Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

On the day I went to Iceberg Restaurant, it was raining lightly in Gotham City.

Laura moved all her clothes into Artemis' wardrobe. Artemis' vest, T-shirt, and jeans were in one grid, and Laura's colorful skirts were in another—she had been picking for a long time. Only then did I pick out clothes that I was slightly satisfied with.

Because she was going to meet a "boss", Laura wore a classic black long dress, with only a golden pearl flower embellished on her chest.

Artemis glanced at Laura, shook his head and said, "This bead flower is too simple for you."

"Isn't my beauty enough to decorate this dress?" Laura replied very smugly, "Clothes and jewelry are not important to me. As far as I am concerned, my bones are the most beautiful, followed by muscles and meridians. It's my flesh—and as for the clothes that cover it, that's the last thing worth mentioning."

Artemis ignored Laura's speech, she turned around and went out, walked back after a while, and opened a box in front of Laura.

Among them is a sapphire the size of a pigeon egg.

It is crystal clear, under the protection of the platinum backing, it is like a pool of snow-capped spring water that has never been polluted by modernization.

Laura stared at it intently, showing a look of wonder.

"It's for you," said Artemis. "Go and change into the red dress you bought, and put on this jewel—Carmen."

"Thanks, Al," Laura said sweetly.

She took the gem excitedly, grabbed the long red dress in the closet, and ran to change her attire.

Artemis watched her run away coldly. After hearing the sound of undressing from the next door, she took out her mobile phone, lowered her head, and sent a message.

"Zero loves presents."

The opposite replied in seconds: "Very good."

"She didn't ask where the gift came from or why I was giving it to her."

"She doesn't ask stupid questions. Not knowingly."

Artemis rolled her eyes for a long time before continuing to report patiently: "She doesn't plan to leave Gotham right now. She wants to complete the mission in Gotham City before leaving. She plans to go to New York next."

The other party did not reply, so Artemis knew the other party's attitude.

Laura appeared in front of Artemis almost pinched:

"I've changed it! Isn't it beautiful!"

She happily opened the hem of her skirt and posed in a rather supermodel freeze-frame pose.

"...Very good." Artemis said blankly, "Although I know you probably won't agree, I still need to ask you this question: Do you want to wear a mask?"

"Oh." Laura said, she put down the hand holding the skirt thoughtfully, and suddenly said, "I found a very interesting blind spot. Superheroes always wear masks to keep their identities secret, while supervillains always wear masks to keep their identities secret." Don't. Would it look weird if I didn't wear a mask? Because if I wear a mask now, I can take it off later; .”

"...Are you wearing a mask?"

"No." Laura said, holding her face with her hands, she was very proud, "I'm so good-looking, hiding my face is an aesthetic loss to the whole world!"

"...whatever you want." Artemis was used to Laura's tone of voice, and she went out the door first, "Let's go."

The Iceberg Restaurant is located on one of the most trafficked streets in Gotham City. There are also high-end restaurants in the vicinity, but it is still hard to find a private room in the Iceberg Restaurant.

It is said that everyone knows that the big boss behind the Bingshan restaurant is Penguin, and the ordinary little people dare not come to make trouble, and Penguin is recognized as a "businessman" and will not intentionally mess with his own customers. So the safety factor of Bingshan restaurant is actually very high.

Of course, it's not much higher.

But indeed, under Penguin's protection and Batman's attention, any trouble in this restaurant will attract the fastest and best rescue.

Artemis led Lola through the private passage, and when she reached the door of the room, she stopped and made a gesture of invitation.

"Come in," she said, "the boss wants to talk to you alone."

Laura walked in.

The appearance of the penguin man is as strange as the rumors say, with a fat, penguin-like body, even sitting on a specially enlarged and widened chair, it looks very weird and inhuman; the strange nose is wide, but it does not appear Wisdom, with a big clumsy chin drooping to his chest.

The big chin firmly covered his neck, and Laura thought that if someone wanted to cut off his main artery immediately, it would not be so easy: the mandible is still very hard.

This room is arranged like a living room, the fire burns slowly in the fireplace, the air is filled with a strange aroma of burning wood, the floor is covered with thick beige blankets, and on the blankets are Two sofas facing each other.

