I'm writing a novel in Ming Ke, if you mess with me, you'll be the heroine

Chu Ming looked at the empty space in front of him, then looked at the situation on the Vermouth side, and suddenly felt a little dissatisfied.

"What do you mean, you look down on me?"

He slapped his hand downward angrily, trying to express his anger, but Gin quickly opened his eyes and grabbed his wrist.

Gin felt the force of Chu Ming falling down, his eyebrows sharp: "What did you want to do just now?"

"…Nothing, I feel like the makeup you just put on your face is a little damp, fan it so it can dry faster."

Chu Ming withdrew his hand awkwardly. His subordinate's head was not like a watermelon. He was just going to pat it twice...

Gin obviously didn't believe it, but he didn't say anything. He just asked, "Okay?"

"Okay." Chu Ming put the things away directly, and skipped the usual step of showing him what he looked like in disguise.

Gin didn't care either. He didn't pay any attention to what he looked like after being disguised. After all, it was just for the purpose of completing the mission.

Seeing that the other people would rather line up at Vermouth's side than come to his side, Chu Ming decided to pick a weak one first.

"Afu, come quickly, I'll change you into something nice~" Chu Ming smiled like a little fox, and waved to Vodka.

Vodka had a look of resistance on his face, and his whole body showed his displeasure, but there was nothing he could do. He was not the eldest brother and he dared not say no to Granburch directly. He could only move towards Chu Ming hesitantly.

"Walk faster, are you stepping on ants?" Chu Ming glared at him, "Why? You don't seem to want to come to me?"

"No, no, I'm willing, I'm willing. I'm very willing. It's my honor!" Voltgar strode forward and soon stood in front of Chu Ming. His tall and strong body almost covered Chu Ming completely, but even though he was tall and burly, his aura was completely overwhelmed by Chu Ming.

Chu Ming stretched out a finger and pushed Vodka onto the sofa, then carefully looked at Vodka's face: "Since this is your second visit, I'll give you a 20% discount and only charge you 800,000 yuan, and I'll let you choose a face yourself. How about that? I'll treat you well?"

"80% off?" Vodka opened his mouth wide. Why did he have to pay for the disguise? "Well, how about I let Bei——"

"What's wrong with you, Bei? Just sit still. Think about it, Vermouth's products are mass-produced, and there are only a few disguises. But you're different, yours is a custom-made version! No matter what disguise you want, I can satisfy you ~ Isn't it a super deal?" Chu Ming kept swiping Vodka.

"Yes, right...it seems like it's really a good deal..." Vodka didn't dare to say anything else and could only agree.

Seeing this, Chu Ming happily took out a pen and paper from the side, and began to pinch Vodka's face with a big stroke: "Tell me, what do you want it to look like?"

Vodka secretly glanced at Gin and saw that he had no objection. In addition, Chu Ming's posture did look quite intimidating, so he gestured and, unable to hide his anticipation, told him the image he wanted to disguise himself into.

After he finished speaking, Chu Ming glanced at Vodka thoughtfully and said, "I see. Anyway, you want a tall, mighty and domineering face, right?"

Vodka nodded vigorously. Without his sunglasses, his face looked too honest, which did not match his sturdy and strong figure at all. God knows how long he had wanted a powerful face!

Chu Ming nodded and kept drawing on the paper.

Vodka watched Chu Ming's busy movements and suddenly remembered the picture he had drawn for her. He froze for a moment.

This, Granburch's painting skills are so bad, so can his paintings still be seen? Will he turn the abstract paintings into his own face? !

When he stretched his neck to see what Chu Ming was painting, Chu Ming had already put down his brush and held up the painting to admire it.

"Oh, I feel like my painting skills have improved again."

Vermouth was behind him. Hearing this, she stopped helping Lafitte disguise himself and turned to look. Then, she was irritated by the messy lines on the paper: "What did you draw? A square face? What are on this face? Bugs? Why are there such long hairs around the eyes? Eyelashes should not be drawn like this, right?"

"What do you mean by square face?! Sister, do you have good taste? Do you have any aesthetic sense? This is clearly a square face with a cool scar! The lines next to the eyes refer to the line of sight, that feeling of the eyes emitting a cold light!" Chu Ming used a series of descriptions, firing like a machine gun, "Look at this eagle-like and wolf-like gaze! Look at this hideous scar! Look at this ferocious and vicious face!"

Granberg Paintings - Vodka 2.0

"..." Vermouth turned her head back, speechless. She was also very confused. Granburch's painting skills were so bad, so how could he be so good at disguise?

Lafitte also closed his eyes. He felt that his eyes were polluted by Granburch. What kind of weird chaos of lines was that painting?

Chianti was extremely curious and poked Cohen, motioning him to go and have a look, but Cohen glanced at Gin who was sitting calmly in the chair, thought about it and decided not to move.

Gin, on the other hand, was not curious at all. After having seen Chu Ming's FBI portrait, Gin no longer had any expectations for Chu Ming's paintings.

Vodka was already extremely nervous, and now that Vermouth had exposed him, he became even more desperate: "How about, forget it, no need to disguise myself, I'll go find a hood and put it on..."

"Nonsense, the hood is so stuffy~ Ah Fu, I feel bad for you like this~" Chu Ming shook the paper in his hand and turned it to show Vodka, "Vermouth has no taste, we ignore her, take a look, does this face suit you well?"

Chianti and Cohen, who were peeking from behind, covered their eyes. Chianti groaned and whispered to Cohen: "Help, I'm blind. Fortunately, I closed my eyes quickly, otherwise I would be a blind sniper."

Vodka looked at the strange black mass in the painting and almost couldn't catch his breath. His smile was uglier than crying: "Well, Granburch, it's, my face, actually, how about -"

Chu Ming looked at him talking incoherently and trying desperately to find excuses to shirk responsibility, and his face deliberately darkened: "Are you kidding me? I already said it was a custom face, and I've already painted it. Now you tell me you don't want to do it? Come over here quickly!"

Vodka was in tears and reluctantly sat down in Gin's seat, closing his eyes as if ready to die.

Why am I always the unlucky one?!

Seeing that no one believed him, Chu Ming was a little indignant. He quickly smeared the makeup on Vodka's face and soon finished disguising Vodka: "Alright."

Vodka slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of despair, and he didn't want to see what his face looked like.

Chianti, on the other hand, had been staring in that direction, and because Chu Ming had been blocking Vodka's view, she could not see at all. When Chu Ming made his announcement and stepped aside, she was ready to open her mouth and laugh at Vodka, but then she saw Vodka's face clearly.

The laughter stopped abruptly in her throat. She took a breath uncontrollably but choked accidentally. After coughing heart-wrenchingly for a long time, she slowly raised her head and stared at the wild and strong face in front of her, unable to take her eyes away for a long time.

His face had deep and distinct contours and several scars across it, which made him look more casual. Combined with Vodka's well-trained muscular body, he looked really strong and mighty.

It cannot be said that this disguise is exactly the same as the painting he drew. It can only be said that they are completely unrelated!

How did Granburch manage to look so handsome in disguise while his paintings were so ugly?