"Is that you?" asked La Rossa when she saw that it was the man in the silver mask who was helping her.

La Rossa felt that it was Gilbert, her heart was touched. But then there were many other men in silver masks. They came to invade the Vangsed base.

They all wore the same mask with the same height and even the same body shape.

La Rossa, who initially felt happy that Gilbert was helping her, was instantly disappointed. Even those who had been feeling moved disappeared instantly.

"It's not you. Then who are they? Why are they helping me?" La Rossa thought.

They crashed through all of Komrad's men, leaving not even one, the room was already shapeless, falling apart. Komrad's men groaned in pain with each having a different wound.

"They didn't kill him?" muttered La Rossa, asking herself in wonder. Whereas they were able to kill all of them in just one attack.

"What kind of power do they have? Even their fighting skills almost match those of the 'Black Tigers'?" La Rossa wondered again with her eyebrows raised and forehead furrowed.

As Miller and his group approached, it turned out that they were safe even though there were many wounds all over their bodies. At least that made La Rossa feel relieved.

"Are you okay?" asked La Rossa as she approached Miller.

"Yes. Did you defeat Komrad?" asked Miller when he saw Komrad's corpse lying on the floor covered in blood.

La Rossa nodded, then she grinned.

"A victory that I obtained by cheating and scheming Miller, I didn't defeat him. More like killed him by cunning," La Rossa explained.

"That's okay. After all, he was sneaky too, you should have killed him from the start if he hadn't run away," Miller's words relieved La Rossa. At least she didn't feel too guilty for killing the enemy in secret.

"I'm going back to the hotel, you take care of this place with the people who are on our side. I'll be back after a short rest," La Rossa left everything to Miller.

"Okay!" said Miller.

"Hmm," then La Rossa simply left the Vangsed base without a care for the masked men.

La Rossa did not return to the hotel but went to a place far from the city center, more precisely on the outskirts of the city.

La Rossa went to Kampung Lorong Buangkok to meet someone she knew well, hiring a taxi to get there.

"Hello Prof," greeted La Rossa when she arrived in front of a house with many medicinal trees.

Lorong Buangkok was the only place that was still a village, there were only a few houses.

"La Rossa," greeted back an old-looking man with almost completely white hair.

"How are you Prof," La Rossa asked him how he was doing.

"What's going on?" he asked as he smelled the rancid odor emanating from La Rossa's body.

"The usual. I have a favor to ask, may I?" La Rossa had a pitiable look on her face. She had a pitiful look in her eyes as if she was intimidated.

"Habitual! I only come here when I have to," the old professor pouted.

Even so, he still wanted to help La Rossa. His mouth kept making a hissing sound just like a snake missing its prey.

La Rossa was well acquainted with the behavior of the old man nearby, Professor Huang was always grumbling when dealing with La Rossa's problems especially about the medicines he had to use to treat La Rossa's wounds.

"You know these medicinal plants are very difficult for me to get? And you easily used up all my research drugs," Professor Huang grumbled.

"And I'm the one who paid for your research," La Rossa shot back.

"Even I've spent a lot of money on you, but nothing has come of it so far," grumbled La Rossa who was able to silence Professor Huang's caustic mouth.

"Yes... yes! You're the one paying but I'm the one looking for the materials, that's harder than spending money," Professor Huang snapped.

Her mouth continued to grumble but her hands continued to work, cleaning all the wounds that almost filled La Rossa's body. Professor Huang frowned as he looked at all of La Rossa's wounds, thinking. Is she really human?
Her mouth kept mumbling but her hands kept working, cleaning all the wounds that almost covered La Rossa's entire body. Professor Huang frowned when he saw all of La Rossa's wounds, he thought. "Is she really human?"

The wounds La Rossa received this time were more than usual, she should have died when she received so many wounds with blood seeping from her body. However, what happened? Everything was beyond human reason.

Professor Huang furrowed his forehead so many times that it turned black, in his heart he thought, 'did the research work?'

But he then doubted, so far his research has even always failed. Far from his expectations. He didn't want to guess, "I have to make sure first," Professor Huang thought.

"How's that old bastard doing?" Professor Huang asked La Rossa.

"Who are you referring to? Is it Jhonny?" La Rossa asked back.

La Rossa hissed slightly as her wound received several stitches, the wound caused by the sword slash had to be stitched because the wound was deep and long, especially on her back.

"Yes. Who else? He's the only one who deserves that nickname," Professor Huang snapped.

"And you? How are you different from him? You are both true singles, fellow singles don't mock and betray each other, he ... he ... he ...," La Rossa chuckled happily when she managed to mock the old man.

Professor Huang was annoyed, he roughly stitched up La Rossa's wound, which made La Rossa hiss.

"Isstt..., if you dare not play back!" snapped La Rossa.

"How dare I dare a human demon like you," Professor Huang's words were scathing to La Rossa's ears, but it didn't make La Rossa angry. Instead, she laughed happily.

"What a pretty name you have," La Rossa replied happily. She smiled happily.

It was only when she was with them that La Rossa was able to shed the cruel, sadistic and cold attributes that had always been attached to her. She laughed and joked with them, relieving her of the burden in her life that she had been living so hard.