The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO

Chapter 2092 - 2085: Estimate Brother Dong’s Psychological Trauma

Next, it’s time to use the silver needles to change the contours of the face.

These needles are really thick and need to be completely stuck into the facial muscles.

The feeling is almost like stitching a wound without anesthesia.

Sss!

Wang Dadong gasped sharply.

The sensation of these needles piercing in was much more painful than he had imagined.

Luckily, he had undergone pain training with the Piano Emperor, otherwise, he probably couldn’t have completed the facial disguise.

Although this kind of pain was peanuts compared to the injuries he sustained in battles.

But hurting oneself and being hurt by others are definitely two different things.

Moreover, getting hurt is a momentary affair, because it’s so fast that the body might not even feel the pain.

But sticking needles into one’s own face is different.

If it were fine silver needles, it wouldn’t be so bad, but these surgical sutures...

It took a full half-hour for Wang Dadong to put all the needles in place.

But there was no joy, because he had overlooked a very serious problem.

A person’s left and right face can’t be completely symmetrical; it doesn’t seem like a big deal normally, but if you swap them, there will be a large difference.

Now, in the mirror, he looks almost identical to Ji Ruyue, except for having slightly darker skin.

However, the image in the mirror is actually symmetrical with reality, meaning the left face in the mirror is actually his right face...

If he wants to look exactly like Ji Ruyue, he needs to swap the left and right sides of his face...

Actually, it’s not so scary, just moving eight out of the twenty needles on his face.

Only eight, it doesn’t seem like much...

Another twenty-some minutes later, Wang Dadong finally succeeded.

As long as he applies powder to his face to make his skin look whiter, he would look almost exactly like Ji Ruyue.

Next is the adjustment of the whole body’s bones.

This part is relatively simple for him.

It only took a few minutes for Wang Dadong to adjust himself to the height similar to Ji Ruyue.

What follows is one of the most important and equally painful parts.

Plucking leg hair!

Wang Dadong’s skin is actually very delicate, even better than some women’s.

Two hours later, Wang Dadong looked almost identical to Ji Ruyue, but to be completely identical, he still needed to use the Demon Art of makeup to assist him.

Fortunately, Zemalia had lived here for a while, and there were all kinds of makeup and clothes.

When Wang Dadong finished dressing up, stood in front of the mirror, and saw the image in the mirror, even he couldn’t help but feel a bit infatuated.

There was still one thing different from Ji Ruyue, and that was his hair.

But he already had a plan.

He wore a hat and went directly to the stable where Guna was detained.

Guna had already fainted.

Wang Dadong ordered the guards to wake her up.

Seeing Wang Dadong, Guna was not as agitated, just stared at him coldly.

Of course, what she saw was not Wang Dadong but Ji Ruyue.

Wang Dadong gave Guna a casual glance and said, "Cut her hair for me."

Guna’s hair was very long, reaching down to her back when let loose.

And it was thick and black.

One could say that her beautiful hair was one of the most attractive features she had.

Yet, Wang Dadong wanted it cut.

In just a few minutes, Guna’s long, flowy hair, which had grown for years, was all cut off. Although not completely shaved, only one or two inches were left.

Guna had become numb.

Compared to being bullied, having her hair cut was already a very good outcome.

Watching that vicious woman order her beautiful long hair to be cut, Guna’s heart was filled with nothing but hate.

She’s no longer asking for death.

She wants to live, only by living can she avenge.

Living, so she can personally send those who bullied her down to Hell.

So this time, she didn’t resist at all.

Her only belief now is to live on and seek revenge!

The anger and hatred in Guna’s eyes were naturally in full view of Wang Dadong.

Even though living now might be more painful for Guna than dying.

But as the saying goes, it’s better to live badly than die well.

Living, there’s hope...

Wang Dadong took Guna’s hair and made it into a wig.

After putting on the wig, he was indistinguishable from Ji Ruyue.

Even Ji Ruyue herself might not be able to tell them apart.

On the way to Ji Ruyue’s place, Wang Dadong could clearly feel the eyes of those men on him.

Being stared at by so many eyes, Wang Dadong felt an immense pressure.