Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

"...it's okay," Bruce said, his voice muffled already, "I still think..." It's safer to take the elevator.

Laura touched his forehead and felt the cold sweat on his hand.

Her palms are warm, and Bruce shudders at the heat, waking him awake.

He hated the powerlessness he felt right now.

So much so that he even fell silent and was willing to accept help from a strange girl.

"Okay, okay, don't worry," Laura whispered softly in his ear, "I will protect you."

She took a deep breath and hugged Bruce up.

——With such a pretty face, who would have the heart to let him die casually?

And he is so good-looking, according to the principle that good-looking people are always in the minority, maybe he is her father.

Although she herself knew that the possibility was very low.

She talked a lot, but when she actually stood on the marble fence of the small balcony with a big man in her arms, Laura still felt a little guilty.

It may be four to five hundred meters above the ground, and Laura has never flown to such a high position before in this world.

She usually flies at a low altitude more than ten meters above the ground.

The highest flight was nearly 50 meters, almost ten floors high, and she had never tried any higher positions. Even at a height of more than 50 meters, Laura only maintained it for a few seconds.

In terms of feeling, she feels that she can fly higher, and sometimes she feels that she can even fly out of the atmosphere and into the universe.

The biggest reason she didn't do it was... well, it's nothing to be ashamed of.

Lola thought she might be a little afraid of heights.

only a little bit.

Luo La also took the kind of sightseeing elevator installed outside the building, and she went up from the first floor to the hundredth floor without any fear, and the transparent glass was still under her feet.

Obviously, when I take the elevator, I don’t feel afraid of heights at all. On the contrary, I feel very excited and feel like I am flying. Why do I feel afraid of such heights when I really fly by myself?

However, the feeling of flying by yourself is different from taking a sightseeing elevator, standing on the glass plank road and looking out, or flying a plane.

Bruce was held horizontally by Laura, and to make him more comfortable, Laura rested his head lightly on her shoulder.

When she pushed Bruce's head with her hand, Bruce struggled gently, just as he had struggled when Lola picked him up.

It didn't seem like he was really struggling, probably because being hugged by a girl who looked very weak hurt his self-esteem, so he couldn't help struggling, but due to various reasons, he struggled very slightly .

I don't know why, but Laura has this feeling. Bruce's struggle is very light, because he doesn't want to make Laura feel unhappy.

This man is not young, but he has a romantic and affectionate face, which does not look old or greasy. Just looking at his face and his eyes, one can imagine an image that is considerate to women in every way.

Especially suitable for the male lead of a romantic movie.

Laura thought so, and said it: "You are very suitable for the male lead in a love movie."

Bruce said, "Huh?"

He obviously had no strength, and his voice slowly trembled from the depths of his chest, and he was still a little hoarse.

But more gentle.

So Laura changed her mind: "No, you are not suitable for the male lead in a romance movie. You are too attractive, and it will appear that the female lead is not good enough for you."

Bruce asked her, "Are you scared?"

"No. But a little nervous."

Lola looked under the small balcony. Gotham's foggy weather couldn't block her view, so she could see the ground clearly—to some extent, this was the culprit that made her nervous.

But she was not afraid at all. If Laura had mistook her rapid heartbeat for fear when she had just stood on the marble fence, she had already figured it out now.

She wasn't afraid at all, even if she was standing at a very high place and was about to jump off with a big man in her arms, she didn't feel scared at all.

If I have to say it, she still feels excited and agitated in the tension-this kind of emotion gradually becomes clear and obvious, as if all her emotions are separated from her feelings, and when they are very strong Only then can she tell what her specific mood is.

Might be the downside of subconscious games, Lola thought.

She knows that this new technology is actually very dangerous. There are still a few people like her who put on the helmet and play games as soon as they get it. Most people don't dare to log in immediately even if they get the game terminal of the subconscious game.

"We can take the elevator, Laura, it's not too late." Bruce persuaded.

His voice was low and slow, but Laura found it increasingly difficult to appreciate Bruce as a man.

On the contrary, she still finds this old man annoying...he talks a little too much, right?

No one likes an old man who talks too much and is nosy.Young men are another matter, after all, youth is the greatest capital.