Penguin is sitting on the sofa on the left.

"Sit down, Carmen," said the Penguin, his accent slurred and eerie, as if his misshapen nose and jaw had affected him more than just his appearance, "I believe you have a basic understanding of me— —I am Penguin, one of the most successful businessmen in this city."

"Hello, I'm Carmen, a fledgling and unknown novice mercenary." Lola sat on the soft and fluffy sofa baked by the campfire, curiously stroking the fur on the surface of the sofa, "What mission do you want?" give it to me?"

"Batman," Penguin said, "I need you to get Batman's attention and hold him down."

"Oh," Laura said, "is there no other task for me? I'm good at fighting, even Al can't beat me; I can help you deliver goods, anything; I can help you kill people, but I don't kill ordinary people."

"Why?" Penguin sneered sharply, "Because of morality?"

"Because I think it's stupid." Laura said unceremoniously. "It's an honor for a soldier to kill an enemy, but to shoot ants with a machine gun? If you're willing to pay a lot of money, I don't mind being humiliated. .”

The Penguin was silent for a while, and said, "You are more interesting than the rumors say."

"Are there any internal rumors related to me?" Laura asked with great interest, "What did they say?"

"Cruel, cruel, and queer," said the penguin, "but you don't look cruel, nor cruel, nor eccentric."

"You're also much gentler than the ones in the legend," Laura said. "Business is business, fighting is fighting, massacre is massacre—it's not the same thing, how can you have the same behavior? I'm a normal person, I'm not going to show my cruel, eccentric side to someone who would be my boss."

"As a mercenary, you are too eye-catching." The penguin said again, "but this can prove your excellence. Work for me, I can promise you a salary far above the average level, if you have something special If requested, we can continue to discuss.”

"Did Al vouch for me?" Laura asked.

"She didn't," Penguin said, "but coincidentally, all the people you killed and the deals you broke after you got to Gotham were related to my business."

The subtext is undoubtedly that he knows exactly how his subordinates were dealt with without resistance.

And he also knew very well how... Lola's murder method was... colorful and full of experimental spirit.

Laura blinked.

Artemis waited at the door, calm and full of patience.

She was a little surprised to find that she wasn't worried about Laura's situation. Although, based on his experience with the Penguin, her little girl's business skills were not good enough to carry the Penguin's shoes, but strangely, she Just don't worry.

It's not her turn to worry, the little girl's safety and condition are being watched all the time.

But she really wasn't worried at all.

This is a bit strange... Artemis thought, she rarely thinks about this kind of tangled logic, for example, when your task target is a little girl who has feelings and thoughts and you can't beat it, you When the behind-the-scenes boss asks you to follow the other party, monitor the other party, report the other party's situation at any time and meet all the other party's requirements, the whole mission process will become very strange.

It is no longer the simple protection or killing of someone in the past, which means that her actions require more thinking, more adaptability, and more exposure of herself——

This feeling is very strange.More than anything, the feeling hurts.

Artemis didn't think about whether this feeling would hurt Lola, but she clearly realized that this feeling would hurt herself.

But she is incapable of rejecting the people she works for.

Her fear of the commander standing behind the scenes is far greater than her fear of possible harm at this moment.

Laura pushed open the door and came out.

She was humming some song in a good mood, and Artemis saw a few penguin subordinates not far away attracted by the singing, they laughed strangely, and looked at Laura with obscene eyes while laughing .

The bright red dress on Laura was unreal, especially since the upper body of this dress was so close-fitting, but the lower body was so wide-her immature curves had a girlish charm.

Brilliant red hair was held loosely by the sapphire, and one couldn't help but wonder if the gem might slip out of her locks.

Laura turned her head and glanced at the men.

Her green eyes were bright and clear, and her beauty was so dignified and majestic that even a saint would not look at her.

But those men did so, and they were punished in an instant:

The sudden flames burned on them, and they screamed and fell to the ground, and they were quickly burnt.

Laura turned her head nonchalantly and smiled at Artemis.

The author has something to say: Thank you Miaoxue for throwing a landmine!

Thank you, it's better to go back, 敐敄, pointing at the confidante and throwing a grenade!