“Tiger Style!” snaps Master Whung. His acolytes wield bamboo brushes and mousse, shaping an elegant, low-maintenance look that shows off his highlights. Master Whung’s style will retain bounce and body even after a hard day!
Master O’Connell chuckles. “Mantis Style!” His assistants whirl like leaves on the wind, leaving the Master with a daring ‘do that will have all eyes on him–a waxed, glossy heavy hold!
The two men size each other up. Suddenly, Master Whung leaps forward, drawing twin butterfly combs. Master O’Connell punches him in the neck, and he dies.
Listen, you don’t fuck with Mantis Style.