The population of Meteor Street is close to 10 million. The architectural composition is a cross, with four wide and straight streets, mainly each street, divided into four areas.

Here, there is no interference from the government system. The entire Meteor Street is managed by the Elders' Council, and there are four elders in the Council, which govern four regions, southeast, west and north. Although there are factions, there is no factional dispute.

The residence of Maggie is located in the West Street area. Just walk through narrow alleys and you can reach the main road of West Street. At the end, the exit of Meteor Street is the exit. The city is full of garbage. From time to time, you will see trucks driving in from outside and dumping the garbage without any scruples.

Rod and Machi walked side by side and came to the main road of West Street.

There were many people on the street. When they saw Luo, they looked at him with contempt and contempt. Some even spat at him, but did not make any more extraordinary actions.

“What’s the situation?”

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

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

"Machi, what's going on with them?" Luo was puzzled and a little angry. He quietly narrowed the distance with Machi and asked in a low voice.

Macchi glanced at him and said lightly: "They don't know your situation. Because you stayed at my house and never left home, you should be regarded as a novice."

Self-reliance is the basic quality of survival in Meteor Street. From the moment it is discarded here, the view of self-reliance is engraved in the bone marrow. Even babies who have lost their limbs since birth can find ways to survive at the age of four or five, let alone people with sound limbs, and age is not the right to act spoiled.

In this environment, it is not surprising that Luo would be spitted after hiding at Machi's house for nearly a month. If someone has a hot temper and straightforward personality, he would probably loosen his muscles and bones without saying a word.

"Little White Face..." Luo twitched his mouth. To be honest, the word "Little White Face" was spoken in such a plain tone by a little loli, which made him feel very strange, but he couldn't even refute it.

Luo smiled bitterly, and habitually stretched out his middle finger and rubbed his forehead. He really wanted to slap these unknown guys, but this couldn't change anything.

"I originally thought I would improve my food first, but now it seems that I have to take off the hat of 'little white face' first." Luo curled his lips. In a few days, he would use his actions to let them know how wise it was to pick him up. Bah, it's not picking up, it's an invitation.

As his mood gradually calmed down, Luo no longer paid attention to the gazes around him.

Macy looked at Luo with a calm expression and raised her eyebrows slightly. She had never taken the initiative to ask about Luo's origin, because Meteor Street would not refuse anything, so naturally she would not care about it.

However, she felt that Luo was about the same age as hers, and she was indifferent to so many contemptuous eyes and actions, as if she had less aura that this age group should have.

How could Markey have thought that Luo, who seemed to be in his teenage body, had an adult's soul stuffed into his body?

"Aren't you angry?" asked Maggie.

"Go, how could I beg for these short-sighted people?" Luo Wenyan shrugged freely, but suddenly saw a middle-aged man in a short-sleeved shirt raising his middle finger at him, and his face suddenly turned dark.

International gestures can be eaten anywhere.

Without saying a word, Luo responded to the other party's middle finger.

"..." Mackey looked at Robbie's gesture speechlessly, then looked at the middle-aged man with his eyes slightly frosted.

The middle-aged man saw Luo's movements, and anger appeared on his face, but a trace of treason flashed deep in his eyes, and the wind was walking towards Luo.

"Machi, if he did it first, I would be fine if I beat him down, right?" Luo looked at the middle-aged man who was rushing in anger. He happened to want to test the achievements of his practice in the past half month.

You can't even compare to me, and you want to beat him...

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

Seeing Machi's actions, Luo was slightly stunned. Although he was moved by Machi's willingness to help him block the trouble, how could he hide behind a little girl?

Seeing this, the residents of Meteor Street around him looked like they were ready to watch the show. When they saw Luo hiding behind Maggie, their views and positioning of Luo were directly raised to the position of the waste.

What they thought at this time was to see middle-aged men educate Luo well. If there weren't iron rules on the Meteor Street that would not hurt the lives of their compatriots, they would have really wanted middle-aged men to turn Luo's head with one hand to avoid being obsessed.

The physical fitness of the residents of Meteor Street seemed to be very good. The middle-aged man was tall and strong. Standing in front of Mackey, he was one upper body taller.

The middle-aged man's eyes were slightly cumbersome, and he squeezed his finger bones hard, making a crackling sound, and said coldly: "Machi, this is my business with him."

Mackey pulled out a thin fishing line from his hands in silence and answered the middle-aged man with his actions.

This middle-aged man is named Marza, and he has some grudges with her. She also knows that the other party is the one who really wants to cause trouble. She didn't do anything the previous few times, so she must be unable to bear it this time.

"My strength and Marzabi are absolutely disadvantageous. He cannot be beaten or resist. The tolerance rate is too high, so we have to find a way to wrap his lower plate with a thread first and limit part of the mobility before we can let go of the attack." Machi's thoughts turned quickly.

"Don't let go, right? This means you've taken this matter." Marza Weimi's eyes slowly opened, showing a cold smile.

"It has nothing to do with him." Mackey said calmly.

Marza's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she swung a punch at Machi without any warning, without any sympathy, and there was also the intention of sneak attack.

Mackey's eyes suddenly shrank.

The fist was as big as a casserole, and the speed of the fist was not so fast that it was difficult to react. However, Marza suddenly punched it out, and the two sides were close. Even if Machi was ready for the battle, he could not dodge it in time.

"I can only block it!"

Thoughts flashed through my mind like lightning. Machi decisively gave up the idea of ​​hasty avoidance and directly raised his delicate arms and crossed them in front of him.

A look of disdain flashed in Marza's eyes.

At this time, Luo suddenly moved, and later, he pushed Machi away with his identity.

When Luo pushed him, Machi's body fell to the right, and then opened his eyes wide and looked at Luo with a calm face. At this moment, the thought in her mind was: Are this guy tired of living?

The fist passed over Machi and went straight towards Ro.

"Looking for death!" Marza grinned and showed her yellow teeth.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, Marza's big fist stopped, and a small hand made his fist unable to reach half a minute.

"Hmm?" Marza was stunned.

The people watching the fun around were also stunned. The little white face they thought actually blocked Marza's fist and looked very relaxed.

They are all from West Street, so everyone onlookers knows that Marza is very powerful, but his fist is so easily taken away?

Luo's upper body was covered with a thin layer of energy. After catching Marza's fist, he not only did not hurt, but he also didn't feel any pressure. He thought that the practice for half a month was still very useful.

"Uncle, this punch is so powerful!"

Luo smiled, and the praise was filled with deep mockery.

"You little devil!" Marza gritted his teeth, his eyes almost burst into flames, and he felt embarrassed!
Chapter completed!