Qiu Ren is always very tired [Comprehensive]

Qiuren feels that he has been a little unlucky recently.

One second he was still at the airport in Sicily, Italy, surrounded by blond foreigners who communicated in foreign languages, and the next second he appeared in an unknown place, surrounded by a group of strange-looking people talking Aliens in Japanese.

And now he is being held hostage by an alien.

This scene, like the beginning of a sci-fi movie, gave Qiuren the illusion that he might be dreaming now, but he could clearly feel the icy temperature from the fruit knife on his neck.

If it is not a dream, there is only one possibility.

He crossed.

Although this possibility sounds more unreliable than dreaming, Qiuren knows that there is a mysterious prop in Pengo Lie, called the ten-year rocket launcher, which can switch people and themselves ten years later for 5 minutes, and that prop The owner is Lei Shou of Pengo Li, that is, the little boy in a cow costume who competed with Pengo Li's future heir at the airport for a Kamen Rider model.

By the way, this Vengley's Lei Shou is only five years old this year, and even among the underage guardians, he is also the youngest one.

If he hadn't believed in Li Baoen's judgment, he would have thought that this group of people was just playing a house-keeping game. It was no wonder that there were still many voices of opposition within Pengelie regarding the matter of the next heir.

Back to the topic, if Akito's guess is correct, this should be Japan ten years later.

So Japan ten years later was invaded by aliens?Or is it that human evolution has suddenly mutated in this decade...

Looking at the strange appearances of the crowd, Qiuren lamented that the evolution of human beings is really heading in a sad direction. In the next second, from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of two slender ropes dragging from the head of the person holding him hostage. Cockroach tentacles, those two tentacles seemed to be still trembling slightly.Qiu Ren's pupils contracted sharply, and his whole body froze.

The innate aversion to creatures like cockroaches made him feel physically repulsed when he saw those two tentacles, like a tiny caterpillar Slowly wriggling in the bottom of his heart, the itchy and disgusting feeling made him feel extremely irritable.

"Has the hero not come yet?"

"The nearby heroes seem to have gone to solve the case of the tram robbery. After all, the situation there is more urgent, and a whole car of people are taken as hostages."

"Eh? What about here?"

"We can only wait for the hero or the police to come."

"But isn't that child very pitiful? It looks like he's just a high school student."

"I can only hope that the hero will come over soon..."

There were at least fifteen or six people onlookers, including many tall and strong men, but all of these people chose to stand by and watch. Although they had worried expressions on their faces, they actually had no intention of rescuing them. Instead, they whispered and communicated in private.

It seems that ten years later, although the human body has evolved, the brain has degenerated instead.

Qiu Ren looked at the surrounding crowd indifferently, with a mocking arc on his mouth.

Ten years ago, it was also normal for human beings to sit by and watch when people who had nothing to do with them were in crisis, but at least ten years ago, people would not gather together to watch on such occasions and think it was easy to say something in a low voice. Words that irritate the perpetrator.

He should have been here for more than 5 minutes, but there was no sign of "going back". He remembered that the brown-haired boy once mentioned that the bazooka often malfunctioned in this decade.

Probably something went wrong this time too.

Qiuren thought calmly.

Originally, he planned to wait 5 minutes until he automatically left this world and returned to ten years ago, and then left the next mess to himself ten years later to solve, but it seemed that things were not as smooth as he imagined.

Surrounded by a group of onlookers with strange looks and underdeveloped brains, and a monster with cockroach beards holding a knife against his neck, Qiuren didn't have a good impression of the world ten years later.

Qiuren originally planned to throw the cockroach monster behind him who was fighting against the alien species of Mars, but when he thought of the two long and trembling cockroach whiskers that came into contact with his line of sight just now, the feeling deep in his heart was against the cockroach. The strong sense of repulsion from this creature made him unable to reach out and touch the cockroach monster's body.

At this moment, there was a "hunting" sound in the sky that resembled the air being torn apart, and something was falling rapidly from above. Then, Qiuren suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, and only a blur remained on the transparent lens. Unclear afterimages, before he could react, he was pulled away from the cockroach monster, and the whole body of the cockroach monster holding him was swung into the ground and used to hold him The fruit knife around his neck fell to the side, and a tall and burly man stood in his place instead.

