[Comprehensive British and American] The villain is beaten daily

Peter Parker, a top student at Midtown Tech High School.He was an ordinary high school student more than a month ago, but now, more than a month later, he took the initiative to become a vigilante.

Well, Peter isn't planning on calling himself a "superhero" just yet, he doesn't think he's good enough.

He named himself "Spider-Man", learned from the naming method of his idol Mr. Stark's "Iron Man", and is currently looking for an opportunity to do something earth-shattering and great, and then leave the code name coolly and handsomely.

It's a pity that now he has to face the painful reality. The idea is very good, but the reality is that he is held in the arms of a young lady in a blue tights, and he can't even struggle out.

Of course he recognized Lydia at a glance.

The first time I saw the little sister, I was hugged by the princess, and the second time I saw the young lady, I was "buried".

The face under the mask is still immature, red as if it is about to burst into steam.

The current behavior pattern of the young Spider-Man is similar to that of Lydia, who has no skills and relies on instincts that surpass human beings.

If you really try your best, Peter may not lose, but fighting against the girl who saved Uncle Ben...isn't necessary.

He struggled symbolically for a few seconds, speaking incoherently: "Lilililili—"

"Lilith!"

He finally called out Miss Sister's code name.

Lydia also knew her own name.

She never thought of herself as a hero, and she herself didn't think there was anything great about a superhero, but Lydia Lexie's identity could not be disclosed, so it would be nice to be called Lilith.

Lydia hugged Peter and sniffed deeply again.

The juvenile vigilante wearing a messy "uniform" still has the smell that Lydia likes.

It's a bit like a soft quilt that has been exposed to the sun, and it's like the warm aroma of milky bread just taken out of the oven.

It was the one I met before, the guy named Peter, that's right.

Satisfied, Lydia squinted her deep green eyes. After letting go, she rubbed Peter's hat covering his head again.

Peter, who was finally free, almost backed up several steps with hands and feet, and stood in a straight line with the car thief who was wrapped in rice dumplings and stuck to the wall.

His brain was blank, and the tip of his nose could vaguely feel the softness just now.

He was stuck against the wall, and when he got nervous, he was incoherent. Balabala said a lot of things that he didn't know what they meant.

Finally, he smiled dryly, and shrugged his mouth under the mask:

"Ahaha, you know me."

"I know you." Lydia didn't know how the fake breasts she used to disguise her identity had affected the young Peter. inferiority complex, or whatever.

Lydia's original voice is clear and crisp, it doesn't sound like the usual shy and soft voice, it's more crisp and refreshing.

She glanced at the car thief whose mouth was entangled with spider silk, with a pleasant smile on her lips.

"When you're dressed like this," Lydia shrugged, "what am I going to call you?"

"...Spider-Man."

Lydia gave a meaningful oh.

"Spider-Man."

Peter: "...No, can't you?"

Lydia took a few steps closer and stood in front of the stuck thief.

The car thief caught by the little spider was forced to listen for a while.

Now that super powers don't seem so amazing, there are more and more vigilantes.

However, many people just do it on a whim for two days, and before they make their name, the criminals don't think that the vigilantes will do anything to them.

The world is so unfair sometimes, the wicked don't care about anything, they do evil unscrupulously, stealing, robbing, killing, etc.; but the heroes always stick to the bottom line.

The reality is like this, even if there are more superheroes and vigilantes, ordinary humans always occupy an absolute proportion, and the villains among them cannot be counted by numbers.

The bullies live in style and ease, but the good citizens have to worry about it.

And this group of depraved bullies, their way of survival is to protect themselves when they encounter situations where they cannot resist.It's time to run away, it's time to beg for mercy, at worst it will be locked up for a period of time, and it will be a good man when it comes out again.

——After all, they all know what they have committed, and only the real desperadoes will go all out.

But stealing a car, only smashing it twice, the glass is not smashed, it's all right... right...

A few minutes ago, he really thought so.

Until the legendary Lilith appeared in front of him.

Cold sweat came out all at once.

Lilith is very famous recently.After all, among the vigilantes, female characters are in the minority, and women who are known for violence are even rarer.

Lilith is the legendary phoenix hair.

She's almost become an underground legend in New York.It's only been a month, and it's already spread all over the place.

He is elusive, ruthless, and never calls the police directly, but either throws it at the gate of the police station, rings the alarm, or leaves it directly to the victim.

Criminals want to run, really want to run!No one is willing to go to the police station if possible, even if the beautiful policeman Beckett who can often meet is not good!

It's a pity that the unlucky bastards who have been beaten up by Lilith seem to have no strength to run.

Candle.

Originally caught by Spider-Man, he didn't feel much, but this time when he saw Lydia, who looked exactly like the rumored "Lilith", he was struggling, his eyes full of longing.

Lydia raised an eyebrow, and her fingers tore a hole in the spider web from his mouth, allowing him to speak.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

This is the first sentence he got the freedom of speech.

"I dare not, I won't come out again!"

This is the second sentence.

Peter: "...uh..."

Lydia didn't have time to pay attention to Peter at this time, she just thought it was funny.

The long red hair was smoothly scattered behind her head, shaking with her footsteps, a few strands came to the front and covered her eyes.

"You know what's wrong?"

"Mmmmmmm!"

"That's good, be good," the Witch of the Night smiled and frowned, "but you still need to learn a lesson."

Then she beat him up.

Guarantee that his nose is bruised, his face is swollen, his whole body hurts, and it's just a skin trauma, and he can walk around without any problem.

The criminal could only burst into tears and sob silently.

Is this different from what we said? !

Lydia clapped her hands, satisfied.

Who said yes to you?People with arms and legs can live a decent life, but you are just opportunistic and beat up this kind of bastard.

System: [...The points were added successfully. 】

Li and Lydia are really capable, we have nearly 50 points now QAQ

***

Lydia watched as the young and thin Spider-Man hung the car thief to the gate of the police station, and followed him with a smile.

Peter kept sneaking glances at her, until finally he realized that it was useless to cover up, and it was a bit more aboveboard to hold his chest up and his head up.

This isn't the first time Peter has been Spider-Man, but it's the first time he's encountered Lilith again.

Lydia had a little time left and didn't mind Peter glancing at her. She curled her hair and suddenly thought of something: "By the way, what happened to that person?"

The boy under the mask smiled gratefully, and his voice became joyful: "My uncle has been discharged from the hospital for a week. It still takes time to recover, but he is fine. Thank you."

Speaking of thank you, the penniless spider boy glanced at the spider silk launcher in his palm, and pointed to the 30-story building in front of him: "Well, do you want to go up and have a look?"

He still has confidence in the spider silk he designed: "I..." can take you...

He saw Lydia stepping on the outer wall of the building as if she was running on flat ground, and climbed to the top of the building in a few seconds. She was still sitting there waving to herself, swallowing all the words quietly.

Before he had time to say anything else, Lydia reappeared in front of him, carried the spider boy to the roof and sat down.

Lydia: "Hey, my sister won't be with you anymore, sit by yourself. Speaking of which, I was wrong last time. Your talent is actually pretty good, Spider-Man."

Miss Witch nodded on his forehead, and there was a threat in her clear sentence: "Next time I see you, if the smell changes... I will beat you."

Peter pulled off his mask, revealing his flushed face: "Huh?"

Do I smell something?

Eh?What about Lilith?