[Comprehensive British and American] The villain is beaten daily

When Lydia first met Lex Luthor, it was more than a year ago, and she was almost killed at that time.

The little girl was picked up from a garbage dump, and her adoptive mother only had a fake name like Lilith.

Lilith told Lydia that one day it snowed, she went home early, and when she passed the garbage dump, she heard a baby crying like a cat. wash off.It was found to be a little girl, so she was given a name like "Lydia".

The enchanting woman didn't want to give the little girl her own surname, so she changed the name on the tag she had when she was picked up and used it as her surname.

By the way, little Lydia lived to be three and a half years old with the money exchanged for the small tag of unknown material.

Lydia grew up on the lower neighbourhood, but always seemed out of place.Lilith was a wandering warbler, and Lydia died when she was seven or eight years old, leaving her with nothing in time, and taught her nothing.

Lydia has been in poor health since she was a child, and she doesn't like to go out, because she is bullied when she goes out, and Lilith doesn't care about her when she is busy. The little girl can only live in the cheap rented apartment watching the TV all day , nutrition can not keep up, thin and small.

When Lilith just died, she also wanted to muster up the courage to resist those who bullied her, but in the end, let alone success, she almost lost her life.If it weren't for someone who couldn't bear to bully children and fished her out, not only the things left by Lilith, but Lydia might also be sold.

The little girl was rescued again.

It wasn't the first time in her life that she was rescued either.

Later, she got used to being bullied, used to being timid and shy, and learned to hug her head to protect her internal organs when she was beaten.

Lydia seemed to be terrified of being beaten, and the rebellion that she had taken too far had been completely forgotten.

She became less and less existential, quiet, obedient, well-behaved, and less and less courageous.

Later, she was picked up and raised again in Hell's Kitchen in New York.Because the boy who "worked" before had his arm broken, the "adoptive father" forced Lydia to become a pickpocket.

At that time, she was still thin and small, and the short ginger hair made her look depressed. Her eyes were full of tears, and she failed as soon as she made a move.As soon as the hand was stretched out, the intention was seen through, and then the violent victim pressed him to the ground and beat him.

That's when Lex Luthor spotted her.

Lydia never forgot the first time she met Lex.

The person who was arrogantly pulling a child to beat him up was dragged away by the bodyguard. Lex touched one knee, and gently pulled the girl's hand holding her head away with his warm palm.

Lydia looked up in a daze, and met those green eyes that were slightly similar to her own.

The man's back was facing the sun, and the sunlight hitting his body, especially his head, made him look like a god.

With a low voice, he hugged the thin and frail girl.

The clothes on Lydia's body had been washed white, and were stained with her own blood.When her body flew into the air, her first reaction was to wrap her arms around the man's neck, and the next second she retracted her arms in fear, her immature face was full of horror and shrinking.

The man squinted his eyes, but his hands were still steady.

"Don't be afraid," he said, "I am your brother."

I'm afraid Lex won't know how much Lydia wants to have relatives.

The girl's gray-green eyes were almost full of hope, and her voice was small and hoarse, full of expectation: "You...you are Lex?"

"I'm."

Lydia knows the origin of "Lexie", and she expects that every "Lexy" will be her relatives.And now, she's finally found her Lex.

The little girl couldn't bear it anymore, hugged her brother and cried uncontrollably, convulsed from crying, and then passed out.

This was the first and last time she cried in front of Lex Luthor.

Ah no, it's not the last time, because now there is a second time.

Lex Luthor's chubby little sister, who had been raised for more than a year, could barely breathe on the phone, and he stood up from the desk in an instant on the other end of the microphone.

Lydia is soft, very soft, as soft as a bunny that shrinks when poked.But the little girl also has her own survival principles.

Lydia was especially prone to crying.

She was born with well-developed tear ducts, and Lex remembered how she cried every day when he was a teenager, when his father first brought the little baby back.

Later, when she was taken away by her mother and said she was lost, the family was quiet for a long time.Until he finds her and takes her back.

He thought Little Crying Bag would continue to cry, but after finding her back, Lydia often wanted to cry, especially, but she held back.

She didn't want to cry.

So, crying like this on the phone...something must have happened.

Lex's face was gloomy, but his voice was gentle and concerned in Lydia's ears: "What's wrong?"

Lydia hiccupped from crying.

The 15-year-old girl still trusts her only relative very, very much.Although the system has proven that "villains" exist, Lydia also prefers Lex.

She was sobbing, with a particularly nasal voice, and she recounted what happened just now.

Lydia didn't care if she caused trouble for Lex.Sobbing, she made a request in a trembling voice: "Brother, can you come and pick me up?"

