The Killer Queen with Multiple Disguises

Chapter 2 Now, Can I Sit Here?

“The one who saved you,” Hedy’s voice remained calm and unruffled.

She wasn’t exactly a kind–hearted person, but she was willing to save Amos.

She pulled the belt off the dead body and used it to stop the bleeding above Amos’s thigh.

Then she grabbed a tree branch and tore off the dead man’s shirt to use as a makeshift bandage.

Amos grunted, the veins on his neck bulging. Despite his advanced age, he didn’t cry out in pain.

‘Hedy couldn’t help admiring Amos even more.

She took out a bullet, bit open the cap at the base, and sprinkled the gunpowder evenly over the wound, which had already been stopped from bleeding.

After that, she lit the gunpowder, creating a dazzling flame on the wound.

Amos still showed no signs of pain. Instead, he stared at Hedy with a sharper gaze.

“This is an emergency hemostasis and disinfection method commonly used on the battlefield. Who are you?”

Such a familiar technique didn’t seem like something that could come from the hands of an eighteen–year–old girl!

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Moreover, she had just blown off the head of the Italian assassin with one shot, displaying remarkable marksmanship!

It was as if she had repeated this entire sequence of actions countless times before!

Hedy frowned.

In the end, she revealed her name, “Hedy Ellis.”

With Amos’s status, even if she played dumb, her background would still be thoroughly investigated.

However, no matter how much he investigated, he wouldn’t be able to discover that she was a reincarnated person.

The sound of numerous footsteps approached from a distance. Hedy knew that Amos’s reinforcements had arrived.

She left Amos behind and headed towards her own home.

Amos stayed there in a daze.

Was she just going to leave like that?

She saved a national hero and didn’t even want any rewards?

Or… did she disdain taking it?

The next morning, Hedy bid farewell to her parents and boarded the bus with a backpack, heading towards school.

It was still early, and there wasn’t much traffic on the highway. The relaxed driver’s nerves suddenly tensed up as a Rolls–Royce sports car approached from the opposite direction.

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of the car was half–open, allowing the driver to catch a glimpse of the man sitting

in a well–tailored, luxurious black suit. His features were sharply defined, with a chiseled jawline, and his deep, narrow eyes exuded an icy coldness. He was even

Swish.

other and disappeared in each other’s rearview mirrors.

her head, engrossed in playing with her phone, completely

Trial mission activated.”

prompt sounded, and she saw a line of text that others couldn’t see before

the

institutionalized education, I’ve been educated in various fields by the organization. After going through the knowledge of the final year of

at the gate of

a giant white book sculpture

education for

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it was the best elite school in the city, students and their families passing by were dressed in branded clothes and adorned

other hand, was

paired with faded blue jeans. The edges of her canvas shoes had turned yellow, and besides a hair tie, there were no other

out from everything and everyone around

attracted

this country bumpkin? We don’t have any transfer students in this school, do

poorest in the whole school? It’s Mr. Johnson’s rural fiancée,

remember Hedy being ugly as hell, with that thick bangs looking like

She just brushed her bangs up, and

Take a picture and show it to

students took out their phones

were even left

was so beautiful today!

her bag on one shoulder, hands casually in her pockets, standing tall

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the corners mesmerized and instilled a sense of

cool demeanor, they could believe

just a hairstyle

wore disdainful expressions and spoke with

fact that

classroom following her memory of the route, the entire class already knew about her

and disgust, their young faces filled with contempt.

bumpkin sure got

the bumpkin is

in, I can smell that poverty smell, it’s

puke my breakfast if

vice principal was afraid that Hedy would drag them down and disrupt the studious atmosphere of

they just put

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should go to hell, damn

into the classroom.