With a population of nearly 10 million, Meteor Street is built in a cross with four wide and straight avenues, each of which is divided into four zones. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Here, there is no interference from the government system, and the entire Meteor Street is governed by the Council of Elders, and there are four elders in the council, which govern the four regions of the southeast, south, and northwest, although there are factions, there are no factional disputes.

March's residence is located in the West Street area, just walk through the narrow lanes, you can come to the main road of West Street, until you end to the exit of Meteor Street, and the outside of the city is full of garbage, from time to time you will see trucks driving in from the outside, and then dumping garbage without hesitation.

Law and March walked side by side to the main road of West Street.

There were many people on the street, and when they saw Luo, they all cast contemptuous and contemptuous glances at him, and some even spat at him, but did not make any more outrageous actions after that.

"What's the situation?"

The hostility shown by the residents along the way baffled Law, was it because he was an outsider?, but Meteor Street could accept anything, and there was no reason to resist him, was it because he wasn't a baby?

Moreover, if he resisted his arrival, then he would not be so calm in the past twenty days.

"March, what's going on with them?" Rowe asked in a low voice, as he quietly closed the distance between him and March.

March glanced at him and said lightly: "They don't know your situation, because you stay in my house and stay at home, so you are regarded as a little white face." ”

Self-reliance is the basic quality of survival in Meteor Street, from the moment it is abandoned here, the idea of self-reliance is engraved into the bone marrow, even babies who have lost their limbs since birth, can find a way to survive when they are four or five years old, let alone able-bodied people, and age is not a right that can be used to be coquettish.

In this kind of environment, it is not surprising that Luo will be spit on after hiding in March's house for nearly a month, if he is a hot-tempered person with a straightforward personality, it is estimated that he will loosen Luo Song's muscles without saying a word.

"Little white face..."Luo's mouth twitched, to be honest, the three words of little white face were said by a little Lori in such a flat tone, there was a very weird feeling, but I couldn't refute it.

Luo smiled bitterly, habitually stretched out his index finger and rubbed his forehead, really wanted to slap this group of unknown guys down, but this didn't change anything.

"Originally, I wanted to improve the food first, but now it seems that I have to take off the hat of 'little white face' first. Luo pursed his lips, in a few days, he will use his actions to let them know what a wise choice it is for March to pick him up, phew, not to pick up, but to invite.

As his mood calmed down, Law stopped paying attention to the gaze around him.

March looked at Luo with a calm expression, her thin eyebrows raised slightly, she never took the initiative to ask Luo's origin, because Meteor Street would not refuse anything, so naturally she would not care about these.

However, she felt that Luo was about the same age as herself, and she was indifferent in the face of so many contemptuous glances, and seemed to lack the sharpness that this age should have.

How could March have imagined that Luo, who seemed to be a teenager, had an adult's soul stuffed into his body?

"Aren't you angry?" asked March.

"Hey, how could I possibly deal with this group of short-sighted people. When Luo Wenyan shrugged his shoulders freely, he suddenly saw a middle-aged man in a short-sleeved shirt in front of him raise his middle finger towards him, and his face suddenly turned dark.

International gestures can be eaten anywhere.

Luo didn't say a word, but returned a middle finger to the other party.

Marche looked at Robbie's gesture speechlessly, and then looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes slightly condensed.

When the middle-aged man saw Luo's movements, a look of anger appeared on his face, but a touch of treachery flashed in the depths of his eyes, and it was a tiger and a tiger walking towards Luo.

"March, if he makes the first move, it should be fine if I knock him down, right?" Luo looked at the middle-aged man who was angry and came over, just as he wanted to test the results of his cultivation in the past half a month.

You can't even match my strength, and you want to beat him...

March thought silently, did not answer Luo's question, but took a few steps directly in front of Luo, and then quietly looked at the middle-aged man.

Seeing March's actions, Luo was slightly stunned, although he was very touched that Marche was willing to help him block trouble, but how could he hide behind a little girl.

Seeing this, the surrounding residents of Meteor Street all looked ready to watch a good show, and seeing Luo hiding behind March, their perception and positioning of Luo were directly promoted to the position of waste.

What they were thinking at this time was to see the middle-aged man educate Luo well, if it weren't for the iron rules on Meteor Street that would not hurt the lives of their compatriots on the table, otherwise they really wanted the middle-aged man to twist Luo's head with one hand to save it from being an eyesore.

The residents of Meteor Street seemed to be in good physical condition, and the middle-aged man was tall and strong, standing in front of March, a whole upper body taller.

The middle-aged man's eyes were slight, he pinched his phalanges hard, made a clicking sound, and said coldly: "March, this is my business with him." ”

In silence, March pulled a thin fishing line from between her hands and answered the middle-aged man with action.

This middle-aged man is named Marza, and he has a bit of a grudge with her, and she also knows that the other party really wants to find trouble with herself, and she didn't do it the first few times, so she must not be able to bear it this time.

"My strength and Marzabi are an absolute disadvantage, I can't be hit by him, I can't resist hard, the margin for error is too high, so I have to find a way to wrap his lower game with a line first, limit part of the mobility, and then let go of the attack. March's mind raced.

"Don't get out of the way, that means you've taken this matter over. Marza Weimi's eyes slowly opened, revealing a cold smile.

"It has nothing to do with him. March said flatly.

Marza's eyes were cold, and without warning, he threw a punch towards March, without any pity at all, and there was also a sneak attack in it.

March's eyes shrank suddenly.

The punch was the size of a casserole, and it wasn't fast enough to react, but Marza suddenly punched out, and the two sides were so close that even though March was ready for battle, he couldn't dodge in time.

"I can only block it hard!"

Thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, and March decisively gave up the idea of hastily dodging, and directly raised his delicate arms and crossed them in front of him.

A look of disdain flashed in Malza's eyes.

At this time, Law suddenly moved, and as the second person in the back, he quickly pushed March away.

Pushed by Luo, March's body fell to the right, and she looked at Luo with wide eyes and a calm face, at this time, the thought in her mind was: Is this guy tired of living?

The fist went over March and headed straight for Law.

"Look for death!" said Marza, grinning and revealing yellow teeth.

"Bang!"

There was a dull sound, and Malza's casserole-sized fist stopped, and a small hand made it difficult for his fist to be half an inch.

"Huh?" said Marza.

The people around were also stunned, what they thought was that the little white face actually blocked Marza's fist, and it was very relaxed.

They are all from West Street, so the onlookers know that Marza's strength is not small, but his fist was taken down so easily?

Luo's upper body was covered with a thin layer of qi, and after catching Marza's fist, not only did it not hurt, but he also didn't feel any pressure, thinking that this half month of cultivation was still very useful.

"Uncle, this punch is so powerful!"

Luo Hehe smiled, this praise was full of mockery.

"You little ghost!" Malza gritted his teeth, his eyes almost bursting with fire, and he felt his face lose his face!