47: Chapter 47: Disguised Entry into the City, a Masterpiece of Acting Skills

"Pei Ji, bring your face over here."

Qin Feng held a glob of gelatinous substance that emitted a strange, sour odor, with a faint fluorescence shimmering at his fingertips.

"Brother Feng, this stuff smells wrong. Are you really going to smear this on my face?"

Pei Ji looked at the dark green mass, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.

He wanted to shrink back, but Qin Feng clamped a hand onto his shoulder.

Qin Feng's grip was astonishingly strong; his fingers locked tight, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged like a hydraulic clamp.

"Cut the crap. If you don't want to go to the slammer and sew sewing machines, then endure it."

Qin Feng ordered in a deep voice, his fingers moving like lightning as he quickly kneaded the gelatinous mass.

Ding!

[God-level Disguise Technique (Permanent Version) has been activated.]

[Loading templates: Low-IQ fool, ugly village girl, lame old man.]

As the system voice faded, Qin Feng's hands seemed to possess a certain magic.

He kneaded Pei Ji's face frantically. With every press of his fingers, Pei Ji's muscles and bones emitted faint "click" sounds.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Brother Feng, easy, my face is going to shatter!"

Pei Ji twitched in pain, but he dared not move.

A moment later, Qin Feng let go and casually stuffed a special silicone piece into Pei Ji's mouth.

Pei Ji looked into the beat-up mirror in the car.

A monster appeared in the mirror with an extremely low forehead, bulging eyes, and a yellow, protruding tooth sticking out from thick lips.

The clarity and stupidity in those eyes had completely sublimated into a sense of despairing intellectual deficiency.

"Unbelievable…"

Pei Ji wanted to cry, but he realized that because the disguise was too successful, he now looked like he was laughing when he cried.

Qin Feng ignored him and turned to look at Su Tang.

Su Tang was quite calm; she even proactively brought her stunningly beautiful face forward.

"Brother Feng, don't hold back. Make me as ugly as possible."

A hint of morbid excitement shone in Su Tang's eyes.

Qin Feng's fingertips grazed her temples, and a sensation of heat spread instantly.

A few minutes later, Su Tang was gone.

In her place was a country girl with a face full of red and black pockmarks, and even a huge black mole.

Her originally curvaceous figure, under Qin Feng's special padding, had turned into a bucket-like pear shape.

Finally, Qin Feng draped the ragged construction site clothes over himself.

He casually picked up a sharp pebble from the ground and stuffed it directly into the sole of his right shoe.

He stood up and tried taking two steps.

With every step he took, his body naturally tilted to the left due to the sharp pain.

His spine was hunched, his eyes turbid, and he held a crushed dry tobacco pipe in his mouth.

Who would have thought that this lame old man, who looked like he had one foot in the grave, was the city-wide wanted Joker?

"Let's go, into the city."

Qin Feng whispered, his voice becoming hoarse and unpleasant, like a bellows being pulled.

Jianghai City entrance, West District main checkpoint.

This was no longer a routine vehicle inspection.

Two rows of SWAT anti-riot vehicles blocked the middle of the road, and the blinding red and blue strobe lights tore the night sky to shreds.

Dozens of fully armed SWAT officers held submachine guns, their eyes scanning every passing vehicle like hawks.

Furthermore, the most advanced facial recognition system and infrared detectors were set up at the checkpoint.

As long as someone looked like Qin Feng, the machine would sound an alarm instantly.

"Stop! Turn off the engine! Get out of the car for inspection!"

A SWAT officer slapped the hood of the beat-up wuling hongguang hard.

His hand hovered near the trigger, his expression cold and stern, giving off an intense sense of oppression.

Pei Ji pushed open the car door, his legs went weak, and he knelt directly on the ground.

"Heh… hehe… Officer uncle, get… get rich…"

Pei Ji tilted his head, drool flowing down the corner of his mouth.

His bulging eyeballs rolled around without focus, and an extremely eerie smile hung on his face.

The SWAT officer recoiled in disgust, his brows knitting into a knot.

"ID card! Speak clearly!"

The SWAT officer barked.

Qin Feng hunched his waist, held onto the car door, and slowly shuffled down.

He coughed incessantly, each cough sounding like he was about to cough up his lungs.

"Officer, sir, this… this kid isn't quite right in the head, please bear with us."

Qin Feng tremblingly handed over a plastic bag covered in grease, which contained three worn-out ID cards.

While speaking, he used his calloused hand to wipe the drool from Pei Ji's mouth.

"We're from the Wayaocun Village on the east end… we're just, you know, taking him into the city to see a doctor…"

Qin Feng's expression was sincere, his eyes revealing a timidity found only in lower-class farmers.

The SWAT officer took the IDs and scanned them on the reader.

Ding!

[No abnormalities found, system cleared.]

Xie Qingshang was currently sitting in the command vehicle not far away.

In front of him were dozens of screens, syncing the real-time footage from the checkpoint.

