Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

The waiter took Lola upstairs, gave her a couple's room with a heart-shaped table top, and presented the menu.

Laura browsed casually and ordered a set meal for couples.

The returning waiter brought her a large drink with two knotted straws stuck in it.

He didn't come in alone.

A woman came in with him.

She looks as tall as 1.8 meters, with long golden orange hair pulled up in a high ponytail, reaching to her knees, and some messy short hair from the metal forehead she wears It hangs down, but it doesn't detract from her heroism at all.

Wheat-colored skin, thick eyebrows, bright dark blue pupils, high nose bridge, plump lips, but it is hard to feel sensuality——

She stepped into the door with big strides, wearing a dark green skirt decorated with gold thread... which looked like armor, and she was carrying a huge sword behind her back.

The waiter quit at some point.

The strange woman stared at Lola with piercing eyes.

A few seconds later, she bit her lower lip with her upper teeth, showing an aggressive smile.

"You're in trouble, little one." She looked down at Laura condescendingly, "Someone paid a high price to arrest you."

Lola bit the straw and looked at the wheat skin stupidly.

"...Oh," she asked in surprise and disappointment, "Isn't that why you came all the way to date me because of my beauty?"

What responded to her was a giant sword that slashed at her head.

——Time is Laura's friend.

This is because, whenever Lola needs it, time will always stay by her side, slowing down the things she wants to see and the scene she wants to understand countless times, as if the whole world is for her wish stop.

This giant sword is extremely wide, with a thick blade, double-sided blades, and a smooth surface like a mirror. However, during the time of stopping, Laura can easily find that the surface of this giant sword is actually not smooth, and even the blade is not smooth. There are countless tiny gaps.

Is it the whistling cold light that gives people the illusion of smoothness, or the clean and unadorned movement of the wheat skin that gives it its extraordinary charm——

It's not clear.

Laura just kept his eyes wide open, carefully and intently looking at the giant sword.

Time and battle have worn it out, but its sharpness needs no proof, just as a lion in his prime needs no hunting to prove his status.

The leather sword hilt is firmly held in the hand by the wheat skin. Even Laura knows that this kind of sword that is as tall as her is a two-handed sword. The correct way is to sweep and slash with both hands, and block when necessary. and stabs.

But the wheat skin was slashed downward with a sword held in one hand.

Her wild strength split the air where the giant sword passed, and the wind and waves fled desperately towards both sides of the direction where her giant sword cut.

The violent currents whitened the air around the skin of the wheat, making it look like the spray and foam on top of a wave.

Her eyes are cold, her lips are tight, her long ponytail is flying like a galloping horse, surrounded by strong winds and waves, a smile has already leaked from her lips, as if she knew the end of the matter the moment she drew the sword .

If an ordinary girl received this sword, perhaps even the air pierced by the giant sword would cause bloodstains to appear on the girl's skin.

But around Rolla, where the hurricane was pointing, there was a small circle of complete vacuum.

This sword cut through the air, set off a storm, and at the same time evacuated the front of the sword into a vacuum.

Rolla is in this part of the vacuum.

Time still stopped for her, but her thinking became extremely fast and extremely sharp. She looked at the scene that had been frozen in front of her, and almost instinctively realized the effect of this sword.

This part of the vacuum completely locked her in place, making her stiff with fear, suffocation, but not enough to hurt her.

At the same time, the vacuum will also reduce the resistance of the giant sword. In this way, no matter whether it is to cut down with a straight sword and split Lola in two, or just stop suddenly in front of Lola, leaving the giant sword on the ground. Any few millimeters from the tip of her nose would be a breeze.

——Behind this seemingly brutal and fierce sword is the fighting skill condensed by countless sweat and tears.

——And she was able to see the technique behind this sword in a very short time, which meant that she undoubtedly possessed outstanding talent.

Talent for fighting.

——Talent and sweat, what is more important?

This question is too broad, and there is no single definite answer to a question that is too broad.

——The answer to this question depends on how high the talent is and how much sweat has flowed.

How talented is I, and how much time has she spent practicing this fighting skill?Luo La thought, watching the huge sword crashing down with a mighty force, hitting right beside her, cutting the gift box she put aside to pieces.

Cut to pieces.

...It contained the certificate she had just bought.

Because it was obvious at a glance that the other party's purpose was not to kill her at all, but most likely just wanted to scare her and let her obediently follow her away, Laura was a little dazed.

Unexpectedly, although Mai Skin really didn't intend to drop the sword on her, he didn't intend to take it back either.

