[Comprehensive British and American] The villain is beaten daily

Fell face down on the ground and it really hurt.

The little girl had just stepped out of the counter when she fell into the not-so-spacious passage.There was a spot of red on the forehead, and even the tip of the nose was red, very pitiful.

Lydia didn't intend to accuse others, but the faces of the three men standing in front of her stretching out their hands all had similar struggles.

The scene was awkward for a while.

The little girl didn't choose any hand, but just as she wanted to touch her painful and numb ankle, the sound of crutches hitting the floor sounded from behind her.

Edric, dressed in an elegant traditional suit, opened the door behind Lydia and appeared behind Lydia.

The black umbrella crutch in his hand leaned against the wall, and then he quickly unbuttoned his clothes. The action of unbuttoning the buckle and bending over to hug the princess was smooth, and he hugged the little girl in one go. A pair of dark brown eyes looked at her. The three men on the opposite side seemed to write a few words with elegance and undisguised sarcasm:

Oh, Americans.

—A mockery from an English gentleman.

Lydia blushed all over.

She struggled in the teacher's arms for a second, desperately covering her blushing face.

***

"It's nothing." Edric pressed her ankle deftly, and concluded, "Take a little less walking these two days."

Lydia nodded obediently.

"I'll give you two days off," he felt more and more that the little apprentice Lydia was like his dog companion "Leggie" who died young, and the old man was very soft in his heart, "Go and relax with your friends."

He reached out and touched Lydia's shoulder lightly: "Don't forget what you learned in the past two days."

Lydia was cared for by the teacher in the room, and everyone else stood around stupidly outside.

Kingsman's employees are not expensive, because Lydia came to work, and only Lydia and Edric were on duty.Since none of the three were "guests", they were "released" together by Edric.

Harry looked at Peter, Peter looked at Clark, and Clark's phone rang.

The little reporter had a helpless face, greeted the teenagers, could only scratch his hair, and left the tailor shop amidst the urging call from his boss.

So, when Lydia changed from her "work clothes" to more casual casual clothes, and changed back to flat shoes away from Heantiangao, the two young men outside cast their gazes over.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay," Lydia smiled softly, the redness on her forehead had faded away, "The mille-feuille cake on the street next door is delicious, I invite you to eat it."

She blinked her eyes and turned her eyes around: "Eh? Where's Clark? The one who brought you here."

"I went back to work and said I'll see you later."

Lydia nodded thoughtfully, her mind spinning rapidly.

The red-haired girl paid attention to her ankles and walked slowly, and the other two boys also walked slowly like her, following her side from left to right, all sneaking glances at her.

Lydia swallowed her saliva, and Lydia, who didn't know that she had dropped her vest, felt uncomfortable all over, and always felt that something was wrong.She racked her brains and suddenly thought of a good entry point.

When the three of them were sitting together in the dessert room, Lydia looked at classmate Harry: "Harry, don't you want to introduce me? This is your friend?"

Yes!Lydia Lexie didn't know Peter Parker!

The little spider turned into a dog's eyes in an instant.

He managed to piece together the shattered boy's heart, and accepted that under Miss Lilith's mask was actually a soft-looking Lydia, but Lilith suddenly said that she didn't know him? !

The little spider was wronged.

He looked at Lydia with those aggrieved eyes. If the ears and tail could be materialized, it is estimated that Peter's ears and tail would have drooped pitifully.

For Peter, he knew Lilith; and for Harry, he knew and only knew Lydia, and he knew her better than Peter, and he could see the girl's helplessness at a glance.

The two friends looked at Harry for help at the same time, and the young Osborne felt a sense of pressure.

He cleared his throat and coughed again: "Lydia."

"Ok?"

"He knew Lilith."

Lydia: "..."

Lost, lost the horse? !

What, what should I do?System, system, system, what do you say? !

The system pretended to be dead, held the screenshots of the little reporter and the future little reporter intoxicated, and pretended not to hear Lydia's words.

Please, it's just a young, poor, helpless system baby who doesn't know anything.

Lydia froze.

She couldn't laugh anymore, rubbed her face and sighed.

"I'm sorry I lied to you," Lydia said, "but I remember you. Say hello to your uncle for me."

Peter nodded vigorously.

The red-haired girl was still peeking at Harry, the expression on Harry's face didn't change, Lydia poked a hole in her soft face: "...do you have anything to ask, Harry ?”

Osborn's face was naturally pale.

He laughed, much better-looking than the "melancholic temperament" he used to have, and scratched his gelled hair back: "Yes, I almost couldn't find you. Why are you in such a place?"

