457.
Mike was responsible for the passport and visa matters. Of course, Mike had no complaints. He wished he could fly back to China immediately to see his mother.
Zhang Feng got into the bathroom and applied layers of makeup on his face. Although he was no longer disguised with makeup, he didn't look unfamiliar at all.
Half an hour later, Zhang Feng walked out of the bathroom, his true colors no longer visible.
At this moment, Zhang Feng's skin looks fairer, his facial features look more three-dimensional, and the shape of the corners of his eyes has also changed. He originally looked like he was about 20 years old and has a lot more wrinkles. At first glance, he looks like he is about 40 years old. Middle-aged people.
The color of the hair also turned golden under the action of the dye.
At this moment, Zhang Feng looked American, not Asian anymore.
Seeing Zhang Feng walking out, Johnson's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing. He was secretly stunned because he couldn't tell what his original appearance looked like.
And there are no flaws in the makeup that can be seen through at a glance.
Zhang Feng frowned slightly and looked at Johnson. The image of Johnson was really eye-catching, and he often appeared next to him. A discerning person could find out the relationship between Johnson, himself, and Zhai Qiang by just investigating. The relationship will inevitably reach Manfred's ears by then, and his plan will completely lose its meaning.
Shaking his head slightly, he said: "Johnson, come in with me, and I will change your appearance too."
But looking at Johnson's extremely dark face, there was something wrong. Even if you put a hundred layers of powder on such a dark face, you can't change his complexion.
He was just about to let Johnson in, but gave up the idea and said: "Johnson, go to the city and buy women's hair condoms now. The longer your hair, the better!"
Johnson was confused. Why buy a wig for women
Although he had doubts in his heart, Zhang Feng's orders were carried out unconditionally.
It didn't take long. An hour later, Johnson would return to the house with several wig sets stuffed in the bag in his hand.
Zhang Feng took out a wig and put it on Johnson's bald head, and said, "Johnson, can you do dreadlocks?"
Johnson
Nod, dreadlocks are to black people what ponytails are to Asian women.
When Johnson stood in front of the mirror, he couldn't believe that the person in the mirror was himself.
Zhang Feng nodded, I am afraid no one can recognize Johnson now. Even if it's just a wig.
The thick dreadlocks are too conspicuous and will draw people's attention away from Johnson's face, so no one will notice what he looks like.
This is the principle of having features to cover up shortcomings.
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When the sky gradually darkened, Zhang Feng and Qiang Sen drove out of the gate of the house.
Although Kurt is the Minister of Internal Affairs of the government army, he does not live in the military camp. He has his own house in the city of Rudawang, which covers a large area. It has been garrisoned by members of the government army for a long time, and the guard is quite tight.
What Zhang Feng had to do was go to Kurt's house as a guest without invitation.
At this moment, Zhang Feng and Johnson were both wearing camouflage combat uniforms and had armbands on their arms, but they were not the armbands of the Huangquan Mercenary Group.
The Huangquan Mercenary Group does not have its own armband yet, and Zhang Feng has not thought about what kind of pattern the armband should be designed into.
The armband they are wearing now is a wolf head weeping blood, which is the armband of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group.
Kurt's house is not considered hidden. The vehicle drives into the rich area and the slum area here is a completely different world.
There are bright street lights, all the necessary facilities for daily life, and you can even see a 24-hour supermarket, which is simply unimaginable in civilian areas.
A few kilometers away from Kurt's house, Zhang Feng and Johnson stopped the car.
Zhang Feng even took out a time bomb from his backpack and put it into the front hood of the car.
Walking towards Kurt's house, the two people's bodies were hidden in the shadows under the wall, observing carefully.
The walls of the house are four to five meters high, and there are soldiers patrolling around, each of them armed with live ammunition.
Zhang Feng pointed at the soldiers in the distance. Johnson beside him nodded and disappeared into the night.
His body is strong and huge, and he is indeed very flexible when moving at this moment, and his speed is also very fast.
It was extremely fast, and there was no sound whatsoever when his feet landed on the ground.
Seeing Johnson in action, Zhang Feng lurked towards the other soldier.
The two men approached the soldier's back almost at the same time. Zhang Feng drew out a sharp dagger, covered the soldier's mouth with one hand, and slit his throat with the sharp blade.
A blood line opened up from the wound, gradually expanding, and blood gushed out crazily, and in a moment he was dead and could no longer die.
Johnson held the soldier's head with both hands and twisted it violently. There was a crisp sound, and he directly twisted the soldier's neck bones.
Zhang Feng shook his head slightly. Warriors from primitive tribes were all willing to break their necks. It lacked artistry and was too rough.
Both men leaned the body against the wall, as if a person was taking a nap against the wall.
When they met again, Zhang Feng put his ear against the wall and listened. There was no sound in the wall, so he nodded to Johnson.
Johnson leaned against the wall and spread his legs, placing his palms on his lower abdomen and folding them together.
Zhang Feng took two steps back, suddenly rushed up, and stepped on Johnson's palm.
Johnson's violent power burst out and directly threw Zhang Feng from the wall more than four meters high.
His body was half-crouched on the ground, with a very wide view of the neatly manicured lawn. It seemed that Kurt still enjoyed life very much.
He gently put his fingers on the headset and said in a low voice: "Safe!"
A moment later, Johnson also climbed over the wall. Both of them lowered their bodies and quickly moved towards the villa in the distance.
Seeing the villa right in front of him, Zhang Feng suddenly pressed his palm on Johnson's back, and the two of them crawled on the ground at the same time.
He saw a group of patrolling soldiers patrolling back and forth around the villa. Zhang Feng just heard their footsteps and took action in advance.
After crawling on the ground for ten minutes, the patrol went around to the other side of the villa. Zhang Feng nodded, stood up from the grass again, and quickly ran towards the door of the villa.
Wearing tactical gloves on his palms, there was no need to worry about leaving fingerprints. Zhang Feng opened the door, and the two of them quickly got into the villa and closed the door with their backhands.