Miss Moriarty wants to save Mihua Town today too

"In this case, my daughter will be taken care of by you."

Winnet was watching Belmode's performance the whole time, and kept her little mouth tightly shut as the other party said.

The power possessed by the organization has once again refreshed Winnet's cognition.

The forged identity is a student of a prestigious school, and he was admitted across grades, but his name has not changed, it is still Winette Moriarty.

In the hands of Belmode, there is also a letter of recommendation from a well-known professor. She also secretly mentioned the other party, explaining that she has a lot of connections with many dignitaries.

It was also very coincidental that a student did not read and transferred out, leaving a place for her to transfer in.

Throughout the whole process, the school staff faced Winnet, smiling like a melon on that rough face.

Winnet murmured.

Not just a beautiful, sexy woman, but a rich, powerful woman.

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

"What's the matter, Dark Angel?" Belmode was a little puzzled, this girl slept far away from him last night, what happened today.

Winnet felt that she couldn't directly say that she wanted to hug your thigh, so she had an idea.

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

"I also want to live so easily."

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

"However, it's my honor that you like it. You can always find what I like, and it's my pleasure."

This time it was Winnet's turn to be a little confused, and these words sounded ambiguous to her ears. People who live in London always like to use this kind of unclear words to imply a relationship that is as foggy as the morning mist.

Winnet glanced at the bulge on Belmod's body.

Well, it is impossible!

Miss Winnet knew very well that she was very poor, and this kind of big sister would only treat her as a child.

"What is the mission?"

Preferably something interesting.

Winnet touched her chest and found the crime hidden in her bosom... oh, no, it was the redemption diary.

Belmode walked up to Winnet with a smile, and touched her little head with his hand: "The most important thing is to grow into a qualified core member."

Winnet used the redemption diary to cover Belmode's face, and said, "This is too general, do you want to play a hangman (word guessing) game?"

Belmode shrugged, such a statement is really not easy to understand.

She explained again: "There is an organized base here, there are shooting, confrontation, infiltration, inspection tasks... I don't think they are difficult for you, as long as you pass them all, no one will care about your training process .”

Winnet nodded in thought. Her eyesight is inconvenient, but it is no problem to rely on sound to shoot moving targets. In a dark environment, she is even better at it.The most important thing in diving is to confirm the route. She is very confident in her powerful memory. As for fighting, she is also good at it.

Although Miss Winnet is skinny, she has muscles!

Seeing Winnet showing a happy smile, Belmode also raised the corners of his mouth approvingly.

"You can freely choose the courses here. After one year, I will use channels to let you obtain a diploma here."

"During this period, you still have a small task. Help me take care of a girl with a twisted gender. She is two years younger than you... She is a scientific research genius."

Winnet was a little upset when she heard that.

What kind of mission is this?

Let her come over and help with the baby?

As a young pastor, Miss Winnet often meets irresponsible parents who leave their children in the church. There is an altar in her church, and little ghosts like to roll on it, which makes Miss Winnet very troubled. I have the heart to send the bear child to see God.

In the eyes of Miss Wynette, a genius is the worst of all brats——

Be proud of your talents!

Winnet thought for a while, and was not going to disobey Belmode: "Okay."

If it is a bear child, she will tie him to the bed and read St. Paul's admonition to him for one night, so that he can feel the grace of the Lord——

It's tough for you to fight stick thorns.

Belmode couldn't understand Winnet's thoughts. After the formalities were completed, she drove an uncoordinated wild off-road vehicle and brought Winnet to the outskirts of the city.Then, after crossing a continuous undulating slope, we drove into a remote dirt road in the woods. After about an hour, a clearing appeared in front of us.

In the center of the open space is an abandoned factory with patent leather wrapping around it.

The air-dried paint and the pungent smell of decaying metal wafted around.

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

This is slightly different from what Winnet expected. She thinks it should be a more technological location. Although the result is not satisfactory, it looks like a secret base.

Winnet was holding the diary and was pushed out of the car door by Bellmode.

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

Winnet staggered and stepped on the yellow ground, splashed a trace of dust, and sniffed uncomfortably. The air here was relatively dry, which made her a little uncomfortable who was used to living in London.

"Don't you give me some self-defense props?"

Winnet asked, frowning.

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

This is really bad!

Winnet stared at the hazy miniature in front of her, slowly moving towards the building.

Being thrown in a completely unfamiliar environment, even she would be at a loss for a while.Winnet didn't know if the training started the moment she landed, she tried to keep the noise of her movement down as much as possible, and looked for throwing objects in the dilapidated area exposed outside the factory.

