his stomach, and with one breath, he climbed out of the mountain for a few days.

Luo Qiang had the kind of naturally cold and ruthless temper. At that time, there was nothing left in his heart, but he was not reconciled, he didn't want to die, and he couldn't accept his fate even if he died.There is also a little man sitting on the threshold at home, waiting for Lao Tzu to go back...

Every time Shao Jun heard Luo Qiang say what was in his heart, he also felt sorry for him.He knew that Luo Qiang had endured hardships in the juvenile detention center in those years, and he had suffered a lot. Later, it was even more difficult to go alone in the Jianghu than in the juvenile detention center.

No matter how cold and strong a person is, at that time, if he insists on surviving, he must have a thought in his heart, a concern, otherwise, can this person survive?

Shao Jun was embarrassed and angry, and murmured narrow-mindedly: "It's true, hum, why didn't you tattoo the little black dragon on your thing!"

Such a sour and jealous remark made Luo Qiang burst into laughter.

The little black dragon's tattoo is actually on the place where he was shot by a knife on his lower abdomen. It cleverly conceals the horrific six-inch long scar, and it still looks pretty good.

Luo Qiang's heart softened, he didn't know what to do, and his voice softened: "I treat him as my younger brother, and you are you... Otherwise, I will tattoo a steamed bun on my dick in the future, do you think it will work?"

Shao Jun rolled his eyes angrily: "Go away! Who cares about your stuff?"

Luo Qiang took off Shao Jun's police cap.

Shao Jun was furious: "I hate it, give it to me!"

Luo Qiang seemed to be joking, and touched Shao Jun's stubbled head: "This egg looks really handsome (zùn)."

Third Young Master Shao originally had a long and thin face, with delicate and beautiful eyebrows, most of his hair was shaved off, his forehead was smooth, his facial features became more clear and profound, and his lips were rosy, which did not detract from the attractiveness of this handsome face at all.

Shao Jun was depressed and disliked his bald head, so he grabbed his hat, quickly put it on to cover his bald head, and ran away with his big leather boots.

Luo Qiang followed behind slowly, his eyes followed the long-legged back, and the corners of his mouth curled up with warmth...

It was rare for the two of them to touch each other when no one was around, flirting and cursing, otherwise they would almost suffocate and burn to death.

Luo Qiang looked at Shao Jun's running back from afar, but he didn't expect that there was someone on the other side of the playground looking at his back from afar.

Tan Long was doing trouble in the factory, and took the glue off Mr. Shao's head. Of course, the prison regulations couldn't take him easy, so Young Master Tan was locked up for several days, and he was just released today.

Tan Long hadn't taken off the shackles on his hands, so he pulled on his shoes and swayed over.The kid squinted his sneaky eyes, and didn't look too closely at it from a distance. He only saw Luo Qiang chatting with a person who looked like an instructor together, and Luo Qiang's big hand touched the other person's head, with an indescribable feeling. pampering...

Tan Long chewed the leaves in his mouth, and even spit on the ground with a "bah", muttering: "Luo Er Er, I think you are too fucking tired of working..."

There was a reason for the words Tan Long yelled at Luo Qiang at that time, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have come in at all" and "You put me in jail on purpose".

When Luo Zhan was arrested, Luo Qiang turned himself in, the two brothers were wiped out, and all the property and accumulated wealth they had run for many years were wiped out. How could he be willing to deal with someone like Luo Qiang?

Some stores in Houhai, he earned from Tan Wuye, ran the old Tan family's land until it was about to shrink and go bankrupt.Once Luo Qiang's big tree falls, his old enemy will immediately make a comeback, redefine the sphere of influence, confiscate his territory, bully his brothers, occupy his shop, and make money from him.

