Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

……dignity?

Tibbo thinks what they lost was their dignity?

Lola froze for a moment at the answer, but she always had a way of keeping it quiet, and the fright was only fleeting.

Tim's voice sounded very stable, without preaching, but the more stable it was, the more certain he was about the answer he came up with.

Lola still didn't give up, and took another quick look at Tim to make sure that he really thought so, instead of just saying a few reasons to win Peter's approval.

She looked at Peter's expression again, and Peter's expression changed again and again, obviously he was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle, although according to Laura's understanding of Peter, Xiao Chong's thinking was definitely not similar to hers, but His hesitation still made Laura curious... I don't know how Peter would think about this question?

Just when she felt a little funny just now, Peter's expression stabilized.

—he agrees with Tim.

They all thought so, and they all felt that what the homeless mutants living in the sewers of Manhattan really lost was their dignity.

Laura didn't think so.

"Yes, dignity." But she picked up the words quickly.

In fact, she thought, whether Tibao or Xiaochong, their thinking is easy to understand, and their thinking mode is also very simple.

Following Tim's train of thought, Laura added: "There is still freedom. The freedom to be able to walk on the ground, the freedom to declare yourself as a mutant without being discriminated against or harmed, exercised like all citizens. freedom to exercise power and to perform duties, to enjoy the joys of being human..."

Laura's voice is a standard girlish voice, but strangely, she never appears slender and weak when she speaks.

Imagine the clearest child's voice you have ever heard in your life, but you have to remove the unique slurring of children's articulation, delete the milk tone brought by the young voice, and then add the singer's pronunciation The stability of the sound - the stability can only be maintained by maintaining the same sound, the same tone, the same way of vibrating the throat cavity and the same way of pronouncing forcefully from the chest cavity.

The voice is neither trembling, nor hoarse, nor does it turn suddenly, or speak at an inappropriate pace.

That was Laura's voice.

It is precisely because of such a voice, such a face and a slender and graceful figure that Laura can always rely on soft words and coquetry to get what she wants so sweetly.

But neither Tim nor Peter heard Laura say such words in such a serious manner. She sounded gentle and sincere, yet possessed a majestic air.

It's hard to imagine that such a clear and sweet voice can make people feel "majestic".

—that is the majesty of a princess, not the majesty of a king.

Tim and Peter looked at each other silently again.

Laura didn't see their small movements, but she noticed, and they were just talking, so they didn't take it seriously:

"They are like dangerous animals kept in captivity underground, hot potatoes that no one wants to take over. Mr. Stark, Professor X, Magneto, they are all powerless - no one can do anything for these mutants , that’s the status quo.”

In fact, there is still a way, the simplest (but it costs a lot of money), just buy a small island in the sea and let these mutants live there.

But to do that is to directly and rudely lift the fig leaf of some people.

Everyone is pretending that mutants in the sewers never existed, that mutants aren't even a "sensitive issue".

They are "problems that never existed", secrets that are kept under tight lock.

American imperialism of freedom, equality and democracy.

This country is so free, equal and democratic that any comments that dare to refute these three points will be quickly silenced.

"So we're going to help them?" Peter asked. "That's not your style."

"Why are you two poor bastards crying to me 'I'm not valued,'" Laura said. "Occasionally I just want to do something to help my friends for nothing."

"You just want someone to play with," Tim said.

Peter nodded vigorously in agreement.

"It's great that you've just met and now stand on the united front." Laura crossed her arms, "Forget about Red Robin, he keeps talking like this, you, Xiao Chong, I didn't call you Xiao Chong to make you red Robin's answer."

"You just want me to be your answer guy," Peter said.

This time it was Tim who nodded in agreement.

"...It seems that now I'm the only bad guy in the team." Laura said, "And having a common enemy has eased your relationship a lot. Good, at least my efforts have paid off."

In Gotham, rainy days are not uncommon weather, what is really rare is sunny days.

Gotham is also shrouded in rain tonight, and the fine, moist rain has even merged with the thick fog of Gotham.

Pietro gently put Wanda down.

Both he and Wanda were wearing leather jackets. The cold wind and rain and fog could not soak through their clothes, but they still slipped into their necklines and cuffs, getting close to their bodies.

"...I don't like it here." Pietro complained in a low voice, "Why did you choose Gotham?"

"Because Gotham has the fewest nodes." Wanda said, "According to the doctor, both the past and the future can be changed, but some crucial 'nodes' cannot be changed."

"I don't believe his theory."

"Me too, but I'm not going to argue with a Time Lord who has a time machine about his understanding of time." Wanda said, "Just like I wouldn't argue with Professor X about telepathy."

"Doctor..." Pietro asked curiously, "What kind of person is he?"

"You've read his profile," Wanda said. "You know how many times he's saved the world."

They hunched their shoulders into the sewer, and if Lola was here, she would be surprised—or not at all—that this was the way to the very room she had just woken from.

"Evil." Pietro said, "This place is too disgusting. Are you sure you want to go there by yourself?"

