Crunch, crunch, crunch...

Lin Xian pressed the 10mm copper-jacketed bullets into the magazine.

He filled two spare magazines.

Angelica had prepared two guns for him: a Sig Sauer P320 and a Desert Eagle.

In terms of killing power, the Desert Eagle was definitely superior.

But Lin Xian, who had been playing with guns for so many years, knew very well that the Desert Eagle was not suitable for actual combat.

First of all.

The Desert Eagle's empty weight was as high as 2 kilograms, and its size was a whole circle larger than an ordinary pistol.

Not to mention that it was very inconvenient to carry, even just holding the gun, many people could not grip it firmly, let alone the ridiculously large recoil.

In the gun shooting experience hall, there was a warning that only people weighing more than 80 kilograms had the basic conditions to use the Desert Eagle normally.

In other words, the weight and recoil of this gun were too much for the average person to handle.

Although Lin Xian was good at shooting, he was also made of flesh and blood and could not transcend the laws of physics; the recoil was the same whether it hit others or him, so this gun was very unresponsive in actual combat.

Secondly.

The Desert Eagle's bullet caliber was indeed very large, reaching 12.7mm, worthy of being the king of pistol killing power. But the problem was... its magazine capacity was really too small, with only seven rounds.

In comparison.

The Sig Sauer P320, a pistol with equally impressive killing power, weighed less than 1 kilogram empty, and its magazine capacity was as high as 15 rounds.

In terms of overall combat power, the Sig Sauer pistol far surpassed the Desert Eagle. Lin Xian certainly liked the Desert Eagle's violence, but he could do whatever he wanted in his dreams... in reality, he still had to be more cautious.

According to Lin Xian's plan.

If that space-time assassin really chased him to the United States, he would first use the Sig Sauer pistol to fight her, and he should be able to shoot through her.

If the Sig Sauer pistol couldn't shoot through her, he would switch to the more powerful Desert Eagle. If the Desert Eagle still couldn't penetrate the space-time assassin's defense...

Then there was nothing to say, he would just run away and not think about anything else.

But that was obviously impossible.

Falling from a car could break his head, so there was no reason why a pistol couldn't kill her. Flesh and blood were very weak in the face of kinetic energy weapons.

Click.

As the last bullet was forcibly pressed into the magazine.

Lin Xian now had a total of three 15-round magazines.

He pushed one of the magazines into the Sig Sauer pistol, confirmed that the safety was engaged, to avoid accidental discharge later.

He first put this ready-to-fire large-caliber pistol into his right pocket, and then put the two heavy magazines into his left pocket.

"Yeah, Da Lian Mao (Big Face Cat) is right, security comes from gunpowder and bullets."

Through the outer suit, he caressed the cold steel of the gun in his pocket.

Lin Xian really felt a sense of nostalgia.

Even in the turbulent dream world, he hadn't touched a gun for a long, long time.

The last time he touched a gun was in the second dream, when the CC production line invaded Xin Dong Hai City.

Since then, entering the third dream, the fourth dream, his situation had become increasingly worse.

He no longer had the feeling of being a world-destroying demon king in the first dream. Instead, he was trapped as soon as he entered the dream, living a life that was even worse than reality.

"I hope we can eliminate the mysterious old man as soon as possible."

Lin Xian straightened his suit collar and patted the gun in his right pocket.

He really hoped that one day, he could shoot that 10mm bullet into Kevin Walker's skull... Compared to the other party crashing into him with such a large spaceplane, such a small bullet was really too cheap for him.

And by then, the fourth dream should also have made some progress.

He turned around.

Just in time, Angelica's driver pushed two oversized suitcases into the villa's living room, with a beautifully dressed Angelica following behind:

"Are you ready?"

Lin Xian nodded.

"Then sit down."

Angelica pointed to the chair next to him:

"It's my turn to dress you up."

After the driver dropped off the two oversized suitcases, he left. Under Lin Xian's gaze, Angelica opened the two suitcases—

The devices inside were very ingenious. As the suitcases opened, partitions slowly pulled out several layers, staggered and full of various bottles, jars, and things he couldn't understand.

