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"Hmm...Okay, then that's all."

Catherine hung up the phone.

In the 141st Special Forces Team, McMillan resigned.

There is no doubt about it.

The mission failed, resulting in the death of his teammates and a broken leg.

In this case, the marksman's mentality was obviously severely damaged.

He is no longer adaptable to such an environment.

So...he chose to retire.

But at this time, Catherine intercepted the other party.

However, McMillan has now begun to drink heavily and often goes to some irregular places... God knows what he is doing.

McMillan is very talented.

Talent is not something that can be bought just by buying it.

This is something unparalleled.

When Catherine arrived at the bar, MacMillan was drinking brandy at the bar.

Catherine is wearing the silver dress she wore last time to Laiken. The multi-faceted hollow design on the front and back makes this dress bold and trendy.

"Would you like a Bloody Mary?"

In fact, when Catherine came in, many people whistled, but Catherine didn't care. She walked directly next to MacMillan - no one seemed to want to sit with a rotten drunkard.

Catherine wanted to send Macmillan to Lycon.

There's no other reason - the Joker is gone.

Therefore, Wesker wanted to leave the place called "Laiken".

But Catherine didn't think so.

Because Catherine has used Laiken as one of her front-line bases.

Are you kidding me if I give up now?

However, if there is no such a hero, Catherine will feel uncomfortable... Although mib is available, how can mib compare to a superhero who has undergone human body modification?

However, Wesker obviously no longer wanted to stay there.

Catherine couldn't just force the other party.

Although Wesker would listen to him, he was too forceful. Catherine also wanted to find the clown to find out what was going on, so she planned to let him hand over the work and leave.

And at this time, who is the best person?

At this moment, McMillan appeared in his field of vision.

Not just a Sheriff.

In fact, speaking of it, Catherine also felt that it was necessary for MacMillan to give the "ghost agents" sniper training.

Although Catherine feels that "ghost training" should be chosen.

But daily training is necessary.

Just like sneaking and sniping, these are essential items...

On the surface, McMillan is Laken's police sergeant, but in fact, McMillan is the chief instructor of the Ghost Agents. This is a good idea.

However, this guy still has a knot in his heart that has not been resolved. If he lets this sharpshooter go into battle again, even if he forces the opponent to join, the effect will not be good.

"Hey, girl, you are so beautiful!"

MacMillan's dirty tricks will soon be on the cards.

Catherine did nothing else, she just pulled off the ring on her finger.

As long as this hand makes some progress, Catherine promises to let Macmillan sober up immediately.

It seemed that he felt something called "murderous aura". McMillan was shocked all over.

"Eh...Miss Edson?!"

In normal times, McMillan would obviously not be like this.

But something was obviously wrong with Catherine's expression, and with MacMillan's outstretched hand, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat and almost jumped up.

"Well done, Mr. McMillan. You are almost able to enjoy a fate that will make you more thrilling and regretful than losing your teammates and failing the mission."

Catherine said, seemingly glancing aside inadvertently.

By this time, many people had gathered around.

"You think it's a good idea to let these people blow your ass off, right?"

"Miss Edson...why are you here? This is...not a good place."

McMillan quickly changed the subject.

"Oh? It looks like you're fully awake."

"Yes, just now..."

"I'm here to see you, Mr. MacMillan, and I want to ask you to go..."

"I'm sorry, Miss Edson, I'm afraid... I can't do anything. In fact, your torture is just a kind of atonement for my comrades and a condemnation for my mistakes. I no longer intend to do it again.

Become a warrior..."

MacMillan first blocked out what Catherine might say.

"……that's all?"

Although I have known for a long time that the other party may have such an attitude, the first time I heard the other party say this, I felt such a strong resentment in my heart that I could not change.

"……Yes."

McMillan nodded.

Just as she was about to continue talking, a big black man sat down on the other side of Catherine.

"Hey, girl, don't pay attention to this rotten drunkard. I have a big one here, guaranteed to be a hundred times better than this rotten drunkard's!"

Well, of course Catherine knew what the other person was talking about.

"Just you...?"

Catherine looked at each other provocatively.

"Would you like to try it?"

The other person pulled up his shorts.