Luo Qiang entered the interrogation room of the Public Security Bureau, involved all his business dealings with the families surnamed Tan and Li, and provided evidence that this group of people also operated illegally and were involved in pornography and gambling.For a person like Tan Long, his business is very unclean anyway, and the evidence of illegal activities is conclusive. The police originally wanted to destroy this vine, and catch it right away. So that year, Young Master Tan followed in the footsteps of Luo's second child and fell into the law. .

Young master Tan has never been in a juvenile detention center, and he has never experienced hardship. The first time he was imprisoned in his life, Luo Qiang gave him a hand and was let in.Now the two are locked in the same prison, it's not that enemies don't get together, Tan Long hates Luo Qiang to death, wishing to peel his skin and eat his flesh.

Young Master Tan is not affiliated to the large team under Third Master Shao, but several captains take turns to be on duty, and when it is Captain Shao's turn to be on duty these days, they will also take care of Tan Long's business.

That night, Tan Long went back to sleep in the cell, and he didn't stop, he went to the next bed and went to another prisoner's bunk.

When encountering troubles caused by cross-selling, as long as someone didn't open his eyes and sneaked into the bed of the big shop of the seventh class, or the big shop of the seventh class ran into other people's bed, Mr. Shao didn't bother to take care of it at all, and it had nothing to do with him.But Tan Long made so much noise that his roommate woke up and couldn't sleep.When Shao Jun opened the door and went in to check the shop, Tan Long had already ridden on top of another prisoner, stripped off his trousers and held him down, trying to poke him in, playing wildly.

Shao Jun ordered Tan Long to go back to his bed, and if he was dishonest, he would be strictly supervised and locked on the bed with iron shackles to sleep.

Tan Long squinted his red eyes, his mouth was crooked, and he said provocatively: "I want to vent when I feel itchy! What, what's the matter, Officer Shao? You won't let grandpa mess with him, grandpa mess with you One, how is it?!"

The other prisoners in the same room were suffocating in the bed, wanting to be happy but not happy.

Shao Jun pointed at Tan Long coldly: "Stop talking nonsense. If you don't want to sleep, go sit on the iron chair in the courtyard. Do you want to sleep or not?"

Tan Long stared at Shao Jun's back as he walked out with slightly excited eyes, at Shao Jun's flexible waist and raised hips, secretly grinding his teeth...

He has already determined in his heart that he is not mistaken.The person he saw that day was Shao Jun.

Can he let this man go?

One day later, it was the turn of the prisoners in this track to take a bath collectively.

Lao Wang was busy with other things, and no one was watching the bathroom, so Shao Jun came to watch temporarily, moved a small stool, and sat by the door between the dressing room and the shower room, looking at the two rooms with both eyes.

Shao Jun took a pictorial and looked at it, not bothering to lift his head.In front of him is a group of white-striped pigs that he is tired of looking at, who is big and who is young, he can't arouse the interest of outsiders now.

Tan Long was holding back to find fault that day, squinting at people while washing.

The man cleaned himself up and didn't go out. He walked slowly to a place very close to Shao Jun, almost facing the door, only two meters away, leaning his head on the wet wall.

Shao Jun didn't react for a while, and looked up at this man suspiciously.

Tan Long reached his crotch with one hand, picked up his half-cocked guy, stroked the ruddy soft groove, stared straight at Shao Jun, and rolled out two white eyes.

Shao Jun: "..."

Tan Long's head was leaning against the wall, and a lewd smile appeared on his thin lips.This man's skin is very fair, with a few old scars removed on his arms and legs, his whole body is delicate and tender, exuding a delicate and noble air, the masculine thing is actually a kind of matte light pink...

Tan Long hummed and said, "Officer Shao, do I look good?"

Shao Jun replied blankly: "Don't you masturbate blindly, masturbating for a long time, not as thick as my thumb, do you see?"

Tan Long stared at his round eyes with double eyelids, and his face under his bald head was also quite handsome, with malicious intentions: "Officer Shao, don't you like this, this mouth? I have a hard job, come on, try one?" "

Shao Jun quietly spit out a few words: "Fuck you."