Zhao Zhuo carried his bag on his back and walked in the noisy crowd, while being vigilant against everyone around him, while bearing the eyes of people who were surprised, disdainful, disgusted and even angry. The clothes he was wearing were so clean, so conspicuous in this filthy pauper, like a white jade in the black mud, a little dazzling, a little out of place.

Some people looked enviously at the clean white robe on his body, which he might not wear for the rest of his life; Some people glared with disdain at this "traitor" who must have traded with the people of the High District, and at the same time kept telling his companions how cheap the "floating lots" who sold themselves for glory were; There were also people who were indifferent and avoided as if they were hiding from the plague god, as if they were afraid that Zhao Zhuo's clean clothes would stain their dirty robes; Of course, there are also some people who express their hatred for the rich with hateful and angry gazes.

The so-called envy, jealousy and hatred are nothing more than that.

Zhao Zhuo walked forward indifferently, ignoring the gazes of these people at all, he didn't think that there was anything to be despised about the "floating lot", nor did he feel that there was anything wrong with being a poor person rolling in a mud ditch to envy the flowery world outside. In his opinion, the people around him who are extremely sensitive because of excessive inferiority complex are the most worthy of spurning and disgusting. With one hand in his pocket, the metal plate in his hand, and the bag of bread in the other, he walked out of the streets expressionlessly under the gaze of the people around him, towards the junction of the Eighth and Seventh Clock Districts.

"The guy who sells himself for glory is really a shame on our quagmire!" An angry voice suddenly sounded from behind him, and a big man suddenly rushed out of the crowd, raised his foot and kicked Zhao Zhuo's back.

The young man who was walking forward paused, then turned sideways, and watched expressionlessly as the big man's feet whizzed past his eyes and landed in the air. He raised his legs, made a move, and kicked the big man's crotch hard with his toes, and at the same time grabbed the opponent's head with his hand and pressed it downward.

In the scream, the big man bowed down holding the vital point, and the strong force from his head made his body lose his balance and fall to the ground fiercely.

With a "snap", the big man's entire face hit the hard, dirty, and foul ground, and blood immediately flowed from between his mouth and nose. Zhao Zhuo's face did not change, and he stepped on it fiercely, only to hear a click, and it was directly deformed and fractured by stepping on the opponent's right arm.

Ignoring the other party's miserable howls and struggles, Zhao Zhuo leaned down and said coldly to the man under him: "What qualifications do you have to represent the quagmire area like you, who only likes to sneak attack from behind and is trampled on by me in two frontal fights?" Is it because you're as filthy as it is? ”

There were a few people around who seemed to be the big man's companions, and they wanted to rush up to help when they saw the big man suffering, but they were deterred by Zhao Zhuo's ruthless methods and didn't dare to step forward. Zhao Zhuo raised his head and glanced at the three people coldly, raised his legs, and then fell down fiercely again. In the sound of bone cracking, Dahan's left arm was also fractured.

"I don't mind doing this kind of thing like tearing people's arms a few more times." He looked at the three of them and said in a cold voice, "If the three of you think it's worth it, why don't you come and give it a try?" ”

"Stinky boy, don't be too arrogant!" A person pointed at Zhao Zhuodao with a fierce expression, saying cruel words in his mouth, but his body involuntarily retreated. In this regard, Zhao Zhuo was not even interested in paying attention. After making sure that he would never be able to get up again, he turned around and continued to walk forward. The people around scattered in panic, and when they looked at Zhao Zhuo, they were a little more afraid.

People with strength will make people look up, and people with means will make people vigilant. And people who have the strength and means will make people feel afraid. Zhao Zhuo made a ruthless move, and one person easily equalized a strong man taller than him, and in the eyes of outsiders, he became the kind of person with strength and means.

After such a killing of chickens and monkeys, there were many fewer people pointing and gossiping at Zhao Zhuo on the road. Although there was still such contempt and disgust in people's eyes, no one dared to express their anger in front of him.

The Eighth Clock Area is very large, but fortunately it is a real market trading area in the quagmire area, and there is no such complicated and dizzying passage as an ant hole, and the entire Eighth Clock District is a huge cave. There is only one avenue that runs through the entire clock area, connecting the seventh and ninth clock districts. Zhao Zhuo walked through the streets and alleys, and finally walked from the previous alley to the street, and then walked along the street to the seventh clock area. He was dressed in white, and he had just taken a bath, and he didn't look like a pauper at all. Walking on the avenue, nature attracts a lot of attention.

Along the way, there were no more people who didn't have long eyes to harass him, and Zhao Zhuo walked to the end of the street safely and soundly, and came to the intersection of the seventh and eighth clock areas.

Each clock area has an intersecting interface similar to a buffer channel, and if a person travelling between the two clock zones does not want to detour from above the ground, they can only pass through the guò intersection. People entering and exiting the interface do not need to pay anything, they just need to wait in line in a regular manner.

At the intersection, there were many people waiting in line for Tongguò, and Zhao Zhuo probably calculated that it would be more than an hour before his turn came. He sighed, wondering if he should go out and make a detour back to the Seventh Clock Zone. Although it would consume a lot of body, he had enough food now, and he was really not afraid of being hungry and not eating.

Thinking of these things, a figure suddenly rushed towards him from the side of the road, with a long drape, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but even if he saw it clearly, it was probably a dirty face. Although Zhao Zhuo was wandering, his reaction after years of practice was not vegetarian. The other party's hand had just reached into his bag of bread, and Zhao Zhuo had already raised his leg and slammed his knee into the other party's chest.

Under the collision, Zhao Zhuo suddenly let out a "huh", feeling that the soft and soft above his knees did not seem to hit his chest, but seemed to hit a very soft lump of soft flesh.

It turned out to be a woman!

The collision directly stopped the momentum of the man's forward rush, and at the same time, the man couldn't help but snort, obviously hurt by a knee hit. But her hand still gripped a piece of bread, and then tried to run away despite it.

Zhao Zhuo snorted coldly, reached out and grabbed the other party's arm, thinking that he could drag the other party's body. But he didn't expect that the woman's strength was surprisingly great, he didn't use enough force, but was led by the other party and rushed towards the side of the alley.

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