Power of Money novel Chapter 755

Stroking face- cutting was a very common beauty-refinement method.

How many years ago, it had been widely used in the beauty medicine industry.

A lot of women loved to be beautiful. In order to make up for themselves, they were familiar with each other.

After getting used to it, they could even buy their own equipment and pick it at home.

However, there was a strong dose to take off the rouge.

No matter how much he wanted to lose weight, he had to control the amount of cosmetics he could take out once for all. It was within the scope of science.

In other words, it would at most be 2000 times.

This was done at a place with a lot of fat like a thigh.

However, according to Yvonne's observation, according to the physiques of Hansen and Kernel, it would take at least three thousand years to wear the uniform with the sign of appraisal. Moreover, there

might be not only fat inside, but also many other important body groups.

Even if it was only to extract the fat.

In places like his shoulders and chest, three thousand times was pulled out in one go, the damage it inflicted on his body was undoubtedly tremendous.

What's more, for people like Hansen and Kernel, forcibly extracting fat from other subcutaneous tissue, Jason did not know how much damage this would do to their bodies. However, for this kind of forced involvement in the external world, it would cause damage to their flesh. Whether they succeeded or not in this mission, their strength would definitely decline in a landslide way in the future. It was even possible for them to bid farewell to the battlefield.

Thinking of this, Jason pondered and said, "Since the equipment we used this time is the best agent equipment in the world, why don't we let Kernel and Hansen stay in the command center, handle the situation on the spot, and issue combat orders to other members? What do you think?"

"No, I don't need to take off the cosmetic." Hansen suddenly said.

"What?" Jason was stunned.

"The purpose of the establishment of the Hunt Task Force from the beginning is for the Kong Xin birthday party this afternoon. If the operation succeeds this afternoon, there will be no place for us to use our strength in the future. Master Qin also left us so much money, which is enough for our brothers to live a comfortable life for the rest of their lives. We don't have to worry about their livelihood anymore. After all, we are rich. Who is willing to tie their heads to their waistbands and go everywhere?" Hansen looked at Jason and said with a smile.

"But, this afternoon's action..." Jason frowned.

"If we fail in this afternoon's mission, then our muscles will be useless. If we lose our lives, what can we do with these things?" Kernel also came over and said while standing beside Hansen.

"That's right. Who would be willing to fight against these desperados if they could pay for it? Isn't it good for them to live?"

"After this mission, Master Qin gave us so much money. Who wants to live outside? I've thought it through. I'll go home and buy a mountain. I'll build a house with a pool on it. Then I'll buy ten sets of houseclothes in the city center. I'll live on the top of the mountain every day to raise flowers and grass. Then, I'll raise a few black backs and rent every day.

This is the real life."

"Me too. I'm planning to buy all the land in my hometown when I get back. Then I'll build the manor and let the whole village live there. I'll buy dozens of doors in the city center to collect rent. I'll also buy the best Expressions in the manor. I'll hang red lanterns every New Year and New Year's Eve there..."

Watching more and more team members walking over, they began to narrate the expectations and fantasies of the future after the end of this task.

Jason's nose was a little sour.

There was no doubt that the mission was dangerous this afternoon.

Deep in the Dragon's Pool, he lifted up the dragon scales and broke into a tiger's den to kill Huzi. It was nothing more than this.

Many people knew that it was very likely that the Polygon Pavilion was his last mission in his life. There was a high chance that he would never be able to return.

But for such a long time, no one mentioned it.

They had committed a god's duty by obeying orders.

Even if Jason pointed at the sea of flames in front of them and told them to jump, they wouldn't ask why. They didn't hesitate to jump into the sea of flames.

"Take off the cosmetic. What kind of hardship have we not eaten when we were in the team? Those women can bear the cosmetic surgery. We men can't stand it."

Looking at Jason, Gu Zhihai said as if he was watching a joke.

Jason looked at the eight people in front of him and nodded, "Go to prepare. I will arrange cosmetic surgery for you now. Others continue to do their own work. At 12 o'clock, leave on time."

At 12 o'clock, it was the Predator Team. They could enter the venue according to the requirements of the Polygon Pavilion.