Lin Xian was not surprised.

Yesterday, Angelica said that she would make him so unrecognizable that no one in the world would recognize him. He could guess that Angelica was going to put makeup on him.

But...

Makeup was only the icing on the cake, could it really change a person's facial features and even bone structure?

Lin Xian was doubtful.

Even though makeup was one of the four great sorceries of Asia, Lin Xian felt that the most evil one was still Longguo's (China's) PS beauty technology... that was the real sleight of hand.

Just as he was thinking.

Angelica began to move.

She didn't start with foundation or isolation or anything like that. Instead, she mixed the bottles and jars like brewing a magic potion in a glass container, looking at his face, tinting, stirring, stirring, gradually becoming viscous.

"No, what are you doing?"

Lin Xian asked curiously:

"You're not going to put that on my face, are you?"

"What are you afraid of? It's not some kind of witchcraft or black magic. Shut up and don't talk, keep your lips tight."

Then.

Angelica plastered the sticky, unknown substance from the glass container on Lin Xian's face like applying putty.

She smeared some on his cheekbones, bridge of his nose, eye sockets, temples, and chin.

Lin Xian couldn't see exactly how much she smeared.

He only felt sticky, but she must have put a lot on his eye sockets.

Was she trying to deepen his eye sockets?

Soon.

Lin Xian felt that the sticky substance seemed to be setting, or maybe not. It felt a little tight, but still smooth, a very strange sensation.

Angelica didn't stop either, taking various tools and starting to reshape Lin Xian's face, just like performing surgery, with the flash of knives.

Lin Xian couldn't understand the rest. He only felt that all kinds of messy things were being plastered on his face.

"Open your eyes, open them wide."

Angelica said, holding Lin Xian's eye sockets and putting on a pair of contact lenses for him.

No...

The outer ring seemed to have a faint blue color. It should be colored contact lenses.

"How do you feel now?"

Angelica poked Lin Xian's cheeks. Lin Xian felt something like jelly shaking on his face:

"It feels like renovating a house, layer by layer."

Lin Xian answered truthfully.

"I'm asking if you feel any discomfort or unnaturalness... never mind."

Angelica continued to work:

"Seeing that you can still joke like this, there must be nothing uncomfortable."

"Didn't you say you wanted me to be the driver?"

Lin Xian asked when Angelica turned her head to get something from the suitcase:

"Do drivers need to dress up so elaborately? Or are we going to a costume party? A masked ball? A Halloween party?"

"Letting you be the driver means letting you be my escort to the banquet. Do I always have to be so clear with you? Are you always such a dull man in Longguo (China)?"

Angelica glued on fake eyebrows for Lin Xian, then rubbed his chin and started preparing to attach a beard:

"In Longguo (China), do women often say that you are a dull man?"

"Never," Lin Xian replied.

"Heh."

Angelica smiled, holding the fake beard:

"Then it means they really like you."

"A man did say that," Lin Xian recalled Liu Feng's evaluation of him.

"You really are a little heartthrob."

Angelica spoke softly, blinking her beautiful eyes, bending down, looking left and right, adjusting the position of the fake beard for Lin Xian:

"In the United States, it's rare for women to attend a banquet alone. That would actually attract more attention and definitely attract a lot of attention. But bringing a male companion is different. It becomes normal and natural."

"Jask's secretary is a fan of mine. She often leaves messages and sends me information on social media... Considering that she is the secretary of a billionaire after all, even if I'm not interested in her, I still politely replied to some."

"But this female secretary seems to really like me. I basically only reply to her every ten days or so, but she writes long articles every day, like writing a diary or a thesis."

Lin Xian couldn't help but laugh:

"A simp gets what he deserves."

Uh.

Angelica pointed her index finger to Lin Xian's lips, shook her head, and smiled:

"You can't say that."

