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Luo stretched out his hand to wipe the beads of sweat that didn't exist on his head, thinking that he still underestimated the strength of March, and he was able to kick such a strong adult out of a meter away, just like a little Lori kicking a bear, the picture was very shocking.

The onlookers who ate melons were all cautiously looking at the frosty March, the so-called forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, and there are many lolitas among the people present.

March's figure and appearance are excellent, and it is inevitable that he will be favored by the guy who is heavily controlled by Lori, but because of the iron rules on the table, he can only hide his mind first, and when he sees the violent methods shown by March, he can't help but secretly retreat.

Marza's physical fitness was good, but he was unsuspectingly kicked, and when he landed, one of his cheeks was already swollen.

March took a few steps forward, jumped onto Marza's chest, crouched down and pulled at Malza's collar, forcing the back of his head off the ground.

"March, just..."Seeing March's follow-up actions, before Luo finished the second half of the sentence "Don't waste time", he was pushed back by March's sentence "Don't talk".

Luo was speechless.

"Marza, since Luo has not been expelled, it means that the council has accepted Luo, you know what this means. March's eyes pierced Marza like a needle.

Marza's cheeks were puffy and half of his lips were crooked, and after hearing March's words, he knew that saying something superfluous now would only make himself worse, so he gritted his teeth and didn't speak.

He also knew what March said, but Law had stayed at home since he came to Meteor Street and didn't show enough presence, so he thought that even if he killed Law, the Council of Elders wouldn't trouble him.

Who would have thought that the original motive was to make trouble with March, but it turned out to be kicked in an iron plate.

Seeing that Malza didn't speak, March's hand pulling at the collar pushed hard, causing the back of Malza's head to fall heavily to the ground, and then she got up and looked down at Malza, who was grinning because the back of her head fell to the ground, and said indifferently: "It's good to do it yourself." ”

After saying that, he stomped on Malza's chest hard, then jumped down and picked up the gas mask that had fallen on the ground, then turned around and walked towards the stunned Luo, and said, "Let's go, Ogin and Nobunaga are still waiting for us." ”

"Good. ”

Law glanced at Marza, who was lying on the ground and did not move, it was to keep up with March, who had already walked a few steps, and what Marche had just done looked like... It's cold, but it's also to defend him.

"Maybe this is Meteor Street, like the guy who killed him without saying a word, he will definitely encounter more in the future. ”

Luo Momo walked side by side with March, and suddenly thought that more than ten years later, March would also become a murderous person without blinking, so he had the urge to talk to March all night, well, just open his heart and chat.

No, Ogin and Nobunaga? Aren't those the other two members of the Phantom Brigade?

Luo suddenly noticed the two names that March had just said, could it be that the other two people who were with March that day were Ogin and Nobunaga?

Is this period already known...

Luo frowned slightly, he also planned to keep March away from the members of the Phantom Brigade, but the plan went bankrupt before it could be implemented.

"Even if I know the plot, there are still at least ten years before the plot starts, and when the Phantom Brigade first appeared in Youkexin, March looked to be in his twenties, and he didn't know what his actual age was, and I don't know when the Phantom Brigade was created. ”

"I have too little information, and if you want to keep March away from the Phantom Brigade, you have to take one step at a time, and until then, you just need to concentrate on improving your strength. "Because of the names Wojin and Nobunaga, Luo was thinking.

"Luo, where are you from?" asked March as she walked.

"Huh?" Luo came back to his senses, but couldn't answer the question.

Where did it come from? Would you believe that you somehow traveled from Earth to an anime?

Because the question was really to the point, Luo not only couldn't answer, but also couldn't pull away from the topic, so he could only remain silent.

March glanced at the silent Luo, silently retracted his gaze, but Luo didn't want to say it, so he didn't dwell on this issue, and instead said: "No matter where you come from, what your code of conduct was before you came, since you have chosen to stay in Meteor Street, you have to adapt to Meteor Street." ”

Speaking of this, March paused, and his tone became much more flat, "You must not harm the lives of your compatriots, although it is one of the iron rules, it is not absolute, it cannot guarantee the safety of anyone's life." ”

"If someone wants to hurt you, they have to pay it back and make them aware of your capital. ”

Luo listened carefully, and suddenly sighed faintly.

He turned his head to look at March's side face, a look of pity quietly appeared in his eyes, he couldn't imagine what kind of environment March had gone through to have such growth and concept, considering that she was only ten years old now.

"You can just abolish him, and don't look at me like that. March's gaze was still in front of him, but he felt Rowe's look of pity.

Luo shrugged his shoulders, turned his head and said, "I originally planned to do the same, provided that he hurt me, after all, I'm new here, it's better to keep a low profile, okay?"

Low profile...

March raised an eyebrow and returned the salute with her middle finger, which is not a low-key approach.

"Here, only by acting in a high-profile manner can the people around you recognize that you are powerful, so that they dare not provoke you. ”

March's eyelids drooped slightly, and he said lightly: "Just like just now, if you don't get a little interest back from the provocative person, others will think that you are a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others." ”

I think... It's handsome enough to scare the other party without even moving, and the deterrent effect must be very good.

"I see. In the face of the teachings of the aboriginal March, Luo naturally didn't dare to say this, so he could only nod his head.

It takes time for a good youth in a harmonious society to adapt to the special environment of Meteor Street.

The two of them walked for a while, and then they saw the outline of the exit, where two people in protective suits stood.

March looked at the two men from afar, and suddenly said, "Pity is the cheapest emotion here, I hope you remember this." ”

"Then why are you willing to bring me back, and also provide room and board, and even teach me the lingua franca?" This time, Luo couldn't hold back, and blurted out the thoughts in his heart directly.

March tilted his head, a flat smile, and then Law heard the most incredible answer.

"Intuition. ”

The cold little Lori stretched out her index finger against the corner of her eyebrows and replied like this.

At this time, Luo felt more and more that he couldn't treat March as a ten-year-old little Lori, and people from Meteor Street couldn't be recognized by common sense.

........

It was about five minutes after Law and March had left before Marza dared to get up, and by this time, the fear that had sprung up with Rowe's words had dissipated like smoke, and anger and hatred had taken over the fear.

The people around the crowd had not dispersed, and when they saw Marza get up, several good people began to laugh at Marza.

"Marza, didn't you eat today?"

"It's a spectacular sight to be kicked away by little March, and you've blinded your flesh. ”

"I think that little white face is a little evil, and a word makes Marza dare not move. ”

"I think I was scared by the little white face's eyes, right?"

"Marza, what did that little white face do to you? ”

Listening to the unscrupulous ridicule around him, Malza lowered his head and resentment flashed in his eyes, ignoring the people around him and walking straight towards the alley in the complex.

How could he endure this breath, besides, he still had a backer!