When that evil hand grasped the wrist of the red-haired girl Bai Nen, Lydia hadn't reacted for a moment.

Although her past was not good, she has always been used to looking at the world with a kind side, as if she had a special filter in her eyes.

Mr. Herbert... Isn't he a teacher?

Isn't he an excellent teacher who has been in the school for more than 20 years and is loved by students?

Although Lydia is a little naive, she is really not a fool.

Her wrist was pulled, and her movements were restricted. With her little strength, she couldn't break free from the tall and burly Herbert, who was still a head taller than the red-haired girl despite her age.

Lydia's expression became stiff, she tried her best to smile at Herbert, her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Hm, Mr. Herbert, no need, I, I'd better not disturb your work, go back first."

"What are you going back in a hurry for?" Herbert's voice was elongated, and the rough fingertips of his other hand had already touched Lydia's cheek, "It's agreed after-school tutoring, I'll teach you, how about it?" ?”

The system exploded: [What a fart! 】

Lydia was a little confused.

Herbert had already pulled up her other hand and fixed them together in his palm. Lydia's eye circles instantly turned red, and she struggled so little that it didn't cause any trouble.If there is no system, she is indeed the criminal's favorite crime target - timid and easy to control.

But now, she has a system.

The red-haired girl had red eye circles, but she didn't shed a single tear.She was still making the last struggle: "Old, teacher, you——stop making trouble. I'm afraid."

Herbert reveals his perverted side.

He is almost 60 years old. Although he is physically strong, his face is full of wrinkles.The deeper he smiled, the more creases he made, his voice lowered, and his tone drawn out: "Afraid? It's okay to be afraid. I just like you to be afraid. Be good, be obedient, the teacher will not hurt you, we will do what you like, and I will bring you Come and be happy, how good? Come, call me."

As he spoke, he laughed even more disgustingly, and his rough palms were about to reach out to Lydia's chest.

The girl struggled as hard as she could, and freed an arm. Her wrist was too red, but the nails that hadn't been trimmed recently left a few bloodstains on Herbert's arm.

Herbert's face turned ferocious, and he looked even more fierce.Cursing and swearing, the salty pig's hand retracted and turned into a slap, about to slap the girl in the face.

At this critical moment, the system couldn't stand it any longer.

It happened that there was only 1 point left in the points, which was just enough to give Lydia a golden finger.

A strange yet vaguely familiar force swept through her body again. For Lydia, it was gradually filled with power, but for Herbert, it was only a moment. His hands were dozens of miles away from the girl's face. cm.

There was a malicious and cheerful smile on his face, and the next second, the smile froze on his face.

The situation reversed in an instant.

Herbert's arm was held in Lydia's palm, and no matter how hard the tall man tried, he couldn't break free from the girl's white and tender palm, which was only half the size of his palm.

Lydia has changed.

The gray-green gradually deepened, and her eyes turned into a deep and mysterious green, the same as when she opened the golden finger last time; the girl had no makeup on her face, she just tilted her head and curled the corners of her lips. She was completely different.

The bully bunny girl changed from prey to predator in an instant.

Her voice has changed.

The crisp and pleasant voice is usually suppressed because of his timidity, and it was only revealed at this time.

She shook her wrist casually, and her left hand, which had just been grabbed, was free again.

The red-haired girl smiled, her green eyes narrowed slightly: "Come on, call me."

The voice is not loud, but it is loud.

Because just as she finished speaking, the girl closed her palms neatly, and the disgusting wrist made a crisp, bone-breaking sound.

Howls sounded like slaughtering pigs.

The girl paused, frowning slightly, not very satisfied.

Herbert wanted to snatch back his wrist, but the pain was so severe that he howled dryly and his legs were limp.

Lydia had a disgusted look on her face.

She curled her lips, her straight long legs raised a perfect arc, and the soles of her shoes hit the "red heart".

The howling stopped abruptly.

The pained expression on the man's face was already stiff, his wrinkled skin twitched, his eyeballs protruded, and his lips quivered, like a fish about to be sunburned to death.

Lydia shook off her broken wrist, took two steps back, tidied up her messed up clothes, then folded her arms around her chest, looking at Herbert who cried even more heart-piercingly after losing his voice for three seconds.

She smiled sweetly, like a big bad wolf disguised as a little white rabbit: "Well, it doesn't sound good at all, can you shut up?"