She got a little closer, her eyes looking at the details of the beard's contact surface, the ends of her hair brushing the tip of Lin Xian's nose, making it tickle:

"Tonight, she will get everything ~"

Lin Xian finally understood, and his mind completely sorted out Angelica's plan:

"It seems that I was thinking too simply last night. When you said you were going to win over Jask's female secretary, you really meant win her over... It's not that I doubt your charm. It's just... is this really effective? Does a honey trap work on women too?"

Angelica raised an eyebrow:

"Want to try?"

"You can talk about your past conquests so I can learn about them indirectly."

"You can learn about them directly too~"

"Now?"

"Hehe, I'm just teasing you."

Angelica pressed on the soft pad on Lin Xian's nose, confirming the softness and hardness:

"You are Ji Lin's friend, how can I harm my brother's friend?"

"Almost done... Open your mouth, I'm going to start attaching the porcelain veneers to your teeth."

……

For a full two hours, Lin Xian felt that his entire face, from the inside out, including the wrinkles inside his ears, had been renovated by Angelica.

Many places even used invisible tape to lift and shape, including the shape of his ears. It seemed like something was glued on, making Lin Xian feel unnatural.

Needless to say about his hair, she used a very fine curling iron to create many small curls, and also simply dyed it some color.

Mainly, there was no mirror in front of Lin Xian, so he didn't know what his face had been turned into by Angelica. He was just waiting for the final reveal.

Finally.

After waiting another half an hour, Angelica finally clapped her hands and finished:

"Okay, let's see who you are."

Lin Xian stood up with curiosity, took a mirror from the suitcase, and held it in front of his eyes...

He immediately widened his eyes.

This...

Who is this!

Isn't this... isn't this the feeling of an Arab prince? If he wrapped a white turban on his head, Lin Xian felt like he was going to be rich with oil.

In the mirror, his hair was curly, his skin was a shade darker, his eye sockets were very deep, his eyes were also raised, his pupils had turned blue, his nose had become upturned, the bridge of his nose had become wider, his cheekbones had become higher, his lips had become thicker, and he had attached cosmetic porcelain veneers to his teeth.

From below his nose to his entire chin, there was a layer of light stubble, just like those princes from oil-rich countries.

Even...

Lin Xian's entire face shape had changed, becoming very square and wider than before.

But the most shocking thing was!

All these changes were quite natural, completely fooling the eye!

The skin texture was so delicate...

The details of the beard even had adolescent stubble...

The change in face shape was also not awkward at all, as if it had always been like this.

Just now, for a moment, Lin Xian even suspected that the mirror was fake, and didn't suspect that the unfamiliar face in the mirror was actually a masterpiece of makeup.

No...

This can no longer be called makeup.

It was disguise!

Lin Xian gently touched this face that didn't belong to him:

"Can I touch it?"

"Of course, just don't get it wet."

"Your disguise skills are too amazing..."

Lin Xian shook his head left and right, looking at the stranger in the mirror, a complete stranger.

Not to mention his own mother wouldn't recognize him, even Lin Xian himself didn't think this was him.

"Didn't you say that someone was chasing you?"

Angelica tidied up while putting things into the suitcase:

"If you go out like this, the killer won't recognize you anyway, so you don't have to worry."

Lin Xian stood there for a moment.

He put down the mirror and looked at this Hollywood star, Oscar queen, lust from the Seven Deadly Sins, the older sister who had held Ji Lin as a child...

How thoughtful.

For a moment, Lin Xian felt like he was a petty man measuring the heart of a gentleman.

"Thank you."

Lin Xian said softly.

"You're welcome."

Angelica replied lightly.

Then she closed the two oversized suitcases together, pushed them to the corner of the living room, and looked back at Lin Xian with a smile:

"After all... aren't we partners with a common hatred?"

"If you die halfway, who will fulfill my promise? Who will help me find the murderer who killed Ji Lin? I have to do everything I can to protect you."

Lin Xian scratched the curly hair on the back of his head:

"Did you used to... take care of Ji Lin so thoughtfully?"

Angelica lowered her head and smiled:

"I wanted to, but I didn't have the chance."

