I'm really not a superman in Marvel

Under the streetlight, hearing Lynch's words, the figure hiding behind the streetlight trembled.

Then she slowly poked her head out to look at Lynch, and then walked out.

is a beautiful young woman.

She is in her twenties, with blond hair and blue pupils, big eyes and a high nose, fair skin, and a plump figure. She is a standard European and American hot girl.

Under the light, she looked haggard, her hair was a little disheveled, and she showed obvious anxiety and fear in her gestures.

These are not the point, the point is...

Lynch knew her.

"What's the matter? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Lynch smiled, trying to make the most of his youthful good looks to express his friendliness.

"I……"

She lowered her head, hesitated to speak with a frightened expression, but after saying a word, she struggled not knowing how to proceed.

"It's okay, you can speak slowly, can you tell me your name first?"

Lynch guided her while guessing her situation.

Now she replied, "My name is...you can call me Karen."

Karen...

Lynch thought to himself that he was right.

"OK, my name is Lin. Have you encountered any difficulties?"

Lynch walked towards Karen while talking.

"No...thank you, I still can't say."

Unexpectedly, Karen seemed to be in a very bad state of mind at the moment. When she noticed Lynch's approach, she turned her head and ran away like a frightened deer.

Lynch didn't catch up, and stood there watching her running back, thinking of a name in his heart.

Karen Page...

……

Karen ran all the way back home, sitting in the doorway gasping for breath, as if she had just escaped death.

During this time, she has been in anxiety and panic.

Because she seriously suspected that she had been being watched, and someone even wanted to kill her.

This is by no means persecution paranoia, but has grounds and reasons.

She suspects that she has discovered the boss's secret, so she will be killed by the boss to silence her.

Not long ago, when she was reporting to her boss, as an accountant of the company, she accidentally overheard the boss's call outside the door, and thus found that the company's accounts had serious problems.

Out of curiosity, she launched a series of investigations and preserved the information.

Soon, the boss found her for a conversation, but she lied and dealt with it when she realized something was wrong.

After the conversation, she stopped the investigation and sealed the information.

The reason is simple, she just wants to make money to live, and doesn't want to get into any trouble.

However, she who thought the matter was over, gradually realized something was wrong.

In the company, on the way home, or even lying at home, she felt like she was being watched.

Just tonight, she boldly ran out of the house to see if someone was really watching her, and she really found a disappearing figure.

This made her anxiety and fear to the extreme, she dared not stay at home any longer, and hurried to a crowded place.

Walking on the street, she wanted to call the police, but after thinking for a long time, she gave up this plan.

She didn't know how to tell the police, should she show those materials to testify against the boss?
There's no need for that, she's not a cop, she's not a superhero, she's just a woman who can barely support herself.

After walking around the street, she still didn't dare to go home, and then saw Lynch dealing with those guys from a distance.

At that time, Karen didn't know why, but a crazy idea came to her mind.

He is so powerful, he should be able to help me, right?
She was so frightened, meeting Lynch was like a drowning man who saw a life-saving straw and wanted to grab it.

So, she quietly followed Lynch.

But after following Lynch for a long time, she didn't dare to speak.

How should I tell him?

My boss wants to kill himself, can you protect me?
Who would believe it?
Why should he help me?

And who knows if he's a bad guy?

While hesitating, Karen heard Lynch's words, and was so frightened that she quickly hid behind the streetlight on the side of the road.

Looking at Lynch's younger face than her own, Karen felt that she was really crazy. How could she come up with such a bad idea?
Just find someone on the street to protect yourself?

So, she ran all the way back home.

Sitting at the door, she kept comforting herself.

It's okay, Peggy, I will confess to my boss tomorrow, nothing will happen...

At this moment, Karen suddenly heard a small voice.

Karen knew it was from an inconspicuous piece of iron in the aisle.

In the aisle at night, the lights are dim. If you are not very familiar with it, you have a high chance of encountering that thing.

She couldn't help covering her mouth, with a terrified expression on her face.

someone is coming!

Not the residents here, but people outside the residents!

She lay down slowly, with her ear to the ground, and prayed that a mouse or a cat had touched the thing.

Then she heard slow, heavy footsteps.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Like death's bell.

Karen bit her lip tightly, tears streaming down her face.

Is someone coming to kill me?
The rhythmic footsteps approached little by little, and then stopped.

Is he here?

Karen got up and looked through the doorway.

Under the orange light, there seemed to be no one in front of the door.

Karen calmed down a little, and felt that she was a little paranoid.

At this moment, the narrow doorway was suddenly blocked by a fierce face.

Immediately there was a sound of mechanical turning of the door lock.

Under Karen's horrified gaze, the door slowly opened.

"No!"

Karen screamed and ran towards the room, but it was obvious that the malevolent man moved faster.

He rushed up and held Karen down, stuffing something into her mouth with his gloved hand to keep her from screaming.

Then he grabbed Karen's struggling hands with his left hand, pressed her back with his knees, and quickly drew a silenced pistol from his waist with his right hand and pointed it at Karen's head.

"Oh! Don't kill me!..."

Karen struggled with all her strength, whining hysterically.

She was desperate, and at the same time couldn't help but start to regret it.

She regretted why she had to meddle in other people's business. She was obviously an insignificant employee, so why did she want to investigate these shitty things?
She regretted not telling the truth just now to the person who had shown her kindness and asked her if she needed help.

She regrets that she has not had time to do many things.

But it was too late, did my life end like this?
Karen closed her eyes in despair.

……

After a long time, Karen suddenly opened her eyes.

She broke away from the killer who was pressing on her, and found with a look of surprise that she seemed to have survived.

With doubts, she looked up, and in the blur, she saw a slightly familiar face.

"Forest?"