[Hunter] Private Meteor Street High School

Apart from the (one-sided) happy time with Feitan, Harry's life is actually not easy.

Not to mention how difficult it is to find useful things from the trash, not everyone is willing to dig through the trash honestly, there are many opportunistic guys—such as the group of kids who snatched his school uniform— —It is often to wait for others to find something of value before making a move to snatch it.

Of course, this kind of plundering behavior also has its disadvantages. Sometimes you can't estimate the strength of the opponent and make a rash move.

Therefore, they usually gather in groups to rob pedestrians who are haunted alone, and then hand over the looted items to the recycling place set up by the gang when they have accumulated a certain amount.

Here we will talk about the rules of Meteor Street.

The gang has many offices in various districts, where there are special personnel responsible for liquidating the value of the recyclable garbage found from the discarded garbage turned in by the residents, and according to the value of these items, cigarettes equivalent to the value of the handed-in people are distributed— —they were the equivalent of common currency, Harry had seen something like that in some videos—used to buy the necessities of life.

Because it is inconvenient to carry, one hundred cigarettes can be exchanged for a small thin iron plate engraved with a clover pattern, which looks like a badge, fifty clover badges can be exchanged for a sickle and skull badge, and fifty sickle badges can be exchanged. For a badge of scepter, and so on.

Harry thinks that these patterns may be a metaphor for the gang forces that control Meteor Street, and their denominations probably represent the ranking of the size of the territory.

All in all, those annoying guys who always came to harass others caused him a lot of trouble and accidents.

Because he was worried that he would not be able to tell the way back if he went too far, so Harry was always near the literacy class. During the day, he picked through the garbage dumps outside, and went to the literacy class at night. After the teacher left, he just lay on the table to rest , until he was woken up by the gatekeeper the next morning and kicked out with a cane—of course he was not the only one who enjoyed this treatment, and the literacy class was fixed to close at seven o'clock in the morning.

And a small group of older teenagers who were also active near the literacy class were different from the group of children led by the little orange-haired leader. They probably thought that Harry was a soft persimmon and always came to trouble him.

I have to say that the kid with short orange hair is still very talkative, but he just took away his clothes and told him to go to the office in the Seventh District to get a uniform - it is obvious that from the old janitor to the teacher are all from the Seventh District , Why did you call it the Office in the Seventh District? It sounds like a foreigner - from a certain point of view, this actually saved his life, and the other group of people will not show mercy to the newcomers. If you fail, you will lose your life and property.

The bag of potato chips that Harry found on the first day was quickly snatched by another, older group, and then they followed him-Harry thought it might have something to do with the very unique flavor of the chips. point relationship.

I was not so lucky to be robbed again. I suffered a few times, although it was painful, but fortunately no bones or internal organs were injured, and the bruises on my body disappeared quickly for some reason, which is really good luck.

Based on the lessons learned not long ago, Harry tried to escape for the third time, because even if he handed over his things, he would be beaten.But he couldn't run away, and he was beaten unexpectedly, and his glasses were knocked out—as for the panda eyes on his face, Feitan was in a good mood for several days.

The fourth time Harry managed to escape, his speed increased day by day.

And when they met them again, they were surrounded and there was no possibility of escape. They gritted their teeth and decided to fight to the death, but they were outnumbered and beaten up.

The sixth time it was a lose-lose.

As for later, those idlers no longer dared to provoke him.

It was now Harry's third month here.

But Harry's entanglement still couldn't be alleviated. Speaking of it, even the effect of adrenal hormones couldn't be so long-lasting and stable.

As for when he heard in the literacy class talk about the waste of some special items containing radioactive substances that were thrown into the fashion street by gangsters, he was all kinds of melancholy and sad, and he doubted that he might mutate into Godzilla in science fiction movies in the future. Styling.

That would be so sad...

"Fitan..." Harry rested his face on his hands, scanning Feitan's pointed chin with sad and hesitant eyes.

"Is there something wrong?" Fei Tan raised his head to look at him.

"It's okay... oh." Harry sighed, hesitant to speak, "Fetan..."

"Hurry up if you have something to say," Fei Tan lowered his head impatiently, "If you don't say anything else, I'm leaving."

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with it, it's just... oh." Harry sighed heavily again, seeing that Feitan really got up to leave, he hurriedly said, "Stay a little longer, don't rush to leave .”

"If you have anything to say, just say it, I'm very busy."

"It's not a big deal... just, just... Do you think I have pimples on my face?"

Fei Tan turned and left.

"Don't! I'm telling the truth, I'll recruit, I'll—"

Harry Sapo writhed and tugged on Feitan's sleeve to pull him back.

"Fetan, how is your arm strength?" Harry coughed.Speaking of which, this kind of question is a bit out of bounds, but Feitan is the only one I know.

"...Why are you asking this?" Fei Tan's expression changed.

"That's right, that's right," Harry murmured and explained for a long time without explaining what was going on, "Well, you can break my wrist once."

Feitan simply sat down and held out his hand, and Harry leaned over with a smile on his face.

"Use all your strength. One, two, three—"

After a moment of stalemate, Harry's dirty hands were pressed on the table without any suspense.

"How's your arm strength, Feitan?" Harry asked again.

"It's okay." Fei Tan replied concisely.

"Oh, that's fine, that's fine." Harry breathed a sigh of relief, since Feitan said so, it should be pretty good.Let's not talk about whether my messy conjectures are reliable, even if it does have such a relationship, there is still a Feitan in front of him.

"Why are you asking me this?"

"Huh? Oh, it's okay, it's okay, I just remembered it suddenly haha..." Harry smiled perfunctorily.

"Crazy." Fei Tan rolled his light golden eyes with disdain.

"..."