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

Enemies without guns will fight you stupidly.

As if hearing the teachings of her adoptive father, Winnet endured the smell of dust and engine oil, listened intently to the movement around her, and slowly approached one of the several entrances to the factory.

Suddenly, a black silhouette appeared in front of Winnet.

not moving at all.

is it human?

Or, something else?

The problem with both eyes made Winnet unable to judge accurately, because the phantom was not breathing.

When she thought it was just an obstacle, the phantom suddenly moved, and the white part joined the black part.At this moment, Winnet felt that the opponent was holding some kind of weapon in his hand, but he just attacked her with the back of his hand.

So fast!

There is no superfluous action at all, this attack is launched to cause his own death!

Winnet's breathing rate began to quicken.

A mud roll, Winnet dodges the swipe by the slightest margin, rolling like a potato on the loess.

Then, she saw a pair of deep, cold eyes.

Like the surface of a lake in the night air, it flows mercilessly.

008 Cherry wine (Jelush)

Anxiety, fear, and exhilaration.

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

Lord, holy fire, forgive their iniquity, and remember their sins no more.

Winnet murmured silently in her heart.

At the same time, the blade swung from the tip of her nose like lightning.

Winnet lowered her center of gravity to dodge, threw a burst of dust towards the opponent's head with her left hand, and then swung the rusty metal pipe held in her right hand with all her might.

Fall through.

The person on the opposite side is slender, a woman, and her body is too agile.

Before Winnet had time to adjust her field of vision, the woman swayed at a quick pace, and approached again from her side blind spot.

"If you don't want to die, then show your true skills." The woman reminded with an emotionless voice.

Winnet was a little confused about the other party's standards. To be precise, she felt a little confused about why they had to fight each other in the first place.

Still, it's fun.

That's it, the plot that is often seen in comics, suddenly being thrown to a strange place, using the props at hand to survive, and fighting fiercely with the enemy-the king's blood escape.

In close combat, blurred vision is only counterproductive.

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

The woman is serious, this blow can really kill her.

Winnet stared into the woman's eyes, and got the same feedback as before. She couldn't confirm the other party's intentions at all. Unlike the residents and clients who were full of lust, the other party was completely immersed in "hunting" at the moment. To describe it more accurately, it would be like Is to put aside emotion to perform a task.

what the hell.

Miss Winnet suddenly felt a little unmotivated.

If you don't fight with your own will, it is not holy.Even if she killed this woman before she was killed, she would not feel any fun at all, and even her prayers would become negative.

The failure of two consecutive attacks made the woman more cautious in her shots. She stood in the same position, showing a posture of holding a knife, and her body changed direction as Winnet moved.

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

Asian faces.

This made Winnet feel a little kind.

but--

Why short jacket?

Winnet's thoughts spun wildly like a blender.

According to her experience of soaking in Japanese works for many years before time travel, Ms. Winnet felt that she probably traveled to a Japanese world that she had never heard of.

As for the reason-

Only Chinese nationals imagined in the heads of the Japanese will wear short gowns and cheongsams...

By the way, the hairstyle is definitely short hair, ball head, ponytail, and the occupation is definitely killer, foreign student, martial artist, 90.00% know martial arts, and 100% have a tragic past.

Miserable, it is really miserable in Japanese writing!

Miss Winnet felt that it was too unkind to lay hands on such a miserable girl.

The tongue of the righteous should speak justice!

Along with the danger, Winnet gradually shifted the confrontation to a place close to the factory.She looked away from the woman, and began to search.

Winnet switched the angle of holding the metal pipe, and after a few dodges, she found the spot where the light reflected.

Throw the metal pipe with all your strength, and there is a crisp collision sound.

The footage of the camera clamped to the eaves of the factory was smashed by the metal pipe.

At this moment, the woman was attracted by her unexpected actions, and there was a momentary flaw in her quick movements.

It's now!

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

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

Immediately afterwards, the two rolled down on the sand together.

After rolling twice, Winnet's knee got stuck between the woman's legs. She stood up, grabbed the dagger, stuck it in the ground beside the woman's head, and pinned it firmly with her elbows and fell to the ground. women.

However, Winnet's weight isn't heavy enough to overwhelm women.

The woman flipped her body and turned to pin Winnet to the ground and put her hands around her throat.

Winnet's voice faltered, thinking, how could she not play by the rules.