Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

By coincidence, a student happened to transfer out and left a spot for her.

Throughout the process, the school staff faced Winnet with their rough big faces smiling like melons.

Winnet murmured to herself.

Not only is she a beautiful and sexy woman, she is also a rich and powerful woman.

As soon as they walked out of the office building, Winnet immediately hugged Vermouth's arm.

"What's wrong, Dark Angel?" Vermouth was a little confused. This girl slept far away from her last night, so what happened today?

Winnett thought that she couldn't just say she wanted to hold your thighs tightly, so she had an idea.

"Jesus called his disciples Simon, Peter and Andrew to follow him, 'Come, follow me, and I will make you fishers of men'."

“I want to live that easy.”

The cigarette butt in Belmode's hand sparkled. She lifted her hair and raised her lower lip: "Dear, we still have a mission."

"However, it is my honor that you like it. You always hit the spot that pleases me."

It was Winnet's turn to be a little confused. The words sounded a bit ambiguous to her. People living in London always like to use such vague words to imply a love that is as misty as the morning fog.

Winnet glanced at the bulge on Vermouth's body.

Well, it’s impossible!

Miss Winnett knew very well that she was very poor and that such an older sister would only treat her as a child.

"What's the mission?"

Preferably something interesting.

Winnet touched her chest and found the crime... oh, no, it's the redemption diary she had hidden in her arms.

Belmode walked up to Winnett with a smile and touched her little head with her hand: "First and foremost, grow into a qualified core member."

Winette used the Redemption Diary to cover Vermouth's face and said, "This is too general. Do you want to play a game of Hanged Man?"

Vermouth shrugged. Such a statement was indeed difficult to understand.

She explained again: "This is an organized base with shooting, confrontation, infiltration, and inspection missions... I think they are not difficult for you. As long as you pass them all, no one will care about your training process."

Winette nodded after thinking about it. Although she had a problem with her eyesight, she had no problem using sound to shoot at moving targets. She was good at this in a dark environment. The most important thing for infiltration was to confirm the route. She was very confident in her strong memory. As for fighting, she was also good at it.

Although Miss Winnet is thin, she has muscles!

Seeing Winnet's happy smile, Vermouth also raised the corners of her mouth in approval.

"You are free to choose the courses here. After one year, I will help you get a diploma from here."

"During this period, you have another small task. Help me look after a girl with gender dysphoria. She is two years younger than you... and a scientific research genius."

Winnet was a little unhappy when she heard this.

What kind of mission is this?

Should we let her come and help take care of the kids?

As a young pastor, Miss Winnet often encountered irresponsible parents who abandoned their children in church. There was an altar in her church, and the little kids liked to roll around on it, which troubled Miss Winnet so much that she even wanted to send the naughty kids to see God.

In Miss Winnett's eyes, a genius is the worst of all the bad kids.

Relying on talent and being arrogant!

Winette thought about it and decided not to disobey Vermouth: "Okay."

If the child was a naughty one, she would tie him to the bed and read St. Paul's admonitions to him all night, so that he could feel the grace of the Lord.

It's tough for you to fight against the stick thorns.

Vermouth couldn't understand Winnet's thoughts, so after completing the formalities, she drove an uncoordinated wild off-road vehicle and took Winnet to the outskirts of the city. Then, after passing a continuous undulating slope and driving into a remote dirt road in the woods, about an hour later, a piece of open space appeared in front of them.

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In the center of the open space is an abandoned factory with a rolled-up paint shell.

The smell of drying paint and pungent rotting metal wafted around.

Belmode put Winnett down, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said, "This is where you train."

This was slightly different from what Winnet had expected. She thought it should be a more technological place. Although the result was a little disappointing, it looked like a secret base.

Winnet was pushed out of the car door by Vermouth, holding the diary.

"Okay, another member of the organization is waiting for you inside."

Winnet stumbled onto the yellow earth, splashing up a bit of dust, and sniffed a little uncomfortably. The air here was relatively dry, which made her feel a little uncomfortable as she was used to living in London.

"You won't give me some self-defense tools?"

Winnet asked, frowning.

"He's trustworthy," Vermouth started the engine, raising a cloud of dust behind the car, "Good luck, Dark Angel!"

This is terrible!

Winnet stared at the hazy miniature in front of her and slowly moved towards the building.

Being thrown into a completely unfamiliar environment, even she would be at a loss for a moment. Winnett didn't know if the training started from the moment she landed. She tried to keep the noise of her movements low and searched for something to throw in the ruined area outside the factory.

When you have no weapons, you have to use everything around you to fight.

An enemy without a gun would be foolish enough to engage you in close combat.

As if she heard her adoptive father's teachings, Winette endured the smell of dust and engine oil, listened attentively to the movements around her, and slowly approached one of the several entrances of the factory.

