My Wife Is the Martial Alliance Head

1566 Hero Moments

Windsor felt as if she had just returned to high school, and this feeling of anticipation for the future made her enthusiastic.

Really, really happy!

Windsor took out his computer and wrote and painted on it. Nine is sitting next to her, watching her manipulate the drawing board and designing her own clothes. It feels weird.

He held his arms and watched Windsor draw clothes one after another. There were weird and awkward ones. Anyhow, it looked a little disgusting.

Can these really work?

Nine did not understand, how could they somehow cooperate with the blonde. But he was so bored that he should have some fun for himself.

Dangdang heroes may be a little bit interesting or maybe.

"All right!"

Windsor finally finished her work, "It's perfect, come and see!"

Nine turned around and saw a black and red battle suit with a red cape on it, and a large "9?" On her chest.

"how about it?"

Windsor looked at No. 9 with excitement and seemed to show off her work.

"Others ... do it, but why do you have a cape?"

No. 9 asked, "This kind of thing, when worn on the body, only hinders hands and feet."

"This is a symbol of heroes!"

Windsor said without hesitation, "A great hero must have a red cloak! This is glory and strength!"

"It's nonsense."

No. 9 froze and did not believe Windsor's statement at all.

Also a symbol of heroes? For power, the only symbol is invincible power! Windsor will never understand how terrible his power is! What kind of hero you become is just a whim. Huh, that's right, it just happened!

On the 9th, I stayed in Windsor for a day. In the early morning, Windsor went out a door and then came back happily.

"As long as you give money, the efficiency of these people is fast. Look, this is your uniform!"

Windsor opened the suit she designed and showed it to No. 9.

"I don't like it. It feels like publicity."

"Trust me, after you show your strength and justice, countless people will like this suit!"

Windsor gave No. 9 a smile, "I promise!"

No. 9 didn't talk much. Windsor bought breakfast for No. 9 and asked him to put on this combat suit and follow him out.

"where are we going?"

Sitting in Windsor's truck, Number 9 couldn't help asking.

"Walk around and see if we need any help."

Windsor said as he drove.

"I remember you are a reporter. Can you not go to work?"

Question number nine.

"I asked for leave, and the manuscript has passed."

Windsor reluctantly said, "The people of the Leicester family have blocked all the news and my report has been suppressed. But it doesn't matter, as long as you are on the stage, people will not be afraid of those guys anymore."

"As long as I shoot, I can destroy them."

On the 9th, the Leicester family was not considered at all. These people were nothing but ants to him.

"If you want to catch them, just grab them!"

Windsor insisted on this, "If we also shoot at them casually, what is the difference between those scums of the Leicester family?"

"Is it scum to kill anyone?"

Suddenly Nine asked.

"Yeah, every life deserves to be respected! It is scum to plunder other people's lives!"

"such."

On the 9th, he did not say much, did not express any opinion, and was in an attitude of disapproval.

Life deserves to be respected, but is the life of ants worthy of being respected? But this sentence, said to the blonde, I'm afraid she won't understand it, after all, she is just an ant. Just playing with her is like a human game with pets.

"Hey buddy, are you participating in cos?"

While waiting for the red light, a car next to it stopped and several teenagers inside laughed at No. 9's clothes.

The ants stopped, and No. 9 was too lazy to deal with them.

"Asshole! Go home and lick your mother!"

The blonde was not polite at all, and raised her **** at them.

A few teenagers laughed louder, and when they changed the green light, they stepped on the accelerator and went out.

"Don't care about them, it's because of these guys that sin is breeding!"

The blonde complained immediately, "especially the guy in the back row, who looks like 14 or 15 years old, is smoking marijuana! These people are so depraved!"

"Should such people protect them?"

Questions continued on the 9th.

"If they are heroes, they will be protected."

The blonde nodded, "Although they have made mistakes, they are only small evils, not big mistakes. One's sins should be judged by the law. Even a hero cannot be above the law! I think our emperor The law is very sound. The law respects everyone's life, and I think so should heroes. "

"Follow the rules and regulations, this hero is very aggrieved."

Number nine sneered twice.

"So heroic, what are you doing?"

"You try it first!"

Windsor continued to guide No. 9. She felt that No. 9 had unlimited potential and even greater brilliance, but he hadn't discovered it yet.

Nine did not speak, just looking out the window.

In the morning, it was very quiet. Since the destruction of the Leicester family and the poisoned cowboy on the 9th last night, Tel has become somewhat peaceful. The tranquility makes Windsor a little bit unbelievable. This is the city where she usually lives.

Just as Windsor was about to find a place to have lunch, there was a sudden thick smoke next to it, and the alarm bells around it were a masterpiece.

"There is a situation! Go and see!"

Windsor, like a beast smelling smelly, immediately stepped on the throttle and rushed towards the place where the smoke was.

I didn't know until recently that an apartment building was on fire. The fire was really not small. The entire tenth floor became a sea of ​​fire, and the fire continued to spread upwards. There was a crying upstairs and a rush downstairs. A lot of fire engines and police cars, ambulances are all there, busy with emergency rescue. But the fire on the tenth floor is too strong. If the fire does not decrease, the ladder of the fire truck will not go up.

"These damn, turned ten floors into a warehouse!"

A person watching the excitement muttered next to him, "I'm afraid this kind of fire will hardly be reduced in a short while."

"Save my child!"

"Mom! I'm going to save my mom!"

Many people downstairs also kept crying. Windsor, relying on his identity as a reporter, inquired that at least three people on the tenth floor did not escape in time!

"Nine, my hero, the rest is up to you!"

Windsor's eyes fell on No. 9.