American Comics: I Am Tall, Rich And Handsome, But I Was Pushed Back By Black Widow

"Ding! It has been detected that the destination world has been reached..."

"The parallel universe timeline is being set..."

"The god-level bounty system has begun to bind..."

“…13%…52%…99%…”

"Binding successful!"

…

New York.

In a dilapidated two-story house on the outskirts of the Big Apple, evil is happening here.

The dim light in the corridor shines from the holes in the wall into the attic that exudes an unpleasant smell of decay.

"Please...let me go...please..."

"Hahahaha~ Damn it! Bichi, how dare you bite me!"

The woman's begging for mercy and the man's wild laughter and curses passed through the rotten wooden floor, still very harsh.

"So thirsty...I want to drink water..."

Byrne moved his hand, but didn't feel his arm. His eyes widened.

An unfamiliar environment came into view.

"...Where am I? Ugh..."

Byrne pursed his chapped lips, feeling the tearing sensation in his throat as if on fire.

The next second, he was choked by the stench that rushed into his nose and burst into tears, and he couldn't help but retching.

Watching the handsome young man retching continuously, his hands and feet were tied up like Byrne's and thrown to the floor.

The red-haired beauty, whose figure was even more prominent, had a hint of impatience in her eyes, as if she was dissatisfied with the situation in front of her.

However, there was no trace of fear of being kidnapped on her face.

On the contrary, he was very relaxed, as if he was very familiar with everything in front of him.

Byrne, a post-2000s flower grower, has just escaped from three years of hell in high school and entered college.

"Shouldn't I be in the dormitory?"

Obviously, he just went out for dinner with his roommates, and he made sure that he didn't drink too much and had already returned to the dormitory.

But now, his hands and feet were tied tightly, a cloth was stuffed in his mouth, and he was thrown to the floor.

The dormitory in front of him was not the dormitory where he lived, let alone the university where he was admitted.

Byrne retched for a long time, not only was there no relief, but he inhaled more stinking rotten air.

"No, I need to calm down! Calm down!"

Byrne controlled the urge to take a deep breath and blinked rapidly.

After his eyes adjusted to the irritating air, Byrne used the scattered lights in the holes in the corridor walls to carefully observe the environment he was currently in.

On the dilapidated and decayed wooden floor, among the colorless material, he could also see a few wriggling white objects.

He turned his eyes and saw that half of the wallpaper on the wall had been removed, and the other half was full of holes, with dense cobwebs all over the holes.

"It seems I was really kidnapped..."

Byrne breathed a sigh of relief after confirming again and again that he was indeed kidnapped.

While he was observing the room, the woman's charming eyes were also looking at him.

"Natasha Romanoff, what's going on with the target?"

Under the woman's long burgundy hair, a flesh-colored patch vibrated slightly.

The voice of her colleague appeared in her ears. She gently tapped her teeth, and the tapping sound came through the patch.

Opposite the dilapidated two-story house, in an equally dilapidated house, a team of FBI agents, armed with live ammunition and wearing heavy body armor, were quietly distributed throughout the house.

A middle-aged man with a warm smile on his face nodded slightly to the excited woman beside him, and then asked into the microphone.

Two sounds of teeth tapping came from the speakers on the side. The man nodded to the woman who was holding her hands tightly, leaving marks on her palms.

"Miss Pepper, everything is fine with Mr. Byrne."

"Thank God!" When the woman heard this, she couldn't help but sit on the chair.

…

"Woooo..."

Looking at the boy who recovered quickly and began to observe the environment, a glimmer of appreciation flashed in the woman's eyes, and then her expression changed.

His eyes were full of panic, and he began to struggle.

When Byrne heard the sound, his body tensed up instinctively. He looked up and found that diagonally opposite him, a bumpy figure was struggling to get up.

"It turns out I'm not the only one who was kidnapped..."

Looking at the side face of the struggling woman, Byrne raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why does this beauty in tights look so familiar?"

With short burgundy hair and panicked eyes, the more you look at him, the more familiar he becomes.

I had some doubts in my heart, but I couldn't remember it for a while.

"Where have I seen it? So what, it's not like I was kidnapped..."

Thinking of this, Byrne's eyes dimmed. He was now more worried about his own life than the beauty.

"I am a poor student, my family has only one household registration, and I still have to rely on student loans to go to school. What are you kidnapping me for?"

Byrne really can't think clearly.

"Please...please..."

"Fake! Damn Bichi, go to hell!"

Suddenly, the irritable male voice came into the small attic again. Byrne blinked and felt something was wrong.

"How do they speak English?"

As a college student who has just passed the college entrance examination, I can still understand English.

"Johnny! Damn it! You killed someone again!"

"Mazefak, brother-in-law, I don't need you to worry about it!"

"You damn brother-in-law! You know that we kidnapped Stark's brother, but you still dare to call a prostitute back! If we are discovered by the damn NYPD because of you, I will definitely shoot you!"

"Mazefak! I'll kill you first!"

boom!

A muffled gunshot rang out, and the two people who were exchanging harsh words fell silent.

"Mazefak! Let's see who dares to fight among themselves!"

A deep male voice sounded.

"Johnny, don't go out tomorrow. Let the white guy contact Stark tomorrow."

"Boss, is that pretty boy really useful? We haven't even contacted Tony Stark, we only have a female secretary."

"Yes, boss, I see that Tony Stark doesn't care about this younger brother as much as the news says. After all, this Chinese boy is just the adopted son of old Stark."

"Don't worry, you two's money will be indispensable."

Byrne had no intention of listening to what they said next. When he heard the last name Stark, a mechanical voice suddenly appeared in his head.

"It has been detected that the host has woken up...the identity template is loading..."

"Loading successful!"

"Start giving out gift packages to newbies!"

He felt like a large amount of memories were flooding into his brain, like a flood bursting a bank.

A picture played in front of him like a revolving lantern, two kind white couples, one was stubborn and very clumsy to please his brother.

The turbulent memories came in force but were absorbed by Byrne like sand into the sea, and his frown slowly relaxed.

The rapid breathing became calmer, and a pair of black and white eyes opened.

"I'm going! I actually traveled through time!?"

Byrne looked in disbelief, but the system feedback told him the whole process.

"Creating a new parallel universe timeline from scratch, what kind of unfolding is this!"

Even if the Ancient One were in person, he wouldn't be able to see the true identity of Byrne now.

"Unexpectedly, during a dinner party, I traveled through time, and my current identity is actually Iron Man's younger brother."

Through his memory, he already knew that in the morning, he received a call from his brother, Tony Stark, informing him that he was going on a business trip to Afghanistan.

Asked him if there was any gift he wanted, and told him to listen to Pepper.

Byrne shook his head, never expecting that Iron Man, who had always been a prodigal, also had a mother-in-law side in private.

Putting his emotions to the back of his mind, Byrne took a deep breath and called out in his heart.

"system…"

[PS: New book sets sail, thank you for your support]