Catherine did not reply, but turned back to look at MacMillan.

"Beat him."

"...What?" McMillan obviously couldn't understand.

"You are still not a man, I say, kill him!"

Catherine's voice came out in a loud voice.

At this time, everyone nearby burst into laughter.

This rotten drunkard has obviously been in this place for a long time, so that everyone here seems to already know him.

MacMillan blushed, but was a little at a loss.

"I'll give you three minutes. Or if you don't take action, I will go with him."

Then just kill this nigger!

Of course, Catherine did not intend to say the latter sentence.

However, McMillan seemed to have noticed that this black man was not alone. Behind him, there were more than a dozen brothers who were laughing evilly.

For many people, appearance seems to be less important than body shape, and Catherine's appearance is pretty good, although it is based on European and American aesthetics... and Catherine's figure is even more popular.

An unknown fire rose in MacMillan's heart.

He immediately became angry.

"Get your stinky paws off, nigga!"

Just a moment ago, McMillan was still being laughed at, but at this moment, McMillan suddenly became "manly". This black man obviously didn't realize anything.

But the other party's use of the word "nigger" made the place quiet.

Speaking of the word "nigger", black people use it by themselves, which is a kind of self-deprecation, but if outsiders use it like this, it is definitely a powerful form of ridicule.

...just like it is now.

Catherine stood up, then took a step back.

"Two minutes and fifty seconds left."

Catherine looked at her watch.

At this time, the black man who had just chatted with Catherine picked up a wine bottle and headed towards McMillan!

One of McMillan's legs was inconvenient, but he dwarfed quickly, then turned around and knocked out the opponent with a knife!

"Come together!"

The group of black men next to him were obviously angry at this time. The opponents rushed forward, but at this time, McMillan showed the special combat capabilities that only the 141st special forces team members possess.

However, Catherine came to the back door and prepared to leave unscrupulously - anyway, there were already three MIBs lurking here, and MacMillan was not afraid that something would happen.

"I hope you can change your mind next time, Mr. MacMillan."

With that said, Catherine left here.

McMillan was obviously stunned for a moment during the group fight.

"call……"

Catherine smiled wickedly.

"For me to come to a place like this is a small punishment for him..."

After getting into the car, Kane suddenly spoke: "Miss Catherine, it seems a little unwise for you to go to such a place alone."

"Ha, I just find it quite interesting, especially when watching people fight... Besides, even you are no match for me, Kane~"

In response, Kane just shook his head helplessly.

Indeed, in the face of Catherine, who has extraordinary human strength and reaction ability, she is simply crushed in close combat. Even Kane can only believe that he can have a chance to knock down Catherine from a distance, and

When the distance is within about 10 meters, he will completely lose his advantage and completely fail.

"But it's not good after all... By the way, Miss Catherine, your friend Miss White just called."

"Jenny?"

Catherine was a little strange, but she picked up the phone next to her in the car and called.

"Kate, you finally answered the phone? Oh, great, just in time. I have something to discuss with you now."

"Is it important?"

"Of course, Kate, I hope you can come. There are two young people here, Mr. Hayfrick, Mr. Leonard and I, all of whom think that the other party has great future."

"Two young men?"

Catherine was a little confused.

"They are amazing. In the Hive Laboratory, they also have strong theoretical and practical abilities."

Hive Laboratory is a laboratory that combines theory and research.

In the Honeycomb Laboratory, it is not enough to only understand theory, nor is it only possible to practice only.

The former is at most an associate professor, while the latter is at most an assistant.

Only people like Leonard, Jenny, and Hayfrick who are "good in the hall and good in the kitchen" can come in.

Not to mention anything else, Hawking, the former purely theoretical physicist, has been transformed by Catherine into the current scientist who combines theory and practice...

"Okay, when will it be?"

"Any time. We are discussing topics about the future of mankind."

"Then I'll go over now."

Catherine soon arrived at the hive.

However, what surprised Catherine slightly was that at this time, it was Hayfrick, Jenny and Leonard who were all present together.

By the way, they...are going to discuss the future of mankind?

…

Dad can't go to the funeral, so I'll go instead...

Let me stop this, don’t get me wrong...!~!

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