King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 416 - 402

Monica’s sudden arousal caught Joe Ga off guard, leaving him somewhat bewildered.

Yet the girl’s raging hormones that couldn’t find release were indeed making Joe Ga, a normal man, somewhat uncomfortable.

Supporting Monica, who was walking with her legs tightly together, he took her to the restroom at the far end corner of the hall. When she came out, he handed her a miniature earpiece, put one on himself, and after testing the wireless communication, took out his phone and dialed Prince Alesani of Qatar.

"My part is done; when will Princess Amina come out?"

On the other end, Alesani said anxiously, "In 15 minutes, another 15 minutes."

Hu Lang, my men are already standing by in the first-floor restroom. After 15 minutes, my sister will make an appearance with Crown Prince Nayif, then she’ll find an excuse to go change in the restroom. You must take her out."

Joe Ga glanced at the black-suited bodyguards standing around and nodded slightly, "It shouldn’t be a problem, there will be someone causing a bit of chaos to cover our exit..."

Alesani paused for a moment and then asked, "Someone will be coordinating with you?

Hu Lang, you can’t mess around; I have everything arranged already."

Joe Ga couldn’t help but laugh and replied, "Who can you arrange? A few girls who don’t like wearing clothes pulling each other’s hair out on the lawn might attract a few onlookers?

Just make sure Princess Amina listens to me, your plan could expose those agents and might make things more complicated. Leave everything to me."

After hesitating, Alesani said gravely, "Then I’ll leave it to you, Hu Lang; you must get my sister out."

"I’ll have my men create a car accident on the road to cover your retreat," he added.

Joe Ga couldn’t help but chuckle at Alesani. This guy had some capability within the Qatari Security Department, not just some playboy prince.

But thinking about the ’media troops’ he had arranged outside, Joe Ga said with a laugh, "Buddy, like I said, leave everything to me. I’ll handle Nayif’s bodyguards, just remember to transfer the money to me."

Alesani, unaware of Joe Ga’s plan to blow things up, suppressed his anxiety and said earnestly, "Hu Lang, everything’s in your hands then, just ensure my sister’s safety."

Joe Ga considered for a moment and said, "No one must die in this operation, you’d better have your men follow my orders. I hope to take her out with us.

"It’s a just operation, and it’s best if no intelligence agency’s involvement is seen. It’s okay if things get a bit chaotic in the process."

Al Sani was a bit unnerved by Joe Ga’s words, but with things having come this far, he could only comply with Joe Ga’s commands and gave the phone number of a female agent already embedded at the event to Joe Ga.

Joe Ga quickly got in touch with the Qatari female agent, then quietly placed an ’Out of Service’ sign at the entrance to the restroom.

Soon after, Monica suddenly clutched her stomach, seeming a bit unwell, and re-entered the restroom with tiny, unsteady steps.

Meanwhile, Joe Ga moved to the terrace next to the restroom, greeted the security guard at the door, borrowed a lighter to start up a cigarette, and stood by a trash can set aside for smokers, resembling a man accustomed to waiting for his girlfriend.

As Joe Ga smoked, Crown Prince Nayif appeared with a retinue of ladies from his court.

The appearance of the prince captured everyone’s attention. There wasn’t any speech-making or formal process; the white-robed Crown Prince Nayif was soon surrounded by a throng of VIPs who had been waiting for him.

When the prince let out his hearty laugh, warmly shaking hands and exchanging pleasantries with several dignitaries, Joe Ga saw a smaller-framed woman from behind him say something to the person beside her, then walked towards the restroom where Monica was, accompanied by two men in black suits.

Knowing the moment was nigh, Joe Ga stubbed out his cigarette and discreetly inserted a remote-controlled circuit-breaker that he’d previously prepared into an outlet beside the trash can. Then, straightening his suit, he nodded with a smile to the doorman and re-entered the venue.

He kicked away the sign at the men’s restroom before Princess Amina could arrive and walked in.

When Princess Amina, escorted by two bodyguards, approached the restroom, Monica happened to be exiting with a scantily clad brunette woman. It seemed they had a bit of an argument in the restroom, and as Monica emerged, she gave the brunette a disdainful look, greeted her with a word starting with ’B’, and turned to walk away proudly.

Apparently provoked, the brunette, under the watchful eyes of the two bodyguards, angrily pushed Monica.

Stumbling forward, Monica appeared startled that someone would dare attack her. She turned around, hands spread, looking at the two guards and pointing at the brunette, shouting, "Is this the kind of place that even ’these people’ can come to?

"This bitch should be out on the lawn...

Shit, didn’t you see she wanted to hit me?"