Lydia was very serious: "Do you have any opinion on our Kingsman?"

"……no."

"That's fine, I had a fight with Lex Luthor, and I'm just picking up my old dreams now."

"what?"

"I want to be a tailor," Lydia said, rolling her eyes with a smile. "I've always wanted to."

She has already faced up to her abilities, her mentality, her changes, and she has begun to face up to her past.

Lydia Lexie, who grew up in a poor and chaotic slum, almost ran counter to her current life and became a pickpocket.Because the adoptive mother seldom smiles softly when changing the old clothes to Lydia, and for various reasons, I have dreamed of becoming an excellent tailor since I was a child—or a fashion designer. Now, I am working on my double dream And working hard.

— Whether it’s becoming a tailor or a superhero.

Three teenagers at an important stage in their lives spend a meaningful afternoon together, until Peter is called away by a text message from Mr. Stark.The little spider was startled, and then realized that he was going to be late for training soon.

For the first time, he took the initiative to hug Lydia.

Lydia is Lilith.

Although, although there are still many questions lingering in his head, one thing will not change.Lilith saved Uncle Ben and didn't make him hate himself for the rest of his life.

Peter's smile is currently without a trace of haze.His smile is full of boyishness, sunshine and cheerfulness, as if he has left the nerdy atmosphere of a few months ago, but what he said in the end seems to have not changed: "Then you must take good care of your body, let's compete next time, I will I feel like I'm stronger again."

Peter refused Harry to send him, and went back to New York by car by himself.

Harry and Lydia wandered aimlessly on the road.

Speaking of friends, Lydia's best friend is Harry.

He had known Lydia from the beginning, and for whatever reason they were already friends, friends who cared for each other.

Harry was still a little worried about Lydia: "You... and Luther, are you really okay?"

The red-haired girl lowered her eyes and hummed.

"Don't talk about me, what about you?" She asked, "If you don't tell me, I don't know what happened that day. There were so many things that happened during this period, I almost forgot. Why were you kidnapped that day? "

The two were sitting on a chair by the side of the road. Harry picked up a piece of withered grass from the ground and tore it into pieces: "It's something in the company."

Harry graciously hid the matter of Peter.

Lydia thought about it.

"I'm not sure, you know, I'm not smart," the red-haired girl said softly. "Since you and him know each other and are good friends, this matter will not be over. That day, it was only me Going down alone, although my memory is a little fuzzy, but I am sure that the matter is aimed at Spider-Man. Everything prepared is also aimed at his ability. Harry, have you ever thought about who your teacher introduced to your?"

Harry had a dazed expression on his face.

"I'm sorry, I heard that your father's physical condition is really bad," Lydia said in a low voice, "The more this is the case, the more you have to protect yourself and your father. He is now fragile and easily Be careful when someone sneaks in, Harry."

Harry grunted in agreement.

No.

not like this.

Lydia doesn't know Norman Osborn, but Harry does.Although their father and son were not close enough, even in comparison, the relationship between the two of them was not like a father and son, but Harry had known him for more than ten years.

Norman is definitely not one to be duped.

He is smart and arrogant, even to the point of conceit, and because of the genetic disease, he is almost insane.

But even so, he is a sober lunatic.His body is a bit poor, but even in this situation, he also has absolute control over everything about him.

Who was his teacher?

Norman, of course.

His previous teacher was not this one, but last month he broke his leg, so Norman assigned him another teacher, the one who "kidnapped" him.

What are the chances that the father was involved in this?

Osborn's spider bites Peter and makes Spider-Man, turning Peter Parker, a nerd with poor physical fitness, into a superhero.This is almost a miracle, so Norman, who is suffering from a genetic disease, will want to study the mystery?

Harry's face was pale, his eyes dark with emotion.

He was a little confused, but he also knew that there was nothing he could do except carefully investigate the truth.

He just showed a serious smile: "Thank you, Lydia. And the last time you came to save me."

Being so thanked, Lydia rubbed the tip of her nose, almost blushing again.

She held on.

Until Harry's next sentence:

"That is to say... Lydia, if arguing with Luthor is not convenient, I can help you. That is to say, there is a man named Bruce Wayne behind the Justice League; the Avengers, it is Tony Star Ke; even the mutants, Xavier and Worthington are willing to pay a lot of money.

"I was going to pay Peter, but he has Mister Stark now.

"I mean, there are people behind superpowers. You... Lilith... I... I can be the (male) person behind Lilith." Harry, a serious boy, Osborne Said.