[Comprehensive British and American] The villain is beaten daily

Lydia slept through the night in a daze.

She seemed to have dreamed of something frightening in a dream. She struggled and wanted to escape, but she couldn't wake up from the dream anyway.

Drenched in cold sweat, she finally opened her eyes amidst the noise from the outside world.

The cool white ceiling, and the soothing ringing of mobile phones.

Lydia was a little dazed.

She broke out in a cold sweat, her pajamas and pillow covers were wet, and she felt a sense of emptiness from inside and outside.

The phone was still noisy, Lydia blinked blankly, reached out to get the phone by the bedside, and connected to the strange number.

"Hey?"

"Hi Ms. Luthor, I'm New York Midtown Technical High School—"

"It's Lexi, thanks."

The gentle female voice over the microphone choked.

The person in charge of admissions glanced at the passport in his hand, not quite understanding what was going on with this Lydia Lexie Luthor.On the other end of the microphone, Lydia brushed her long, sweaty hair with a blank expression.

"School, is it?"

"Yes, Mr. Luther entrusted me to take care of your transfer matters..."

Lydia on the other end of the receiver said crisply and slightly coolly: "Stop school."

After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone neatly and stared blankly.A full 2 ​​minutes passed before she picked up the phone again with trembling hands and dialed Lex Luthor.

After a few busy beeps, Lex connected the phone.

Lydia's restless heart suddenly felt comforted.

Lex's voice was as usual, deep and magnetic: "Lydia?"

The red-haired girl lost her voice for a moment.

She felt that her brain was in a mess, and she had something to say, but she couldn't say anything.

Her lips opened and closed, and it took a long time before she uttered the question in a soft voice: "...you said, I'm just Lydia Lexie."

Luther's voice actually had a smile on his face: "Is that so? It's just as convenient as you like. I'll hang up for nothing, and I have a meeting later."

Those words were light and fluffy, and there seemed to be no intention of explaining anything.

Lydia hummed and hung up the phone silently

She was in a daze for a long time, her body began to tremble uncontrollably, and then she couldn't stand it anymore, and the mobile phone she was holding tightly hit the ground hard.

Her strength was uncontrollable. The metal phone left a dent on the ground and popped out again. The screen cracked like a spider web, flickered several times, and turned off the screen.

not a dream...

It turned out that it was not a dream.

My brother doesn't want her anymore.

Lex...don't want Lydia anymore.

She hung her head, her long red hair sticking together, hiding the expression on her face.

She covered her face, the brilliance in her eyes flickered, and finally settled on a much darker green than before.

【System," she said, 【Let's go. 】

***

The system looked shiveringly at its irritated host.

Even if it has no brothers and sisters, it can feel the collapse of the host.

And... the system found a little, a little bit of a problem.

That...maybe...Lydia...of...

Goldfinger...

——It can't be turned off.

Although it won't be as strong as cheating before, and it can even be several times stronger when cheating, but Lydia... really isn't that bunny girl anymore.

The system is as quiet as a chicken.

It watched Lydia pack up some things casually, took a car to New York, and rented another training room in the training gym she used to go to. She didn't even wear boxing gloves, and punched the hanging box as if venting. Get up on the sandbag.

The heavy sandbag that could only be shaken slightly by her hits was now shaken violently by her fist.

Lydia's eye circles were slightly red, as if she didn't care about anything, she punched the sandbag with one punch after another, the speed became faster and faster, and her expression became more and more focused, until the last punch pierced the sandbag, yellow and black The sand poured down, making a lonely rustling sound.

"The system," she whispered, "my brother doesn't want me anymore."

Although the system is grateful for the host and the villain's parting ways, but seeing the host's sad appearance, the system also feels that its emotional template fluctuates a little, which seems to be the sad emotion of human beings.

It recorded its own data fluctuations at this moment into the database, and comforted Lydia with a clumsy tongue: 【Luthor didn't say no to you.He...he just told you to come to New York.Well, we're more mobile in New York, aren't we? 】

Lydia detached the broken sandbag from the hook, threw it on the ground, and sat quietly on the broken sandbag with her knees hugged.

"He just doesn't want me anymore." She said in a low voice, "It's because I didn't do well enough."

There was really no way to comfort Lydia in the system's database.

It finally found a stupid idea: [Should, why not, do you do something else to attract his attention?If he can't be satisfied... make him angry? 】

It seems... makes sense.

The girl is already a dead horse and treated as a living horse doctor.

She nodded thoughtfully, didn't even change her clothes, and ran out in messy sportswear.

First, replace the scrapped mobile phone, and then go to the mall.

She bought three luxury cars, one apartment and one villa in a row, and bought millions of jewelry.She was obviously a little gray girl, but she was holding her mobile phone, eager to see through it.

