Brooklyn, New York.
The cold wind passed through several blocks and was no longer so biting when it reached Ninth Avenue. This was quite welcome on Christmas Eve when you could easily exhale white air.
However, after this gust of wind turned into a small alley, it instantly caused a lot of cursing.
"Damn smoker!"
"My taxes aren't for protecting this garbage!"
"Go to hell!"
The annoyed housewives of Green Gold Lane closed their windows one after another. They really couldn't stand the foul smell in the air.
This smell is a specialty of the surrounding blocks, a mixture of homeless vagrants, garbage blown in the wind, and smoke in the corners.
To the "proud and elegant New York middle-class families" who made their homes here, these three things were like fly poop on cookies and curly-haired baboons in the bathroom, tarnishing the image of a wealthy neighborhood.
If it weren't for the Homeless Protection Act, they would have taken their rifles out of the closet and chased the bastards away like "proper" New York housewives.
The next moment—
"Bang!"
A loud gunshot echoed through the neighborhood.
The housewives were startled and quickly reinforced the door bolts layer by layer.
Generally speaking, this place is adjacent to the wealthy area, the public security is relatively good, and there will be no shootings, but... after all, this is the United States.
The curtains in the houses on both sides of the alley were visibly drawn tight, so that no one could see what was happening outside.
The huge sound did not come from the gunshot, but from a strange wave in the middle of the road.
As if time and space were distorted, a bright light flashed in the air, and then a black object entangled and swirled out of the light and fell to the ground.
"Hey, little me..."
A young man with black hair and black hair staggered to his feet.
His name is Lin En. His original surname is Lin and his given name is En. He is a college student in a country on the west coast of the Pacific Ocean. He suddenly lost consciousness one day because he worked on his graduation project all night. After having a long dream, when he woke up, he had come to the other side of the ocean and had the body of a third-generation Chinese young man named Lin En Qiao.
But this is no longer the original time and space.
“It actually worked!”
Lynn looked at the quiet streets in front of him, then looked back at a house not far away, muttering to himself in disbelief.
"Is it really Apparition?"
Then, Lynn raised his wrist, revealing a wooden stick about a foot long, and his eyes widened.
"Is this really a magic wand?"
He looked at the cartoon living clothes he was wearing and the dust on his knees, which further confirmed this.
"Could it be that the Room of Requirement in the dream is also real?"
A phoenix tail feather, a yew wand;
A mysterious Room of Requirement.
These two things had appeared in the long dream when he traveled through time and space, leaving a deep impression on him. When he woke up and became Lynn Joe, he actually had a magic wand in his hand.
At first he didn't believe it, so he tried it out the window.
Disapparition spell: Remember the place you want to go in your mind, concentrate, spin in circles with the wand, and chant the spell - Lynn did it one by one based on his memory.
Then the next second, he experienced a disgusting feeling as if his internal organs were churning out and tangled with his limbs, and then he really appeared out of thin air on the street outside the window.
An advanced and dangerous spell succeeded so inadvertently, but Lynn was confused.
Because he had to think about what kind of world he had come into.
He clearly remembered that in this world there was no Ministry of Magic or Hogwarts, no dragons or magical creatures, but there were many legends about Iron Man and Captain America...
"hiss-"
The cold wind interrupted Lin En's brainstorming and brought his excitement and surprise to an abrupt end. He then realized that he was thinly dressed and standing outside like a fool.
Lin En quickly hugged his upper body and walked towards his "home" in the distance.
It was a two-story detached house, which was one of the few inheritances left to Lynn Joe by his parents.
He had only taken a few steps when a hoarse voice sounded, stopping him in his tracks.
"Joe, are you alone?"
Under the streetlight at the corner, a homeless man with disheveled hair and dark eyes was staring at Lynn, his hands trembling and his breathing rapid.
"Why, don't you recognize me? You weren't like this last week."
The tramp gradually stood up, revealing his hunched but still broad body.
For no apparent reason, Lynn's legs went limp.
This seemed to be a physiological fear from the original owner. The man in front of him must have often bullied Lin En Qiao, causing him to have some kind of trauma.
Lynn searched quickly in his mind and finally figured out who this person was.
The notorious Green El, a former hooligans senior to him at Macon High School, often played tricks on him, including but not limited to collecting protection money and locking him in the girls' bathroom.
After graduation, for some reason, he became a drug addict living on the streets, hanging out in nearby neighborhoods, often targeting Lynn Joe, making the original owner miserable.
But now, times have changed.
"Little Lynn, what kind of shitty look is that!" Green El originally wanted to scare this weak Oriental old man and make some money for cigarettes as usual, but he didn't expect to see something like contempt in the other's eyes.
"Get lost!"
Lin En didn't waste any words with him. He had just sorted out his memories and entered the original owner's perspective. He was so angry that he was in no mood to cater to the other party's self-esteem.
"Fxxx, what did you say?" Green El suddenly jumped up and walked forward fiercely, wanting to crush the lowly Oriental old man.
But before he could get very close, he felt a stick pressed against his chest.
"Oh, poor Joe, is this the courage of you old Orientals, the branches you eat with?"
"You succeeded in irritating me." Lynn uttered word by word.
Seeing Green El's filthy face getting closer and closer, Lynn took a step back and kicked him between his legs.
"Don't mess with me again."
With Lynn's fatal kick, Green El fell to the ground in pain with an expression of disbelief. Lynn was very satisfied after seeing this and turned away.
"Old Dongfang, you will regret this!" Green El's almost roaring voice came from behind.
Lin En didn't look back, but just raised his arm high and gave a middle finger.
But the next moment, he felt his hair stand on end.
A sound of metal friction and collision came from behind him. Lin En's body curled up instinctively, but his brain had not yet reacted.
Then he realized what was going on.
"Zhao, it's worthy of being the free America!"
The metal friction sound is the sound of a bullet being loaded!
The ridiculous Green El actually carries a pistol with him!
Lin En knew it was too late. The two were very close to each other. Once the other party pulled the trigger, physical avoidance would be meaningless.
He decided to give it a try, twirling his wand and shouting, "Apparate!"
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't gather all his consciousness to one place that was materialized by his memory, and his shape-shifting had no effect at all.
"Bang!"
This time, actual gunshots came from behind.