I'm rubbing the masked knight in the United States

Blue sky and white clouds, the sun is shining brightly.

Standing in front of a resplendent and towering building, Edward, dressed in ragged clothes and covered in tattered cloth strips, looked at everything around him dully.

"Hey hey, don't stay here if you want to eat, go to the next door." The company's security guard impatiently walked over to chase him away, for fear that he would affect the company's image and cause him to be reprimanded by his boss and deducted his salary.

Edward couldn't hear what he said, but he probably understood what he meant. He walked towards the opposite street in a daze, thinking about three philosophical questions while walking.

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

My name is Edward, and I am a junior at a university in the East. I have average grades and am skipping class in the dormitory to watch the movie Kamen Rider Forever. When I saw the end, I felt a flash of light.

After all, he is a man who has been washed by big waves and baptized by a certain novel for more than ten years. Edward realized that he had time-traveled in the first second, but it was a pity that he found himself a pill in the second second.

He traveled through time and became the OSS in Kamen Rider Forever, and the plot has reached the end where the knights beat up the OSS.

Kamen Rider Forever is the last theatrical version of the Kamen Rider Heisei era in the island country tokusatsu series, so the card is quite big, with twenty Heisei Knights gathered together.

Not only was Edward lucky enough to see this scene on his mobile phone, but he was also blown away by the No.1 perspective.

When Edward traveled through the past, it was already the last part of the plot. The knights violently beat the final boss, and he was kicked to death before he could even say a word.

Edward didn't do anything. After being beaten and kicked by 20 knights, the light flashed again and he appeared here.

It is conservatively estimated that it has crossed again.

Edward barely figured out who he was. First, he was a junior in college. His soul had penetrated the time robber, the boss in Kamen Rider Forever. Finally, it was this body.

Edward shook his hand. This was not a physique that an otaku should have. Edward looked at the shadow on the glass door and found that the body seemed to be that of the boss in Kamen Rider Forever, at least the one on his body. The clothes are the same.

Edward touched his aching head. He had just resisted twenty knight kicks, and the total force of the kicks was hundreds of tons.

It hurts so much

After figuring out who he was, Edward moved on to the next question, where is this?

Edward raised his head and looked at the building in front of him, the noble and luxurious English letters shining in the sun.

starkstark industries.

Edward walked to the opposite side, and then looked at the name of the building hanging above his head. The letters were low-key, luxurious and connotative but still blinding.

wayne wayne group.

He understands Stark Tower, Iron Man, Wayne Group, Batman.

But

Why do these two appear in the same world?

And is the company still opening across the street to grab business?

"Go, go, go over there for food." The security guard of Wayne Group said exactly the same words as the security guard of Stark Tower.

Edward patted his head and walked back.

The security guard of the Stark Tower on the opposite side has been staring at this side, seeing this, and greeted him.

Two security guards blocked Edward in the middle of the road. It was halfway through the lunch break, and there were very few people and vehicles on the street, so no one came to drive the three of them away.

The security guard of Wayne Group said angrily, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean, why are you driving beggars towards us?"

"Aha, isn't your group quite rich? How come you can't even help a beggar?"

"I'm just afraid that he will affect our company's image. It's a joke that he can't help us."

"If your company buys him new clothes, won't it affect his image?"

"Hiring a stylist in your company will not solve the problem."

Barbara.

Edward was thinking about why Iron Man and Batman would open the door to the company, but his thoughts were interrupted by the noise of the two, and he left angrily.

The two security guards didn't make any noise when they saw that he was gone, but they turned their heads and saw that he hadn't gone far. They all looked at Edward walking to the side of the road with puzzled faces, picked up a newspaper that someone didn't know who threw it, and asked passers-by to borrow it. I picked up a pen, and wrote the English words "begging, please give me money" in words that are not much better than a dog crawling.

Edward came back, crossed between the two security guards, one newspaper was facing Wayne Corporation, and the other was facing Stark Industries.

Two security guards: ""

Edward ""

Wait, something seems not right. Why am I begging? I am not a beggar. I have moral integrity. I am a good young man of the new era who has a bottom line and moral integrity.

It was only the two security guards who said he was a beggar. He never admitted it, but doing this just confirmed it.

Edward was thinking about running away without covering his face to avoid embarrassment, when he suddenly heard two magnetic voices coming from different directions.

One after another, the two people spoke exactly the same words, "What are you doing?" "What are you doing?"

The two security guards hurriedly turned around, and Edward also turned around to look. They were two men in black suits, one tall and one short, but with the same terrifying temperament. They looked full of "I am rich, I am very rich". Money, I am not only rich, but I also have the unique temperament of a rich rich man, which almost makes Edka unable to open his eyes.

"President" and "President" the two security guards called out respectfully.

"Uh-huh."

The two men nodded together, then walked over to read the words on the newspaper, were taken aback for a moment, and then stared at each other.

Edward seemed to understand the identities of the two of them.

The two looked at Edward's tattered clothes, with blood on the corner of his mouth, and frowned. The tall man opened his wallet and dropped a hundred dollars.

Edward just wanted to thank him, but before he could speak, he saw a small man in a suit next to him, opened his wallet, and dropped two hundred dollars.

""A special premonition emerged.

The tall man in a suit took out three hundred dollars from his unclosed wallet.

The little man in a suit took out a $[-] knife.

Edward has seen what it means to be inhumane, what it means to be rich, what it means to spend a lot of money, what it means to be as rich as the enemy, what it means to be wealthy, what it means to spend money like water, what it means to be a snipe and a clam fighting for the fisherman's profit, and what it means to make a fortune in silence.

But after the two men in suits finished throwing away the money in their wallets, they glared at each other unhappily, took out everything in their wallets, and threw the wallets to Edward as well.

"" Edward looked at the sign.

His roommate once boasted that he saw a gold version of "zil's own brand" at a banquet, which sold for more than 300 million U.S. dollars at auction. The guy just saw it once and couldn't help but feel proud of it.

But Edward looked at it himself and saw that it was Zil's wallet, but the model number was not written on it. At first glance, it was a privately customized version, but for what these two people were worth, it was definitely not cheaper than the gold version.

Even if the price is equal, no, even if it is only one third of the price, it is still more than 100 million US dollars.

Just throw away your million-dollar wallet, and the rich man will die.

Edward was stunned by the air in the middle of the road, speechless.

The two men in suits looked indifferent, but they still stared at each other, hoping to find some distressed and flesh-pained expressions on each other's faces, that means they won.

But they failed, their expressions were very calm, and they stared at each other for a while, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit gay, so Qiqi snorted, turned and left with the envious security guard on his face.

While picking up the money, Edward felt that something was wrong. It seemed that he was not here to beg.

But after thinking about it carefully, I kicked all the integrity and integrity deep in my heart to the corner.

Damn you work hard, begging for tens of millions of dollars at a time, you still work like a hammer if you have this level

In the two companies, the security guard and the two bosses entered special passwords when they entered.

"Stark sucks so weakly"

“Wayne sucks so weakly”

Edward was ready to run away after picking up the money ""

This world line is really not quite right.