Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

"What are you doing?" someone asked.

Jess turned her head abruptly, not forgetting to raise the crowbar in her hand, posing a posture that could be both defensive and offensive.

When she turned her head, she saw a boy who was about the same height as her, which Jess had already expected, and she could tell from his voice that there was not much difference in age between him and her.

But the moment she really saw the other party, Jess couldn't help but hold her breath... because the boy who suddenly called out to her was so beautiful.

God knows how Jess could comprehend the "pretty" of the other party at night when she couldn't see her face clearly.

The only thing she could see clearly was the other's hair—the boy had long red hair that covered his chest, and they were fluffy and loose on his shoulders and sides of his cheeks. jump.

Perhaps it was this living brilliance that made Jess think he was beautiful.

Before this, she had never seen anyone who could capture so much from a blurred silhouette.

"You'd better move fast." The boy didn't get an answer from Jess, and he continued casually, "Batman is coming back soon, if you want to get out of him, you can only remove three at most." Tires - there are only two now."

Jess looked at each other warily: "Who are you?"

"Laura," said the boy, "you mean?"

Jess pondered in her heart for a few seconds whether to tell the other party, well, for the sake of him being so elusive and appearing so close: "Jess."

"It sounds like a boy's name," Laura said.

Jess sneered, and replied bluntly, "Better than you sound like a bitch."

"Lola was originally a girl's name." Laura didn't care about Jess's ridicule, "You have a boy's name but it's a girl, I have a girl's name but a boy, wow, how we met Driven by fate."

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Jess gradually realized that this conversation was unlikely to end in a short time, which made her already tense nerves even more fragile, "Listen, if you can't see it— "

"I can tell you're prying the tires on the Batmobile." Lola whistled briskly, "Have courage, I like it."

Before Jess could barely contain his temper, he said, "Need my help?"

10 minutes later, when Batman returned to the original place, what caught his eyes was the Batmobile, which was maintained by fragmentary bricks and dilapidated wooden boards with only the remaining face.

The four places where there should have been tires turned into four black gaps, like four gaping mouths, laughing wildly at his mistake.

Batman: "..."

No one knows how Batman finally got the Batmobile with four tires missing.

Jess and this guy who called himself Laura (she still didn't quite believe that it was really a boy's name) transported four tires together, and finally saw Laura's true face.

Oh shit.She felt right.

He was, indeed, a dangerously handsome boy.

Brilliant red hair and clear green eyes, a small face and a graceful chin, and features that the most discerning critic could not find fault with.

He's too beautiful, but the most amazing thing is not that he is beautiful, but even if he is so beautiful, with long girly hair and a bright green polka-dot jacket - you can still see it at a glance It's a boy.

"Thank you, you're cute too." Lola mumbled as she licked the ice cream.

He stared into Jess's eyes while he ate, which made Jess feel very embarrassed and weird.

"Thank you?" she said gruffly. "I didn't say anything."

"Your eyes are beautiful, blue, just like the ice cream in my hand." Lola held up the ice cream with blue syrup in her hand, "but you have to be careful. Your eyes have already taken you It’s all said and done.”

He looked into Jess's eyes and took another lick of ice cream.Well, that weird feeling is getting stronger.Jess decided to find out what this strange boy was thinking.

"Do you want to go on a date with me?" she asked bluntly.

"Aren't we dating?" Laura asked back.

He ate the ice cream in his hand in two or three bites, and put his eyes on Jess's hand.He asked Jess, "Are you still eating?"

Jess immediately put her head down and ate the hot dog in her hand.

Laura paid for it, he was a treat, Jess was in a dilemma about hot sauce and sweet sauce, and Laura said she could buy two, so now Jess holds a hot dog in both hands, one with hot sauce and one with hot sauce. Add sweet sauce.

She ate the hot dog with sweet sauce first, followed by the hot dog with hot sauce. This seems to be a wrong order, because the hot dog that usually tastes delicious, hot, and spicy just right seems to have grown countless needles and danced on Jess's tongue. As he ate, he panted in a "shasha", his lips and the tip of his nose became red, and there were silky traces of sweat on his forehead.

