[Hunter] Private Meteor Street High School

The young man held his breath and crouched behind the boulder, his sharp green eyes fixed on the two strong people not far away through the broken lens, who seemed to be invincible in his life.

He was sure that the two of them were aware of his presence, but they were not even interested in raising their eyelids to look this way. This unintentional arrogance and disdain made him bite his lips tightly and swear in his heart.

Become stronger!Become stronger!

Only by becoming stronger can we survive!To get what you want!The law of the jungle has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Such things as human nature... Heh, it's really too far away.

And if there is only one difference between Meteor Street and the original animal world, it is the existence of the sanctuary.

Or call it by another more familiar name-literacy class.

... That's right, it's the literacy class.

Well, the fact is this:

The slovenly golden boy who competed with Brother Sharp squatted on the ground sneakily, trying to block himself with a stone the size of a palm.

The blue-haired, golden-eyed boy looked back frequently, and finally couldn't help but walked over, and kicked the savior's noble ass with his toes: "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Stop making noise!" Harry said seriously, tugging at the corner of Feitan's sweater and making him squat down too, "Tell me, what's the relationship between old Jack and that beauty over there?"

The corner of Fei Tan's mouth twitched: "I don't know."

He's too lazy to gossip about that bad old man!

The 'bad old man' was still wearing a vest, trousers, and clogs, and was holding a broken cattail fan in his hand. He was talking slowly to a young woman with a beautiful face, a gorgeous palace dress, and a clean look that shouldn't be here.

The woman frowned, her red lips opened and closed as if to defend herself.But old Jack obviously didn't want to continue this conversation, he waved his cattail fan, making a gesture to drive the woman away.

It was just a movement of waving the cattail fan, but the woman acted as if she was slapped by Princess Iron Fan's plantain fan, and fell heavily more than ten meters away.

"Old Jack really doesn't know how to pity women!" Harry said angrily, biting his fingers.

Fei Tan didn't bother to answer his nonsense, he didn't show it on his face, but his eyes were a little dignified.

"Father!" The woman in palace costume who got up from the ground and shook her skirt desperately screamed angrily, but the savior who was desperately clutching her ears heard it!

father!

Harry and Feitan were shocked together!

Zuobi old Jack can actually give birth to such a beautiful daughter!

This is not scientific!

"Dad, why don't you leave this ghostly place?" Ki Qiu pretended to be a lady for a long time, and finally couldn't help it, screaming frantically, "This place is dirty, smelly, full of garbage, I just stayed here I'm about to suffocate in a while! I don't believe you don't feel uncomfortable!"

"That's because your corset is too tight." Old Jack shook his cattail fan.

"..." Kikyo's mouth twitched.

"I remember when you said that, how long has it been since I took a shower?" Old Jack pinched his fingers and counted, "One, two, three, four...it must have been seven years?"

"..." Kikyo took a step back quietly.

"You go back, what's the matter with my father-in-law always staying at his son-in-law's house. I can't get along with that old Jeno. Anyway, there is me without him, and he without me." Old Jack said slowly.

"Father! He is also my father-in-law, why do you say that!" Kiqiu seemed to faint.

"Come on, it's him!" Old Jack pouted, "Would you like some smelling salts?"

Kiqiu, who was exposed, stomped his feet and said angrily: "I don't care about you anymore!"

"You have said this more than 300 times!" Old Jack shouted towards Kiqiu's back.

Kiki's voice was sharp and piercing: "Dad!!"

"The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, the little bird said early morning, why are you carrying a pack of dynamite? I am going to blow up the mountain, and I will not be late every day. As soon as I pull the string, I will run away. When I look back, Zeno blows away~ "Old Jack danced and danced, and Kiki, who was about to die of anger after singing, had long since disappeared.

He was silent for a long time, then sighed, "It's not appropriate to be a good chaihuo girl, she must pretend to be Bai Fumei."

This pair of superb father and daughter is truly unprecedented.

"Fei, Feitan, hit me quickly..." Harry clutched his stomach weakly and asked for help, the muscles on his face twitched, and he almost rolled his eyes from laughing.

Fei Tan punched him on the back with all his breastfeeding strength, and then left decisively and quickly.

Harry couldn't laugh anymore.

The boy who survived without knowing anyone was sobbing and rolling on the ground to show off his cuteness. He glanced at him quietly and found that Feitan really didn't intend to come back, so he had no choice but to pat his butt and stand up on his own, resentfully going to do what he should do.

☆☆☆

Today's weather is very nice - relatively speaking.

In fact, the sky on Meteor Street is gray every day, but today it is not so gray.

It's not easy to say that the savior can still see such a difference with a pair of broken glasses.

When it comes to glasses, there seems to be something wrong.

