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.

preferred to

about Mr. Johnson? How is he treating you? Have the Johnson Family mentioned when they’ll arrange the engagement ceremony for you

Hedy’s eyes flickered.

Johnson, the only son of the Johnson Group

Family had something to do with the grandfathers of both

close as brothers. They had made

the arranged marriage had been

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

dramas, the Johnson Family should have kept silent about this marriage

respect for

the Ellis Family, but

Hedy to attend Lowell High School, the best prestigious school in

that his grandson also studied at Lowell High School, conveniently creating

Johnson did not

of bullying at

passed away earlier this year, making it impossible to arrange

rush.” Buddy looked at

and Mr. Johnson might not think highly of our daughter. Our daughter doesn’t have

Family offers us a

head down, eating her meal

kind of love from her

checking the items her daughter needed for school, fearing

the lights and left after Hedy couldn’t resist her drowsiness any longer and fell

as soon as she left, Hedy opened her eyes, her pupils gleaming with

smell of blood and gunpowder

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

taken place in the mountains behind her house. Pretending to be tired, she intentionally

people don’t easily pull the trigger unless

what’s going on in

mobs? Or a battle

be in

flashed in Hedy’s eyes as she leaped out of the window. Like an agile leopard in the night, she headed straight for the

she found an elderly man behind a bush, with a tree

gritted his teeth tightly, drenched in cold sweat, trying hard not

old man was dressed in military green attire, and the badge on his shoulder

Medal of Honor belonging to Amos King, one of the founding

over one hundred thousand on the frontier, shedding blood to protect the integrity of the homeland. Since then,

Hedy admired

Now the question arose.

dared to hunt down a military district chief within the

you, Mr.

burly Italian man with a stubbled chin, holding a

il proverbio: “Prendi i