Food Hunter

The population of 　　 Meteor Street is close to 10 million. The architectural composition is a cross. There are four broad and straight streets, each of which is the main street, divided into four areas.

　　 Here, there is no government system interference. The entire Meteor Street is managed by the Council of Elders, and there are a total of four elders in the Council, which govern the four regions, respectively, in the south, east, and northwest. Although there are factions, there is no faction dispute.

Mackey’s residence is located in the West Street area. As long as you pass through a narrow alley, you can come to the main road of West Street. You will reach the exit of Meteor Street until the end. The outside of the city is full of rubbish. You will see it from time to time. Trucks came in from the outside, and then dumped the garbage unscrupulously.

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

　　 There are many people on the street. When they saw Luo, they all cast contempt and contempt at him. Some people even spit on him, but did not make any more outrageous behavior afterwards.

"what's the situation?"

　　 The hostility shown by the residents along the way makes Luo very baffled. Is it because he is an outsider? But Meteor Street can accept anything, there is no reason to resist him, is it because he is not a baby?

　　 And, if it is to resist his arrival, then he will not be so calm for the past twenty days.

　　 "Maki, what's the matter with them?" Luo was puzzled and a little furious, he quietly narrowed the distance with Maki and asked in a low voice.

　　Maki glanced at him and said faintly: "They don't know your situation, because you stay in my house and never leave the house, so you are treated as a little boy."

Self-reliance is the basic quality of survival in Meteor Street. From the moment of being abandoned here, the idea of ​​self-reliance has been etched into the bone marrow. Even babies who have lost their limbs since birth will be able to find survival by the age of four or five. Methods, let alone people with sound limbs, and age is not the right to act like a baby.

　　 In this kind of environment, it is not surprising that Luo Hui, who has been hiding in March's house for nearly a month, was spitting. If he is a person with a hot temper and a straight-forward personality, it is estimated that Luo Song's muscles and bones will be loosened if nothing is said.

　　 "Little Bai Lian..." Luo's mouth twitched. To be honest, the three words Xiao Bai Lian were uttered in such a plain tone by a little loli, and there was a very strange feeling, but he couldn't refute it.

　　 Luo gave a wry smile, and habitually stretched out his index finger and rubbed his forehead, really wanting to slap these unidentified guys down, but this didn't change anything.

"I was thinking about improving the food first, but now it seems that I have to take off the'little white face' hat first." Luo curled his lips, and within a few days, he would use actions to let them know how much Macie picked him back. A wise choice, bah bah, is not a pick, but an invitation.

　　The mood gradually calmed down, and Luo stopped paying attention to the surrounding eyes.

　　Maki looked at Luo, who was calm, and raised her eyebrows. She never asked Luo's origins, because Meteor Street would not refuse anything and naturally would not care about it.

　　 However, she felt that Luo was about the same age as herself, and she was indifferent in the face of so many contemptuous gazes. It seemed that she lacked the spirit that this age group should have.

　　 How could Marge think that Luo, who seemed to be a teenager, had the soul of an adult stuffed into it?

　　 "Aren't you angry?" March asked.

"Hey, how could I care about these short-sighted people." Luo Wenyan shrugged freely, but suddenly saw a middle-aged man in a short-sleeved shirt pointing his **** up at him. His face suddenly turned dark.

　　 International gestures can be eaten no matter where they are.

　　 Luo did not say a word, he replied with a middle finger.

　　 "..." Ma Qi silently looked at Robbie's gestures, and then at the middle-aged man, her eyes condensed slightly.

　　 When the middle-aged man saw Luo's movements, his face showed anger, but there was a treacherous look in the depths of his eyes, and the tiger was coming towards Luo.

　　 "Maki, if he does it first, shouldn't it be okay if I hit him on the ground?" Luo looked at the angry middle-aged man, just as he wanted to test the results of his practice in the past half month.

　　 Your strength is not even better than me, and you want to beat him...

　　Maki thought silently, without answering Luo's question, but a few steps directly in front of Luo, and then quietly looked at the middle-aged man.

　　 Seeing March's actions, Luo was slightly taken aback. Although he was very moved that March was willing to help him prevent trouble, how could he hide behind a little girl.

When the residents of Meteor Street around 　　 saw it, they all looked ready to watch the show, and they saw Luo hiding behind March, and their views and positioning of Luo were directly elevated to the position of waste.

What they think at this time is that they want to see the middle-aged man educate Luo well. If it weren’t for the iron that won't hurt the lives of his compatriots in Meteor Street, it would be on the table, otherwise they really want the middle-aged man to turn Luo’s head with one hand. , So as not to be an eyesore.

　　 Meteor Street residents seem to have very good physical fitness. This middle-aged man is tall and sturdy, standing in front of March, a full upper body.

　　 The middle-aged man's eyes were slightly mimicked, he squeezed his finger bones hard, made a click, and said coldly: "Maki, this is my business and him."

　　Maki silently pulled a thin fishing line from between his hands, and answered the middle-aged man with action.

　　 This middle-aged man is called Marza, and he has a bit of grudge with her. She also knows that the other person is really looking for trouble. She hasn't done anything the first few times. This time, she must not be able to bear it.

"My strength and Marzabi are absolutely inferior. I can't be hit by him, nor can I resist hard. The fault tolerance rate is too high, so I have to find a way to wrap his bottom plate with a thread first, and limit some of his mobility. , Can let go of the attack." March's thoughts turned quickly.

　　 "Don't let it go, it means you have taken the matter down." Marza Weimi's eyes slowly opened, revealing a cold smile.

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

　　 Malza's eyes were cold, and he threw a fist towards Markey without warning. There was no feeling of pity and jade, and there was also the meaning of sneak attack in it.

　　Maki's eyes shrank suddenly. UU reading www.uukanshu. cm

The fist was big enough to make a casserole, and the speed of his fists was not fast enough to react, but Marza suddenly punched out, and the distance between the two sides was close. Even though Marge was ready to fight, he could not make a dodge action in time. .

　　 "I can only stop it hard!"

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

　　 A look of contempt flashed in Mal's eyes.

　　 At this time, Luo suddenly moved, and as he came to the top, he quickly pushed March away.

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

　　 Fist crossed Mackey and went straight towards Luo.

　　 "Looking for death!" Marza grinned with yellow teeth.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 With a dull sound, Marza Casserole’s big fist stopped, and a small hand made it difficult for his fist to make an inch.

　　 "Huh?" Marza was taken aback.

　　 The people watching the excitement around were also taken aback. The little white face they thought blocked Marza's fist and looked very relaxed.

　　 are all people from West Street, so everyone on the lookout knows that Marza's power is not small, but his fist is so easily received?

　　 Luo's upper body was covered with a thin layer of qi. Not only did he feel no pain after catching Marza's fist, but he also didn't feel any pressure, thinking that the half-month training was still very useful.

　　 "Uncle, this punch is so powerful!"

　　 Luo chuckled, this claimed praise was full of ridicule.

　　 "You kid!" Marza gritted his teeth, his eyes were about to breathe fire, he felt ashamed!