Laura propped her chin, fascinated, watching Jess eat the hot dog.

"Is it delicious?" He asked knowingly.

"Why did you call me a girl's name?" Jess didn't answer his knowing question. "Your parents thought you were a girl?"

"No." Laura shook her head, "I named myself. I like this name."

He didn't say anything about his parents, so Jess nodded, acquiescing that Laura had no parents.As for the expensive luxury clothes on his body-ha, this is Gotham, and according to his skill, it is not difficult to get these things in Gotham.

Jess didn't want to know more about Laura, she was preoccupied with how to get rid of Bat Tire.She stole a lot, but she dared to say that the four bat tires were the most expensive things she had ever gotten, and selling them would give her at least one whole winter without worrying about money...

"Are you serious? A whole winter?" Laura was stunned when she heard what Jess thought, "One bat tire is enough to feed you for five years—"

One of the four bat tires should belong to Lola, but Lola refuses, thinking that Jess needs the money more than he does.

But now Lola thought it was okay and asked Jess what she was going to do with the tires.

"Of course I know that this thing is expensive enough." Jess said angrily, "But you also have to know that the sale of stolen goods is very serious discount. They bought the murderer to hunt down. It is unknown whether the four tires will be paid or not...and will definitely be tracked down by Batman."

It's a business where the income doesn't match the payment, do it, Jess begins to feel regretful.Her emotions were clearly shown on her face.

She had been whispering in her heart that Lola was the most beautiful boy she had ever seen, but she herself was also very delicate, with big round blue eyes, long and curly eyelashes, a small upturned nose and the same Slightly raised lips -- as cute as an antique doll.

"Oh," Laura made a pitiful voice, "You've had a hard life, little one."

"Don't call me a little guy, fuck it, I'm older than you." Jess was very upset.

"Just because you're as tall as me doesn't mean you're bigger. On the contrary, boys develop later, so it's more likely that I'm bigger than you."

"How old are you?"

"Fourteen," Laura blinked slightly, "What about you?"

"...I'm twelve." Jess said reluctantly with a stinky face, "Don't think I'll call you brother."

Laura tilted her head to look at her, showing a fox-like sly smile.

Because Jess couldn't find a way to sell the stolen goods at a high price and Lola was very skilled at it, the task of selling the four Bat tires was finally handed over to him.

Jess doesn't trust Lola very much - but she seems to have to trust him, given that she really has no way, and Batman's recent pursuit of the person who stole his tires has driven the whole of Gotham to the verge of madness.

I also wonder how happily those Gotham villains would pack up Jess and Lola if someone jumped out at this time and said that he was the one who stole the Bat tires and planned to sell them. In front of Batman.

From this perspective, Laura's suggestion that he find a way to find a seller was undoubtedly helping Jess get out of this huge whirlpool.

Even if he got rid of these four tires, it was just the reward he deserved.

But Jess intuitively knew that Laura would not do this, and he promised her that she would find a good buyer for the goods in hand, sell them at a good price, and return with clean cash that no one could find out the source of. It will definitely be done.

She just didn't expect it would take so long to do this.

It has been two months since I saw Laura again.

The rumors in Gotham have been very tight during this time, and Jess hasn't done much, and even if she did, it was just a little theft.Lola left a lot of money before leaving, and helped Jess build a small shelter in a hidden part of a garbage disposal plant.

Jess hadn't told Laura that she had prepared several of these small hideouts for herself.

what else can we do?For a cute girl who was born in Crime Lane to protect herself, what she needs to do is not a little effort, but an arduous and long-term struggle: the road is full of suffering and temptations that are better at eroding human nature than suffering.

But anyway, she made it through.

"Hey." It was one night that Laura suddenly lifted the iron plate of this small shelter. He casually threw the small box in his hand in front of Jess, and then took out a large pile of hot boxes like a magic trick. paper bag, "I brought you fried chicken, a hot dog, and a Coke—would you like some of my donuts?"