But at the same time annoying, Bruce makes Laura feel a little warm.After all, although the nagging old man is annoying, but looking at him as someone from his father's generation, this kind of gentle nagging seems a little cute.

And he's still pretty good-looking after all.

Laura didn't say a word, just squatted slightly on the fence to gather strength, Bruce closed his mouth almost the moment she made this movement, stretched out his hand, and hugged Laura's neck forcefully.

His judgment was not wrong, and the moment he made this action, Lola jumped up from the fence.

There are always strong winds howling in Gotham at night, and these strong winds are blocked by tall buildings inside the city, so inside the city, the wind will not be as smooth as it is in open places.

People can often hear that birds crash into buildings like suicide, because they are used to always riding the wind in the wild, but the wind inside the city is chaotic, and riding the wind is to seek their own death.

Lola also felt the resistance brought by the strong wind.

She began to fall—but not because she couldn't handle it, nor because she surrendered to the chaotic wind mass, but because it was at this time that she felt more and more the surging power inside her body.

strength!strength!strength!

Warm, bursting power!

She felt that every inch of her skin was burning violently, and the cool wind could not lower her body temperature. The mist and sticky air increased the strength she needed to fly, but the difficulty of flying also decreased. Flying in Gotham is like wading through water, and if you get the hang of it, the tension and buoyancy in the water will drain her but also help her keep her balance—

Lola was falling, falling, falling, and she enjoyed the feeling of falling like a diving expert enjoys being supported by the water after jumping into the water.

Her red hair was soaked in the thick fog of Gotham, so instead of standing straight on top of her head, the thick red hair floated behind her like a gorgeous cloak.

Fortunately, Laura has not forgotten Bruce in her arms. The reason why she let herself fall so presumptuously is because Bruce is not afraid at all.

His arms were firmly around Laura's neck, and his body was against Laura's arms, but his muscles were relaxed—a little tense, but generally very relaxed, which showed that he was not at all afraid to go out of the way. Fall from heights.

No, it's not just about not being scared at all.

He gives people a feeling: he is very used to this kind of high-altitude fall.

Rolla fell more and more slowly, and finally fell lightly to the ground like a feather.

She bends down, letting go of his hands so Bruce can hold her shoulders for stability.

"Are you okay?" Laura asked him.

Before Bruce could speak, she turned her head and yelled in one direction:

"Hey—come out!"

A few seconds later, the unlucky guy with instant noodle hair ran over from the corner. When he saw Laura, he made a sad face, nodded and bowed and said, "Come on, come on, what does the boss want me to do? No matter what business it is, Little brother has absolutely nothing to say..."

"What business?" Laura glanced at him puzzled, and didn't bother to delve into the brain circuits of Gotham people.

In just a few days, she has recognized Gotham people's strange thinking mode from various aspects.

It's just that she doesn't use it proficiently. For example, she can't figure out why the instant noodle head didn't leave after being spared, but still lingered at the intersection waiting for her.

Obviously waiting for her.

Lola still has this vision, but Lola can't figure out the behavioral logic of Instant Noodles.

This doesn't prevent her from ordering Instant Noodles: "You, come here, drive him home in his car."

"Huh?" Instant Noodles finally turned his attention to Bruce, and he was dumbfounded when he saw that face, "Bruce Wayne? Hiss—" He gasped, followed by ecstasy, "You've got a big deal, Boss!"

Bruce raised his vigilance calmly.

"What big business?" Laura didn't quite understand, "Where did the big business come from?"

"Bruce Wayne! That Wayne!" Instant Noodles had already begun to glance at Bruce with a chilling look, laughing while scanning, "This damn boy is the richest man in Gotham City, man He's not eggy yet, he's so cowardly, we kidnapped him and asked the Wayne Group for a large ransom!"

Angrily, Laura slapped across the air, and the strong wind slapped the head of the instant noodle staggeringly.

"Don't look at him." She said fiercely, "Your eyes are so disgusting! Besides, who is with you! You have such a strange appearance, and my younger brother will not accept you!"

The instant noodle head immediately faltered: "Is it because you said that you cut off his head when you turned around to me... Then I, I will send him back to Wayne Manor right away?"

The author has something to say: Thank you Miao Xue Shock, Nobuko for throwing a landmine!

Thank you for throwing a grenade!