The conspicuous red, white and blue tights on the man once made Qiu Ren think that this man had traveled from the studio next door, because even standing among a group of weird-looking people who looked like sci-fi movies, his painting style was The most out of place one.

"Are you all right, boy."

This tall man, who seemed to have come out of an American superhero comic, spoke standard and fluent Japanese.

Qiu Ren silently blocked the "Captain of Country X" and "Superman" and other messy keywords that kept popping up in his mind. Looking at the undisguised concern on the man's face, a standard smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm fine, thank you for saving me."

"It's nothing, helping ordinary citizens is the bounden duty of a professional hero."

The man grinned at him and showed his big white teeth. The overly bright smile on his face shone as brightly as the noon sun, and Qiu Ren's eyes were almost not blinded.

"All Might!"

Someone among the onlookers shouted his name with a look of surprise on his face. The sound was like a small stone falling into the water, and then the name quickly spread among the nearby onlookers like ripples. .

"It's All Might! He defeated the criminal!"

"All Might! Please sign me!"

"All Might! Can I take a photo with you?"

"All Might!"

"All Might..."

……

The tall man in front of him seemed to be a national idol. Everyone looked at him with strong admiration and yearning. The men surrounded by him looked at the over-enthusiastic crowd with some embarrassment. do not know how to act.

"Well, I have to go to school next time, the students are still waiting for me..."

However, his weak statement was quickly suppressed by more excited voices from the crowd.

"All Might..."

Qiu Ren stood outside the crowd, looking at the tall man who was about to be overwhelmed by the crowd, and unconsciously chanted the name.

I always feel as if I have heard this name somewhere.

And I've heard it more than once...

Ten years later, in this completely unfamiliar world, it was the name "All Might" that gave Qiuren a subtle sense of familiarity for the first time.

Although he didn't know where this subtle familiarity came from...

……

In the name of asking for directions, Qiu Ren asked people on the street a few questions on the sidelines. Based on the answers of these people, Qiu Ren confirmed one thing.

This is not the world ten years from now.

At least not ten years from the world he's in.

But this is indeed Japan, there is Tokyo and Kyoto, but there is no Ice Emperor in Tokyo, and there is no Fengjia in Kyoto. This is Japan in a parallel world, and in this parallel world, there is no Fengqiu people.

Qiuren took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and the signal was full half an hour ago, but there is no response at this moment, and all he gets when calling the person in the address book is a cold sentence that the user you dialed is not in the service area.

The current situation is very bad. Although he has his ID card and passport in his wallet, it is probably useless here. The portrait on the paper money is completely different from the paper money in this world. The stack of thick paper money is in the This is no different from waste paper.

Not only is he alone, but he is also a black householder without identification. His current situation can be regarded as besieged on all sides. This is the first time Qiusheng has encountered such a desolate situation in his life.

Li Baoen probably knew about his situation by now, but even if he knew, Qiuren was not prepared to pin his hopes on him. That Mr. Assassin was notoriously ruthless, and he and him were just a simple transaction What's more, it's not his Fengqiu people who really make deals with him, but the entire Feng family.

In all fairness, if he were Li Baoen, he wouldn't spend too much effort to save an insignificant trade partner.

Although the current situation is not very good, it is not a desperate situation. If the bright road closes the entrance in front of him, the dark road full of unknowns and uncertainties is also a good choice.

As far as the current situation is concerned, this should be the only option.

……

In the dark and damp alley, a group of men with thick, tall and fierce looks are gathering together and counting the crumpled banknotes in their hands. This is the protection fee they scavenged everywhere today.

"md! It's all because of those heroes who are in the way, that our business is getting worse and worse!"

The vicious, muscular man clenched the wrinkled money in his hand, frowned and spat in dissatisfaction, and the others agreed with his words very much.

"Professional heroes are a group of guys who are just trying to catch fame. Such hypocritical guys should all be destroyed!"

"That's right!"

……

"About the topic you just talked about, if it is convenient, can you add me?"

Several people were discussing in full swing on the topic of "how to defeat those annoying heroes", when a strange voice suddenly appeared. Hearing this voice, these burly men immediately stood up, staring at The direction the sound is coming from.

There, stood a young man with a handsome appearance but a slightly thin body, no matter in terms of appearance or temperament, he was incompatible with this dark and narrow alley.

The young man had a proper smile on his face, as if the place he was in was not a narrow and shabby alley, but a banquet held by the upper class.

"How about we make a deal?"