Jess stared at the relaxed Laura with wide-eyed amazement.He was wearing a zebra-like suit with white and black stripes, and a hat of the same series. When he sat cross-legged next to Jess, the pointed toes of his leather boots touched Jess' knees.

"Why do you always dress so pussy," Jess said incredulously, "What's in the box?"

"Cash. Got it from selling tires," Lola replied. "And I don't dress like a pussy—it's called fashion. A country girl with mud on her face has no right to criticize my clothes."

"I'm doing it for safety." Jess retorted while munching on muscles and drinking Coke. She excitedly opened the wooden box that Lola brought back. After witnessing the stacks of neat change in the box, she There was a small scream uncontrollably, "Hooray! That's enough money to get me out of Crime Alley!"

"Where's your mother? Take it with you?" Laura ate all the donuts in the blink of an eye. "I remember you talking about your mother when I came last time."

"She died," Jess said clearly, "just last week. I spent all the money you gave me to bury her."

"Oh." Lola sighed. "It's a pity that she didn't catch up with the good times."

"How did it take you so long? Is there any trouble? Did Batman catch you?" Jess threw out a barrage of questions, "Are you safe now?"

"This thing is definitely not easy to get rid of when it is too close to Gotham, so I went to another hemisphere." Laura propped her chin, watching Jess eat the fried chicken he brought, "I was in the desert. Found the buyer, spent some effort getting out of their tracks, went to Europe to launder the money, ended up in Las Vegas — there was a card at the bottom of the box, and all the money was in there.”

Jess looked at Lola while chewing the chicken, and she smiled as she chewed, and held out the chicken leg she had bitten at Lola.

Lola firmly bit the other side of the chicken leg, and took a bite of the meat firmly. He also smiled, and while chewing profusely, tilted his head, watching Jess retract his hand, and continued to eat the chicken leg as if nothing had happened. .

While eating, he suddenly said, "You are so small."

"How old are you? Damn you are only two years older than me, don't pretend to be old."

"You swear too much."

"My pleasure!"

"Are you still going to live in Gotham?"

"Yeah," said Jess, "it's a shitty city, but this is my home."

"It's a pity." Lola said, blinking, "I'm leaving."

Jess paused in turning over the change in the box, and then she said, "...bye."

"I thought you would go with me." Laura's tone was full of disappointment. "Aren't you coming with me? Your father has long since disappeared, and your mother has also died. Come with me."

"No."

"Okay then," Laura said.

He sat cross-legged, with his shoulders tucked in, watching Jess rough and fiercely biting the fried chicken, chewing it hard and swallowing it——

"Are you angry?" Laura asked again.

"I'm not angry." Jess replied coldly. "Why am I angry? Who am I angry with? What right do I have to be angry?"

"You can be mad at me," Laura said seriously, "I like you."

"I don't like you," said Jess, "so I'm not mad at you."

But she knew it wasn't the truth, she was lying, she was really angry just now, that kind of anger was completely groundless and unreasonable.

She and Lola were not particularly close friends at best, they met in a certain alley in Gotham at best, stole the tires of the Batmobile together, and then she was determined to believe that this strange beautiful boy left with the tires Will come back with the money, and then he really lived up to her trust and came back after all the hard work.

Other than that, they have nothing to do with each other, at most, after Laura left, she would curse this beautiful boy with the most vicious sentences she knew when she was hungry and cold, and regretted countless times why she believed in a man who met by chance. Stranger—just because he's got pretty red hair and green eyes and a pretty smile?Stupid!

"Then you're mad at yourself," Laura said, his voice still sounding carefree. "Don't be mad. Look, I've brought you a present."

Laura put one hand behind her back, and when she took it out, it turned into a fist.

Jess moved closer to him curiously.

Laura cupped Jess's face with loose fists, and he lowered his head, kissing her lips lightly before Jess could react.