The world needs more heroes

Philomena grew up with punches and kicks. Of course, this does not mean that her adoptive parents committed domestic violence against her, but a child who no one cares about and no one cares about naturally has to make plans for herself.

Therefore, she can be said to be very proficient in close combat.

But unlike the girl's haughty appearance, her actions have always been well-planned and very cautious, which led to the fact that when she first came into contact with the Overwatch system, the first character she fell in love with was [Sombra] .

It has been several weeks since I have been in contact with the Overwatch system. While trying to find a way to get rid of this troublesome thing, Philomena also observed the entire system with the idea of ​​knowing yourself and the enemy, at least understanding This system looks like a game system, but it can be used by Philomena in the real world for unknown reasons.

Under a lot of hesitation, Philomena, who couldn't see death without saving her, gritted her teeth, and chose the character [Sombra] with extremely powerful abilities in the eyes of the girl.

In the background story of this system, the technological development of the world is faster than that of Philomena, and [Sombra], the girl whose real name is Olivia Cromar is a girl with powerful A war orphan with hacker skills, she tries to take over the world by controlling technology.

Sombra has three active small skills, hacking, optical camouflage, and displacement teleportation. These skills can be called life-saving skills.

Hacking can invade the enemy, making it temporarily unable to use small skills or ultimate skills. According to the understanding of the past few days, projection in reality is to temporarily paralyze the enemy. If the enemy uses high technology, it can even use the opponent's weapon for itself Used.

The function of optical camouflage is very simple, that is, stealth, speed up movement, and eliminate the sound of movement, but it will still be detected when it is too close to others, so it is a test of Philomena's hiding skills.

Displacement teleportation is even more amazing. Anyway, Philomena can't understand why this skill can instantly transfer herself from one place to the marked place. This is simply a must-have skill for life-saving.

Philomena's finger touched the weird tattoo on her left wrist, and in the next second, the beautiful young girl seemed to be wiped away from the original place, just like a one-click dress-up in the game.

Instead of Philomena, there is a Latin girl with gorgeous eye makeup. Her long hair is combed to one side, and purple strange crystals are regularly scattered in the hair, which looks a bit cyberpunk. beauty.

The sharp and short cry only appeared for a while, but even if the fear contained in it was too subtle, it would not be ignored by Philomena.

She is not a person who is good at socializing. It is better to say that from the moment she was born, the word loneliness was firmly engraved in Philomena's bone marrow, so she can vaguely remember a pair of single mothers living next door. It's not easy for women.

That little girl looked timid.

Philomena, who was wearing a black shadow shell, looked out through the window, blinked her slender eyelashes, and disappeared in place in the next second.

Nancy Gerrard is the director of the personnel department of the Stark Group. Her excellent ability makes her invincible at work, and her only daughter is also well-behaved and cute.Although they divorced because their relationship with their ex-husband was no longer there, the two will also attend parent meetings together for the sake of their only daughter, Wei Na. Generally speaking, they are very happy.

Her generous salary is enough for Nancy to buy this second-story villa in Manhattan with all the money after the divorce, but at the same time, it also makes her be targeted by robbers.

Nancy's terrified screams were quickly forced back by the knife on her daughter's neck. The woman shivered and squatted down as the robber wanted, with the bag hooked in her arm running along her weak legs. The action slid to the ground with a crisp slap.

"Very well, don't make any noise, otherwise I don't know what will happen to your daughter." The muscular man with a black mask on his face was named Simmons Percy, holding a gun in his hand.

Simmons and his accomplice Douglas Garcia have been lurking in this block for several days, eyeing Nancy Gerrard, a high-level executive with a good salary, and the seemingly weak man next door with both parents dead. Little girl Philomena Ourson.

But after a few days of inquiries, the robbery gang gave up on the little girl who lived alone.

"The little girl should be easier to deal with, big brother?" When drawing up the action plan, Simmons asked Douglas puzzledly, and got a reply from a man who has always been more careful in planning: "The little girl's adoptive parents are here. Died during the alien invasion last month, and she bought the house with their insurance money and Stark compensation."

Simmons didn't speak. He thought he wouldn't put himself in a more dangerous situation because of the poor life of the little girl, so he waited for Douglas to explain.

Sure enough, Douglas continued: "How much money do you think a little girl who buys a house with most of her wealth can get away with? Of course, the woman with a child is even better... Don't forget, she is from the Stark Group senior executives."

That's right, a little girl can't spend much money even to save her life, far worse than this single mother with her daughter.

Besides, according to the information they got, the woman's ex-husband also ran a restaurant with a good profit, and they could get more money than robbing the little girl.

Simmons, who was holding the mother and daughter hostage in the living room, did not relax his vigilance. After he and Douglas tied the two up, he held his gun tightly and asked Douglas, who had obtained the safe code, to go upstairs to find the safe, while he stayed silent. Let the wind in place.

Just then, a slight sound caught his attention.

"Click." A small stone rolled out from the open kitchen floor, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.

Nancy and Wei Na who were tied up shivered together, they were so tied up that they couldn't make any movements at all.

So Simmons narrowed his eyes slightly, held the gun vigilantly and hid behind the wall, slightly pushed his head out of the wall, and looked at the quiet kitchen.

A frightening silence spread in the space, Simmons felt his scalp getting tighter and tighter, and his hair stood on end slightly.

The man raised his voice and shouted: "Brother! Something is wrong here!"

The voice went up the stairs, and there was a faint echo in the empty space without anyone, and it became extremely strange at this moment.

"Boom." The dull sound of a heavy object hitting the hearts of the three of them, Simmons's pupils shrank slightly, his hands holding the gun were slightly wet with sweat, and the man yelled: "Come out!" ! Otherwise I will kill these two women!"

"Oh? Really?" A voice with a playful tone came from above his head, and Simmons looked up suddenly but saw nothing, not even a fly on the white ceiling.

It took only two seconds for him to turn his head, and when Simmons came back to his senses, his shoulder was gently tapped.

A hard feeling stuck to his head, and even through the mask, Simmons could definitely feel that it was a gun.

His cold sweat flowed down in an instant. The summer room was obviously very stuffy, but he felt chills all over his body, and he didn't dare to move.

Simmons, who suddenly appeared behind him, was naturally invisible, but Nancy's mother and daughter could see clearly.

Wei Na, who wanted to scream, suddenly thought of what her father had said to her. It was once when she was watching the news, Spider-Man helped the police rescue the hostages kidnapped by bank robbers.

According to the video recorded by passers-by, Spider-Man had sneaked in quietly, but because a child relaxed and cried, the robbers noticed Spider-Man.

Although there were no casualties that time, I heard that Spider-Man was a little limping when he left, and he seemed to have been shot.

"When the hero protects us, Wei Na must also remember to protect the hero." Dad gently tidied Wei Na's drooping hair, and said in admonishment.

An instant memory flashed by, Wei Na forcibly held back the scream that was about to exit, while Nancy stared nervously in the direction of the robber.

The girl in purple definitely appeared in their house suddenly. Even though she was tied up, Nancy was always looking for a chance to get out of trouble. She kept her eyes on the kidnapper's position, so she was taken aback when the girl appeared. .

Is it a superpower?

The gun in the girl's hand was pressed against the robber's head. She reached out and tapped the robber's shoulder until she spoke for the second time.

"Will you give it a try?"