Windsor felt as if she had just returned to the time when she graduated from high school. This feeling of looking forward to the future made her blood boil.
I'm really, really happy!
Windsor took out her computer and started to draw on it. Number Nine sat beside her and watched her control the drawing board to design her own clothes. He felt a bit weird.
He crossed his arms and watched Windsor draw one after another clothes. Some were weird, some were awkward. Anyway, it was a bit unpleasant to look at.
Could these really work?
Number Nine also didn't understand why he inexplicably cooperated with this blonde girl. But he was bored to death. Just treat it as finding some fun for himself.
Being a hero might be a bit interesting.
"Done!"
Windsor finally finished her work, "It's perfect. Come and take a look!"
Number Nine leaned over and saw a black and red combat suit with a red cloak on it. There was a big '9?' on the chest.
"How is it?"
Windsor looked at Number Nine excitedly as if she was showing off her work.
"The others … are passable. But why is there a cloak?"
Number Nine asked, "This kind of thing will only get in the way if you wear it."
"This is the symbol of a hero!"
Windsor said without hesitation, "A great hero must have a red cloak! This is glory and also power! "
"Nonsense."
Number Nine curled her lips. She didn't believe Windsor's words.
A symbol of a hero? For a powerful person, the only symbol is invincible power! Windsor would never understand how terrifying her power is! What hero she became was just a spur of the moment. Humph, that's right, it's just a spur of the moment!
Number Nine stayed with Windsor for a day. The next morning, Windsor went out and then came back excitedly.
"As long as you pay them, these people are very efficient. Look, this is your uniform! "
Windsor opened the set of clothes she designed and showed it to Number Nine.
"I don't like it. It has a feeling of grandstanding."
"Believe me, after you show your strength and justice, countless people will like this set of clothes!"
Windsor gave Number Nine a smile, "I promise!"
Number Nine didn't say anything more. Windsor bought breakfast for Number Nine, then asked him to put on the Combat Suit and went out with her.
"Where are we going?"
Sitting in Windsor's truck, No. 9 couldn't help but ask.
"Let's walk around and see if there's anything we can help with."
Windsor said while driving.
"I remember you are a reporter. Can you not go to work?"
Number Nine asked.
"I asked for leave, and the script has already been sent out."
Windsor said helplessly, "The Leicester Clan has blocked all the news, and my report has also been suppressed. But it doesn't matter, as long as you're on stage, no one will be afraid of those guys anymore. "
"As long as I make a move, I can destroy them."
Number Nine did not put the Leicester Clan in his eyes at all. To him, these people were nothing more than ants.
"If you want to catch them, then catch them in the act!"
Windsor was very insistent on this point. "If we attack them casually, what's the difference between us and the scumbags of the Leicester Family?"
"Killing people casually makes you scum?"
Number Nine suddenly asked.
"Yes, every life deserves to be respected! Casually taking other people's life is scum! "
"That's it."
Number Nine didn't say much, nor did she express any opinion. She maintained a noncommittal attitude.
Life deserves to be respected, but is the life of an ant worthy of respect? But this sentence, if it was said to the blonde girl, she probably wouldn't understand. After all, she herself was just an ant. He was just playing with her, just like a human playing with a pet.
"Hey, buddy, are you participating in a cosplay?"
While waiting for the red light, a car stopped next to them. Several teenagers inside laughed at the clothes on Number Nine's body.
Ants, Number Nine was too lazy to care about them.
"Bastards! Go home and lick your mother! "
The blonde girl was not polite at all and gave them the middle finger.
Those teenagers laughed even louder. When the green light changed, they stepped on the gas and sped away.
"Ignore them, it's because of these guys that evil breeds!"
The blonde girl immediately complained, "Especially that guy in the back, he looks like he's 14 or 15 years old, but he's actually smoking marijuana! These people are too depraved! "
"Do you want to protect these kinds of people?"
Number Nine continued to ask.
"If it's a hero, I will protect them."
The blonde girl nodded, "Although they are wrong, it's just a small evil, not a big one. A person's evil should be judged by the law. Even a hero can't be above the law! I think our USA's law is already very sound. The law respects everyone's life. I think a hero should also be like this. "
"Following the rules and regulations, this hero is really sullen."
Number Nine sneered twice.
"Such a hero, what's the point?"
"Why don't you try it first!"
Windsor continued to guide Number Nine. She felt that Number Nine has infinite potential and infinite brilliance, but he hasn't discovered it yet.
Number Nine didn't speak, just looking out of the window.
It was very quiet the whole morning. Since Number Nine destroyed the Leicester family and the drug lord cowboys last night, the city of Tel became somewhat peaceful. It was so peaceful that Windsor couldn't believe it. This was the city she usually lived in.
Just when Windsor was about to find a place to eat lunch, thick smoke suddenly billowed and the surrounding alarm rang.
"There's a situation! Let's go and see! "
Windsor was like a beast that smelled blood. She immediately stepped on the accelerator and rushed toward the place where the smoke came out.
When she got closer, she found out that it was an apartment building that was on fire. The fire was really not small. The entire tenth floor became a sea of fire, and the fire continued to spread upward. There was a lot of crying upstairs, and it was a mess downstairs. Many fire engines, police cars, and ambulances were there, busy with the emergency rescue. But the fire on the tenth floor was too strong. If the fire didn't reduce, the ladder of the fire engine couldn't go up.
"These damn people, they actually turned the tenth floor into a warehouse!"
A bystander muttered, "With such a fire, I'm afraid it will be difficult to reduce in a short time."
"Save my child!"
"Mom! I'm going to save my mom! "
A lot of people downstairs were also crying non-stop. Relying on her reporter identity, Windsor found out that there were at least three people on the tenth floor who didn't escape in time!
"Number Nine, my hero, the rest depends on you!"
Windsor's eyes fell on Number Nine.
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