[Comprehensive] The victory of the second dealer

The wind at sea was a bit strong, and Lydia's hair was blown flying everywhere on the deck. It may be because of the ease of control. The hostages brought out were basically young women, and they were not tied up. Lidia Ya looked at the two terrorists in the front and back, exchanged a rubber band and combed his hair up.

When she raised her hand, the man in the back clenched the gun a little nervously: "What are you doing?!"

Lydia paused, glanced at the terrorist behind her in panic, showed him the rubber band in her hand, shrugged her shoulders and said in a soft voice: "I just think the hair is very inconvenient. so……"

Her acting skills are almost full. She played a frightened little girl. She was originally just graduated from college. Now she looks more tender with light makeup, and she doesn't look aggressive at all. , The terrorist took one look at her and stopped talking.

The group of them was brought into the control room, where there were already a few terrorists standing without masks. When they saw them coming in, they were asked to squat in the corner.

The two escorts also tore off their masks.

Lydia squatted in the crowd, feeling that she was a bit of a loser in exchange for this ability. Although it was cheap, even one person had not been healed, so it was impossible to achieve the effect of practice.

It seems that he can only wait a while to catch these villains and practice on them.

The terrorists didn't care about these women at all, and chatted directly in the control room: "James said that there might be police people on board."

Lydia squatted in the corner and silently despised this group of people. She didn't even know that it was Captain America who boarded the boat. It seemed that this organization was about to end.

The girls around her made a commotion, and a woman who seemed to be a white-collar worker of the company said softly, "We can't just sit around like this, we have to figure out our own way."

Lydia looked at the time. It was a little more than 15 minutes before her half-hour ability ended. She was a weak little girl for the time being.

"I have learned a little Sanda." The white-collar worker said softly, she pursed her lips and looked around everyone, finally she looked at Lydia, who seemed to be the youngest, and said in a slow voice, "Don't be too Fear."

Lydia pursed her lips and raised her head slightly, showing a timid smile at her, which softened her heart.

"I have learned some oriental kung fu, so I should be able to help." Another girl in her twenties was infected by the courage of the white-collar worker, and she also spoke out, and several other people also spoke.

Lydia was the last to speak. She thought for a moment and said softly, "I've learned a little boxing, but they have guns."

Everyone fell silent, but the female white-collar worker seemed a little unwilling.

Lydia actually didn't want them to resist fiercely. She admired the courage of these people, but after all, the other party had a gun in his hand. Under such circumstances, it was not a wise thing to stand up and resist.

Those villains were also discussing, and their voices were very soft, so no one noticed that they had finished chatting.

I don't know what these villains are thinking. After discussing for a while, they turned on the radio of the whole ship, and a little boss turned his head towards his subordinates: "Let them all introduce themselves."

He pointed casually without pointing at anyone in particular. The white-collar worker looked at the girls, gritted his teeth and wanted to be the first to stand up. Instead of standing up, Lydia shrugged her shoulders and stood up tremblingly.

Her terrified look played right into the hands of the villains, pushing her in front of the microphone.

Lydia experienced her supernatural powers. In less than 10 minutes, she looked at the circle of terrorists around her, cleared her throat, and said in a trembling voice, "My name is... Lydia, from Manhattan."

After she said a few words, there was a crying sound in her voice. She looked around at the people around her, and the tearful look in her eyes for help made the little boss feel a little strangely happy. He cleared his throat and told her What to say next: "You tell the other party where you are, and then warn the other party, don't act rashly."

Lydia keenly sensed the change in the little boss's attitude towards her, her brows moved slightly, and she let out a soft weeping sound, and continued following the man's prompt: "I... I and some people We were taken to the control room, so many people were staring at us, it was scary..."

Her green eyes were covered with mist, and she looked at the little leader pitifully, she sniffed lightly, raised her hand to wipe away the tears that were about to fall, and suppressed the choking sound in her throat .

