The population of Meteor Street is close to 10 million. The architectural composition is a cross, with four broad and straight streets, dominated by each street, divided into four areas.
Here, there is no interference from any government system. The entire Meteor Street is managed by the Council of Elders, and there are a total of four elders in the council, who are in charge of the four areas in the East, South, West, and North. Although there are factions, there is no factional struggle.
Machi'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 and go all the way to the exit of Meteor Street. Outside the city, there is garbage. From time to time, you will see a truck driving in from the outside and then dumping garbage without scruples.
Law 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 Law, they all cast contemptuous and contemptuous eyes at him. Some people even spat at him, but they did not do anything more out of line.
"What's the situation?"
The hostility shown by the residents along the way made Law very inexplicable. 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?
Moreover, if it is to resist his arrival, then he will not be so calm in the past twenty days.
"Machi, what's the situation with them?" Law was puzzled and a little angry. He quietly closed the distance with Machi and asked in a low voice.
Machi glanced at him and said lightly: "They don't know your situation because you stay in my house and don't go out, so you are regarded as a gigolo."
Self-reliance is the basic quality of survival in Meteor Street. From the moment they were abandoned here, the idea of self-reliance was engraved in their bones. Even babies who lose their limbs at birth can find a way to survive at the age of four or five, let alone people with healthy limbs, and age is not a right to be coquettish.
In this kind of environment, it was not strange that Luo, who had been hiding in Machi's house for almost a month, would be spat on. If it was someone with a fiery temper and a straightforward personality, they would have probably loosened Luo's bones without hesitation.
"Gigolo …" Law's mouth twitched. To be honest, the word gigolo was said by a little Loli in such a flat tone. It was a very strange feeling, but he couldn't refute it.
Law smiled bitterly and habitually stretched out his index finger and rubbed his forehead. He really wanted to slap this group of unknown guys down, but it didn't change anything.
"Originally, I wanted to improve my meals first, but now it seems that I have to remove the label of 'gigolo' first." In a few days, he will use his actions to let them know what a wise choice it was for Machi to pick him up. Bah, it's not picking him up, it's an invitation.
His mood gradually calmed down, and Law no longer paid attention to the surrounding eyes.
Machi looked at Law, who was calm, and her thin eyebrows were slightly raised. She never took the initiative to ask about Law's origin, because Meteor Street would not refuse anything, and naturally she would not care about this.
However, she felt that Law's age was about the same as her own. In the face of so many contemptuous eyes and actions, he was indifferent. It seemed that he lacked the spirit that this age should have.
How could Machi think that Law's body, which seemed to be in his teens, was stuffed with the soul of an adult?
"Aren't you angry?" Machi asked.
"Well, how can I care about this group of short-sighted people." Law heard the words and shrugged freely, but suddenly saw a middle-aged man in a short-sleeved thin shirt in front of him and raised his middle finger at him, and his face suddenly turned black.
International gestures were popular no matter where they were.
Law didn't say anything and returned the other party's middle finger.
"…" Machi looked at Law's gesture speechlessly, then looked at the middle-aged man and her eyes narrowed slightly.
The middle-aged man saw Law's action, and his face showed anger, but there was a flash of treachery in the depths of his eyes, and he walked towards Law.
"Machi, if he starts first, it should be okay for me to knock him down, right?" Law looked at the angry middle-aged man, and he just wanted to test the results of his practice in the past half month.
Your strength is not even comparable to mine, and you want to knock him down …
Machi thought silently, did not answer Law's question, but stepped directly in front of Law, and then quietly looked at the middle-aged man.
Seeing Machi's action, Luo Weiwei was stunned. Although he was very touched that Machi was willing to help him, how could he hide behind a little girl?
When the surrounding residents of Meteor Street saw this, they were ready to watch a good show, and when they saw Law hiding behind Machi, their view of Law was directly upgraded to the position of waste.
What they wanted at this time was to see the middle-aged man teach Law a good lesson. If it weren't for the iron rule of Meteor Street not to hurt the lives of compatriots, they would really want the middle-aged man to twist Law's head with one hand, so as not to be an eyesore.
The physical fitness of the residents of Meteor Street seems to be very good. The middle-aged man was tall and strong, standing in front of Machi, he was a whole upper body taller.
The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he squeezed his finger bones hard, making a cracking sound, and said coldly, "Machi, this is between me and him."
Machi silently pulled a thin fishing line from between her hands and answered the middle-aged man with action.
The middle-aged man's name was Marza, and he had some grudges with her. She also knew that the person he was looking for trouble with was her. He didn't make a move the last few times, but this time he couldn't stand it anymore.
"My strength is absolutely inferior to Marza's. I can't be hit by him, and I can't take it head-on. The margin for error is too high, so I have to find a way to first entangle his lower body with the line and limit some of his mobility, then I can let go of the attack." Machi's thoughts quickly turned.
"You don't want to move, right? This means that you have taken responsibility for this matter." Marza's narrowed eyes slowly opened, revealing a cold smile.
"It has nothing to do with him." Machi said flatly.
Marza's eyes suddenly became cold, and without warning, he threw a punch at Machi. There was no mercy at all, and it was a sneak attack.
Machi's eyes suddenly shrank.
The fist was as big as a casserole, and the speed of the punch was not so fast that it was difficult to react. But Marza's sudden punch, and the two sides were relatively close, even if Machi was ready to fight, she couldn't make a move in time to dodge.
"I can only take it head-on!"
Thoughts flashed through her mind like lightning, Machi decisively gave up the idea of hastily dodging, and directly raised her delicate arms in front of her.
Marza's eyes flashed with a touch of disdain.
At this time, Law suddenly moved. He pushed Mache away with his identity as the latecomer.
Pushed by Law, Machi's body fell to the right, and she stared at Law with wide eyes. At this time, the thought in her mind was: Is this guy tired of living?
The fist passed by Machi and went straight to Law.
"You want to die?" Marza grinned, showing his yellow teeth.
"Bang!"
With a dull sound, Marza's casserole sized fist stopped, and a small hand made his fist unable to move an inch.
"Huh?" Marza was stunned.
The people around were also stunned, what they thought was a pretty boy actually blocked Marza's fist, and it looked very easy.
They were all from West Street, so the onlookers knew that Marza's strength was not small, but his fist was so easily blocked?
Law's upper body was covered with a thin layer of Ki, and after catching Marza's fist, not only did he not feel pain, but he also did not feel any pressure. He thought that the training in the past half month was very useful.
"Uncle, that's a powerful punch!"
Law smiled, and this praise was full of ridicule.
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