[Comprehensive] Today, I will also tear the bird cage

A piece of pure land that appeared in a filthy place is as eye-catching as an oasis in the desert.

No one knows where the district lord of the eleventh district got the purchase channel. Obviously, all the exits on Meteor Street are controlled by the elders, but the district lord of the eleventh district seems to be able to conjure food out of thin air. In a very short period of time, he used food and strength to control the entire eleventh district.When the elders realized that they wanted to attack District [-], they encountered fierce resistance from the residents who originally lived in District [-].

Think about it, after living a life where there is food to eat, clean water to drink, and complete clothes to wear, who would be willing to go back and pick up trash?

It is impossible to attack District [-] directly. Although Meteor Street is willing to accept the jurisdiction of the Presbyterian Church to a certain extent, it is because the Presbyterian Council has invested a lot of resources and food to feed the beasts.

Once the Presbyterian Church stretches its hands too long and wants to attack the original residents of Meteor Street, Meteor Street, which is protective and exclusive, really doesn't mind chopping off all their extended hands and devouring them.

With nothing to do, the Presbyterian Council could only send someone to assassinate the district master of the eleventh district, while frantically investigating the export channels of the other party's food behind the scenes, but they never succeeded.

"Of course they can't find it." Hanayan looked at Yingmaru who was sitting in the corridor drinking tea with a teacup in his hand, Hakata Toshiro and Fudo Yukimitsu who were counting supplies, "It's not after all. Everyone raises birds."

There are two kinds of abilities after Yingwan has manifested, one is to transform into a warbler, and the other is to sing a warbler. The former has the same effect as Tsurumaru Kunyong, and the latter is a sonic attack.

The latter can be attached to the saber qi, allowing the saber qi to hurt people in an invisible state, and the ability of Hua Ying, sometimes it is quite convenient to transport some things without anyone noticing.

"Why didn't Arujin come here and tell us?" California Qingguang mumbled as he walked beside Huayan, and carried Huayan's luggage into the house, "The ambient air in Meteor Street is not good, and you don't even have a girl. Take good care of yourself, why did you come to this kind of place? We cleaned up here for three full months before we let District [-] see a little bit."

Qingguang, California, also couldn't figure out why the residents here would rather let the garbage pile up here to be a biochemical weapon than clean it up.

As long as the ambient air here is a little better, then you can grow plants, and you can grow plants, and you won't cause so many people to kill each other because of hunger.

"Hey." Yamato Shou'an, who had just returned from patrolling the streets, heard the news of Huayan and Zongsan's arrival, so he rushed over from the street to say hello, "Why did you come to such a place?"

"Bring the children to see the world." Kagan introduced Kurapika to Kami Kiyomitsu and Yamato Morita, "What about Nagasoya and Horikawa?"

"Brother Nagasoya went to watch the Yanwu stage. There will be an accident if you don't watch it for a while. Horikawa accompanied Izumi Mamoru to arrange the daily delivery of supplies." An Ding briefly introduced a pair of blue eyes like the sea. Focusing on Kurapika, "Is this the new world man you fancy?"

It is no secret in this pill that Huayan habitually raises people every time she arrives in a world. After all, most of the time they will help raise their children. It is quite beautiful after a long time.

Kurapika raised his head in confusion, unable to understand the meaning of "people of the world", Huayan didn't explain, but just introduced: "You guys met once before, this kid is called Kurapika, he is from the Kuruta tribe. "

"Is there any information about Meteor Street? If there is, give this kid a copy. He has been added to KFC's luxurious lunch by me."

Huayan believes that people in the world are generally good-natured. Since Huayan has spoken, it means that he has become one of his own.

Although they know that [-]% of the country they have worked so hard for will be handed over to this child in the future, the fusangshen don't feel any injustice in their hearts. Strictly speaking, they are only working for the lord, and the lord is willing to give him They can't say who the family property is handed over to, as long as the master doesn't ask them to switch to serving others.

What's more, only by following the lord can you see a wider and more interesting world, so there is no need to care about the little profits on hand.

Huayan has lived in modern times and is well versed in the influence of information and intelligence on current affairs and politics. If Kurapika wants to become a qualified politician in the future, it is necessary to understand the current political forces and policy needs.

There are almost 1000 million people in Meteor Street. This area is where various countries dump garbage and even weapon wreckage. Therefore, the pollution is very serious. People rely on collecting waste for recycling.

From birth to death, the children here are taught that the strong respect the weak and the strong prey on the weak. They cannot exchange names easily, and they cannot betray their companions. Those who betray will die.

Because of this distorted and deformed indoctrination of beliefs, many powerful monsters without moral concepts of right and wrong, seemingly cold-blooded but extraordinarily empathetic and righteous, were born here.

They will kill people recklessly, and will rush to death as a matter of course. Whether it is taking the lives of others or their own, they don't even bother to blink their eyes.

But weep because of the death of his partner.

——Unbelievable contradictions and distortions.

This is Meteor Street.

"I'll never understand why they value the lives of their partners so much, but never the lives of others." Kurapika's eyes were full of darkness.

"Does it mean that only when their companion dies, will they understand how painful my heart is?"

Zong San raised his hand and stroked the child's soft blond hair.

