[Hokage] Cut Weeds and Roots

"I was fined to clean up," Suzuki lowered his head, "If someone in the prison wants to borrow a broom, let him borrow it."

"You don't have such a right." Zuo Mae said. "Don't come here again."

Suzuki nodded and stepped aside.

The people brought by Zuomae opened the cell, and roughly grabbed Xiang Lin's arm and pulled it out.

"Hey, hey," Xianglin called, "it hurts."

Zuo Qian didn't even pause, and dragged her outside.

In fact, it is not accurate to say that, because Shuiyue grabbed her other arm, and she was stuck in the middle like this, unable to get out or get in.

"Brother, we're doing an experiment." Shuiyue raised her face and grinned at Zuomae, "How about taking me?"

Zuo Qian didn't pay attention to him, and the force in his hand was heavier.

Shuiyue was not to be outdone, the two stalemate until Xianglin's arms were sore.

"Hey, let go, Kappa!" Xianglin shook off Suigetsu's hand with all her strength, but she couldn't shake it off the first few times, and then Shuiyue let go.

"You let go too, I'll go by myself." She said to Zuo Qian again, without looking at Shuiyue, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

This time they switched to another laboratory. The blood samples that have been collected in prison these days seem to be time for other experiments.

But what other experiments could be? Her ability is nothing more than to quickly repair the body, restore chakra and super perception ability. This ability is not special, and it is impossible for her to be the only one.

Is it the sealing talent in the blood?Isn't this turning into drawing blood again? Let her eat and drink like a pig all day long to make up blood, wouldn't it be enough to go to the laboratory in prison?

Xianglin dragged his heels behind Sazento, thinking about it, he couldn't help rolling his eyes under his glasses.Zuo Qian, whose head was turned just now, was taken aback. This time she stopped laughing and glared, "Have you ever seen anyone roll their eyes?"

"I've seen it." Of course I've seen it, every day.Zuo Qiandu still had that dull expression, before he pushed open the door, he said, "No matter what happens for a while, you'd better keep calm."

Xianglin immediately knew what he meant by keeping calm. The leader who had met once was sitting in the room, his black and straight hair became short and messy, and his eyes flashed instantly when he saw her .

Glancing down at the scissors in his hand, Kaoru stepped back just enough to fit Sazen's strong arms.

He held the door with one hand, just blocking her way.

Although there is no way to choose it.

Que stood up without saying hello, and pointed a pair of scissors at Xiang Lin's head.Xianglin habitually dodged the sudden attack, and then he stabbed again, Xianglin continued to dodge, but Zuo Qian who was standing next to him didn't care.

"Mr. Que?" Xianglin called out uncertainly, she didn't know his name yet. "If you want my hair, I'll cut it myself."

He stopped and frowned, "Irie, Irie Queichiro."

"Mr. Irie, if it doesn't work, let someone else come. You better not do it yourself." He couldn't bear to look at his own hair.

Irie Sparrow ignored him, took a step forward, grabbed Kaorin's clothes, and pulled her onto the stool.

Xiang Lin quickly wondered if he was too bored and wanted to cut his hair for fun, just for fun?Just for fun.

After all, the staff in this area don't want to take off their protective hats for about two months.

After a moment of daze, he had already grabbed her hair and scissored it down.

The red hair fell to the ground, not a small piece.

Xianglin screamed.

The hair that has been kept for several years is gone?Don't even have a hairstyle? ? !

"Shut up!" Irie Sparrow Ichiro grabbed Kaorin's short hair again, and his calm and gloomy mood, which was always as calm as stagnant water, suddenly fluctuated, and he was a little manic.

Xianglin wanted to pull away the hand that was holding her hair, but she couldn't.

"Let go!" Xianglin roared, hair is always important to a woman, and Sazen has been ignoring her until now, which makes her a little bit confident.

"Isn't that enough? Isn't it enough?" He pulled tighter and tighter, and the expression on his face became more and more strange. It was too late for Xiang Lin to learn to behave right away. If he didn't break free, he would lose his hair, let alone his scalp.

Irie Sparrow threw away the scissors and started scratching at his own face, all the way down to his neck.

Xianglin clasped her hair tightly with both hands, and looked at the red marks on the neck of the man in front of him in horror. When he got closer, he found that there were still unhealed blood scabs on his neck. Dense, reddened again under scratching.

She couldn't hold his hand anymore, and she felt that her hair was stretched like a string, and she couldn't hold it anymore, so it broke off from the root of the hair with a "bang bang bang".

It was a bit loud and blocked out other sounds.

She didn't see how Zuo Qian rushed over to stop them, all this happened a little too fast, she only saw the scratches and the blood beads that kept coming out of them, which made her feel the time again a little slow.

She said why he was so strong, it turned out to be a psychopath.

The red blood beads were getting closer and closer, as if they were about to enter the eyes, it was too disgusting, Xiang Lin thought, and simply closed his eyes.

Two people fainted on the ground one after another, and the overturned stool hit their legs. Zuomae helped up the stool, carried Irie to the bed, and put medicine on his neck.The back of his neck was also a little red, and Zuo Qian had to hit him several times before knocking him out.

He rang the bell, and a group of staff wearing hats came in and carried Xianglin out.

Her hair has also become short and messy, and a small half of it has been pulled out by the roots. The blue scalp is particularly obvious in the red hair.

And the hair that was pulled out was still clutched in Irie's hand at this moment, and Samae tried to break him apart, and the red hair scattered all over the floor.

He hasn't seen him interested in anything for a long time, and he is very happy to cut his hair, so let's keep cutting it, and everyone will send it to him.

It was obviously something that made him happy, but why did he make that mistake again.