To put it bluntly, Lydia's money was given to her by Lex, she spent so much in one breath, Lex must know.

However, no response was received.

Lydia pursed her mouth, even more unconvinced.

She thought and thought, and finally came up with another idea that made Lex angry.She couldn't do it alone, so she had to call the housekeeper.

An hour later, Clark Kent looked up in a daze, and found that he was on TV inexplicably, and even had online news.Photos of Superman were everywhere in an instant, leaving Clark in a daze.

However, Lydia still did not wait for Lex's response.

...Even the big guy Lan can't attract his attention...

She was frustrated and dazed until the new mobile phone in her palm vibrated.

The green eyes widened, full of hope, and Lydia turned on the screen.

— A text message from the bank.

Your account has received the remittance amount XXX.Every penny Lydia spent just now was reversed, and she even wiped off the change and added a few numbers.

Lydia couldn't lie to herself anymore, she was like a lost child, hugging herself in the coffee shop, crying out of breath.

[System, he really doesn't want me anymore...]

[That's because he has bad eyesight!Rest assured, Lydia, we will make him regret it! 】

This time, Lydia finally didn't have a rebuttal system - no one could say that Lex was bad, not even herself.

***

S.H.I.E.L.D. has been busy lately.

As a special agency under the government, S.H.I.E.L.D. has many agents, but not many alien agents.

Uh... To be precise, there should not be so many aliens on the earth at present. Generally, aliens come to the earth to invade. The Justice League has fought back a few batches, and the Avengers have also sent back a batch.

As the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury later contacted Steve Trevor, who was in charge of contacting the Justice League. At that time, the Justice League seemed to have gone to another place collectively. Trevor expressed silence. Nick There is no way for Fury to know too much for the time being.

Compared with Steve Trevor, who fully supports superheroes and even has an ambiguous relationship with Wonder Woman, Nick Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D. has some reservations about superheroes.

Of course, Nick Fury is much less willing to be on her side than the unscrupulous woman Amanda Waller.

Fury believes that Superman and Batman are good people, but he wants to cooperate with the rest of the heroes who know all the background.For example, Iron Man Anthony Stark, or Captain America Steven Rogers, or his famous agents who are loyal to the government.

And as the only Captain America who can compete with Superman in the public attention... Steve is busy.

He and several teammates are still in the running-in period, especially Stark's unforgiving mouth. Steve is not only busy, but also has a headache.

This mission finally destroyed the base of the last alien invader. Even Captain America, he couldn't wait to give himself a vacation and returned to Brooklyn, which he was a little more familiar with.

——Although the neighbors are still agents.

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Although he's used to it and has been fighting, Steve is more than willing to relax if he can take a few breaths before the next mission arrives.

So he came to the training ground he was used to going to, and was surprised to find that there were three shiny golden luxury cars parked in front of the dilapidated store, and the word "rich" was written on the windows of the cars.

Steve comes here much more often than Lydia.

This store was introduced to him by a neighbor of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The boss of the Mediterranean hairstyle, who was chasing soap operas again, still didn't look up. He threw him the key to the training room that Steve often went to, and interjected, "Your little friend is here."

"Really? Thanks."

"She has a problem," said the boss. "You remind her later. If this happens again, the compensation should be increased."

Steve frowned.

He hasn't seen Lydia for a long time, the little girl is a soft ball, what can happen?

Now that he knew it, Steve couldn't help thinking about it.

He went upstairs, and before he could confirm which room Lydia was in, the sound insulation was not very good, and the sound of fists came from the training room, which could be captured into a complete picture in the ears of super soldiers with four times the hearing. picture.

Then it stopped abruptly and turned into a rustling sound.

Steve stood in front of the door.

The furrow between his brows was exceptionally deep, he frowned, and knocked on the door.

"Someone."

"it's me."

Footsteps came from the door.

The redhead opened the door.

The training room can be said to be a mess, half of the ground is covered with sand, and seven broken sandbags are piled up by the wall.Steve swears on who he is, this isn't what the Lydia he knew would pull off.

Steve wanted to care a little bit about her: "Need help, Lydia?"

The red-haired girl held her long hair, her face was dyed a thin red due to exercise, and her green eyes seemed deeper than what she had seen before.She tugged at the clothes sticking to her body, and barely pulled the corners of her mouth.

"It's you, Steve," the girl's voice was no longer shy and soft before, it became clearer and more pleasing to the ear, but it was a little hoarse for some reason, "Long time no see."

Steve responded, "What happened?"

"It's nothing." Lydia pulled her hair, "By the way, can you drive?"

"I will, what's the matter?"

"Those three cars are parked at the door, which one do you like? I'll see you off."