Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

It took a little effort for Laura to get her boy back.

This boy is stupid and skinny, but he has a lot of strength, and his struggles and fights are very skillful, showing an aggressiveness that can only be displayed by people who have undergone systematic training.

Of course he can't beat Laura, but how to prevent him from hurting himself when he is desperately struggling is very troublesome.

Lola circled him around, helping him avoid his own attacks so he wouldn't get accidentally hit, and being careful not to strain him with too much movement.

She is strong enough and patient enough. Most importantly, this boy is really weak. His desperate struggle and attack only lasted about twenty minutes. After twenty minutes, he fell back into the pet nest because of loss of strength. .

Laura bent down and picked up the litter box.

The pet bed was tent-shaped, and Luo La turned the open side of the pet bed towards her so that no one could see the boy sleeping in it.

It seems inappropriate to take him to the temporary residence of Artemis.

Anyway, he was about to leave Gotham, and Laura was not worried about exposing her whereabouts.

She took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Luo, who had just parted ways: "Can you find me a house? It's quieter, not near the city, and I can move in right away."

The opposite side quickly returned a text message, which was an address.

Laura walked over to the pet nest with her arms in her arms.

The place Luo sent her was a villa area that looked a bit desolate. Luo La quickly found the house number. She walked to the door and found the key in the lock.

Lo is so sweet.

Laura unlocked the door.

The villa is quite nice, although it is only a small villa with two floors, the decoration is very warm.

But Laura didn't bother to appreciate these things. She put down the pet bed, took two steps back, and saw her boy was huddled in the innermost part of the pet bed, his body tightly against the inner wall of the pet bed, using his empty blue His eyes stared blankly at her.

—What is he thinking?

— wondering who she was, where she took him, what she was going to do to him?

Lola knelt in front of the pet bed and slowly reached out to her boy.

He didn't dodge, let alone resist, and he didn't give any emotional feedback, as if Lola's hand extended to him was completely indifferent.

They neither made him feel threatened for his safety nor made him feel warm and relaxed.

This is a pair of strange hands.

Lola gently cupped her boy's face, his cheeks were warm and soft despite being sticky.

She let go of her hand gently, and stroked his head again.

And her boy just huddled in the innermost part of the pet nest, looking at her in a daze.

This will not work.

Lola tugged at her boy gently, trying to get him out so he could have a bath.

Even if she could not breathe, could not smell his stink, and would not find him disgusting the way he looked, who knew when he would get sick because of the dirty things on his body?

Ordinary people are vulnerable and need to be protected.

But this time she met with resistance, her boy struggled weakly, he twisted his body to avoid Laura, and after being quickly hugged by Laura's armpit, he began to desperately go into the pet nest again shrink,

His struggling movements are very strange, if you have to say something strange... It is indescribably unnatural, as if his whole body's bones have grown crookedly. At first glance, he seems to be fine, but If you take a closer look, you will feel that he has a strong sense of disobedience in the details.

Laura stopped.

She realized what had happened to him the instant she felt the unnaturalness, but was still shocked by what she saw when she looked inside her boy's body.

— Every bone in his body was broken, even his fingers.

——I don’t know what happened, those broken bones reconnected and grew again, but most of them grew a little crooked.

The degree of crookedness is not serious. If he is just an ordinary person, this little crookedness will not even affect his daily life when he is still young.

But although he was dirty and thin, and his body was full of injuries, Laura could tell that his muscles were well distributed on his bones, and he was once beautiful.

Her boys have undergone rigorous but not overpowering training and received adequate nutrition for physical growth and development.

He must have been a bright, sweet little boy, too, with wonderful experiences.

...but now, those things are ruined.

What stories happened to him?Whatever had happened, it must have been brutal, and his past family had abandoned him, for various reasons, active or passive, to end up on the dump, bruised and dying.

——The subconscious game seems to have a shielding effect on her normal senses.

Most of the time, Laura can clearly understand: Oh, I should feel sad, sad and pity when I see this kind of scene and this kind of thing happen.

But she never really felt sadness, sadness, or pity.

However, from another point of view, she does feel excited, happy, happy and ecstatic, and also feels uncontrollable passion and passionate, unknown and uncontrollable impulse.

This is a game after all, Laura thought, probably some strange mechanism was used to filter and suppress the negative emotions generated in the game.

