Jiajia's friend is a slightly fat girl with a round face and a little baby fat. She appears in front of the camera now.
"Hello, Mei Wenju, I am Jiajia's brother, please excuse me."
"No, Brother Zhen, let's get started. Are everything ready?"
"Yeah." Wang Zhen nodded, pulled the donkey and sat in front of the camera.
"Let's change clothes first, so it's easier to put on makeup." Mei Wenju pursed her lips and smiled.
Wang Zhen agreed, took out a set of black robes, the kind commonly seen on Ace terrorists, and threw them to the donkey, "Put them on."
"I saw the photos you gave me, Brother Zhen. The skin of those people is a little darker than that of white people. Generally speaking, general No. 8 liquid foundation is used for this color. I don't know if the cream foundation you bought is a cream foundation. If so,
You don’t need to mix lotion or essence. With this, you can add a little bit of red foundation on top, which is more suitable for skin colors that are exposed to the sun all year round.”
"By the way, if you want to wear that kind of weather-beaten men's clothing, then there is no need to apply moisturizer and isolation."
"Okay, okay, ointment." Wang Zhen said, taking out some cosmetics and squeezing some on the donkey's face.
Donkey looked constipated, so Wang Zhen raised his hand and slapped him, "Don't move too much, just relax!"
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and started to wipe it.
"Brother Zhen, don't use your hands to apply it unevenly. You need a beauty sponge, which is like an oval sponge. Yes, use the flat side."
Wang Zhen started searching in a hurry, his movements unfamiliar and stiff.
The donkey was not feeling well either. A silly man put makeup on him, which made him gnash his teeth and feel uncomfortable all over.
"The neck, all the way to the chest, the back of the hands, and the forearms must be painted, otherwise they will be seen at a glance."
"Okay, okay." Wang Zhen agreed.
"I need to apply this foundation again, the color is still a little light."
"Okay, okay."
"Apply setting powder, use that big brush, yes."
"Use dark shadows on the cheekbones and forehead. They are exposed to the sun all year round and have spots."
"..."
"Now you can put on a beard. You don't need a long one. Use the one with a length of three centimeters, the one with the cheeks, and the one with short sides. Okay, then apply concealer again to hide the corners. Hmm, it's almost done. It looks like
The Arabs are almost there, it’s hard to tell without looking carefully.” Mei Wenju covered her mouth and chuckled.
Wang Zhen let out a long breath and raised his hand to wipe his sweat. As a result, his face was covered with makeup.
The donkey also relaxed immediately, opened his mouth and turned it vigorously. He kept the same expression for half an hour, and his whole face became hard.
"Fake, be careful." Wang Zhen was startled.
"Get out of the way and get a mirror quickly. I want to see what you have done to me." Donkey stood up and looked around.
Song Yuwu and others were stunned. When they heard the donkey shouting, they immediately took him to find a big mirror.
Looking at his beard, yellowish complexion and big beard, coupled with a black robe, except for the color of his hair, he now looks like a terrorist.
"Hair is easy, just wear a black hat that wraps your head." Wang Zhen is very satisfied with his first work and has already brought his things.
The second one is shrapnel, and the third one is poet. They were also completed under the guidance of Mei Wenju, and the speed was much faster.
Then we repeatedly observed the six people named Song Yuwu, and finally selected a man named Kang Xianjun, a man named Kuang Jianwei, and Song Yuwu, and the three of them were dressed as Arabs.
After all the trouble, it was already past 2 p.m. Wang Zhen thanked Mei Wenju and told Jiajia to treat Mei Wenju to a feast and buy some gifts later.
"Brother, where are you now? What's going on?"
When Wang Zhen returned to his room to rest, Jiajia asked with a concerned look on his face.
"In Mosul, the members of the IS terrorist organization went crazy and arrested foreigners. I came here to save a few of our compatriots." Wang Zhen did not choose to conceal the general direction.
Jiajia is not that kind of nerd. She has lived alone for several years. She is much more mature than her peers. Not only is she a top student, she is also very smart and has strong communication skills. She can find out any information after circumventing the firewall. If Wang Zhen conceals it,
Saying nothing will only make my sister more worried.
"You don't have to worry. We are pretending to be lurking this time, and we are not preparing for a real fight. There is almost no danger. And I have arranged a mercenary team outside to respond. Even if there is a fight, we are not afraid."
Jiajia bit her lip and didn't say anything like an ordinary child saying that you are not allowed to go. She just smiled and said, "I'm going to lock you up, you're just a terrorist, a chicken and a dog with ears. Sister, please pour the wine down, brother."
Then go and drink again when you come back."
"There is a saying that the most powerful thing is to control the world. The drums are loud and loud at the gate. The elder brother stops the lamp to show his bravery. When the wine is still warm, he kills the violent and fearful."
