At the border.

Half a month ago, the Special Agent Department secretly carried out a special training here. Wu Mei was specially recruited and arrived later.

When she arrived, the other rookies in the selection camp stared at her warily and with hostility. Some of the bolder ones spat in her direction openly and deliberately mocked her loudly.

"Bah! There really are all kinds of people! Isn't it good to just be the mistress of a high-ranking official?"

"Do you really have to force your way in to be a special agent? If that pretty face is ruined, there won't be anywhere for you to cry!"

"Exactly! Do you really think our training camp is some university summer camp? What bad luck!"

Wu Mei received her supplies and daily necessities. Her eyes were cold, and she ignored the rumors.

An ace agent was not a competition of whose mouth was more formidable and who knew how to scold others.. It was a competition of strength!

Only the strong had the right to speak in the world of special agents. She did not mind letting those weaklings be arrogant for a while longer!

"Does anyone want to stay in the same dormitory as the newcomer?" asked the instructor in charge of receiving Wu Mei.

However, he was met with silence. Then, a few people laughed mockingly and said, "Why don't you give her a single room?"

"Does no one really want to stay with her? Maybe she gives special services!"

Disgusting dirty jokes.

Wu Mei glared at him fiercely. In just a second, that person shut up and a chill ran down his spine!

What a terrifying aura!

Wu Mei retracted her gaze and looked at the quiet girl in the corner. She asked, "Hello, does your dorm room have spare beds?"

The girl looked up and nodded timidly.

"Can you take me there?" Wu Mei offered her hand to the girl.

She could tell that this girl was also being outcasted. No one would be willing to stay in the same dorm room as her.

The girl stood up and brought her to the dorm room. She said softly, "My name is Zhong Ling."

She nodded and introduced herself, "Wu Mei."

The living conditions in the dorm room were very poor. There were many mosquitoes, and the buzzing noise made it difficult for one to sleep.

After tidying up her toiletries and luggage, Wu Mei lay on the military bed. When she heard Zhong Ling turn over on the bed next to hers, she took out two bottles of insect repellent and threw them over. She said, "Remember to bring along the necessities when you go on missions."

"If you can't even endure this, leave quickly."

Zhong Ling sat up and gripped the bottle of insect repellent in her hand. She looked at Wu Mei, who had her back turned towards her, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Thank you."

For some reason, Zhong Ling felt that Wu Mei was not as useless as the rumors described. On the contrary, she was a very good person!

Of course, the sleeping Wu Mei did not know that she had received a "Nice Person Card" on the night before her training.

The next day, the assembly horn rang out.

Wu Mei tidied up her equipment at the speed of light and rushed out of the dorm room. She stood in the middle of the training ground and stood at attention.

The few men who had slandered her the night before walked out with their belts on. When they saw her, they were slightly awkward but said stubbornly, "Yo, this b*tch woke up early! But it's not like we're competing to see who gets to the mission venue first. Without the ability, you'll just be throwing your life away!"

Wu Mei's taunting skills were maxed out as she said, "Are you very proud that you can't even arrive on time?"

The few of them were so angry that they wanted to hit her. "Who do you think you are?! You just wormed your way in by sleeping with men. Why are you acting like an instructor?"

"Wu Mei isn't like what you described!"

Zhong Ling ran out and stood in front of Wu Mei. She mustered up the courage to refute for her. Looking down at Zhong Ling's petite figure, Wu Mei's brows knitted together.

"Heh! If she really relies on her strength, does she dare to compete with us?"

A burly, dark-skinned man pushed everyone aside and asked Wu Mei provocatively.

Zhong Ling explained to Wu Mei softly, "His name is Qi Feng. He's one of the best in this batch of special agents . He's very strong! Don't be rash..."

"The thing he hates the most is people who enter through connections. A few days ago, there were a few newbies whom he beat up till they quit the training camp! It's true. We should just tolerate it."

Zhong Ling tugged at Wu Mei's arm uneasily, anxious to the point of tears.

"How do we compete?" Wu Mei patted Zhong Ling's hand and tilted her head as she asked with interest.

Qi Feng did not expect her to accept the challenge. He reminded her, "How about we compete in shooting? Don't cry if you lose!"

"I would advise you to save that sentence to yourself."

Wu Mei looked at him quietly and flexed her wrist. A disdainful smile appeared on her face. "Don't cry and beg me for mercy!"