Herbert, who was counter-killed, seemed to be strangled by the neck, and the screams were stuck in his throat.

Lydia was satisfied.

She casually took out the roll just now, placed the thin paper on top of Herbert's head, and pressed his hair through the roll:

"Come on, if you like me, I will come to teach you a lesson today."

Lydia looked at the thin and weak girl, and stepped on his ankle: "Kneel well, don't make trouble for me."

Herbert rolled his eyes and almost passed out holding his wrists.

The girl stepped lightly and stood on his back: "Don't faint in a hurry, let's have a good talk."

As she spoke, she took Herbert's mobile phone from the table and directly dialed the police number.

"This is Metropolitan XX Boarding School," Lydia reported the location clearly with a clear voice, "I caught a criminal who attempted rape."

The operator seemed to have a few more words to Lydia, but the girl who was in a particularly swollen Goldfinger state had already put the phone aside and jumped on Herbert's back.

"Tell me, teacher." The girl's tone was full of sarcasm, "Isn't it the first time you are so proficient?"

Herbert only felt that there was an elephant dancing on his back.

He let out a breathless cry for help, and when Lydia stopped, he called out.

This is a boarding school.

He has been a teacher for 20 years.

Relying on his convenient status as a teacher, he has hurt nearly 20 young girls in the past [-] years.And he was "cautious", and the "prey" he chose were all timid and shy girls, each of them was as he wished, no matter what he suffered, he did not dare to speak out, and could only survive in school in despair, until graduation.

And he can choose his favorite prey among the next class of students.

The more Lydia listened, the brighter the smile on her face.

She felt disgusted even touching this scumbag, so she took out the sportswear from her schoolbag and tore it in half, wrapped her fists, and beat him up hard.

If it wasn't for her gold finger that could only be turned on for 10 minutes, she might break a few more bones in him.

While trembling, the system stopped her: [Li, Lydia, you... you better stop beating, you haven't learned how to beat people, if you beat him indiscriminately, you may be killed by internal bleeding. 】

The indignant girl stopped.

She will not kill people, even if she is a scum, she will not dirty her hands.

Herbert calculated the time. No one would pass by at this time. He originally wanted to make Lydia unable to call for help, but this time he had no way to call for help.

He has passed out.

Lydia kicked on the desk, and all the desks fixed on the ground were moved. The mobile phone that called the police fell from it and hit the ground, blacking out the screen.

Lydia clenched her fists, no more smiles on her face, her deep green eyes were stubborn, and the shallow mole at the corner of her eyes became firm:

"You're right, I have to learn how to hit people."

Lydia didn't know what she was thinking, but she knew that she could stop pretending nothing happened.

She has been helped before, and she should help others too.

"You said that my mission is to protect the peace of the earth, and your theme is 'criminal punishment'. The mission target is all criminals or those who violate moral rules and laws to a certain extent, right?"

The system repeats: [Yes, according to my plan, we can start to build a good relationship with the superheroes, and then rely on their strength to get more points.Good job Lydia, you can get 2 points today. 】

Lydia interrupted it: [No, your plan is useless. 】

The system let out an awkward duck call, quack.

Lydia opened her palms, then clenched her fists: [What's the use of counting on superheroes?I might as well come in person.Don't you have your golden finger?I'm going to beat these bastards down, lol. 】

This "hehe" scared the system to death.

The system let out an ah, and quickly changed the subject: [Ha ha ha, look, I'm right, he's a criminal. 】

Lydia: "..."

Got it, but if you want to say that my brother is a villain again, I still want to talk to you forever.

Herbert was on his last breath, lying unconscious on the ground; and Goldfinger's 10 minutes were fleeting.

When the strength in the body disappeared, the girl degenerated from a carnivore to a soft and cute bunny.

Although the eyes are gray-green, the eye circles are red.

The "transformation" time ended, and the weak emotions came up again.

The girl hugged herself, took a few steps back, and squatted down against the wall.

There are still some passionate and angry emotions left, and the ambition to beat up the villains all over the world is still brewing in Lydia's mind.

She knows what to do.

But now she is afraid.

So scared.

I'm so scared...

Her hands were shaking, she took out her cell phone from her pocket, struggled mentally for a long time, and made a call.

After only two rings, a calm male voice came from the microphone, with faint concern.

"Lydia?"

The girl burst into tears: "Brother——"

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