Marvel World Destroyer

"Dad...Mom..."

Yi Hu sat on the bedside and stared blankly at the front, picked up the quilt beside him and wiped away his tears and snot.

"Don't worry, your parents are doing well..."

An indistinct voice sounded in Yi Hu's heart, and then a screen appeared in front of his eyes, which was the scene of his parents watching his cremation with tears in his eyes.

"Mom and Dad!"

Yi Hu went down the mountain with a fierce tiger and pounced directly on the screen, and then fell a dog gnawed at the mud. The screen in front of him disappeared, and when he looked up, the screen appeared in front of him again.

Yi Hu slowly retreated to the side of the bed, picked up the quilt and kept wiping away his tears. Looking at the mother crying and passing out in the picture, I felt a pain in my heart and regretted my behavior of onlookers.

Seeing the astonishment and joy that flashed across the faces of the two when they received the medical examination report, Yi Hu was slightly taken aback, not understanding what was going on.

Seeing that the two won the first prize in lottery tickets with the change they paid for the medical expenses, Yi Hu cried out in his heart, he has contributed to public welfare for so many years without even seeing a single hair

As a result, the parents seemed to be on the hook. He really wanted to ask the other party if his life affected their performance...

Nine months later, the two gave birth to a baby boy, and they lived a happy life as a local tyrant. With the screen going out, Yi Hu's crazy heart was also there.

He can no longer describe his mood in words, the previous feeling of parting from life and death disappeared in an instant, looking at the luxurious bedroom, Yi Hu said in a low voice

"Maybe it's not bad... everyone can live a happy and happy life of local tyrants..."

After Yi Hu wiped away his tears with the quilt and knew that his parents were doing well, his mood gradually calmed down. It is impossible to destroy the world, even in this life!

Now that his parents, Ankang, have become rich again, Yi Hu decides to spend the rest of his life in Shengxiao's life, and he wants to beat ten young models who massage young girls in any club!

At this moment, the alarm bell on the bedside suddenly rang, disrupting his fantasy. Just after turning off the alarm clock, there was a knock on the door, Yi Hu frowned and opened the door with some displeasure.

"Mr. Yi, how do you feel? Remember to give us your feelings in writing..."

"What? Isn't this my house? What report do you want to write?"

Yi Hu was a little confused, the waiter had a professional smile on his face, and said softly, "Mr. Yi, you are really humorous... Well, let's not talk about this, I still have to inspect the house, please cooperate!"

Thinking of the snot on the quilt, Yi Hu subconsciously wanted to block the opponent, but after seeing the four black bodyguards on both sides, Yi Hu wisely chose to get out of the way.

"Er... Mr. Yi, can you explain to me what is going on here?"

Yi Hu looked in the direction of the waiter's finger, blushed and said embarrassedly, "It's too cold, I have a little cold..."

The waiter looked up at the 25°C air conditioner and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. After checking, he found that nothing was missing, and the waiter didn't scold Yi Hu. Anyway, they had to change the quilt.

Yi Hu put back on his clothes and took the elevator to the first floor, walked out of the gate and looked up at the restaurant on the 30th floor behind him, sighing slightly in his heart.

He took out his wallet and opened it to find that there were only three hundred dollars in it. After checking the address recorded on his ID, Yi Hu hailed a taxi.

An hour later, the taxi stopped in front of the house three streets away from the hotel. Looking at the remaining fifty dollars in his hand, Yi Hu raised his middle finger at the taxi going away. The other party slammed on the brakes and began to reverse the car. Rush to the house

He hurriedly opened the door, picked up the baseball bat on the table and waved it twice, and waited for the other party to come and get beaten.

"You damn yellow-skinned monkey, get out of here!"

Yi Hu's face turned cold. What he hated most was racial discrimination. He clenched the baseball bat in his hand and opened the door, preparing to teach the other party a bloody lesson.

next second

With a black gun pointed at his chest, Yi Hu raised the baseball bat in both hands and knelt on the ground with a plop, paying for his impulse.

The strong man searched everything on Yi Hu's body, including the old-looking watch, but the other party did not enter the room.

The brawny man just wanted to scare Yi Hu and didn't intend to kill anyone. After all, there were still a few surveillance cameras around him, so he didn't expect that Yi Hu would not miss something so good for nothing. The strong man threw a few documents on the ground, put his wallet in his arms, turned and walked towards his car.

After a sound of engine, the taxi entered the main road. Yi Hu stood up, looked around and found no one, then quickly rushed into the house and cursed in a low voice.

"Get the hell out of here! Just leave me a pair of underwear and don't let me see you again!"

Looking at the old decorations in the house, Yi Hu sighed. Although his life was very desolate, he still didn't want to carry out the task of destroying the world. He promised the other party before because he was afraid of death. Now he is living well, although he has no money, but Is it possible for a living person to starve to death in this city?

Yi Hu walked into the bathroom, took a shower and changed clothes. Then he returned to the somewhat messy bedroom and opened his laptop to write out his testimonials.

The person who logged into Facebook and found the hotel's avatar, clicked on the message sent by the other person, and was stunned in place.

Before, he could converse fluently with others and thought it was a benefit from his time travel. However, it turned out that he could only read but not write. This was outrageous.

"Yi Hu, you can do it! Come on!"

After some encouragement, Yi Hu began to look for those videos with subtitles, listened to the meaning expressed in the other party's language, and then began to study hard according to the subtitles below.

An hour later, Yi Hu rubbed his eyes. The people in the video were so dedicated. Even though he was a big man, he still didn't forget to express his inner emotions.

Yi Hu didn’t feel tired until three o’clock in the morning. He ignored the toilet paper on the floor and went straight to the bed and closed his eyes slowly. The female teacher on the computer was pointing at the blackboard to teach students theoretical knowledge, and the students under the podium listened very carefully. .

Finally, under the leadership of a female teacher for practice, Yi Hu slowly fell into a dream while listening to the female teacher's unclear voice.

"Da da da da..."

A burst of bullets woke him up from his sleep. Yi Hu turned off the computer and carefully came to the window, looking at the two groups of people fighting on the street.

Subconsciously swallowed, only orange fireworks and the sound of bullets hitting his body could be seen on the dark street. Suddenly, the glass on the right side was shattered by a stray bullet, and Yi Hu was so frightened that he lay on the ground with his head in his hands and shivered.

Five minutes later, the fighting outside stopped. Yi Hu took a deep breath of his heart beating violently under the air pressure, looked at the broken windows, and decided to find an intermediary to sell the house to China tomorrow.

He didn't want to stay in this wretched place for a moment no matter who liked to be treated.