Chapter 1 (1/2)

”Dog, dog, are you dead?” With the roar of anger getting closer and closer, Li Zitao felt his body was lifted up, and the violent shaking was like a roller coaster. Then he drove into the clouds and hit his back hard.

”Ah ~” he snorted bitterly, and Li Zitao opened his heavy eyelids.

”Do, who are you so special?” Looking at the man in front of him who is as strong as a bear, covered with grease, and his teeth are black and shiny, Li Zitao bites his teeth and angrily scolds.

”FK, you dare to swear.” The bear, shining all over and smelling of oil, rushed over and held his forehead and lifted Li Zitao up.

Do you know where this is? Don't you know your last name? Ah? If you dare to talk back, I'll shoot you... ”

Seeing that the little guy in his hand had already begun to roll his eyes, the black bear threw him on the ground and scolded incessantly: ”Damn it, if it's not for your hometown, I'll take care of you.”

At the moment, Li Zitao didn't have time to listen to his abuse. Just now when the bear pinched his head, his brain seemed to explode with intense pain. At the same time, countless strange memories penetrated into his mind.

”My name is Li goudan I am now in the United States, 1929, the Republic of China, and the war Panic, endless panic surrounded Li Zitao.

In 1929, even if Li Zitao was a scum at school, he knew that the war broke out in 1939. A German dwarf opened a brilliant map that ravaged the whole world.

What does World War II mean? Endless war and death, and precarious panic represent that 70 million living lives have disappeared in this war.

”No, no, I'll go back, send me back...” Li Zitao stood up unsteadily. The pain of tearing behind his back could not stop him. He murmured blankly: ”this must be a dream. Yes, I am dreaming!”

”Pa ~” looking at the hysterical dog egg, the big bear glared with anger. His two eyeballs were as bright as a light bulb, and slapped his hands on the back of his head.

Bang!

Li goudan, no, now the soul in his body has been replaced by Li Zitao. He falls on the ground in the dark and falls into the dark.

When he wakes up again, Li Zitao has time to look around. The old iron house is covered with grease, and even the bed board under him is no exception. If the two boards with no material can be stitched together, and the board without a broken straw mat on it can be called a bed.

”This is America, and I am now a handyman for A. O. Smith That's great. Thank you for bringing me the son of a bitch Li Zitao shook his fist hard and hit the bed board with a bang.

”It hurts, it hurts.” With his fist in his arms, Li Zitao vented his anger in his heart. He felt empty in his heart and fell flat on the bed.

As a fat house in the 21st century, Li Zi Tao felt that he was not crazy, and he had to thank God.

Please understand the feeling of having no relatives.

This feeling can definitely drive a person crazy. Li Zitao did not ignite his fierce ambition, nor did he feel that he would become a legend. Now he only thinks about how he should live in this son of a bitch world.

America in 1929, ha ha, ”the big guy who sent me, thank you for your melon skin!”