"When people are hurt, attacked, or feel wronged, they will inevitably feel resentment, and they will also have the thought of 'I want you to regret'. It's nothing but relief."

"If even death can't teach them what regret is, how wronged are those who have been hurt?"

Sozo can actually understand Kurapika's mentality very well.

When he becomes the key to deciding the outcome of a game, when his own sword length becomes the core of killing the old master, when he is branded as a demon king and becomes a tool for the new master to show off and defeat the old master, Zong San has something in his heart collapsed.

The glory that belongs to the sword belongs to the foundation of Fu Sangshen's life, and was trampled underfoot by that arrogant demon king, making him worthless.

Zong San hated and complained.When he was thrown into the fire and cut again, when he was named "Yoshimoto Zuomonji" and showed it off again and again, it was hard for him not to resent Oda Nobunaga.

But as a sword, how can you hate your lord?this is not right.

He tried to let go, also tried to forget, and even tried to accept his new lord, but in the end, this kind of resentment, along with the fear of not being used, turned into a brand of fear and was deeply engraved in his heart.

Kurapika even had the chance to avenge himself, but what about Sozo at that time?

Even his resentment seemed to have become unreasonable.

After all, how can we force human beings to understand the mood of utensils?

"This is a mistake made by the concept of the times. So, have you ever thought about changing this era?"

Change the moral concept of this era and usher in a new life in this world.

This is also a different kind of revenge. As long as the whole world understands what "kindness" is, the old era that is gradually being eliminated is doomed to be destroyed like burning oil, because their existence itself has become a kind of "wrongness". .

Kurapika raised his head and looked at Zongsan, his face was still cold, his delicate and soft brows and eyes were sharp and sharp: "Is this your purpose?"

Zong San was slightly taken aback, but did not speak.

"I'm past the age where helping others is my duty." Kurapika's voice was light, as if his clothes had been soaked in rain, "I've always been curious about the purpose of you helping me and teaching me, but I still can't help you. It's the solution. I feel uneasy when you help me without asking for anything in return."

Zong San slightly raised the corners of his lips, the blurred light in his eyes made his brows and eyes gentle, with a particularly tender taste.

"Have you seen my lord?"

Kurapika didn't understand why he changed the subject, but still nodded kindly, because the person he was talking about was really a girl who was beautiful enough and dazzling enough.

"She is cynical and careless. Apart from looking for new fun in life, she will not stay for anything, nor will she wrong herself for anything."

Powerful, dazzling, and casual, he is the kind of person that he, who once fell into the abyss, envied.

"Because I can't get used to it, I want to change, but I am impatient to sacrifice myself in exchange for a long-term peace and stability, so I have to find a 'victim'."

Zongsan looked at Kurapika with a half-smile, and asked softly, "In this way, will you feel more at ease?"

"Ah." Kurapika also smiled, he looked up and smiled like a little prince bathed in sunshine, his blond hair was shining, gentle and bright.

"It's really like a god walking in the world."

Kurapika made a plan for the rest of his life, but he didn't know that the god he spoke of was already planning everything in the future, just to save him from struggling for most of his life.

Sesshomaru, who advocates the respect of the strong, went to the sky arena where strength is paramount. With his stunning beauty and terrifying strength that makes people "desire-immortal-desire-death", he has become the target that the younger generation looks up to. Many followers.

And among the bullied and weak, a sect called "Buddhism" is quietly rising, but it has not attracted the attention of any forces.

The underground mafia, which is not accessible to those who are not strong, ushered in several young people who claimed to challenge the scene on this day. After several days of melee, the power of the mafia fell into the hands of two teenagers in military uniforms .

Gukuu Toshiro's purple eyes shone with a dreamy brilliance in the darkness, he gently wiped the blood on the knife on his body, and there was no smile on his face as cold as snow.

He nodded towards the dark corner, and the tall black-haired Nayuo Toshiro dragged the ten-year-old man who was paralyzed on the ground, and waved at him with a smile.

"Brother, how about the big kuri candlestick cutting them?"

"Going to stop the other end, they seem to be planning to place an order for the beating enemy."

"Tsk, we still need to make a quick decision."

In the gap between light and shadow, the Hunter Association, which controls the world's largest lifeline, also quietly ushered in a coup and reform. The twelve earthly branches gathered together, and there was a gold Fulishi missing.

Pariston's usual gentle and smiling face lost his expression. He was dressed in a neat suit and his blond hair was like golden wheat ears, looking elegant and gentle.

But at this moment, standing in front of him was a man wearing a gorgeous military uniform, whose every move was as elegant and noble as a royal prince.

"Your Excellency Pariston, it's a pleasure to meet you." The man's blue hair is like a sky that is about to rain, with a light color like the sky, and a pair of honey-gold eyes are like thick honey, brewing a warmth and love that is almost penetrating. gentle.

Different from Pariston's superficial and false gentleness, he has a calm and elegant infiltration into the bone, as if carrying the weight of an era of material sorrow.

"I am the new Twelve Rabbits to succeed Miss Pew."

The man bent his eyes and smiled slightly, his elegant and elegant eyebrows seemed to be shining, which made his body upright, as if made of green bamboo.

"My name is raised every time, please take care of me in the future."

A net that weaves the world is just like that.

The author has something to say: ...should, there will be an update... (dying)

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