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It was also the first time that Morin officially walked the streets of Meteor Street.

The population of Meteor Street is about eight million, reaching fifteen million at its peak.

This is already comparable to the population of a country.

The bird's eye view of Meteor Street as a whole is a cross shape, with four wide, straight streets, each dominated by four areas.

Here, without any interference from the system of government, the entire Meteor Street is governed by the Council of Elders.

There are a total of four elders in the council, which govern the four regions of the east, south, and north, and although there are factions, there is no factional dispute.

The house where March lives is located in a very remote corner in the northwest corner.

The iron wall that separates the town from the garbage dump is also just a few minutes away.

If you have excellent eyesight, stand on the roof of the March house and you can see the piles of garbage outside the city.

If you're lucky, you might even see trucks coming in from outside and dumping garbage without hesitation.

It is precisely because of such a bad location that no one competes with eleven-year-old March for a place to live alone as a little girl.

Morin walked side by side with March towards the location agreed upon with Kulolo.

There were many people coming and going on the street, and after seeing March and Morin, most of them were indifferent and did not care about themselves.

And some people, when they saw Morin, first startled, and then the better ones just smiled playfully and whistled.

Almost so, he was cast an undisguised look of contempt and contempt.

Some people even spat at him, but did not make a more outrageous move.

"It seems that I have been misunderstood about something."

Morin was a little helpless.

The expressions on the faces of that group were so obvious, the three words "little white face" that Ming Huang expressed were almost written on their faces.

"Obviously I'm the one who raised people, right?"

Morin shook his head speechlessly, many people saw the picture that he was brought back by March.

In addition, Morin has always been at home, which really gives this group of Meteor Street residents who live chaotically every day in addition to survival.

But...... It's a bit too much to be treated as a little white face or something!!

Although with his current appearance, it is very understandable to be treated as a little white face.

"Do we look like the kind of people who have a bad stomach and can only eat soft rice?"

Morin also glanced at March beside him.

"It's all someone else eating my meal! Are you all blind? Look at Machi, she has been fed by me in vain and fat these days!! "

Morin complained in his heart, but he could also understand such a simple feeling as Meteor Street.

Self-reliance is an essential quality to survive in Meteor Street.

From the moment it was abandoned here, for whatever reason, the idea of self-reliance must have been etched into the bone marrow.

Even babies who have been born with incomplete nature can find a way to survive when they know the world.

Not to mention people with sound limbs, and age is not an umbrella that a person can eat and be lazy to be willing to fall.

In this simple environment, it is understandable that Morin, who is treated as a little white face, will be rolled his eyes and scorned.

If it is some people with a hot temper and a straight personality, it is estimated that they will come up to loosen Luo Song's bones without saying a word.

"Although I don't want to pay attention to you, I don't have the habit of being despised by others."

Morin said, his face gradually calming down.

"Especially people who are weaker than me."

As soon as the words fell, the momentum on Mo Lin's body suddenly exploded, surging towards the surroundings.

Looking at Mo Lin's face, his face all changed.

Some people with slightly weaker physiques were even more frightened, beads of sweat appeared on their faces, and their bodies trembled slightly.

As if being targeted by a terrifying flood beast, the brain frantically warned, but the body was so frightened that it could not move completely.

"What did you do to them?"

Madge, who was watching the play next to her, couldn't help but ask when she saw this scene.

"Nothing."

Mo Lin said lightly, "It's just that I released some malicious thoughts on them a little." "

"Nian can still be used like this."

March bowed her head slightly, indicating that she had learned another trick.

And those who were targeted by Morin with malicious thoughts were also gasping for air.

Looking at Morin's gaze, other emotions such as contempt all disappeared, turning into fear and uncertainty.

When they looked at Mo Lin's cold eyes, the surprise in their eyes gradually turned to fear.

After a while, the group of people once again returned to the same incomprehensible look they had before.

It's just that this look is no longer aimed at Morin, but turns to March beside him.

Morin: "? "

March: "????? "

"Hmm~"

Morin scratched his face with his fingers and looked suspiciously at March who gradually drooped with black lines on his forehead:

"Are the people of Meteor Street now so idle and boring and gossip?"

“......"

March didn't say much, but her eyes were already shrouded in black lines.

With an expressionless face, she slowly pulled out thin lines from her wrist.

"Forget it~"

Morin stopped her behavior, "Let's get busy first, Wo Jin is still waiting for us in prison." "

Only then did Marge give up, pouted, and continued to walk towards the destination with Morin.

Leave behind the series of incomprehensible gazes.

.........