The Killer Queen with Multiple Disguises

Chapter 1 Queen’s Rebirth

“Who would have thought that the killer who had been buried in the flames would be reborn in the body of a girl who died suddenly from a heart attack in a small village in the USA?”

On the second floor of a rural farmhouse, Hedy Ellis scrutinized herself in the mirror.

The girl in the mirror was eighteen years old, with long golden hair cascading down to her waist. Her features were delicate, her complexion flawless and fair, making her a rare beauty.

“And, it’s not just me who can be reborn…”

Hedy closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there were a few more lines in front of her.

“Goal: Complete 30 trial missions.”

“Reward: Revive ‘Cooper Ellis’.”

“Note: Previous combat skills retained; the host’s heart disease removed.”

“…Mission customization in progress…”

“It’s like receiving a quest from a video game system.”

Hedy thought, her eyes filled with a hint of confusion. But soon, she was overwhelmed by pain and regret.

Cooper was her younger brother.

She had planned to escape the organization with him, but halfway through, he drugged her and, ignoring her objections, returned to the organization to buy her more time.

By the time she regained consciousness, she found herself on the other side of the ocean, successfully breaking free from the organization’s control.

But her brother had been tortured and mercilessly killed by those people!

Hedy clenched her fist, her fingernails digging into her flesh.

“As long as I can save Cooper, whether it’s 30 missions or 300 missions, I will do my best!”

“Hedy, come downstairs for dinner,” a loving voice called from below.

Hedy turned and descended the stairs, finding her mother, Malina Ellis, preparing dinner in the kitchen, with her father, Buddy Ellis, assisting beside her.

Malina, a middle-aged woman of around fifty, bore the marks of years of labor on her face. Buddy, two years her senior, was a weathered-skinned farmer.

He asked Hedy, “Tell me, is someone bullying you at school?”

Ever since she started high school, Hedy seemed like a different person, but no matter how they asked, she always denied it.

“No,” Hedy lied.

previous host had indeed

she preferred to handle those matters

“And what about Mr. Johnson? How is he treating you? Have the Johnson Family mentioned when they’ll arrange

Hedy’s eyes flickered.

to Oliver Johnson, the only son of the Johnson Group in San Francisco, and also her

the Ellis Family and the Johnson Family had something to do with the grandfathers of both

in Geary Village, and their bond was as close as brothers. They had made

had been postponed

had grown tremendously, transforming from a humble village household to a prominent

the Johnson Family should have kept silent about

for the

neglect the Ellis Family, but he also frequently

grandfather arranged for Hedy to attend Lowell High School,

Lowell High School, conveniently creating an opportunity for the

not inherit his grandfather’s

host had endured three years of bullying at school

Oliver’s grandfather passed away earlier this year, making it impossible to

Buddy looked at

folks have high standards, and Mr. Johnson might not think highly of our daughter. Our daughter doesn’t have to marry into the Johnson Family if she doesn’t want to.

us a billion dollars,

kept her head down, eating her meal in

from her parents felt

dinner, Malina entered Hedy’s bedroom, meticulously checking the items her daughter needed for school, fearing that she might have

after Hedy couldn’t resist

she left, Hedy opened her eyes, her pupils gleaming

blood and

with bullets and blades all the

mountains behind her house. Pretending to be tired, she intentionally made Mrs.

USA, people don’t easily pull the trigger

what’s going on

versus mobs? Or a

in danger. They are too close to

murderous intent flashed in Hedy’s eyes as she leaped out of the window. Like an agile

assassin from her previous life. Soon, she found an elderly man behind a bush,

tightly, drenched in cold sweat, trying hard not to

in military green attire, and the badge on his shoulder made Hedy’s pupils dilate

this emblem – it was the prestigious Medal of Honor belonging to Amos King, one of the

miraculously defeated an invading army of over one hundred thousand on the frontier, shedding blood to protect the integrity of the homeland.

Hedy admired

Now the question arose.

dared to hunt down a military district chief within the borders of the