[Comprehensive British and American] The villain is beaten daily

Harry Osborn is thinking about life.

He was stuffed in the trunk of the van, his head was covered with a smelly paper bag, his hands and feet were tied with thick hemp rope, and every struggle brought a little pain.

Harry gave up struggling and began to think seriously about how things had come to this point.

His life has deviated from the route of his dream from the very beginning.

Harry Osborn, as the only heir to the Osborne Enterprise, the old man of Norman Osborn, he has been placed with high hopes since he was a child, but unfortunately he is not what Norman likes, not good enough, not smart enough .

When the mother was still there, she was the bridge between father and son, but after the mother left, there was a transparent but solid gap between Norman and Harry.Harry had been out for five years, in a half-abandoned state.But now, a teenager who has never been exposed to business has to learn to control a company, a group in a short period of time.

Harry is sensitive by nature, and it's only been a short month, and he is about to be overwhelmed and he can't help but start to doubt himself.

He was out of breath.

That's why he "escaped" from the place where he was about to collapse after Lydia called.

Although it is said that the young master has not learned any business content before, he is a pampered rich second generation after all.Usually the housekeeper picks him up and down, but now he comes out by himself, so he asks the company's driver to take him off.

He just got into the car, and there was a slight pain in his neck, his vision began to blur, and when he woke up, he was in the trunk of the van.

Harry Unlucky Osborn: "..."

And, he had reason to suspect that this car was used to deliver goods before, and had delivered fresh aquatic products, the fishy smell almost made him spit it out.

Is your company's security so poor?It's not out of the parking lot yet!

The young master held his breath, expressing his despair over this paper bag that also smelled bad.

He felt that he should have been kidnapped.

Having almost forgotten how to deal with kidnapping that he learned as a child, Harry's Adam's apple rolled, swallowed, and forced himself to calm down.

No problem Harry, you're an Osborne.The only reason for kidnapping you is money... right?If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be in a hurry to come out, and I don't know if Lydia would get impatient.

No one cares about the young master Osborne in the trunk. There are three other people in the van besides him.A driver and two thugs, each tall and strong, looked well-trained, not like ordinary kidnappers at all.

The one on the left opened the small window and looked back. Their "bait" was moving like a caterpillar, but it was very quiet.

He nodded and gestured to his bald-headed companion opposite.

The black van with a license plate had already circled onto the road, and according to the pre-set plan, was heading for the destination where the companion was ambushed.

Poor Harry still doesn't know that even without Lydia's phone number, he will soon be tricked by his father as a meat ticket, and use the most convenient method to lure out his spider friend who has exposed his identity-Peter Parker.

And the kidnappers didn't know that if it wasn't for Lydia's call...their actions would have been much faster.

The car is driving on the road at high speed.

The weather is already cold, and at this time, there is not even a single car on the road.The meat ticket on the car was not threatening, the driver yawned and couldn't help being a little sleepy.

At this moment, the car suddenly shook.

The bald man with a gun in the back kicked the driver's seat: "How do you drive!"

Before the driver could speak, red hair hung down the front window of the car.

The driver stepped on the brake, his eyes widened, his heart pounding.

Then, the hanging long hair moved down, revealing a human face.

It was a red-haired woman, alive, with a mask on her face, covering most of her face, only revealing her smooth and white chin, her fluttering red lips, and a pair of dark green eyes that were both charming and chilling.

She lay on the car window upside down, stretched out her fingers wrapped in black cloth, and buckled her knuckles on the car window, making a muffled sound, very politely: "Hi, excuse me, good afternoon?"

driver:"……"

The bald kidnapper: "...Who!?"

The red-haired girl drew out her voice, retracted her finger, and turned it into a fist.

"Ask me?"

The fist penetrated the glass window in an instant, and the fragments fell backward due to the impact, piercing the driver's face with blood.

"Hello, let me introduce myself," the girl got into the car, and stepped on another cannon fodder that was being loaded on the sole of her shoe, "I'm Lilith."

She was faster than a bullet, but she couldn't stop the modified car.They didn't follow the routine. The bloodied driver pressed the button, and Lydia, who was propping up the seat, jumped out along with the seat in a daze.

She rolled over in mid-air, tapped her toes, and dodged a few bullets by jumping, then charged onto the roof of the car.

The villain worked hard, holding the steering wheel and stepping on the accelerator even if he was injured.Lydia didn't pay attention to the driver for the time being, the roof had been closed again, Lydia pouted, lay on the car, and leaned down again.

She wasn't looking through the windshield of the car this time.

She punched quickly, smashed the glass window of the door, turned her wrist vigorously, and tore off the door and threw it forward. In order to avoid obstacles, the van frantically turned the steering wheel, and finally rolled over and even idling for a circle. , fell to the ground, struggling feebly with the wheels spinning.