He habitually fished a piece of dark chocolate from his pocket and bit it with a crunch.

The bitter taste exploded on his taste buds.

His gaze lingered on the three of them—Qin Feng and the others—for three seconds.

Intuition told him that at this critical juncture, any civilian appearing was highly suspicious.

But logic argued against it.

What kind of person was Qin Feng?

He was an extreme villain who could swing on a swing at a hundred meters in the air and drive a car off a building dozens of stories high.

That kind of person had arrogance and elegance written into his bones.

Would he turn himself into a drooling fool?

Would he let that pretty sidekick turn into a pockmarked village girl?

"Check their trunk again."

Xie Qingshang ordered in a deep voice into the walkie-talkie.

At the checkpoint, the SWAT officer received the order and slammed open the rear door of the wuling hongguang.

The trunk was full of yellowing snake-skin bags.

Inside were half a bag of sweet potatoes, a few muddy cabbages, and some ragged cotton-padded jackets.

The fermented smell of sweat and earth rushed out instantly.

"Ugh—"

The lead SWAT officer was so overwhelmed by the stench that he turned his head away.

This smell was too authentic; it couldn't possibly be acted out.

Seeing this, Pei Ji suddenly rushed forward.

He hugged the SWAT officer's thigh, wailing and shouting: "Candy… I want to eat candy… give me candy!"

The SWAT officer staggered from the hug, almost losing his grip on his gun.

"Let go! If you don't let go, I'll cuff you!"

"Candy… candy… hehehe…"

Not only did Pei Ji not let go, he also intended to wipe the snot from his face onto the SWAT officer's pants.

In that instant, the SWAT officer's psychological defense completely collapsed.

He had never felt such disgust for a human being.

"Get lost! Take this fool and get into the city, don't block the way here!"

The SWAT officer pushed Pei Ji away forcefully, waving his hand as if shooing a fly.

Qin Feng hurriedly nodded and bowed, grabbing Pei Ji by the ear and dragging him back into the car.

"Thank you, officer! Thank you, officer!"

"The kid doesn't know any better, I'll beat him when we get home!"

Qin Feng shoved Pei Ji and the "pockmarked" Su Tang into the car, pulling and dragging them.

The beat-up wuling hongguang emitted a plume of black smoke and shakily drove past the cordon.

Inside the command vehicle, Xie Qingshang stared at the departing wuling hongguang, feeling that something was wrong.

But he had no evidence in his hand.

"That old man just now…"

Xie Qingshang whispered, tapping his pencil lightly on the table.

"Captain, he was just a lunatic going into the city to see a doctor. That fool sprayed drool all over my face."

A team member nearby brushed the dust off himself in disgust.

Xie Qingshang sighed and popped another piece of chocolate into his mouth.

"Keep a close watch. Someone like Qin Feng wouldn't honestly be a refugee."

After the wuling hongguang had driven three kilometers out.

The air pressure inside the car changed instantly.

Qin Feng loosened his tightly clenched hands, and the veins on the back of his hands gradually faded.

He spat out the dry tobacco pipe, his originally hunched back straightening up.

That sense of oppression of a superior returned.

"Pei Ji, stop shaking your hands."

Qin Feng casually flicked out the pebble from the sole of his shoe.

Pei Ji looked as if he had been fished out of the water, soaked through.

He wiped the remaining drool from the corner of his mouth, his eyes extremely complex.

"Brother Feng… when that officer pushed me just now, my heart stopped."

"However…"

Pei Ji looked at his ghastly reflection in the mirror and suddenly chuckled foolishly.

"How was my acting just now? Do I have a talent for it?"

Su Tang sat in the back seat, leisurely shaking the dirt off her hair.

She rolled her eyes at Pei Ji, her tone full of mockery.

"That wasn't acting; that was unleashing your true nature."

Qin Feng sat in the passenger seat, tapping his fingers on his knee.

He called out to the system in his mind.

Ding!

[Congratulations Host! The team successfully used the "Dark Under the Lamp" tactic to pass the special checkpoint.]

[The entire internet audience is plunged into crazy suspicion! Intense shock generated!]

[Reward obtained: Shock value +500,000!]

[Due to Pei Ji's acting being too realistic, Xie Qingshang has developed a slight psychological shadow; reward points increased by an additional 5%!]

A faint smile appeared on Qin Feng's face.

"Well acted, Pei Ji, this acting has improved."

Pei Ji chuckled, and while driving, he subconsciously slurped his drool again.

But the next second, his smile froze on his face.

"Wait a minute… Brother Feng…"

Pei Ji looked at Qin Feng with a dazed expression.

"Was that… was that really acting just now?"

"Why do I feel like it felt quite natural to hug that SWAT officer's thigh and ask for candy?"

Qin Feng looked at his dazed appearance, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"It seems that the ten million you took was definitely well-deserved."

"Method acting is always the pinnacle of performance."

Qin Feng leaned back against the chair, looking at the high-rise buildings in the center of Jianghai City in the distance.

There.

That is his true stage.