Lex comforted her a few words and agreed to her.

He hung up the phone.

Luther's current appearance is completely different from that of Lydia's elder brother.His eyes were gloomy, and his eyes did not fall, as if he was staring at the darkness.

Doctor Fedorov, who came to report the results of the experiment, pushed his glasses and glanced at the secretary who was following Luther.

Lex Luthor tapped on the table with his fingertips: "Contact the Metropolitan Police Department."

The secretary is a blond girl with long blonde curly hair, she looks a little cold: "In the name of the congressman, or in the name of the Lex Group?"

After being glanced sullenly by the boss, the secretary nodded: "I see."

She leaves the office.

Dr. Fedorov glanced at the gloomy Lex Luthor, looking a little curious: "Your sister, do you really want to keep it?"

Lex snorted: "It can be regarded as looking for more than ten years, obedient, there is nothing wrong with raising it."

"Oh, I thought you suddenly wanted to play some kind of brother-sister relationship, increasing the election rate and so on."

Lex walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the whole city from the office on the top floor, along with Gotham next door.

He put his hands behind his back, with a disdainful expression:

"No. She's a 'Lexie', not a 'Luthor'. I do things, when do I need something like this to help me?"

Lex smiled and turned around: "But I have already raised her, if you want to touch her...you have to ask me."

It's not the first time the doctor has cooperated with Luthor, he nodded inwardly.

Well, don't you care a little bit?I thought you were just playing with it.

***

Fifteen minutes later, Lydia had calmed down and wiped away her tears.

The red-haired girl wiped her face, stood up, put her things in her schoolbag, then picked up a pen, walked up to Herbert and poked him.

Didn't move.

Looks like he's really passed out.

Lydia looked at him, then at her own white palm, and whispered to the system: "I called the police, will the police come to arrest him?"

The system is decisive: [No problem! 】

Lydia licked her lips: "Then... what should I do now?"

The system didn't have any idea for a while.

As a result, only a few minutes later, Lydia just decided to come out of the room first, when she froze, the girl rushed to the street.

Pain Pain Pain Pain!

The sequelae of the golden finger opening came to the door again, and Lydia's expression was distorted, and the circles of her eyes became redder.

She just wanted to ask the system if it could make her body more comfortable, but when she thought that it took 48.5 points to get it done in the morning, and then remembered the pitiful 2 points she just got, Lydia fell silent.

It's uncomfortable on the body, but fortunately, it's not that uncomfortable if you don't move.

Lydia lay on the ground for a few more minutes, waiting for the belated arrival of the Metropolitan Police.

There were even sharp-eyed reporters who came with the police.

When Lydia was lying on the ground in a daze, she vaguely heard footsteps.Then someone shouted outside the door, asking the criminal to open the door.

The red-haired girl moved her neck with difficulty, looking at the unconscious teacher Qin Beast, the girl let out a cry.

"...open the door."

The sound is too low, no one can hear it.

Lydia hadn't spoken aloud for a long time.She thought for a while, raised her voice, and shouted again.

The locked office door was forced open.

A few police officers in the uniform of the Metropolitan Police Department with guns in their hands were watching out at the door. Seeing the mess in the office, they froze for a while, put away their guns and walked in.

There were only two people in the room, a poor young girl, and a... criminal who was beaten to the point of being bloodied and comatose.

The police officers all looked at Lydia, probably feeling that the scene was different from what they had imagined.

The female police officer who came along helped the limp little girl out of the office. The police all came, and the school was in chaos. It's worse in the morning.

School doctor: "..."

Lydia's eye circles were still red, and she cried at the first sight, but when she looked again, her wrist was slightly bruised and there were several scars on her body, she was pitiful.

But compared to the former colleague who was carried out on a stretcher just now, the school doctor really didn't know what to say.

He applied some medicine to Lydia's wrist, and Lydia followed into the ambulance, accompanied by a young female police officer, who seemed to be taking her to the hospital for a proper examination.

As for why the victim was less injured than the criminal...

Why think so much!Victims are victims!A criminal is a criminal!Hold on!

The ambulance roared and drove out of the school. Lydia was still in severe pain, sitting motionless on the stool, her face could only be pressed against the glass and she didn't care.

After confirming that he was safe, he wrapped himself in a blanket and warmed up.Finally, Lydia's mood stopped fluctuating so much, and she turned back into a cute bunny girl, but her eyes kept looking out curiously.

She seemed to see a flashing light go off, and it looked like school would be on the news soon.

Lydia thought, distracting herself.

At this moment, the system made a gasping sound as if it had taken the wrong medicine.

Lydia: [What's wrong? 】

System: [Hiss - don't talk and let me slow down, I see my male god! 】