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.

The previous host had indeed been bullied at school.

to

is he treating you? Have the Johnson

Hedy’s eyes flickered.

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

Ellis Family and the Johnson Family had something

was as close as brothers. They had made a pact to betroth the next generations to

the arranged marriage had been postponed until Hedy and

Johnson Family’s business had grown tremendously, transforming from a humble village household to a prominent family in San

in dramas, the Johnson Family should have kept silent

grandfather held a deep respect for the

Ellis Family, but he also frequently

exam results were unsatisfactory, Oliver’s grandfather arranged for Hedy to attend Lowell

also studied at Lowell High School, conveniently creating an opportunity for

not

of bullying

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

no rush.” Buddy looked at

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

Johnson Family offers us a billion dollars, we won’t

down, eating her

kind of love from her parents felt unfamiliar to

meticulously checking the items her daughter needed for school, fearing that she might have

quietly turned off the lights and left after Hedy couldn’t resist

opened her

of blood and

bullets and blades all the time, and sharp vigilance was the first requirement

mountains behind her house. Pretending to be tired,

USA, people don’t easily pull the trigger unless their lives

going on in the

mobs? Or a

Buddy might be in

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

as an international assassin from her previous life. Soon, she found an elderly man behind a bush, with a tree branch

tightly, drenched in cold sweat, trying hard not to make

and the badge on his shoulder made Hedy’s pupils

was the prestigious Medal of Honor belonging to

army of over one hundred thousand on

Hedy admired

Now the question arose.

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

you, Mr.

a burly Italian man with a stubbled chin, holding a silenced assault rifle, aiming the barrel at Amos’s

il