[Comprehensive] The victory of the second dealer

The school was not as quiet as it looked from the outside. Not far from them, there were many students who tried to escape from above the railing, but few succeeded.

The teaching building was also not quiet, and they heard the noise before they walked in.

The corridor on the first floor was chaotic, as if everyone was stuck in the corridor, but this situation is more suitable for Lydia and the others to mix in. Lydia stood at the door of the teaching building and decisively separated from Steve. He said: "I'm going to find my 'classmates', I'm in charge of this floor, you go to find other attackers."

Steve also knew that his appearance was completely inappropriate for pretending to be a student, so he nodded and quickly went up the stairs without saying a word.

Lydia looked at the crowd in front and wanted to blend in, but she just took two steps forward when someone strangled her neck from behind, forcing her to look up.

She is now wearing a baseball shirt, ripped jeans, and sneakers on her feet. She looks youthful and younger than half of the students here. The crowd in front yelled, "Get out of the way!"

The effect of this sound was like Moses dividing the sea, and the group of students moved out of the way with surprise on their faces.

Lydia just wanted to squeeze into the crowd to have a look, and he did what she wanted, so Lydia didn't struggle at all, and was escorted into the crowd cooperatively.

In the middle of the crowd were a few boys and a middle-aged man whose nose was bruised and his face was swollen. The man was pressed to the ground by these students, wearing a short sleeve, struggling constantly, and his expression looked very manic.

This is probably one of the "mentally abnormal" people Coulson said?

Lydia guessed so.

The person holding her gave a contemptuous smile, controlled Lydia with one hand, and pointed a gun at the students with the other hand: "Although I don't like him, the boss said he is still useful. "

"Let go of him, children." The voice of the man holding her was cold, which sounded very uncomfortable.

Lydia quickly exchanged a large sum of three hundred dollars for the ability of the cell - you must know that she only used one hundred dollars for the healing ability on the ship yesterday.

But now she is not using this for healing. No one was injured except the robber who was pressed to the ground. It was just yesterday's battle that Lydia developed the other side of this healing ability. She wanted to try it. Try new usage.

"No, hold him tight, boys." Lydia gave a small laugh.

She took a step back, stepped on the other person's toes, broke free from the other person's hand on her neck, and then held the person's right arm with both hands. This kind of physical contact can make her ability work better In less than a second, she made the cells near the guy's elbow happily press down on his nerves.

His right hand hung down feebly, and the spear fell to the ground. Only then did Lydia see clearly the appearance of this man, who was completely a weak nerd.

The disdain just now was completely gone from his face, and now he tried to move his right hand in horror, only to find that he couldn't even move a single finger, and his entire right hand was completely numb from the elbow down!

"What did you do?!" He yelled with horror on his face, "Why can't I feel my hands!"

"It's just pressing your nerves, don't show such an expression." Lydia smiled happily, and she slowly bent down to pick up the gun he threw away from the ground.

She turned the corner of her mouth and approached the robber with a smile. The robber took a step back in horror, and put her left hand on an unknown switch on her waist.

"If I were you, I wouldn't make my movements so obvious." Lydia's green eyes glanced at his fingers, and she used her ability to cripple his thumb in minutes.

Then Lydia walked over and gently patted his side face with the body of the gun, and squeezed his left wrist with the other hand threateningly. Now, Lydia put the muzzle of the gun against his chin, and showed a very charming smile at close range: "Now, tell me, how many of you have come?"

"Ten...thirteen." He stammered, he was not in the mood to admire Lydia's beautiful face at all, cold sweat dripped down his cheeks, "Because the boss thinks thirteen is his luck number."

"Where are they now?" Lydia touched his cheek, narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, but the other party swallowed nervously, not even daring to move: "I don't know, we split up, but we must be in In this building."

"Good boy." Lydia smiled and moved the gun away, and reached out to touch the back of his neck. The cells under her fingers cheered and pressed the spine on the back of his neck, and the man's legs suddenly went limp. After falling down, the whole person was paralyzed on the ground, only his head could move.

Lydia actually didn't expect the effect to be so good. She turned her head and said to the students watching: "Someone come and help me move him to the wall."

