[Comprehensive British and American] The villain is beaten daily

For the first time, Lex Luthor began to doubt his hearing.

What did she say?

It was probably because Lex lost his composure and became surprised and uncertain, which really entertained the half-dark girl. The girl laughed softly, and even those dark green eyes narrowed slowly, revealing half of them. The face looked lazy and excited.

Lydia slowly leaned down, a slight blush appeared on her fair face, she repeatedly licked her lips, making the already red color even more intense red, almost dripping blood, the whole picture His face was enlarged in front of his brother, he raised his leg by the way, and stepped on Lex's chest with one foot. He didn't use too much force, but he was domineering enough.

"Let me say," Lydia's voice changer was developed under the guidance of the system, fixed on the neckline, and exerted a little pressure on the neck to make the voice different in subtleties, "I'll give you ten seconds, Do you want to call Superman to save you?"

Well, the voice was so low when he said his name, he probably wouldn't come over.

Lex: "..."

Almost everyone knows that Luthor and Superman don't get along.

As far as those watching the fun know, they don't seem to have any deep hatred, it seems that they just don't like it.

But for Lex, unless it's really a matter of life and death - he still cherishes his own life - why don't let him ask that damned alien for help?

impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.

He tried his best to calm himself down, and smiled leisurely again, as if Lydia's threats were completely useless.

Then he was really beaten by Lydia.

Luther: "..."

If it's just an ordinary "kidnapper", Lex may still have a fight.Although his tall and strong figure is said to be obtained through fitness training, not practice, he has also been guided by professionals.

It's a pity that what he encountered was "non-human".

Lydia finally beat the sandbag violently, vented her depression seriously, and then carried the sandbag and sent him back to the company.

Lex preferred to be alone, so the boss disappeared for so long without being noticed by the security staff.

Lydia threw the bastard brother on the sofa and threatened him seriously: "Luther, you know what I'm talking about. Whatever you are planning, stop."

The younger sister did her brother a little bit of face, she didn't slap him in the face, but from the face alone, apart from sweating a little and the corners of his eyes twitching, Lex was almost unharmed.

He watched the red-haired and black-clothed Lilith disappear from the window of the high-rise building. He was silent for a few minutes before standing up from the sofa with staggering steps.

He tore off the tie that bound his wrist with his teeth, and threw all the things that could be smashed in the office to the ground, leaving a mess on the ground.

The communication channel that had failed before could be used normally again, and he cut off the long-overdue security communication without saying a word.

The metropolis under the night sky is still a bustling city.

Lex stood at the window, looking down at the city under the night.This city seems to be free, but also seems to be completely in the hands of someone, with nowhere to escape.

He saw thick smoke billowing in the distance, saw a blue-red figure flashing away, and clenched his fists tighter and tighter.

This city, this world, obviously... could be better.

Those aliens, those damn masked vigilantes, none of them should exist, should have disappeared from this world in the first place, forever.

He didn't care about the flesh and blood wounds on his body, picked up the computer from the mess, and turned it on.

That completely different chat window is always open, and the last sentence is from the other party.

——"How are you thinking about it?"

The cursor flickered in the dialog box, and Lex finally typed the word "deal".

He may have been dazzled by anger or other emotions. If he was calm as usual, he would probably still have doubts about the person who came to him, and he would carefully confirm his identity.

Because this guy who came to the door suddenly seemed like a mist hidden in the water mist, even Lex had no way to find out his identity.

But now...he couldn't wait.

He can't wait to extract value from what he's got from the universe, when there's no way back for him.

I don't know how long it took, but the sky was already bright, and the window on the laptop finally had new news.

"Pleasant to work with."

"Cooperation - pleasure."

Speaking happily, Loki really showed a happy smile on his face, and then slowly took off a rusty ring from his finger.

It was early morning, a winter morning with snowflakes.

After being punished by Odin, both he and his unlucky brother had the physiques of people in the atrium. Loki opened the curtains and was almost shivering when he was blown by the cold wind.

But he didn't.

Because he looked down and saw a group of superheroes running around the Avengers base.

Headed by Captain America, followed by his hot-blooded brother, Hawkeye and Bruce Banner who was dragged by him, and finally the Scarlet Witch who has not yet woken up is held in the arms of the twins Quicksilver. Speed ​​moves the body.

Especially the one at the beginning, who is only wearing a thin short-sleeved T-shirt, which is not pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at it.

It's...interesting.

The atrium was really, more and more interesting to him, even more interesting than his later days in Asgard.

