Chapter 13 Tracking

Seeing her underwear being scrubbed and washed in each other's hands was really weird. Daisy didn't plan to stay any longer and went back to her room. When she was about to leave, Matsumoto thought of something and said, "I have also packed the bathroom, you can use it anytime."

After a day of running, taking a shower now seems like a good choice.

As soon as she took off her shirt, she found that the maid walked in in her underwear, with a different look in the other party's eyes, euphemistically, she wanted to give her a bath.

Daisy sternly rejected this kind of bathing mode. If there are still some pleasant things that can happen to the male body, now? just forget it!

In the next few days, she slowly transitioned from being embarrassed at first to accepting the services of the maid. Except for the most personal things, she was taken care of by others, so she had to say she was very comfortable.

After the maid got acquainted with her, she also began to play her role as a "retainer", that is, remonstrance. She thought that Daisy's dress was too neutral and did not fully bloom her beauty.

Going out without makeup or jewelry is a sin in the eyes of the maid.

Daisy has humbly studied for a few days, but I don't know how much she can do.

After a few days, seeing that the environment had settled down, Miss Matsumoto hesitated several times, as if she wanted to learn melee combat with her.

She knows her own business, how can she fight, she is completely crushed by her physical fitness.

She told the other party to study hard, get the lawyer's license first, find a formal job and then talk about other things.

Daisy has been monitoring the Japanese, but the weather is calm, and the other party has no intention of looking for her.

It was time to pass or pass, the school closed became a fact, Daisy still saw James Wesley with a bruise on his face in the distance, the school manager and the funder officially signed an agreement, and there were students who had connections and connections. They turned away one after another.

"Daisy, what are your plans in the future?" the black girl asked her pitifully.

Of course Daisy can't say punching S.H.I.E.L.D. and kicking Hydra, she's afraid that her roommate will treat her as a lunatic.

But I can't talk to the black girl on the same channel. The other party is full of credits, scholarships, etc., and her mind is full of Qitarui people, Thanos, the five gods of the universe and so on...

After having a meal with Hei Mei and sending each other to work at a convenience store, she has absolutely nothing to do.

Sitting on a bench by the roadside, a pair of bright eyes staring at the pedestrians coming and going, calculating his own property, buying law books, clothes, daily necessities, vegetables and cooking for the maid these days, After spending more than two thousand dollars for ten thousand dollars, she began to wonder what she could do with the remaining eight thousand dollars.

"Huh?" A slightly cloudy signal suddenly appeared in her perceptual frequency, and she turned her head to look over.

An old woman leaning on crutches was looking at her curiously.

The other party seemed to be inconvenient to move, hunched over his body, and tremblingly walked in front of her.

The old woman has a distinct oriental appearance, a pair of triangular eyes, and her face is wrinkled like tree bark.

Daisy sensed it carefully. Her vibration seemed to have hit a layer of gelatinous substance and was quickly bounced off. Now that she is in New York, she can only think of one person with such strength, Mrs. Gao, who is hand-in-hand! This 400-year-old monster.

Was it a chance encounter or was it invited by the Japanese to deal with him? Daisy doesn't make assertions lightly.

"Anything?" she asked in English.

The old woman's old face, like the bark of a tree, pulled out an arc, and she replied in Chinese, "Little girl, your eyes are so beautiful, like the stars in the night sky."

No need to perceive, a strong maliciousness rushed towards her face, Daisy picked up her backpack, left a word of "neuropathy" and walked away quickly.

Before she walked 300 meters, the sound of "swoosh" footsteps sounded behind her. Daisy turned around and found two burly men following her.

There are some passersby not far away.

It's not impossible to perform "Kung Fu" live, it's just a bit swaggering.

She made up her mind to take a few people to a place with fewer people, and run first for now!

If those heroines who like to kill themselves and go to dangerous places every day encounter this, they are usually panic-stricken, and then look back nervously and walk quickly.

It's not that they don't want to run, it's that they can't run in one-step skirts and high heels.

Daisy didn't have this concern. She always wore trousers and canvas shoes, and she didn't value the demeanor and demeanor of any beauty. Now, without even thinking about it, she threw off her long legs and ran.

The big guy who followed her was stunned. It was the first time they had seen such a woman who played cards unreasonably. Thinking of the lady's order, they could only run after her.

After running 500 meters, they were dumbfounded. This woman ran too fast! Like a vigorous cheetah, traversing the streets quickly.

Sensitive, powerful, and extremely good at jumping, she can easily jump over many obstacles like objects.

From time to time, like a master parkour master, he can push the wall to change direction and fly over various obstacles.

With a satchel on her back, Daisy's body seemed to have no weight, and she could easily turn over the terrain no matter how complicated it was, while the two strong men could only collide with their bodies, and they were as cumbersome as two black bears.

"Call someone to block her in front!" a big bald man shouted into the phone.

Daisy's goal is very clear, it's best to get rid of it, and if she can't get rid of it, she can't expose her abilities in public.

Running across two streets, an iron gate blocked the way, Daisy did not hesitate, tapped the iron gate with her toes, raised her body by half a meter with the anti-shock force, grabbed the edge of the door with both hands, raised her long legs, and exerted force on her waist. turned over.

The two strong men who followed her were speechless for a while. Daisy's 100-pound weight could pass, but their 200-pound weight couldn't get over it.

The streets extend in all directions, and they immediately pursued separately.

They are familiar with the terrain, and there are a large number of them, so they are not afraid of missing. The only accident is that Daisy runs too fast, but this is only a small trouble. It is really not a big deal to capture a woman alive.

Walking through the intricate alleys, listening to the footsteps coming from all directions, Daisy was also calculating the distance.

It was a big mistake to think of her as a sheep, and Daisy reached out and stroked the ground, sensing the enemy's position.

Soon a signal entered the perception range, and the enemy was shrinking the encirclement.

Daisy hid in the shadows, and when a man with tattoos all over his arms walked past her, she aimed a shock wave at the back of the man's head.

The huge push pushed the tattooed man out more than three meters, his forehead hit the wall again, and he fainted without humming.

Daisy came out of the hiding place, put on gloves and turned over the tattooed man's clothes, and found a P239 from his back waist. The magazine was withdrawn, and there were only four bullets.

He flipped through the other party's wallet again and found a hundred and fifty dollars.

"It's so poor!" Daisy was very dissatisfied, and wiped the soles of her shoes on the local clothes. She ran through a ditch just now and got a foot in the mud!