I want to be a warlord

Chapter 146 Wang Zhen, You Are a Real Dog!

Jiajia's friend is a slightly chubby girl with a small round face and a bit of baby fat, and now she appears in front of the camera.

"Hi, Mei Wenju, I'm Jiajia's elder brother, please excuse me."

"No, Brother Zhen, let's start. Are everything ready?"

"Yeah." Wang Zhen nodded, pulling the donkey and sitting in front of the camera.

"Let's change into clothes first, it's easier to put on makeup." Mei Wenju pursed her lips and smiled.

Wang Zhen agreed, and took out a set of black robes, the kind that Ace Ace terrorists usually wear. They were specially prepared by the shovel before and threw them to the donkey, "Put them on."

"I saw the photos you gave me, Brother Zhen. Those people's skin is a little darker than white people. This color usually uses a general-purpose No. 8 liquid foundation. I don't know if the one you bought is a cream foundation. If so, You don’t need to mix lotion or essence, but with this you can add a little red foundation on top, which is more in line with the skin tone that has been exposed to the sun all year round.”

"By the way, if you're going for that weather-beaten masculine look, there's no need for moisturizer and barrier."

"Okay, okay, ointment." Wang Zhen said as he took out cosmetics and squeezed some on the donkey's face.

The donkey had a constipated expression, Wang Zhen raised his hand and slapped him, "Don't move so much, relax!"

After all, he stretched out his hand and began to wipe it.

"Brother Zhen, don't use your hands to apply it unevenly. You need a beauty sponge, which is the oval sponge-like thing. Yes, use the flat side."

Wang Zhen began to search frantically, his movements were unfamiliar and stiff.

The donkey was not feeling well either. A foolish old man put on make-up for him, which made him grit his teeth and feel uncomfortable all over.

"The neck, all the way to the chest, the back of the hand, and the forearm must be painted, otherwise it will be seen at a glance."

"Okay, okay." Wang Zhen agreed.

"This foundation needs to be applied again, and the color is still a little lighter."

"Okay, okay."

"Powder on, with that big brush, yes."

"Use shadow on the cheekbones and forehead. They have been exposed to the sun all year round and have spots."

"..."

"Now you can put on a beard, don't need a long one, use the three-centimeter one, the one with the cheeks, and the short one on both sides, okay, then apply concealer again to hide the corners, um, it's almost the same, it looks the same The Arabs are almost the same, and it’s hard to see if you don’t distinguish them carefully.” Mei Wenju covered her mouth and chuckled.

Wang Zhen let out a long breath, raised his hand to wipe his sweat, but his face was covered with cosmetics.

The donkey also relaxed at once, opened its mouth and turned around vigorously, keeping the same expression for half an hour, and the whole face became hard.

"Fake, be careful." Wang Zhen was taken aback.

"Get out of the way, hurry up and get a mirror, I want to see what you have done to me." The donkey stood up and looked around.

Song Yuwu and the others were also stunned. When they heard the donkey's cry, they immediately took him to find a big mirror.

Seeing that he was full of beards, yellowish complexion and big beard, and matched with a black robe, except for the color of his hair, he was now a terrorist.

"Hair is easy to talk about, just wear a black hat with that kind of wrapping head." Wang Zhen is very satisfied with his first work, and he has already brought his things.

The second one is shrapnel, and the third one is a poet. They were completed under the guidance of Mei Wenju, and the speed was much faster.

Then he repeatedly observed the six people of Song Yuwu, looked at them, and finally chose one named Kang Xianjun and one named Kuang Jianwei, plus Song Yuwu, and the three of them were dressed as Arabs.

After a lot of tossing, it was already past 2 o'clock in the afternoon. Wang Zhen thanked Mei Wenju, and told Jia Jia to treat Mei Wenju to a big meal and buy some gifts later, that's all.

"Brother, where are you now? What's going on?"

When Wang Zhen went back to his room to rest, Jia Jia asked with concern.

"In Mosul, the members of the terrorist organization Aisisi went crazy and arrested foreigners. I came here to save some of our compatriots." Wang Zhen did not choose to hide the general direction.

Jiajia is not that kind of nerd. After living alone for several years, she is much more mature than ordinary peers. Not only is she a top student, but she is also very smart and has strong communication skills. If you don't say anything, it will only make your sister more worried.

"You don't have to worry. We are lurking in disguise this time, so we are not prepared to fight with real swords and guns. There is almost no danger. And I arranged a mercenary team outside to respond. Even if there is a real fight, we are not afraid."

Jiajia bit her lip, she didn't say anything like ordinary children that you are not allowed to go, she just smiled, "I'll shut it up, a mere terrorist, a chicken with dog ears, sister, pour the wine, brother Let's go, come back and drink."

"There is a saying, the first skill of Weizhen Qiankun, the painting drum at the gate of Yuanmen is ringing, the elder brother stops the cup to show bravery, and the wine is still warm to kill violence and terror."

"My sister's knowledge is terrifying, and she looks like a Qingbei!" Wang Zhen burst out laughing.

