Beautiful Man

Belmode took out the prepared human skin mask and put it on Jason's head, and then carefully revised some details on the mask.

Jason was sitting and Belmode standing. The double blow of sight and smell caused by the height difference made Jason a little bit unable to control himself.

He quickly thought of a topic and diverted his attention: "What is your hatred with Michelle? You have to kidnap her."

Belmode stuck props on his face and said, "After all, it's not a big deal."

“A few months ago, at a crew’s finale dinner, I drank a few more glasses of wine with a little fresh meat. I don’t know if he drank too much and had some illusion, so I posted a blog that evening. And said that he would formally pursue me."

Jason smiled, he seemed to understand the subsequent plot.

He said to himself: "I didn't expect Michelle to like this little fresh meat, so I hate you for it, but this little contradiction will not kidnap her."

Belmode gave him a dissatisfied look: "You know what a fart! You go to listen to her latest album, and you actually adapted a rap specially, insulting me in the lyrics, and going to concerts around the world!"

"If she just gossiping in private, I'm not so careful and caress about a little sister. Now things are getting bigger, if I don't fight back, people in the circle think I'm afraid of her."

"Wait a minute...Michelle likes Xiaoxianrou? Really? Isn't she married." The King of Bastard Rice, Hallie stood up and said.

Belmode patiently gave her popular science: "Most of the marriages in the entertainment industry are not very strong, and there are countless cases of divorce after marriage."

"Michelle and her husband have not been married for more than a year, and she and her husband began to separate. Sooner or later, the divorce will be a matter of time. However, Michelle is in a period of rising career and cannot be exposed for the time being, but it is in the circle. Everyone knows it."

"Ah! This will happen!" Hallie grinned, completely disappointed.

After listening to her, Jason was still a little confused: "According to your statement, once Michelle is kidnapped, the police will immediately suspect you."

Belmode said: "Do you think I am that stupid? There is a dance in Beverly Hills tonight. I will stay there until the end of the dance and make an alibi."

Jason raised the bar unconvincedly: "Then the police can also suspect that you bought the murderer? After all, the contradiction between you and her is well known in the entertainment industry."

Belmode looked at Jason and said with a playful smile: "The police suspect that the prerequisite for me to buy homicide is that both of you were caught by the police and confessed to me."

Jason suddenly realized: "No wonder you don't do it yourself, you have to let me deal with it. It turns out that you are pressing the treasures on me."

Belmode said: "Although you are a scumbag, but the means and ability to do things, I am very relieved."

"hehe, thanks for your complement!"

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Thirty minutes later, the human skin masks of Jason and Halle were all modified.

After changing into cross-dress, Jason became an ordinary middle-aged scumbag.

And Halle became a menopausal aunt with age spots on her face.

Hallie took out the mirror and took a picture, frowned and said: "Why do I have to be an aunt? I suspect you are deliberately fucking me."

Belmode covered his mouth and smiled: "You think too much. This kind of auntie has faces all over the street. Even if you are photographed by a camera, it is difficult for the police to locate the suspect. Everything I do is for your safety. "

Hallie raised her middle finger: "I believe you a ghost!"

The cross-dressing and disguise is over, and Belmode's mission is completed.

She put on the human skin mask again, called and asked her to come down to pick her up.

Before leaving, she took out two tickets and passed an address to Jason's mobile phone.

"There is a nightclub in the South District, and Michelle is an avid nightclub lover. According to the information I got, she will go to the nightclub secretly tonight. Here is the address and ticket of the nightclub."

Jason took the ticket and made an OK gesture.

Belmode blew a kiss in the air, got in his car and left.

"Sao fox!" Hallie scolded uncomfortably.

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The two sat in the car to check their equipment. When it got dark, Jason started the car and drove to the nightclub.

An hour later, the Mercedes-Benz stopped at the entrance of the nightclub.

The tall black security guard looked at the aunt and uncle in front of him, and suddenly felt strange.

This year, grandpa and aunt are also here to play di?

Jason handed over two tickets, and the security affixed a seal to the two of them and let them pass.

At this time, it was not the happiest time in the nightclub, but because of the strong publicity of the store, the venue was almost full of players.

The dazzling lights, explosive electric sounds, the roar of djs, and the desperately swaying bodies around the dance floor, the men and women dancing like demons, deeply stimulate everyone's nerves.

A waiter in a black suit walked up to the two of them and said forcefully in Jason's ear: "Sir, do you have a reservation?"

Jason shook his head and didn't speak. He just took out a stack of Benjamin Franklin from his pocket, about twenty, and threw it to the waiter.

After squeezing his fingers and feeling the thickness, the waiter stuffed the money into his trouser pocket, nodding his head and bowing his waist hurriedly: "Sir, there are boxes and decks inside, which are the best. Which one do you need?"

Jason leaned into his ear: "I heard that Ms. Michelle will be here tonight. I don't know where her room is?"

"This... is all gossip..." The waiter's expression was a little embarrassed.

Jason did not speak, and once again activated the ability to move money: "Don't worry, my wife and I are both fans of Ms. Michelle. We just want to meet her and ask for an autographed photo. This requirement is not excessive."

When the US dollar was put into the bag, the waiter's face changed drastically, and he quickly directed the two upstairs: "Not too much, not too much! Miss Michelle is in the box on the second floor. I will arrange your room next to him."

On the second floor, the waiter led the two into a luxuriously decorated room: "Sit down first. Miss Michelle is playing below. I will introduce you when she returns to the private room."

"Okay! If you can satisfy my wish, your tip is indispensable." Jason took out a stack of cash and patted it on the table.

The waiter's face smiled like a chrysanthemum: "Thank you sir! Then I will get you wine, what do you like to drink?"

"Scotch whisky, more than ten years."

"Okay sir, please wait!"

The waiter smiled and exited the room respectfully.

Today is really my lucky day. One day’s tip is worth a month’s salary.

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Rob!

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