The little boss happily embraced her shoulders, and pulled her from the front of the console to his side. Lydia was suppressed by him after struggling with the weak strength that fit this weak character.

Although Lydia's cell's ability is cheap, it takes a long time to take effect. Lydia is adding something to the internal organs of the little boss while paying attention to the movement of the hostages, and the effect is even slower.

The next hostage who introduced herself was the white-collar girl. She was blocked by Lydia just now, but this time she still resisted.

She did learn Sanda quite well. Under normal circumstances, it would be no problem to beat some gangsters, but it was not enough to face terrorists with guns.

These people didn't have any thoughts of sympathy, and raised their fists to beat them. Lydia stared at the opponent's eyes, and suddenly thought of a new use of her ability.

She controlled the cells to sew the opponent's eyelids shut.

When she was fully using this ability, her eyes were full of images of cell activity, and she seemed to be shocked to the point of being dumbfounded by others—in fact, this image was indeed terrifying. Close, you can't even see a seam, it looks like a monster.

There was a sudden chaos in the control room, and Lydia happily found that the time for her ability was finally up.

She squeezed a few banknotes at random and exchanged them for the skills to strengthen her physical fitness. Her original weak expression was swept away, and her usual smile was restored before the tears on her face dried up.

Her hand gently put the arm of the little boss on her shoulder, and the little boss subconsciously looked at her, only to see this beautiful little girl tilted her mouth slightly towards him, her eyes were red from crying Seeing a different kind of charm right now, before he had time to realize what happened, he saw her fold an arm in two.

It took a few seconds before he felt severe pain in his cerebral cortex, but at this time Lydia had already removed his jaw.

Lydia put some small-denomination banknotes in her pocket this time, so she didn't know how much the ability cost this time, but judging from the current effect, it shouldn't be cheap.

She stepped over the little leader's body, walked to the console and turned off the microphone, then turned around and smiled at everyone, her green eyes were as bright as the sunlight shining through the leaves in the forest.

There was a dead silence in the control room, Lydia took a light step forward, and the sound of shoes touching the metal ground was heard clearly in everyone's ears.

The sound seemed to turn on some switch, which brought these people back to their senses and raised their guns to attack Lydia.

However, the expensive ability made Lydia knock everyone down in less than half a minute, just like the invincible Steve downstairs.

A terrorist lying on the ground struggled and asked, "What the hell are you—"

"My name is Lydia." Lydia repeated the self-introduction she just said in front of the microphone, stepped on the wrist of a person who was trying to attack with a gun, and said with a smile, "... from Manhattan. "

Lydia confirmed that all the people here have lost their combat effectiveness, and then she bowed to the ladies in the corner, performed a knightly salute, and said with a smile on her lips: "Dear ladies, the danger here has been lifted , I am going to help my companions now, are you willing to wait here for my return?"

These people had just witnessed Lydia's unilateral beating and rescued them all, and now they heard Lydia's gentle inquiry, and no one objected.

Lydia also has no choice, she can't take this group of people to fight, there are still a group of hostages waiting downstairs, although she can't be treated for the time being, but let's save it first.

She turned around and gave the white-collar woman a hug, and said generously, "After I leave, lock the door immediately, and don't open the door until you hear my voice."

She picked up a terrorist with one hand, ran several times and threw all of them out of the control room, leaving the guns in the control room: "Protect yourselves."

Lydia imitated Peter's way, put two fingers of her right hand on her temple, then waved outward slightly, raised the corner of her mouth, and walked out the door backwards: "I'll be back soon."

The young ladies in the room looked at the door closed by Lydia, and suddenly felt that those terrorists were not so scary. The female white-collar worker picked up a gun from the ground and held it tightly in her hand. Glancing at the others: "I want to go out and help."

Everyone looked at each other, picked up the gun from the ground, and showed a determined look. After a while, someone spoke: "We can start to clean up from the surrounding area. There are not many people around here, so it shouldn't be difficult."