The two security guards exchanged a glance. Seeing that the brunette seemed intent on attacking Monica again, they stepped forward and restrained the brunette’s arms.

Just then, Princess Amina slipped past them from behind and darted into the men’s restroom that Joe Ga had opened.

After the princess entered, Joe Ga decisively locked the restroom door from the inside, turned around to face Princess Amina—dressed in ornate robes with a white scarf covering her head—and pointed to a suit on the washbasin’s counter saying, "Take off your makeup and change into this. I’ll get you out of here."

Princess Amina hesitated for a moment, then decisively tore off her veil and headscarf. Under Joe Ga’s stunned gaze, she peeled off the entire set of ornate robes over her head…

Joe Ga had thought to remind the princess that she could change in a stall, but seeing that she was at most an A-cup, he lost even the desire to remind her.

He leaned casually against the door, watching Amina in a sports bra with her brunette hair, quickly take off her makeup in just 2 minutes, revealing a plain but pretty face, devoid of adornments.

Amina, through the mirror, saw Joe Ga standing with his arms folded against the door. She turned to give him an apologetic smile and said, "I’m sorry, I practiced the costume change for a long time, and did not anticipate a change in plans."

Joe Ga, listening for any noise outside, replied with a smile, "It doesn’t bother me. To witness a princess changing is also an honor for me.

That suit was custom-made according to the measurements you provided. Hurry up and change. The distraction outside won’t hold the guards for long."

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As he spoke, Joe Ga tapped his earlobe, signaling, "Don’t forget to take off your earrings and tidy up your hair…"

Princess Amina picked up the hair gel that Joe Ga had prepared, scooped up a large amount, and applied it to her head, trying hard to tame her naturally curly hair. But since her hair was long, even after almost 2 minutes of effort, she only managed to tame the part above her neck.

With a sense of urgency, Amina, holding her hair, asked Joe Ga, "Can you help me, please? Trim off the excess."

The princess’s intense eagerness to escape her prison was very palpable. Joe Ga ’fished’ a tactical knife from his pocket and moved closer…

After confirming with Amina once more, he cut off the excess hair without hesitation and then took the initiative to throw it on top of the robes on the floor.

Joe Ga picked up a set of what looked like expensive jewelry from inside the robes, watching Princess Amina forcefully applying hair product, chuckled, and said, "Do you still want these?"

Amina paused, then shook her head in disgust and replied, "No, I don’t want them! You can take them if you want."

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga nodded, gathered up everything on the floor, and pretended to send it into the restroom stall. In reality, he stuffed them into his toolbox.

He left the seemingly expensive jewelry and disassembled everything else.

By the time Joe Ga came out, Princess Amina had applied a strange cosmetic across her face, dulling the tone of her complexion.

Joe Ga watched the princess’s skilled motions and understood she must have practiced many times.

Removing makeup, fixing hair, and reapplying makeup—these tasks would take Nis at least 15 minutes, yet Princess Amina did it all in under 5, even having changed into the suit Joe Ga had brought.

Joe Ga appraised Princess Emily, now fully changed, and nodded in approval…

Turning Amina completely into a man was impossible, but when she stood with her hands in her pockets, slightly tilting her chin up, and giving Joe Ga a look with her downsized eyes minus the eyeliner, Joe Ga raised his thumb and said, "OK, that’s not bad…"

Having said this, Joe Ga sent a text message on his cell phone. Holding the doorknob, he said, "Follow behind me, stay half a step back, and don’t get nervous."

Princess Amina complied, standing about twenty centimeters behind Joe Ga and asked, "Is this good?"

Joe Ga glanced back. He could tell Princess Amina, probably no taller than 155 centimeters, was trying to appear calm, but he noticed her hands were shaking…

Gazing at Amina, whose eyes never lost their resolve, Joe Ga nodded and reassured her, "Don’t worry, trust me, no one will recognize you.

Don’t speak after we go out. Try to follow my steps as much as you can; don’t run. I assure you, we won’t be the center of attention…"

As he spoke, Joe Ga heard the commotion outside. He opened the restroom door and saw George trying to play the hero to save Monica. He had just pushed Monica away when Gami slapped him with a resounding smack. Discover stories with novelbuddy

Stuart, on the other hand, acted like a mischievous fraternity brother, taking photos of them with his cell phone.

The princesses’ bodyguards were overwhelmed as they watched these dignified young men and women tearing into each other. They could only step in to separate them while helplessly calling for backup.

Joe Ga took this opportunity to leave the restroom, partially blocking the bodyguards’ sight with his body. He grabbed the no-longer-the-center-of-attention Monica and walked out while raising his middle finger at George, cursing "FUCK YOU!!"