The water that had been left on the bedside overnight had already cooled down, but Loki picked it up without paying much attention, drank it in one gulp, played with the ring, and reopened Shakespeare's play.

It's true that he is an Atrium man now, but it's not that he can't use magic props.

The atrium was different than he had imagined.It's not like a thousand years ago, when a little display of power would be considered a miracle.People in the atrium are not easy to fool at all.

Fortunately, he can create opportunities.

Thor's mind is not so fine, but Loki will observe some things he does not pay attention to.For example, the thing that almost landed in Asgard, but was changed by him.

The small ship carrying the sealed, almost unkillable "monster".

The cabin kept sending out "please stay away" signals—fortunately, the atrium—that is, the earth, hadn't really stepped into the universe yet, and didn't understand the language.

So, Lex Luthor helped him a lot, not only brought this thing back to Earth, but also quietly hid it.

Otherwise, if someone who understands hears it...it won't be fun.

The black-haired, green-eyed fiend was reading Coriolanus, and had finally read the play to the end.

He witnessed the death of the hero, and with a slight smile on his face, he closed the book.

***

Lydia sat on the bed, covered by the warm quilt, with a complicated expression on her face.

The system greeted her with a smile: [Did you sleep well last night, Lydia? 】

Lydia: [You guess. 】

The system couldn't recognize the cheerful laughter: [Congratulations, Lydia, doesn't it feel good to beat up the villain? 】

Lydia: [Hehe. 】

Then she collapsed on the bed, wrapped herself in the comforter, and rolled around.

Every day, every day!

I really beat my brother up!personally!

The little girl spread out her white palms, took a deep breath, and took another deep breath.

Although she already knew that there would be such a result, Lydia still couldn't describe her current mood.

Forget it, what's the use of thinking so much?

Thinking of how her brother had already created all kinds of weapons or something before she noticed it, even the mechanical bionic man he saw yesterday, and that he wanted to clone himself?Lydia shivered subconsciously, and clenched her fists again.

【I have to bring him back to the right path,】 She expressed her thoughts with the system, 【He is my brother after all. 】

The system doesn't care at all.

Only its gods and goddesses will captivate it.

The little girl rubbed her hair, then sighed: [Lex really, definitely won't ask Superman to help him. 】

The system responded to her with a hmm, and then changed the subject.

【Lydia, since you know that Clark is Superman,】 it is very serious, 【What are you going to do? 】

Lydia didn't answer.

She finally got up from the bed and opened the curtains.

It was already dawn, and because of the temperature difference, the glass was covered with mist.

Lydia wiped away the traces on the glass with her sleeve, looking at the white snowflakes falling outside the window, thinking.

"I think……"

The tip of her nose twitched.

"Superman is actually a good guy," she said.

Needless to say?That's Superman!

The system seemed a little excited: [Then? 】

"Then?"

Lydia stretched her waist: "He doesn't know that I am Lilith, right?"

There was a sweet smile on the girl's face.

"Then let's play with him," she seemed to be talking to herself, her clear voice stretched out the tone, and it was so sweet that it seemed to have been mixed with too much honey, "Anyway, I like his taste."

The system couldn't help shivering.

Always, always feel that something is wrong.

Was its host turned on some strange switch?

Yes, the system, the previous weakness was just to adapt to the past life.Now Lydia finally has the ability to survive, and her repressed nature gradually emerges.

Lydia didn't know the system's dangerous ideas, she just obediently went to work at Kingsman, plus learned new cutting skills.On the other hand, when I got off work, I touched my chin, bought coffee and came to the door.

Kingsman got off work much earlier than the newspaper office.

The newspaper office of the "Daily Planet" is a landmark building in the metropolis.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and night falls quickly in winter.

Lydia wore light colors and a fluffy scarf today, looking cute and cute.

When it was getting dark, I found the door.

She didn't know where Clark's office was, but she could ask, and she was led by another reporter to Superman's office.

"Eh? I saw him just now." The colleague was a little puzzled, and glanced at his watch again, "It's not time yet, he must still be there. Why does he open the window on a cold day?"

"It's okay, I'll just wait for him here, thank you."

She knew that Clark wasn't there, after all, she didn't capture that warm and generous atmosphere.

But that's okay, he'll be back anyway.

So, when Superman, who prevented a car accident and even picked up the cat that couldn't get down the tree, returned to the office and was about to clock out of get off work, he hovered outside the window in a daze, completely hiding his existence under the cover of night.

Why is Lydia here?

Why are the windows closed for me?