Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

Laura was woken up by the notification sound of her mobile phone.

She shook herself out of the blanket, rolled all the way to the edge of the bed, then stretched her arms to pick up the mobile phone on the ground, and she didn't move after picking up the mobile phone, and opened the message in this posture.

Tibbo: "I was beaten."

Laura replied: "Did the old bat hit you? It's too much! I support you to sue him! I can lend you Luther's legal team!"

Not 2 minutes after the message was sent, Tim called. His first sentence was:

"You can borrow Luthor's legal team?! Didn't you call him a pervert last time?"

Lola replied: "How can you call him that? He is a pervert. Lex Luthor is a super pervert!"

"Why did he borrow your legal team?" Tim was still entangled in this question, he was quite nervous, so nervous that the wound didn't hurt much, "Are you going to mess with Luthor?"

It's hard to find a little partner who can play happily instead of doing tasks?Teammates who can go on missions together are easy to find in the Chaoying circle. The mentor has a good relationship, and juniors will form a team by default, but friends who can play together are still very scarce!

This is a big question!Very serious problem!If Laura gets mixed up with Luther in the future, then they will be enemies!

"There is no such thing." Laura firmly denied, "He will lend me because... oh, how do I know why he will lend me? He will just agree to lend me!"

"Be careful of being tricked by him." Tim warned Laura.

"Let's go and see." Laura was quite indifferent, she looked at it very openly, "It is impossible for me to break away from his relationship, and I can't choose who is my father."

Tim thought of Laura's other dad.He hesitated for a moment, wondering what kind of mentality Lola had in not mentioning Superman, but he still reminded, "You... still have a father."

"I know."

"So you..."

"Oh," Laura sighed, and said sincerely, "Papa Superman doesn't know my existence yet... If I say it, he is quite unlucky."

Tim: "Huh?"

Then he reacted: "Oh—hmm."

"Is that right? Oh, you said this," Lola muttered, "He's not like a playboy like Bruce or Stark, who spends all day having sex with people when he has nothing to do. He doesn't do anything outside. I didn’t do anything, and suddenly a daughter popped out——the daughter Lex Luthor gave birth to him! Or the daughter born for the purpose of killing him!”

Speaking of excitement, Laura raised her voice: "Wow! Who can bear this matter? If I encountered this matter, my first reaction would definitely be to kill that hapless daughter!"

She spoke firmly and swearingly, without stumbling at all.

Metropolitan City, Daily Planet Headquarters.

Not long ago, he was too surprised to hear some news from Professor X. Even the rescue operation was a little preoccupied, and he forgot the interview task logically. Clark Kent, who was working overtime in the office at the moment, gave his finger.

Suddenly forget the idea of ​​the manuscript.

No, no, does not exist.

Superman was inexplicably a little guilty, and said in his heart that I would not kill you...and why would you think so?

He was a little nervous that Laura felt that he would kill her as soon as he knew her, and a little nervous that Laura said that if this happened to her, she would definitely kill the unlucky daughter who didn't exist.

"He won't kill you." Tim also comforted Laura immediately, "Superman is different from you."

"Oh! How are you talking!" Laura was displeased, "You deserve to be beaten for talking like that."

She finally remembered to ask Tim, "Who beat you?" Of course Lola knew that the bat was unlikely to beat Red Robin, at least not at his age.

In other families, the children will be beaten if they are disobedient. When the children grow up, the attitude of the elders will relax.

Only Bruce's family is different. In his family, the children were pampered when they were young.

... What kind of mentality is this, what kind of educational policy is this.

Laura didn't understand.

This attitude of raising children can no longer be described as "wrong", it is simply sick.

Who didn't have no opinions when they were young, and only after they grew up did they break away from the thinking of their elders and form a clear self?Whose child still only follows behind the elders after growing up, and has no echoes of his own thoughts at all?

It's not that there are no such people, but no matter how you look at them, they are typical examples of educational failure.

——The bat must be sick.

"Red Hood." Tim said angrily, "He's very aggressive, you know! He only hits where it hurts!"

Laura: "... Hey."

Laura: "Did he beat you badly?"

"That's not there."

"How many bones were broken?"

"……No."

Luo La made a decisive conclusion: "Then he is okay with you. Based on his identity and your identity alone, even if he beat you to death, it is reasonable and reasonable. Now that you are still alive and kicking, he must have kept his hands."

"Even you know who he is?" Tim also sighed, but soon found the reason, "Yes, you paid special attention to our family's situation."

Laura said in her heart that I know who the red hood is not because I know about your family's situation, but because I raised him like this... But she didn't say anything, but asked another question: "What is he? manner?"

They all knew who "he" was referring to.

"I don't know." Tim's tone became gloomy, "He didn't show much."

"Oh, he's still like this at this moment?" Laura commented, "Then he's still like this at this point...then it's very boring!"

In addition to a wry smile, Tim smiled wryly.

"Is there anything you can do?" he asked Lola, vaguely hopeful.

"What do you mean?"

"A way to help them reconcile."

"Why don't you ask me if there is a way to reconcile my two fathers?"

One of the "two fathers" who struggled to catch up with the draft took a sip of tea silently to calm down.

"Do you have any?" Tim asked.

"...It can't be said that there is no such thing at all... It's just that it will be very... troublesome... and it will hurt many outsiders..." Laura said one by one, and she rarely seemed hesitant, "Although I am not Cares about other people...but...Superman must care...so it's going to be hard..."

Destroy the earth, and then only three of them will be left!

At that time, Lex will have no reason to cause trouble, and Clark didn't take the initiative to find trouble, so they can automatically reconcile!

Although Tim didn't know what thoughts were going through Laura's mind, he was keenly aware that Laura's thoughts must be very anti-human.

He quickly said, "Forget it, don't think about them."

"You want to know how to make Bruce and Jason reconcile, don't you?"

"You really have a way?"

"I do not have."

Tim was disappointed: "Then you still say—you're playing with me again, right?"

"No." Laura grinned, "I have nothing to do, but I can find out what Bruce has to say."

The sun has risen.

"Well, good." Tim said, and he asked the question that Laura avoided at first, "Have you thought about what to do with Superman?"

Laura fell silent.

Dimly, when she woke up in this world for the first time, her hands and feet could not move, her eyes could not be opened, she heard the call.

"Laura."

When someone called her that, the voice contained a bit of indulgence, a bit of distress, and a bit of love, as if there was a sigh of helplessness, but this sigh was also gentle, so gentle that it could tolerate everything.

This voice was like a beam of light shining directly on the head after the cloud of ignorant consciousness was cleared away.It was as if her own real consciousness was conceived from this voice, as if she had found her home for the first time since then.

"Laura."

When she heard someone call her that, the voice was composed of countless calls, sometimes majestic, sometimes dissatisfied, and sometimes reprimanded, but no matter what kind of emotion was in that voice, she would always be filled with smoky happiness.

That is not her memory.

That wasn't her emotion either.

Nothing belongs to her.

But when she woke up, she still called herself Laura.

To find mom and dad.But first and foremost is to find Dad.

"I..." she said, cleared her throat, and answered slowly, "I don't know."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the [grenade]: 敐敄 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates [nutrient solution]: the first A10 bottle in Dragon City;