She flicked her head back, the wavy brown hair swinging behind her shoulders:

"When Ji Xinshui first brought Ji Lin to the orphanage, Ji Lin was less than one year old, just a little baby in swaddling clothes. I was also less than four years old at the time. Although I wasn't very old, I was already used to taking care of my younger siblings."

"I remember I told you? I was born in a war-torn country. When Ji Xinshui rescued me from the charred ruins, there were only the corpses of my family around me, my siblings, my parents. Our big family was left with only me alive."

"So... maybe intentionally or unintentionally, I treated Ji Lin like my deceased younger siblings, caring for him. I raised Ji Lin in the orphanage. I made milk powder for him, changed his diapers, told him stories, and played with him..."

"I raised him from a little baby to a little boy who liked to read and study math problems. I especially liked this younger brother. I almost put all my affection and love on Ji Lin."

"Later, when we grew up, we separated. I was sent to Hollywood by Ji Xinshui and started working here as a child star; while Ji Lin was raised by Ji Xinshui with high expectations, raised by his niece, who was later Xu Yun's wife."

"Ji Lin and I always kept in touch. Whenever I had the chance, I would fly back to see him... It's just that Hollywood isn't easy to get along with, and I didn't have much time to spend with Ji Lin. Maybe I could only take one or two breaks a year to go back and take a look."

"Because... why was I so busy? You guessed it right, Ji Xinshui did give me a task. You are very smart and guessed it right, it was the task of collecting intelligence. After the two of them were arrested, I was also investigated by the US police, but in the end, I really didn't have any stains... because the two of them, one old and one young, never told me what they were doing. I had no idea."

"The old man didn't raise me much, and sent me to Hollywood to be his intelligence-gathering tool... but I am still very grateful to him, because when I was most desperate, when all my family members had died, when I was alone, he gave Ji Lin to me, giving me hope to live."

"So, Ji Lin is my everything, my all, and the meaning of my life. Everything I work hard for is to make Ji Lin happy, to make Ji Lin happy, and to help Ji Lin fulfill his wish to avenge his parents."

"Whatever he wanted, I would get it for him. But he rarely made requests of me... The only time was that oil painting, *Melancholy Einstein*. At that time, this painting was in the hands of a Hollywood director, and Ji Lin asked me if I could buy that painting back."

"As long as Ji Lin asked me, there was nothing I couldn't do. I would fulfill it for him. Actually, to be honest, when Ji Lin told me that he had made a friend named Lin Xian, I was really disappointed, jealous, and sad... I know this is very contradictory. On the one hand, I hope Ji Lin can make good friends, and on the other hand, I am afraid that he will get further and further away from me."

"As a result... that's great."

Angelica chuckled, spreading her hands:

"Before I, as his older sister, could sort out my tangled emotions, Ji Lin passed away."

"I am a reasonable person, I don't blame you, and I don't blame Zhou Duan Yun. I know that the real murderers who killed Ji Lin are not the two of you, but the Genius Club that they have been pursuing but seem to have been deceived and used by."

"It was too late when I knew these things... it was too late when I realized it. But my closest family members all left me for the second time; my most beloved younger brother, Ji Lin, also made mistakes under the instructions of those people and died on the road to avenging his parents."

"So, just like you asked me yesterday, I know who the murderer is... What can I do? What else can I do?"

She crossed her arms in front of her chest, tilted her head, and looked at Lin Xian:

"Lin Xian, you will tell me... who are the murderers who killed Ji Lin, who killed Ji Lin's parents, right?"

"I can wait, I can wait a long time. But in the end, when you really attend the Genius Club gathering... you will tell me, right?"

"I will," Lin Xian nodded:

"Word of honor."

"That's good," Angelica lowered her head and smiled:

"Do you know why I unconditionally trust you like this? Even if you are now in trouble, have caused trouble, and actually have no bargaining chips to negotiate with me... but I still believe you."

"It's really not because of anything else, it's just because..."

She raised her head.

Looking at Lin Xian, but also looking at the shadow behind Lin Xian:

"It's just because you are the friend that Ji Lin recognized."

"So I... will always believe you."