Suddenly, a black silhouette appeared in front of Winnet.

like a statue.

Is it a human?

Or, something else?

Due to the problem with her eyes, Winnet couldn't judge accurately because the shadow was not breathing.

When she thought it was just an obstacle, the shadow suddenly moved, and the white part and the black part connected. At this moment, Winnett felt that the other party had some kind of weapon in his hand, but he was only attacking her with the back of his hand.

So fast!

There was nothing superfluous in the action; this attack was intended to bring about his own death!

Winnet's breathing rate began to speed up.

Winnett rolled on the ground, dodging the blow by a hair's breadth, like a potato rolling on the dirt.

Then she saw a pair of deep, cold eyes.

Like the surface of a lake in the night mist, flowing mercilessly.

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It's anxious, scary, and exhilarating.

As Winnet adjusted her breathing, her lazy blood seemed to burn, and an excited smile appeared on her soft cheeks.

O Lord, O Holy Fire, forgive their iniquities, and remember their sins no more.

Winnett muttered to herself.

At the same time, the blade swung across her nose like lightning.

Winnett lowered her center of gravity to dodge, threw a cloud of dust at the opponent's head with her left palm, and then swung the rusty metal pipe in her right hand with all her strength.

Fall through.

The person on the opposite side was tall and slender, a woman, and her movements were too agile.

Before Winnett could adjust her vision, the woman moved with quick steps and began to approach her again from her blind spot.

"If you don't want to die, show me your real skills." The woman reminded in an emotionless voice.

Winnet was a little confused about the opponent's standards. To be more precise, she even felt a little confused about why they had to fight right from the start.

It's quite interesting though.

It's that, a common plot in comics, where you are suddenly thrown into a strange place, use the props at hand to seek survival, and engage in fierce battles with the enemy - the classic and bloody escape.

In close combat, an obscured vision is counterproductive.

Winnet listened carefully, and there was a swift sound of breaking through the air. The shadow of the knife seemed to cover her eyes. The woman held the dagger in reverse and stabbed downward.

The woman was serious, and this blow could actually kill her.

Winnett stared into the woman's eyes and received the same feedback as before. She was completely unable to confirm her intentions. Unlike the residents and clients who were full of desires, she was completely immersed in "hunting" at this moment. To describe it more accurately, it was as if she was putting aside her emotions to carry out a mission.

what the hell.

Miss Winnet suddenly felt a little unmotivated.

If you don't fight with your own will, then it's not sacred. Even before being killed, she didn't feel any fun in killing this woman, and even praying became passive.

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The failure of two consecutive attacks made the woman more cautious. She stood in place with the knife at her fingertips, and her body changed direction as Winnett moved.

During this gap, Winnet also had the opportunity to take a good look at the other person.

Asian faces.

This made Winnet feel somewhat familiar.

but--

Why a short coat?

Winnett's thoughts were spinning like a blender.

Based on her years of immersion in Japanese works before the time travel, Miss Winnett felt that she might have traveled to a Japanese world that she had never heard of.

As for the reason——

Only the Chinese people in the Japanese mind would wear short jackets and cheongsams...

By the way, their hairstyles are definitely one of short hair, bun, or ponytail; their occupations are definitely killer, overseas student, or martial artist; 90% of them know martial arts, and 100% of them have a tragic past.

It’s so miserable, it’s really miserable under the writing of the Japanese!

Miss Winnett felt that it was very unkind to do such a thing to a girl who was so miserable.

The tongue of the righteous should speak justice!

As the danger grew, Winnet gradually moved the confrontation closer to the factory. She shifted her gaze away from the woman and began to search.

Winnet changed the angle of the metal tube she held, and after dodging several times, she found the spot where the light was reflected.

He threw the metal pipe with all his strength, and a crisp collision sound was heard.

The lens of the camera clamped on the factory roof was smashed by a metal pipe.

At this moment, the woman was attracted by her unexpected action, and her agile movements were flawed for a moment.

It's now!

Miss Winnett made a grappling gesture and suddenly rushed towards the woman.

She hit the woman's abdomen with her head, grabbed the woman's wrist holding the saber with one hand, and pressed the force point of the woman's arm with the other hand.

Then, the two of them rolled down onto the sand.

After rolling twice, Winnett's knee was stuck between the woman's legs. She took the opportunity to stand up, snatched the dagger, and inserted it into the ground beside the woman's head, and used her elbow to hold down the woman who was lying on the ground.

However, Wynette's weight was not enough to overwhelm the women.

The woman flipped over and pressed Winnet to the ground, strangling her with her hands.

Winnet's voice became hesitant, and she wondered why she didn't follow the rules.

"Well, I won!"

Then Miss Winnett felt a pain in her cheek.

Got a big slap in the face!