The series of actions of Lydia and the robber took less than a minute. This group of students, who had never seen any mutants, were amazed at Lydia's series of actions. You must know that they had been robbed by this group of robbers before. The bandits were unable to resist, and some students were injured by their bombs. Now that Lydia had solved their common enemy so easily, this group of young students didn't feel scared at all, they just felt elated.

Hearing Lydia ordering them, these students scrambled up one by one, moved him to the wall, let him sit against the wall, and a few students even came over to talk to Lydia: "Sister Which class are you in?"

Lydia twirled the gun in her hand, squinted at the boy who was speaking, and smiled with the corner of her mouth: "I'm with the FBI outside."

Everyone cheered. The boy who asked the question just now scratched the back of his head and opened his mouth again, but he didn't say a word, and his face turned red.

Lydia just had a full meal yesterday, and now she doesn't have much interest in flirting with these children, so she patted the boy's cheek lightly, then turned around and walked in front of another attacker, temporarily making him paraplegic , placed side by side with that person just now.

"I heard that someone was injured?" After finishing the two enemies, Lydia finally remembered her responsibilities. The group of students now adored her and provided her with clues one by one. Someone got in and asked Lydia if she had a boyfriend, and if she would like to find a boyfriend from a high school student.

Lydia couldn't help laughing, and looked accurately at the questioner who was fishing in troubled waters: "No, but high school students are too young for me."

The questioner who was picked out from the crowd blushed and fell silent.

"All right, students." Lydia said with a smile, "In fact, I am a doctor, and my companion is with me for the battle, so leave it to him."

The injured were all from the same class. The students in their class told Lydia that because the assailants tried to control the students in this way at first, most of the boys chose to resist. Someone took advantage of the chaos to call the police, and the attackers ran out of the classroom.

The seriously injured students were basically lying on the table made of desks. Lydia checked the wounded closest to the door. His shirt chest was bloody and scorched black. Lydia also saw There was sand in his wound.

She put her hand on the opponent's arm lightly, and healed him with supernatural powers. The ability exchanged for money has no disadvantages except that it costs money. While the flesh at the wound shrinks, it automatically The sand in the wound was spat out.

In the end, there was a piece of black soil on his chest, which looked like someone had thrown a lump of wet mud on him in the rain.

Those students saw Lydia's brutal fighting style just now, and now they saw her healing her classmate like an angel. The contrast between the two was too great, which made them feel that Lydia This young lady is even more mysterious than before.

Also more charming.

Lydia didn't care what the group of people were thinking, she could heal one in 3 minutes at most, and quickly dealt with the wounded in this classroom. Just when she was hesitating whether to go up and help Steve, he appeared in the classroom At the door, holding a rope in his hand.

— A string of people tied to a rope.

Steve's face had appeared on the news before, and most people knew him, including this group of high school students. When they saw Steve, screams erupted from the crowd.

Lydia ignored the screams and counted the number of people, exactly eleven, no more, no less, all of them looked listless, with colorful faces, it seemed that Steve also used some tricks to make them Quiet.

She also tied the two people she caught to the rope, and everyone lined up on the corridor mountain, looking like standing for punishment.

Lydia leaned against the door frame of the classroom to appreciate it for a while, and then happily called Coulson outside, so that he could send in those FBIs that were all decorations.

Those FBIs took the rope from Steve, and the leader shook hands with Steve very enthusiastically, and said a lot of thank you words, and the people who came with him went upstairs to search, but He just didn't let go of Steve's hand, acting like a Captain fan.

The high school students surrounded them, completely forgetting the horror of facing the group of bombers just now, chattering that they would go back and tell their parents about today's adventure.

Lydia was standing next to Steve, just showing a lazy smile, when there was an explosion from upstairs.

She and Steve glanced at each other, and Lydia immediately teleported up, and Steve pushed through the crowd and ran upstairs.

When he ran upstairs, Lydia was trying to treat a mangled figure, and the FBI around him showed helpless expressions on their faces. They subconsciously lowered their voices, looked at Steve and said softly: " We didn't do anything, he just blew himself up when he saw us."

Lydia stood up and looked over with green eyes. They stopped talking for a moment and looked at Lydia.

She looked at the blood stains on her fingers, and said calmly: "His heartbeat stopped, confirmed death."

But at this moment, noisy footsteps came from the stairs. They turned their heads and saw flashing lights instead of students.