Chapter 150 (1/2)

Soaking in the bucket threatening the medicine prepared by the little yellow chicken, Tong Yan comfortably closed his eyes. It was a near death before.

But in retrospect, she was regarded as prey because of her lack of cultivation. If the strength is excellent, who dares to trouble her so blatantly?

She opened her eyes and looked at her hands.

”Sometimes, amnesia is still very good. I don't remember who I am, forget the previous pain, and it's good to start again carefree.” the smile on Tong Yan's face was solidified, but she remembered who she was.

I thought I would be a doctor if I was so skilled in medicinal materials, but I didn't expect that I was a member of the hidden group in the darkest organization in China. However, she often travels in various countries and industries in disguise of various identities in order to achieve her goal, which is often called the existence of agents.

The hidden group is a big organization. The people in it are one in a million elites. Everyone has his own strengths. There are orphans who have been abandoned since childhood, as well as survivors who were slaughtered and killed at home when she was very young.

Everyone trained on an extremely dark Island, batch after batch until the last one lived.

The most famous in the hidden group are several front-line combatants, gold medal special forces, Feng muxue. That woman, when she first met, thought she was a robot. She had no feelings at all. She only knew how to perform tasks. She was extremely cold-blooded.

There are also those who are not very good at fighting but are top in other aspects, such as Simon Chu, the ace hacker. When she first met her, she was afraid of everything like a doll. If it hadn't been for the protection of wind and snow, I'm afraid it would have been the object of bullying by this hidden group.

As for herself

”Elder sister, did you drown? Ah!”

There was a scream on her head, and then she felt something jumping and stepping on her head. Tong Yan grabbed the little yellow chicken from his head with a sweat on his face and surfaced, ”even if I'm not dead, I'm going to be killed by you. What's the ghost's name?”

The little yellow chicken was caught by Tong Yan and looked at her with tears, ”elder sister, it's good that you're not dead. If you're dead, what can I do?”