"Boom ......"

Feeling the continuous explosion sound outside, and by the way, he turned his head sideways to look at the several indescribable mosaics beside him, Li Qingyuan felt a burst of brain pain.

Who can tell him why it was a bomb and not a firecracker that woke him up?

He was still having a headache about how to face the urging of seven aunts and eight aunts to get married, but now he is finally relieved, as a middle-aged and elderly man who is close to forty years old and has not yet married, every family gathering for the New Year is simply a criticism meeting.

Yesterday he was still worried about how to face today's family criticism meeting, but now it's okay, don't worry about it at all!

What he needs to worry about now is how to survive!

It's too child's play to sleep at home and cross directly.

For others, they may hesitate for a long time when they encounter this kind of thing, but for Li Qingyuan, who was a street novelist in his previous life, isn't it a normal basic operation to cross this kind of thing?

That's right, he was a dead street writer before he crossed over, because the writing garbage was not correct, the innovation was not enough, and there were no readers at all, if it wasn't for a part-time job as a security guard, it was estimated that even the problem of survival would be difficult to solve.

Just now.

Li Qingyuan looked around at the surrounding environment, and felt that this one seemed to kneel!

He was in the living room on the second floor, and the predecessor of this body was preparing dinner with his parents, but a missile flew out of nowhere, fell directly from the ceiling, and then exploded with a bang.

It stands to reason that being confused by missiles at close range, unless he has a superhuman-like physique, it is definitely hanging, but it is obvious that the crossing god does not talk about the basic law at all.

Even though the parents of this body and the two unlucky eggs brought down by the missile have all become indescribable mosaics, his body is still unharmed, not even a piece of oily skin is broken.

Of course, it wasn't completely unscathed, after all, wasn't this soul replaced!

He patted his cheek and got his memories from the remaining soul fragments.

The unlucky child who was crossed by himself is called Jack Ma, 18 years old this year, and is a Chinese born in Sokovia, a small country in Eastern Europe.

"Damn!"

Knowing his situation from the memory fragments, Li Qingyuan couldn't help but scold.

Jackma's parents were natives, but three months before he was born, his parents sold the five sets of courtyard houses in the imperial capital and came to Sokovia to earn a living.

All right! This story can really make everyone laugh until they cry, but considering the social environment at the time, this suffocating operation did happen a lot.

Fortunately, Jackma's parents did a suffocating thing, but the two of them are quite diligent, working hard in Sokovia for more than ten years, relying on the love of the children of the flower family for real estate, and finally have a building in Sokovia.

That's right, you read that right, crossing with its own building, Jackma is also a second-generation building in Sokovia.

Only now!

Listening to the constant bombing sound in his ears, it is estimated that the second generation of his building should be at the end!

Shaking his head and leaving behind the dream of the second generation of his building, he now needs to think about how he should survive.

The gunfire and bombardment outside were chaotic, and although I didn't know what was going on, I knew with my toes that something was definitely wrong!

Even missiles can fly into your living room, so you can imagine what the chaos will be like outside.

It's definitely not a good idea to just stay where you are.

Because there's a missile stuck in the top of your head!

The six-story apartment building was the property of his former parents, with a restaurant on the first floor, a family on the second floor, and a lease on the third floor onwards.

The missile seemed to have flown in through the window on the third floor, piercing the floor of the third floor and the ceiling of the second floor, and then exploded in his living room.

And now the missile planted overhead, about a meter long, is planted diagonally in the floor of the third floor, tilting at an eerie angle.

The missile may be detonated at any time, and even if it does not detonate, if it falls from the third floor, it is estimated that it will explode with a 'bang'.

So his immediate priority is to get out of this dangerous building as soon as possible, and then find a safe place to hide.

Of course, it's not safe out there now, but at least it's much stronger than a missile on your head!

It's just that when he was about to run away, he suddenly found that the missile was printed with the Stark trademark.

Stark Group?

Li Qingyuan's brain was buzzing, he didn't have any idea when he learned that his country was Sokovia just now, after all, Eastern Europe is a small country, unless it is a brick family who is proficient in world geography, otherwise no one dares to say that he can write down the names of all countries.

But Sokovia plus Stark Group, if he can't remember it, he will really be ashamed of his reputation as a street writer!

I actually traveled to Marvel in a daze?

And what's even more annoying is that others have crossed Marvel directly in New York, and the head of the rookie village is not Phil. Coulson is a little spider, or Iron Man or Kim.

But what about yourself?

The start was to face a head-on missile developed by Stark Group?

That's too big a gap, isn't it?

And if I'm not mistaken, the parents of this body seem to have been sent directly into the sky by the missile developed by the Stark Group just now, right?

If you really want to calculate it strictly, isn't Iron Man his own enemy who killed his father and mother?

"Uh......h Woo......"

Just as he was wandering into the world, he heard bursts of crying in the gaps of the explosion.

And the living?

Li Qingyuan looked up, and couldn't see the scene on the third floor because his vision was blocked, but it was obvious that the cry came from the third floor.

But he didn't have the idea of being ready to save people now, God knows when that missile would explode, so he had better run away.

It's hard to cross over once, and he doesn't want to start over again because he is a good person.

This is the Marvel world, where the boss runs all over the place where aliens go crazy, and his small arms and legs can't afford to be a hero.

Besides, with his character, it is too difficult for him to be a hero.

The door has been destroyed by the aftermath of the explosion, but fortunately this is only the second floor, and jumping to death is a big problem.

Just as he was about to walk to the window, his footsteps turned back again.

Seemingly?

In my memory, the couple who rented their own house upstairs had a strange surname.

It seems to be called what Maximov?