"My sister is so knowledgeable that she looks like someone from the Qing Dynasty!" 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.
The winter vacation is coming soon. After this busy period, I will let Jiajia go abroad for fun. Well, I will also take a break and go to Lannatai to visit my uncle's family.
After thinking about it, I squinted for a while. At around 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 with car bombs? Let's prepare them for him too." Wang Zhen called everyone over and said: "Brother Song, you drive
In the second car, the donkey and I stayed on the back of the car."
"Brother Kang, you drive the third car. The poet and the blind man stay in the car."
"Brother Kuang, you drive the last car and just keep up. The others stay in the car and hide themselves under the back seat."
"Blind man, let's pretend to be tied up and smear some blood on our faces. Donkey and poet, now you two are terrorists and are responsible for escorting us both for the purpose of public execution."
"Pretend to be a little bit like a terrorist. Come on, show off."
The donkey and the poet looked at each other awkwardly. After fighting for so many years and killing so many people, this was the first time for them to perform. Why were they so stiff?
"Come on, I told you before, damn it." Wang Zhen cursed, grabbed the broken AK next to him, raised it with one hand, and shouted twice, "Jesus, Lord."
Then he went into a manic state and fired several shots into the sky.
"Come on, learn from me!"
As the two performed, Wang Zhen frowned, still too stiff.
After thinking for a while, Wang Zhen turned around and asked, "Do you have any wine? Bring some."
Watching the two of them take a few sips of whiskey, after waiting for a while, Wang Zhen asked the two of them to perform again. Well, let them be more relaxed.
"Come on, haven't you seen all the videos? Be a little more manic."
After practicing it more than 20 times, Wang Zhen was satisfied. As for the Arabic accent, it was almost ok.
They all speak Arabic, but in fact, each country is different. There are more dialects of Arabic than Chinese. Many of the terrorists in Ais are from abroad. Being a little weird is not a problem.
Everything is ready, all that is needed is blood.
There were no chickens or ducks here, and Wang Zhen didn't want to stab himself. Finally, his eyes fell on the other three.
Song Yuwu and the three of them dressed up as Arabs and drove the car, which was a risk, but the other three just lay in the car. Well, it's not fair!
I, Wang Zhen, only do three things!
Ahem, businessmen are all very good. Seeing Wang Zhen looking over with bright eyes, the three of them swallowed their saliva. Although they were unwilling to do so, they still said: "Let me give you some blood."
Come!"
"That's so embarrassing." As he said that, Wang Zhen pulled out the knife.
The movements are sharp, the long blade, and the faint smile on Wang Zhen's face make you feel terrified no matter how you look at it.
"No, wait, you can't stab me!"
"Don't worry, I'm a professional, it won't hurt." Wang Zhen grinned with bared teeth.
The man took a step back uncontrollably, and I suddenly regretted what to do.
Wang Zhen didn't care what he thought. He took a step forward, grabbed his arm and asked with a smile: "Brother, I don't know your name yet."
"Ah, my name is Dai Jia!!!" Dai Jia screamed before he could finish his sentence.
Wang Zhen took advantage of his distraction and stabbed the inside of his left forearm with a knife.
"Don't move, it's okay." Wang Zhen said, stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face.
On face, neck, hands.
"Blind man, hurry up, the blood will solidify in a while!" Wang Zhen greeted while wiping.
The corners of Guo Jingyun's mouth twitched, and the others were not much better, with all their expressions distorted. This was not a matter of ruthlessness or ruthlessness, but that the scene looked too weird.
"What are you talking about? Hurry up!" Wang Zhen raised his head and said again: "You are delaying things. Brother Daijia shed more blood. How come you are so incapable of taking care of other people's feelings?"
Guo Jingyun: Wang Zhen, you are a real dog!
Dai Jianjia looked at Wang Zhen with a dull look on his face. No, what others said does make sense, but the taste will be different when it comes from your mouth!
Nonsence!
Guo Jingyun came over with a look of helplessness. He didn't know what to say. He held it in for a long time and said, "Thank you!"
Dai Jianjia: "..."
"It's okay, you're welcome!!"
The wound was actually very shallow, and the wound on the inside of the arm did not affect the movement of the arm. A simple bandage stopped the bleeding quickly.
The two of them wiped some dirt from the ground on their faces and hands, and it looked like that was what happened.
"Let's go, remember what I said before." As he said that, 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 was best not to beat him if he could trick him out.
Wear a body armor but don't bring a magazine or the like, otherwise the robe on the outside won't be able to hide it.
Wang Zhen and Guo Jingyun couldn't even wear bulletproof vests. They put on the in-ear headphones and throat markers they had prepared in advance, set the channel, and the group got in the car.
"Let's go!" Wang Zhen ordered.
From what the terrorists have done, we know that their IQ is worrying, so he thinks there is a high probability that he can get away with it.