After Lydia sent Pachuli back to her apartment, she drove back to her nest, a remote single-family bungalow.

After parking the car in the open space outside the house, open the door and enter the house.

The space in the house is not big and a little messy, but there is a piece of empty space in the corner of the house, with a scarred training dummy placed next to it, and a pair of dumbbells covered with iron pieces.

She took off her denim shorts, changed into a pair of gray sports shorts, walked to the corner, adjusted the gravity around her to five times, lay on the ground, and started doing push-ups.

After making a hundred pieces, a layer of fine sweat oozed out of her smooth forehead. She stood up from the ground, jumped on the spot twice, and let out a long breath.

Then I lay on the mat and started doing sit-ups. The pink braids swayed as the body undulates.

Another hundred.

Then she picked up a pair of dumbbells on the ground and began to exercise her upper body muscles, arms, shoulders, and back...

Then there were 100 heavy-bearing squats.

The rosy little mouth opened slightly, making rhythmic breathing sounds.

Sweat beads slid down from their necks and flowed through their collarbone and chest, soaking the vest that was tightly attached to their chests, and the gray sports shorts were also soaked in sweat.

Under the dim light, the wheat-colored healthy skin shines, the muscle lines are smooth and beautiful, and the light and dark are alternately alternating, which is extremely beautiful.

After an hour of strength training, she tied sandbags to her hands and feet and began to beat the counterfeit.

His eyes were firm and his sweat was sprinkled freely.

After half an hour of work, after taking a shower, I changed into clean clothes and was relaxed.

After completing daily bedtime training, she walked to the bedside, picked up several magazines on the bed, lying on it with her head, and put her hands behind her head, and her breathing gradually became stable.

"Start next week, try 6 times."

The maximum gravity multiple that she can control is 10 times, but she cannot withstand daily training under 10 times gravity, so she can only proceed step by step.

She has fully adapted to the training intensity under 5 times the gravity, and it is time to continue to improve.

Close your eyes, the rainy night nine years ago came to my mind again.

Heavy rain, gunfire, screams.

She was only eleven years old at that time. She didn't know who the enemy was, and she didn't even see them. She only knew that that night, the god of death came and people kept dying.

She could hear the screams that were all sent by people she was very familiar with.

Her friends, relatives, elders...

"Life! You must live!"

Before my father left, she would never forget the look she looked when she said this to her.

Then my father never came back.

She opened her eyes suddenly and sat up from the bed, the air filled with a pungent smell, and she felt a headache and nausea.

poison gas!

She had to leave the room immediately, and this thought flashed through her mind.

Her limbs were already numb, but she still controlled her body to rush towards the door with her superhuman will.

She directly knocked open the door, rushed to the open space outside the house, and paid attention to the surroundings with caution.

When she saw the figure standing by the roadside, her pupils suddenly shrank.

"Haha, you can run out. That neurotoxin can completely cause an adult man's central nervous system to be disordered in just one minute. You stayed in it for three minutes and could run out."

The person who spoke was a short-haired woman wearing a black leather jacket.

Lydia breathed rapidly: "Are you from the Borgia family?"

It actually came so fast.

The short-haired woman was playing with a silver knife in her hand. Even the handle was only a dozen centimeters, most of which were still the handle, and the blade part was only about five centimeters, and even peeling fruits were small.

"Since you weren't poisoned to death, I had to cut your throat with my own hands. It's so annoying. People want to rest."

After the knife rotated between her fingers, she gently pinched the handle of the knife and moved her body at a very fast speed. She rushed to Lydia from more than twenty meters away in the blink of an eye.

"So fast!"

The moment Lydia reacted, she immediately activated her ability and opened the ten times the super gravity field within five meters of her body.

The short-haired woman's body suddenly stagnated, and the increased gravity caused her blood to instantly press down on her body, and her brain was blank for a moment.

But at this time, the knife in her hand was less than ten centimeters away from Lydia's neck, and it was still cutting Lydia's throat along the strong inertia.

Lydia barely leaned down, and the silver knife slashed down diagonally, almost hitting her chest, and then hitting the ground.

The short-haired woman was crushed to the ground and blood oozed out of her eyes.

Lydia was about to break her neck with one foot, and a gunshot sounded diagonally behind her. A bullet flew towards the back of her head in the darkness. After entering the five-meter range around her, the bullet quickly fell. The bullet that was supposed to hit the back of her head hit the ground behind her.

She quickly raised her legs, stepped on the neck of the woman with a foot, and then turned around and looked in the direction where the bullet was shot.

In that direction, there was no trace of anyone, and no place to hide.

She turned around and ran to the place where she parked. As soon as she ran to the side of the car, another dull gunshot sounded, but instead of hitting her, she aimed at the fuel tank of her car.

But she had expanded the scope of the supergravity field to the limit of ten meters and wrapped the car inside. After the bullet entered the field, it deviated from its original target and fell to the ground.

She quickly opened the car door, sat in the cab, and drove to the road.

Bang bang bang-

There were several more shots, but under the influence of the gravity field, only one shot hit the rear cover.

After the car disappeared into the corner, a man's whisper came from the darkness.

"The mission target has escaped, and the 'hummingbird' has died..."

In the early morning, the street was empty and there was no one. A pink car was swaying on the street, and from time to time it hit the fire hydrant on the side of the road, as if a drunk man was driving.

Lydia was invaded by toxins and had not recovered yet.

She stumbled all the way and finally drove downstairs where Pachuli was. She stepped on the brakes and fell head-on on the steering wheel. The car horn sounded a clamor, awakening several families upstairs.

The lights in several windows were on, and a black guy poked his head out and shouted in the street: "Mom, Fake, Fake, the stupid donkey who honked the horn at night."

After seeing the car down, he quickly retracted his head.

There was a new tenant who didn't know the car before. He went down to make trouble while the woman honked the horn, and later went to the hospital for a week.

While he was confused, Lydia felt someone carrying her out of the car.

When she woke up again, she was already lying on a clean bed, and the sun was shining outside the window.

She looked around and found that it was Pachuli's room, and she breathed a little relieved.

Her body was still a little out of control, but she still struggled to get up from the bed and opened the door to the living room.

Pachuli from the kitchen heard the movement of opening the door, came out of the kitchen, saw Lydia holding the door frame, and hurried over to support her.

"You are not well yet, just lie on the bed."

Lydia shook her head.

"Where is my phone?"
Chapter completed!