After a few more jokes, the video hung up, Wang Zhen put his hands under his head, shook his head and laughed.

Winter vacation is coming soon, after this busy period, let Jiajia go abroad to have fun, um, I also have a rest, and go to Lannatai to visit my uncle's family.

Thinking about it, he squinted for a while, after 3 o'clock, Wang Zhen got up and greeted everyone to get ready to go.

"I'll say it again, shrapnel drove the first car, and there was a bomb in the car. Don't terrorists like to play car bombs? Let's prepare them for him too." Wang Zhen called everyone over and said, "Brother Song, why don't you drive?" The second car, me and the donkey in the back of the car."

"Brother Kang, you drive the third car, and the poet and the blind man stay in the back of the car."

"Brother Kuang, you drive the last car, just follow. The others stay in the car and lie down under the back seat to hide themselves."

"Blind man, we will pretend to be tied up, and then we will smear some blood on our faces, donkey, poet, now you two are terrorists, and you are in charge of escorting us two for the purpose of public execution."

"Pretend to be a bit like a terrorist, to show the mania of a terrorist, come on, perform."

The donkey and the poet looked at each other in embarrassment. After so many years of fighting and killing so many people, it was the first time they performed. Why was their body so stiff?

"Come on, I told you before, what the hell." Wang Zhen cursed, grabbed the broken AK next to him, raised it with one hand, and yelled "True Lord" twice.

Then he became manic and fired several shots at the sky.

"Come on, learn from me!"

The two performed, Wang Zhen frowned, still too stiff.

After thinking about it, Wang Zhen turned his head and asked, "Is there any wine, bring some."

Watching the two gulp down a few sips of whiskey, after waiting for a while, Wang Zhen asked the two to perform again, um, relax a little.

"Come on, haven't you seen all the videos, be a little manic."

After practicing more than 20 times, Wang Zhen was satisfied. As for the Arabic accent, it was almost fine.

They all speak Arabic, but in fact, countries are different. There are more dialects of Arabic than Chinese. Many of the terrorists in Ace are from abroad, so a little weirdness is not a problem.

Everything is ready, only blood is owed.

There were no chickens or ducks here, and Wang Zhen didn't want to stab himself. In the end, his eyes fell on the other three.

The three of them, Song Yuwu, disguised themselves as Arabs and drove the car. They also took a risk, but the other three just lay in the car. Well, it's not fair!

I, Wang Zhen, only do three things!

Cough, merchants, they are very good. Seeing Wang Zhen looking over with piercing eyes, the three of them swallowed. Although they were 1000 million unwilling, they still said, "Get some blood from me, come on!" !"

"That's so embarrassing." Saying that, Wang Zhen drew out his knife with a swipe.

The action thief La Lisuo, the long blade, and the faint smile on Wang Zhen's face made him feel terrified no matter how he looked at it.

"No, wait, don't poke!"

"Don't worry, I'm a professional, it doesn't hurt." Wang Zhen grinned.

The man took a step back uncontrollably, and I suddenly regretted what to do.

Wang Zhen didn't care what he thought, stepped forward, grabbed his arm and asked with a smile, "Brother, I don't know your name yet."

"Ah, my name is Dai Jia!!!" Dai Qiang screamed before finishing a sentence.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Wang Zhen stabbed the inside of his left forearm.

"Don't move, it's okay." Wang Zhen said, stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face.

On the face, on the neck, on the hands.

"Blind man, hurry up, the blood will freeze in a while!" Wang Zhen greeted while wiping.

The corners of Guo Jingyun's mouth twitched, and the others were not much better, with distorted expressions. It wasn't a matter of being cruel, it was because the scene looked too weird.

"What are you staring at, hurry up!" Wang Zhen raised his head and said again: "You procrastinate, brother Dai Da is bleeding more, why are you so incapable of taking care of other people's feelings?"

Guo Jingyun: Wang Zhen, you are a real dog!

Dai Qiangqiang looked at Wang Zhen with a dull face, no, what others say is quite reasonable, but it tastes different when you say it from your mouth!
Nonsence!
Guo Jingyun walked over helplessly, not knowing what to say, held back for a long time, and said, "Thank you!"

Dai Qiangqiang: "..."

"It's okay, you're welcome!!"

The wound is actually very shallow, and the wound on the inside of the arm does not affect the movement of the arm, and the bleeding will stop soon after a simple bandage.

The two wiped some dirt from the ground on their faces and hands, and it looked like that was the case.

"Go, let's go, remember what I said before." Wang Zhen put his hands behind his back, motioned for the donkey to come over and tie him up, and told him again that it would be best not to hit him if he could be tricked out.

Wear bulletproof vests but can't bring magazines or the like, otherwise the outer robes can't be hidden.

Wang Zhen and Guo Jingyun couldn't even wear bulletproof vests, so they brought in-ear headsets and throat marks prepared in advance, adjusted the channels, and the group boarded the car.

"Let's go!" Wang Zhen ordered.

From what the terrorists did, he knew that his IQ was worrying, and he felt that there was a high probability that he could get away with it.

Well, if nothing else.

(End of this chapter)