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Chapter 179 So-called Faith (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Beside the coffee table in the corner of the courtyard.

Anna was embracing a newly met female model, her fingertips lingering intimately on the model's waist and hips, their faces even touching, and they could feel the warmth of each other's breath as they spoke.

Even though this place might turn into a battlefield of blood and fire in half an hour, Anna enjoyed the tenderness before her without any psychological burden.

With Rorschach in charge inside and John providing support on the outside, she was certain that she wouldn't even need to make a move.

Anna wouldn't have wanted to come here at all if it weren't for the fact that Rorschach needed a female companion to better disguise himself and sneak in.

"Your silhouette reminds me of a senior figure in the modeling industry."

The female model standing next to her suppressed her physical excitement, her gaze lingering on Anna's face, which was mostly hidden by sunglasses. "There was a supermodel named Anna on the cover of a magazine before, and your jawline is exactly the same as hers."

Anna's red lips curled into a smug smile behind her sunglasses.

She has always been proud of her modeling career, but she never expected that a new generation of models would recognize her.

Just as she was about to take off her sunglasses to reveal her identity, the voice from behind her was like a bucket of ice water being poured over her, instantly making her heart sink.

"Long time no see, Anna."

Angelica, a slender cigarette between her fingers, gracefully took her seat opposite her.

She looked at Anna, whose expression was frozen, and asked with a light laugh, "Why haven't you contacted any old friends since you came to Europe? What? Have you done something wrong and are afraid to see me?"

Anna stared intently at the other person, filled with remorse.

She had a premonition that she would be targeted by the KGB, but she never expected that the KGB would be on Antonio's territory.

The woman in front of her was her direct superior during her operations in Eastern Europe.

According to the original plan, after kidnapping the weapons expert, she was supposed to immediately send him to the other party's ballet troupe, and then secretly transfer him to Russia.

However, she betrayed the CIA midway through her mission, which led to KGB agents across Europe hunting her down. This is the root of her love-hate relationship with Europe.

The female model, nestled in Anna's arms, suddenly widened her eyes and exclaimed excitedly, "Anna?! Are you really Anna, the supermodel who graced the cover of VOGUE? ​​Oh my god, I'm yours!"

"roll."

Before Anna could speak, Angelica's cold voice rang out first.

Her sinister gaze sent a shiver down the female model's spine. Although she didn't understand what was happening, she hurriedly got up and left.

Once only the two of them were left, Angelica's smile vanished completely.

She slowly twirled the cigarette between her fingers, her voice low and deep: "Four nanobombs, one detonated in Slovakia, one destroyed the Statue of Liberty, and another was supposedly taken back to London by MI6. So, where did Rorschach hide the last one?"

She didn't question why the other party betrayed her, nor did she utter any harsh words. Instead, she directly posed the most crucial question to them.

"I do not know."

Anna's answer was calm; this time she was not lying.

Rorschach handed the bomb to Harold, but she neither knew nor wanted to know where it was hidden.

"Ah"

Angelica let out a cold laugh. "I was thinking that if you would reveal the location of the bomb, I might spare your life tonight. Too bad."

She shook her head dismissively, "People like you who have no faith are like prostitutes on the street, they'll sleep with you for money, they have no moral bottom line!"

"Belief?"

Anna, who had been silent all along, suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with anger: "What do you think our country still has to believe in?! Do you think this is still the same as it was thirty years ago?!"

Anna suddenly lost control of her emotions, abruptly standing up from her chair, her voice low but filled with anger:
"Over the past ten years or so, the people I've killed the most aren't enemy agents, spies, or terrorists!"

"They are political enemies of those in power! They are journalists who expose the truth!" "Do you think such a country is still worthy of my faith? I believe in communism, but I will never believe in a thoroughly corrupt regime!"

Angelica watched Anna coldly throughout, and after listening, she maintained her contemptuous expression, sarcastically saying, "It seems that European liberalism has poisoned you, giving you a distorted understanding of the word 'loyalty'."

“Let me tell you, everything we do is for the country. Our motherland is currently facing its most difficult period in decades, and you, a scoundrel, not only don’t think about how to save the country from its crisis, but are busy finding excuses to defect.”

Anna retorted through gritted teeth, "I'm not like you, an old woman who's been brainwashed by the Soviets since childhood and still harbors illusions about this country."

"Shut up! You bitch!"

Angelica rose in a rage, grabbed Anna by the neck, and growled in a low voice, "You vile bitch, you have no right to comment on my country! Today I will personally execute you, you traitor!"

Anna was not afraid at all and retorted fiercely, "Try it if you dare!"

Bang!
She delivered a powerful elbow strike to Angelica's chest.

Anna immediately reached under her skirt, trying to pull out the pistol strapped to her thigh.

But Angelica reacted faster than she expected. Before she could even touch the gun handle, a scalding hot cigarette butt was shoved hard onto her bare arm!

"You shameless bitch!"

Angelica cursed and gripped Anna's wrists like iron clamps, executing a swift over-the-shoulder throw that looked like it was about to break Anna's arm.

Anna reacted quickly, using her knee to slam into Angelica's abdomen as a fulcrum, and then turned around to deliver a sharp spinning kick, which landed heavily on Angelica's back, forcing her back several steps.

"boom--!"

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out outside the manor gate.

The entire manor instantly descended into chaos, with guests scattering in terror and guards in the courtyard immediately grabbing their weapons and rushing out.

Anna moved her nearly dislocated arm while quickly pulling out the pistol strapped to her thigh.

She pointed the gun forward with a cold smile: "Did you hear that? No one can save you tonight."

"I should be the one saying this."

Angelica also revealed a miniature pistol that had slipped from her sleeve, her eyes gleaming coldly: "Hoping Rorschach will come to your rescue? Don't dream! My girls have had their eyes on him the moment you stepped into the manor!"

Anna narrowed her eyes, said no more, and decisively pulled the trigger!

"Bang bang bang-"

"Bang bang bang-"

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at the same time.

As Rorschach emerged from the restroom, he took a glass of whiskey from the waiter's tray, took a sip, and rinsed it in his mouth before suddenly pausing slightly.

He looked up and around, only to find that, without him noticing, more than twenty girls dressed in ballet tutus had surrounded him.

Each of them maintained a sweet smile, yet silently watched him with cold eyes.

"tsk"

Luo Xia tilted his head back and downed the drink in one gulp, a playful smile playing on his lips: "You're all smiling so sweetly, it's almost hard for me to kill you."

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(End of this chapter)