"Wait here for me." Wanda replied, "You should wait for me further away, but that would be too dangerous, and you might be discovered by Batman. Wait for me here."

Leaving Pietro behind, she went further down alone, until she reached the room.

The room where Lola wakes up.

Wanda raised her hand, and the reddish mist began to hover in her hands. She slowly spread her arms and opened the distance between her palms. The red mist became thicker and thicker, and finally condensed into a gate.

Then the door was pushed open.

A woman with black hair and blue eyes came out of the door.

She was wearing a distinctive blue, black and red tricolor long dress, and her long hair fell down like flowing water.

"Long time no see, Wanda." She greeted softly.

"It's been a long time for me, but not necessarily for you." Wanda said, "Have you said goodbye to the doctor?"

"I've promised him that he'll never come back to this world," Rebecca said, "and I really don't intend to—this time I'm not lying."

She raised her hand and threw an empty small bottle to Wanda. Wanda caught it firmly and held it in her hand.

Hold tight.

It's a bit strange to say this, but when Wanda held the small bottle with all her strength, the harder she tried, the paler her face seemed to be, and her body began to crumble.

When she opened her finger, the small bottle, which was one finger long and one knuckle wide, was already full of crimson, red to black things.

There is also something crimson flowing down the top of the bottle. It flows and surges slowly in the bottle, like something alive.

"This thing looks a bit like a cosmic parasite." Rebecca commented, "I have seen many different energy manifestations, but the energy drawn from you is still... very strange. "

Wanda handed Rebecca the bottle she had filled.

Her face really became pale, as pale as a freshly painted wall.

But at the same time, her eyes were also very bright. Her green eyes were originally like leaves in midsummer, but now they were so bright that they turned black.

"Your hands are very cold." Rebecca said when she was stared at by such a pair of bright black eyes, "Can you still hold on?"

"I can." Wanda replied firmly.

But after she finished speaking, she suddenly hesitated and became confused. She asked Rebecca, "Lola...what did you do?"

Rebecca blinked.

Lola, who was staggering forward in the sewers of Manhattan, suddenly staggered.

The little spider quickly supported her and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

"...Suddenly lost my mind." Laura said a little blushing, she shrugged a little, and stuck out her tongue, "...I'm sorry."

This kind of mind-wandering thing sounds fake.

If you put it on Laura, it becomes——

It's even more fake.

But neither Spider nor Red Robin said anything.They looked at each other in the dark sewer, even though their eyes were blocked by white blindfolds, this exchange of eyes still allowed them to understand the spirit that the other party wanted to express.

Little Spider: She must be lying.

Red Robin: Keep an eye out for her next move.

Little Spider: Don't believe a word she just said.

Red Robin: Remember the formula when necessary.

Little Spider: It seems that you have also been tricked by her, so you understand what I mean so easily.

Red Robin: Looks like we've reached a consensus.

They quickly looked away and continued to follow Laura silently in the darkness.

This sewer is as wide, tall and deep as a train tunnel, but compared to Gotham's sewers, it feels much more livable and comfortable.

At least this sewer didn't smell that bad - Lola could attest to that.

She didn't usually have the habit of pretending to breathe, but when she was operating in this sewer, she sniffed it specially. She was sure: Gotham's sewers were good enough to serve as biochemical weapons, but Manhattan's sewers just smelled bad.

"Where are we going?" Still Peter couldn't hold back, "How long is it?"

"Don't worry, we'll be there soon." Laura shouted from a distance, and the voice was heard far away in the empty sewer.

The further they went, the drier it became.

There is no more water flow on the ground, no moss and other weird plants growing on the walls, and no strange objects silting up at the corners,

At the end, the moisture in this sewer was completely swept away. This contrast was so sharp that it even gave people a feeling of enlightenment.

"It's almost here," said Lola, "it's here!"

Along with her joyful cheers came a gust of wind that rushed like thousands of sharp arrows!

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What misunderstandings do you have about the villains in Gotham 233333 The villains who act like a baby are not only female villains, but the female villains are more obvious

Many male villains will turn to Batman for help when encountering difficult things, such as being bullied by external forces, such as being bullied by the clown...mainly being tossed by the clown

Seeing that their lives are in danger, they will run to the shit and turn on the bat light to summon the bats

Then the bats will come to their rescue!Yes, the Bats came to their rescue!When I saw the development of this plot for the first time, I was stunned [I don’t know how to evaluate it]

At this time, the attitudes of both the villain and the bat are very interesting_(:з」∠)_

It seems that "acting like a baby" is not very appropriate to describe it, it is more appropriate to use "showing weakness"

Anyway... after being caught by a bat, just be good-looking, cry a little, don't be confrontational, the bat is still very gentle

If you are young, there will be special treatment

If it is a girl, there will be special treatment

Laura: I'm a young girl you can't beat!

Old Bat: ...

Laura: Are you writing me down?

Old Bat: ... (Knowing that you are still so arrogant)

Laura: Hee hee hee hee I have already thought about how to deal with you hee hee hee hee