It can be said that Laura was stunned for two or three seconds before she realized that her documents were gone!

All gone!Broken to ashes!

But I can't say how much anger this incident aroused her. Gotham is a city, since you choose to stay, you must think about the consequences of staying. The reason why she came here to make trouble must be because she didn't have time or she couldn't find someone. It didn't mean that her previous robbery was simply written off.

It's better to say that these people waited until now to come to the door, which really surprised Laura.

After the giant sword chopped the gift box, it stopped attacking and hovered over the pink sofa. Laura also took a special look at the pink sofa and found that there was not even a white mark on the sofa, let alone scratches. Leave.

——Is it so light and heavy!

——This wheat skin can be said to be at the pinnacle of combat skills!

Anyway, Lola knew her fighting skills well: she just relied on her speed and brute strength, and she had no fighting skills at all.

But now, she can answer that question that she couldn't answer before.

Which is more important, her talent or the sweat of wheat skin?

The giant sword was still at Laura's side, and the strong wind and waves it aroused blew her loosely buttoned white shirt and lifted her skirt.

Laura raised her hand and held down her skirt.

Then she turned her head to look at the wheat skin - her movements were frozen at the moment when the giant sword hovered, the smile on her lips was about to show, and her dark blue eyes were burning like fire.

The lashes around the blue eyes were very sparse, but they looked stiff and stiff, like sticks gathered into a flame.

Lola raised her other hand and gently pushed the greatsword away from her side.

——The wind, waves and sea tide cut by the giant sword soared with Lola's movements, and then plummeted.

In such a torrent, Lola rose lightly from the small vacuum she was locked in, and her movement broke the soundless and invisible barrier.

Time is still frozen, but Maimai's skin seems to feel something, the smile on her lips is still unrevealed, and the burning pupils are slowly shrinking, her body still shows a kind of tension in the static time And backward trend.

"You are also very talented." Laura said, raising her hand to smooth the broken hair that fell down in front of her eyes. The golden orange hair was as smooth and hard as metal.

Laura put down her hands, and said with regret and regret: "But your talent is far from being comparable to mine."

As her words fell, Luo La grabbed the blade of the giant sword violently, sparks splashed when the sharp blade touched her palm, and Luo La yanked hard, and the giant sword was pulled out so brutally by her. out!

This series of actions happened almost at the same time, with the splashing sparks splashing out together, and the blood drops in the hands of the wheat skin - she held the giant sword too tightly, and Laura's movements were too rough, her The palm of the hand was worn out by the leather wrapped around the hilt to increase friction.

And after Laura finished all these counterattacks, Mai Skin still kept the motion of hovering the sword above the gift box.

She was not unaware of Laura's behavior, but Laura was too fast, and the skills and intuition she had cultivated in countless battles were no match for Laura's speed and strength, so when she woke up, what happened? When did the war come to an end——

The long ponytail of the wheat skin was wrapped several times by Lola in his hand like a rope, and with such a hand, Lola firmly pressed the profile of the wheat skin on the table.

The heart-shaped table is not very cool.

But the humiliation and rage brought about by the failure made every drop of blood inside Maimai's skin burn, just like the first feeling of a scalded person is always "coolness", this humiliation and rage made Maimai's skin tremble violently.

"You're a great fighter, I can feel it," Lola asked. "Who are you?"

Mai Skin bit his lip hard and remained silent.

Laura looked at her, and the wheat skin looked at Laura viciously, with fierce eyes, and at the same time, she was still struggling with all her strength.

Her hands were propped on the tabletop, and cracks had already been pressed on the heart-shaped tabletop. Her feet rested on the small sofa behind her, twisting and deforming the small sofa fixed on the ground, but no matter how hard she struggled, It was impossible to move Lola's hand even half an inch.

Those five slender fingers were deeply sunken in the long golden orange hair.

The long wheat-skinned hair is actually very soft even after being rolled into a ball, inexplicably reminding Lola of the golden fleece in Greek mythology.

It symbolizes wealth, adventure, indomitable will, as well as ideals and the pursuit of happiness.

Wealth, ideals and happiness are not visible from the wheat skin, but the adventurous and indomitable will are obvious... And this simple and straightforward brutality, as well as the obvious style of the female warrior, all make Laura feel vaguely familiar.

——Why did she seem to have learned this kind of knowledge from somewhere?

The author has something to say: Thank you Xinxin Furong, and Ian for throwing a landmine!

Thank you Meow for throwing 1 bazookas!

Thank you Zhiran Confidante for throwing 1 grenade and 1 bazooka!