The unlucky Harry in the trunk was dizzy, nearly concussed, his elbows, knees, and even ankles hit the hard car wall. He fought back nausea until he was numb from the pain.

At the same time, the kidnapper sent out a message for help, and climbed out of the car with a grim expression.

Of the three, he was the only one who was still awake.

The bald kidnapper had a distorted expression, holding a gun, with blood dripping from his head: "Get out - if you don't get out, I'll shoot."

Lydia blinked, took two steps back, and obediently raised her hands as if she was really scared.

"Don't shoot," she said in a crisp, cute voice, "It's not good to waste toys."

The red-haired girl smiled softly, and punched in an instant.

KO

Lydia blew her fist, then kicked the bald kidnapper who rolled her eyes with her toe: [Weak chicken. 】

System: [Lydia, you are awesome! 】

Lydia had grown indifferent to the praise of the system.

She wrinkled her nose, disgusted with the bad smell here.Then he turned his head and looked at the overturned car.

Lydia didn't need to unlock the lock, she turned the handle to open the door, and with a little strength, she violently destroyed the lock.With a smile on her lips, she opened the trunk door, and then waited for a small but lethal bullet.

Lydia dodged the attack by turning slightly sideways, and then pursed her mouth: "Harry, is this how you greet me?"

He still didn't know what happened, and Harry, who managed to break free from the rope in the chaos, was vigilant, with a bewildered expression on his face.

This person... knows me?do i know herWhere is she on?Can't confirm, it's still not safe.

Enduring the dizziness, he held a deformed pistol that was no bigger than a palm in his scratched and even bleeding hand, and his arm was shaking all the time: "—Who are you?"

Lydia was silent for two seconds.

Even with Golden Finger turned on, the little girl still has no way to change herself from a silly white sweet to an old driver.

The two of them froze for a full minute before Lydia withdrew her hand and took a few steps back.

"You can untie the other ropes first," said the red-haired girl, "I'll take care of something too."

"……what?"

Harry was still in the overturned car, his vision blocked.And in Lydia's sight... from the other end of the road, three off-road vehicles drove up.

Lydia was gearing up, and licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, feeling a little excited.

[Points...] She said, [Have you seen the system?For the first time, the first time I saw so many points delivered to my door! 】

System: [...Come on. 】

"Okay," Lydia smiled and rubbed her hands, as if she had picked up something cheap, "Harry is obviously a lucky star, right?"

***

Peter Parker is ready for "everything" - he thinks so.

He was young and too novice, and after seeing Harry's help text message, he couldn't even think about why Harry knew that he was Spider-Man.Peter only knew that he must protect his friend, so he ran out with his bag without even picking up his half-finished homework.

In addition to sending a text message for help, Harry also sent an address.Peter kept his mind blank, staring at the strange address and gritted his teeth secretly.

When he changed into his uniform and flew towards his destination, his foggy brain finally woke up.

Peter is a little tender, but not stupid.He just said that he was concerned about chaos, but now he knows...uh...it's a trap.

The young hero is caught in a dilemma.

Iron Man only came to warn him two days ago not to be too ostentatious, it would bring danger to the lives of ordinary people under the mask, Peter should be careful; but at the same time... as a teenager, he was crazy to prove himself.

Under the mask, Peter's eyes became more and more determined.

He swallowed, guilty and resolutely sent a text message to Mr. Stark, and then fixed everything in his mobile phone and schoolbag to a tree with spider silk.

This is in the forest, it is hidden enough, but unexpectedly there is something like a fortress.

Spider-Man concealed his aura and observed quietly.

He turned around to make sure Harry wasn't there.

...It really is a trap.

It's a good thing he didn't involve his friend.

But there seems to be something wrong... If it is a trap... there is no one here at all?Hmm... The spider sensor told him that there should be a large space under the building, but Peter's main goal was to save Harry, so he decided that it would be better to give this information to Mr. Stark.

He hangs upside down on the outside of the wall, thinking about life.

Shouldn't someone be caught asking how Harry is doing?But the spider sense kept warning him not to enter, and he always felt that there was something here that would threaten Spider-Man.

Peter hadn't made up his mind yet, but he sensed something approaching.

He hid again, staring at the direction of the source of perception seriously, and finally found an armored vehicle with a crooked driving route heading here.

enemy?An enemy with such good driving skills?

Spider-Man observed carefully, and before he could see any doorway, the armored vehicle stopped suddenly, and the doors on both sides were opened.

The brown-haired man in a mess came out and vomited while holding the car door, and the red-haired girl who came out of the driver's seat... She wrinkled her nose and raised a smile: "Ah, the little spider is here!"