Although she can't feel pain and sadness in the game, Laura knows what kind of performance she should make and why she needs to make such a performance.

And in order not to make herself appear too abnormal, she will also pretend to be that emotion when necessary.

——It seems that there is no need to pretend at this time, there is no audience here who can understand her emotions.

—but Laura sighed anyway.

Then without hesitation she yanked her boy out of the pet kennel.

Her boy roared and screamed intermittently, shaking his head and feet like a pinched snake, his heart was beating violently under her movements, so fast that one couldn't help but feel pity in his heart.

It's like holding a small sparrow in your hand.

His heartbeat was so fast that Laura couldn't help but suspect that his heart would break through his chest and fall out bloody from his body in the next second.

"Shh, shh." Laura coaxed him, "Be good, be good."

Slowly but firmly, she dragged her boy out of the pet bed, because his attack and screaming were nothing to her, and she didn't bother to avoid him, just carefully protecting the boy's vitals, Keep him from hurting himself.

She hugged him horizontally and carried him all the way into the bathroom.

In Lola's arms, the boy gradually calmed down.

Laura put her boy into the bathtub, and he sat where Laura put him down, neither struggling nor hiding. Laura put hot water on the other side of the bathtub, and he just waited quietly.

When Lola felt the water temperature was almost right, she raised the nozzle and pointed it at her boy—he didn't try to avoid it like a kitten or a puppy who was afraid of taking a bath, but sat dumbfounded in the bathtub, spraying water. When it gets in the eye, it blinks.

... This will lose the fun of bathing.

But it helps to clean him up quickly, so Lola doesn't feel any disappointment.

If you give up, you will gain, and if you give up, you will gain.

Luo La washed him first, but did not undress him, because his clothes were so dirty that they stuck to his body, and some places had grown together with his wounds. If she directly touched him, Luo La was afraid of tearing his skin off.

After flushing for a while, making sure his clothes had softened, Lola immediately stripped her boy naked.

He was so thin that his sternum, hips, knees, and ankles protruded, and the skin hung loosely over his bones—a look Lola knew from the first X-ray, including every part of his body. Kind of wound too.

She calmly plugged the bathtub stopper, letting the water level in the bathtub gradually rise, then picked out shampoo from the toiletries on the side and squeezed it on her boy's head.

Her boy moved restlessly in the water, gripping the edge of the tub with both hands.

"I'm watching you, don't be afraid," Laura said.

She scrubbed his hair meticulously. The first time she washed it, she just cleaned off the dirt on it. After the second time, the water that came out was still gray. After the fifth time, his hair was finally refreshed. When I got up, the foam also turned milky white.

His hair was indeed black.Very nice black.

Lola drained the water and started washing him again.After soaking in the hot water, this step became much easier. When he poured the bath liquid for the third time, he could rub clean bubbles on his body.

And it smells delicious too.

Once fully washed, Laura wiped the water off her boy and wrapped him in a bath towel.

As Laura knew from the start, her boy was a beautiful boy.

Looking at the teeth and bones, his age is about 15 years old. Boys at this age can already see the embryonic form of a man, and he is the same.

Although he was still a little green, his face was close to that of a grown man.

The brow bone is very high, pressing quietly on his eye sockets, which makes him a little gloomy and unruly. The high bridge of the nose and the round nose peak, together with the raised lips, make him look a little more A little bit of childish innocence.

But what Lola liked the most was his black hair and blue eyes.

Especially blue eyes.

His appearance is actually a bit of a bad boy, not Laura's favorite style, but his eyes—like a newborn puppy or kitten, are big, bright, and Round, and blue so firm and stubborn.

Kind of reminds Lola of Bruce's steel blue eyes.

Heck, Tim's eyes are blue too.His blue eyes are sweet and flexible, and they are always twirling around. Even if you know he is a cold-hearted little bastard, if you are cornering you, you can't help but feel soft towards him.

But her boys are not like the blue eyes of Bruce and Tim, who are smart, flexible and cunning at a glance, and there are always several meanings that are deliberately half-hidden and half-hidden.

His blue eyes are silent and stubborn, like a pool of ice water that cannot speak.

The author has something to say: Thank you, Yang Weiji, and Shen Zu Li Mui for throwing a landmine!

Thank you Meowxue for throwing 2 mines!

Thanks Chocobo for throwing a bazooka!