Mysterious Life Simulator

Chapter 16 Keanu Reeves' Dog

LaGuardia Airport.

Queens to the north.

You can enter Flushing by bypassing here.

Speaking of which, Midtown Middle School is actually located in the southwest of Queens and in the direction of Manhattan, but Sarah bought the house in a relatively north block of Queens at that time.

And it's different from what many people think.

Although Hell's Kitchen is indeed a hurdle that New York City in this world cannot cross, it does not border Queens, but is located on the west bank of Manhattan, which is a typical and only slum in the area.It is mainly run by Scottish gangs.

George hails a taxi on the side of the road.

"Hey, why are you like this, don't you see that there are already people in line?"

Rough female voices sounded around.

George looked around.

No one, probably heard it wrong.

He scratched the back of his head.

It seems that I have been masturbating too much recently, and I have auditory hallucinations at a young age. It is time to ask someone from China to help buy two bottles of Shenbao tablets.

He was about to move forward when the voice sounded again.

"Are you fucking deaf, can't hear anyone? Yellow and white bastard!"

This time George saw it.

A row of teeth floated in the air.

He looked again.

Well, it turned out to be a shiny black black girl, who must weigh at least three hundred catties.

George: "Sorry, I really didn't see it. The main thing is that you blend perfectly with the surrounding environment. It's really a goddamn miracle of nature."

Fat black girl: "How dare you talk to me like that? Do you know who I am?!"

George: "Could it be that the crown is a Somali pirate? The black is so pure, maybe your ancestors had to help their Anglo-Saxon masters pick five hundred pounds of cotton every day in the fields."

Fat black girl: "I..."

George: "What about me? Are you stuttering? Do you want your master to be sent to the veterinary hospital for sterilization?"

Heimei: "You..."

George: "What are you, you can't fucking breathe? Or you can't find your father?"

Black man A who has been watching in an invisible state: "You are racially discriminatory! And you have the nerve to swear at people by jumping in line!"

George: "Because I have no quality."

He can't be bothered to talk to these niggers with shit in their heads.

"How fucking uneducated."

After getting into the car, George spat in the direction of the black girl.

Caucasian driver brother: "Brother is really strong."

George: "No. [-] in the world."

Driver: "These niggers are like this. They only discriminate against black people, but they have no psychological burden to discriminate against other people."

George: "Put a damper on the house tomorrow, it's fucking disgusting."

George: "Master, you're going the wrong way. I'm going to Flushing."

[呲——! ! 】

The wheels skidded on the asphalt, leaving dark wheel marks.

The caucasian old man looked back, it was quite a handsome and aggressive face, but unfortunately there was a terrifying scar on his forehead, like a lightning bolt.

George was full of hope and fascinated: "Could it be Harry Potter?"

"I'm not British, I'm from Sokovia."

George: "Sorry."

"?"

George: "Oh, I'm sorry, it's not the time for mourning, by the way, brother, please hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

Driver: "What are you doing in Flushing?"

George: "Jerking off."

Driver: "Are you a superhero?"

George: "I'm not."

Driver: "You are."

George: "I'm not."

Driver: "You crushed my doorknob."

George: "..."

Driver: "One thousand dollars."

George: "It's impossible to lose money."

Driver: "Then I have to go together."

George: "You're not capable of that."

He's telling the truth.

This eldest brother is probably a superhero fan or some other middle-aged middle-aged patient with a lot of personal heroism.

The driver's eyes were firm, and he looked like a ruthless character.

"Never let someone else tell you what you can and can't do," he said.

George pouted and nodded: "Well, is there any famous example?"

"For example, Beethoven, everyone said that he couldn't become a great musician because he was deaf, but did he listen? No!"

"Although it makes sense, but..."

"There's nothing wrong with it, so be it, I'll send you to Flushing, but I want to commit crimes with your gang!"

"Brother, what did you do before?"

"I robbed a bank in Zimbabwe."

"Then you must be rich."

"Ten trillions of Zimbabwean dollars were robbed."

"Uh……"

So soon, the taxi turned off the pick-up sign and sped all the way in the direction of Flushing.

"My name is George Osterman. I was the mysterious person who killed the infected body with Spiderman at Midtown High School on the news yesterday."

Big Brother Driver: "Are you the legendary Concubine Man?"

George: "Fuck you."

Brother Driver: "My name is John Wick. Those infected bodies killed my dog."

George looked shocked: "Look at you for a long time."

John Wick was suspicious.

What's the matter with this kid, does he know that I am not from this world?
Slowly he reached under the steering wheel.

George: "I guess you must have a Thomson under the steering wheel."

John: "Why Thomson, implying that Uzi can't?"

George: "Good drive."

George: "You shouldn't want to kill someone to silence you."

John: "Honestly, I have this idea."

George: "You don't have to, I'm keeping my mouth shut."

John: "As a masked vigilante, you just revealed your identity to a stranger."

George: "The basic trust between people."

John: "I'm not human."

George: "Rough enough."

They're near the airport.

This place is full of vehicles fleeing towards Queens and even other areas. It seems that the situation in Flushing is quite critical.

Law enforcement and order maintenance departments are evacuating the crowd and preventing black gangs from engaging in zero-dollar purchases now.

"I have a friend over here."

"Peter Parker?"

"You know his identity?"

John: "It's easy to find out, I helped him with the tail pen twice."

George: "What did you do?"

John: "I wore a rather shameful red grid tights and exposed my head. I pressed the thieves who were about to find him into the dung water, making them mistakenly think that Spider-Man is actually a burly man."

George: "6 buns."

George: "But unfortunately, you guessed wrong this time, Peter and I are not friends."

He pointed to the Armored Warrior No. [-], who had secured himself to the trunk of the truck with a pile of hemp rope not far ahead.

"That's my friend."

"What is that, the military's new weapon?"

"Titan One, but I call her Armor One."

"Why do you call this thing her? Could it be...?"

"Your fucking health code must be yellow."

　Speaking of which, this book is not a comprehensive comic. Any character who has nothing to do with Marvel and the weird system clearly knows that he is from another world.

　　And generally speaking, only a few characters will appear in a world. For example, the Justice League will have at most a dry murloc Arthur or a hell joke Bruce.

　　For another example, if there is a black-robed picket or something, at most one or two power users will appear.

　　And emphatically, they all know that they are not from this world, they are all flesh and blood.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)