Harry took off his glasses, looked around, then put them back on.

Why do I feel that I can see my surroundings more clearly without wearing glasses?The golden boy held his chin and thought about it for a few seconds, then threw away his round-rimmed glasses beamingly: Great, brother's myopia has healed on its own!Ha ha ha ha!

...Why don't you be so ignorant, Sao Nian!Can myopia be cured by itself?

Mr. Potter just ran happily all the way, bouncing around while running around, as if he was not surrounded by garbage mountains but on the beaches of small Pacific islands.

... To take back what I said before, it's not that he has no common sense, he's just brain-dead.

After the daily entertainment time, Harry, who has fully adapted to life on Meteor Street, rummaged around with his holly wand, which had been reduced to a dog-beating stick, humming a little song (Lotus Fall?), in a good mood .

But some unlucky people might not be too happy.

30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi.

From a distance, Harry could see that gang of delinquent teenagers whom he beat the crap out of every time was besieging an acquaintance in the literacy class.

what is his nameLeftovers?Cuihua?

"Hey, who is that, do you need help?" The savior showed mercy.After saying this, he felt happy that he was really a kind and good person.

"Raven, don't meddle in your own business!" The leader of the gang was obviously a little scared, so he summoned up his courage and said weakly.

"Help——" Actually, the unlucky man whose real name is Xia Ke screamed like killing a pig, and cast a look of 'I'm weak, I'm going to die, I'm going to die'.

"Hey!" Harry brewed his emotions, and shouted at the top of his voice, "You beasts! Let go of that Wangcai—!"

"let me--!!"

"I come--"

"Come--"

Knight: "..." What will he do in Meteor Street in the future!Not alive anymore!

[Xiao Fan Wai] The truth of the rumors

Underworld organizations provide materials to Meteor Street, and correspondingly acquire talents from Meteor Street, which is mutually beneficial.

It is common sense that anyone without a congenital brain disease would not be willing to come to this barren land.

The work of distributing relief supplies to Meteor Street is undoubtedly a hot potato, and anyone with a little brain will understand that it is much better to take a shot at the boss than to go to Meteor Street.

The unlucky bastards who were forcibly deported had no way of turning back, and they also wrapped themselves up three layers inside and three layers outside, teaching the locals to look twice and scare those strong men out of their wits and cry for their fathers and mothers.

Don't be ambiguous about children!Didn't you hear Kurolo Jinjiang Luxilu say: "There are no children in Meteor Street."

It is a child who can survive, and it is definitely a fighter among masters among masters and cocks.

The children on Meteor Street usually don't have much entertainment, so they are very happy now.One by one pretending to bluff people, having fun with these guys who usually don't know how to be domineering.

This is the truth about all the brutal, cold-blooded and inhumane people on Meteor Street.There is no past and no future.

"Fei, Feitan, hit me quickly..." Harry clutched his stomach weakly and asked for help, the muscles on his face twitched, and he almost rolled his eyes from laughing.

Fei Tan punched him on the back with all his breastfeeding strength, and then left decisively and quickly.

Harry couldn't laugh anymore.

The boy who survived without knowing anyone was sobbing and rolling on the ground to show off his cuteness. He glanced at him quietly and found that Feitan really didn't intend to come back, so he had no choice but to pat his butt and stand up on his own, resentfully going to do what he should do.

☆☆☆

Today's weather is very nice - relatively speaking.

In fact, the sky on Meteor Street is gray every day, but today it is not so gray.

It's not easy to say that the savior can still see such a difference with a pair of broken glasses.

When it comes to glasses, there seems to be something wrong.

Harry took off his glasses, looked around, then put them back on.

Why do I feel that I can see my surroundings more clearly without wearing glasses?The golden boy held his chin and thought about it for a few seconds, then threw away his round-rimmed glasses beamingly: Great, brother's myopia has healed on its own!Ha ha ha ha!

...Why don't you be so ignorant, Sao Nian!Can myopia be cured by itself?

Mr. Potter just ran happily all the way, bouncing around while running around, as if he was not surrounded by garbage mountains but on the beaches of small Pacific islands.

... To take back what I said before, it's not that he has no common sense, he's just brain-dead.

After the daily entertainment time, Harry, who has fully adapted to life on Meteor Street, rummaged around with his holly wand, which had been reduced to a dog-beating stick, humming a little song (Lotus Fall?), in a good mood .

But some unlucky people might not be too happy.

30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi.

From a distance, Harry could see that gang of delinquent teenagers whom he beat the crap out of every time was besieging an acquaintance in the literacy class.

what is his nameLeftovers?Cuihua?

"Hey, who is that, do you need help?" The savior showed mercy.After saying this, he felt happy that he was really a kind and good person.

"Raven, don't meddle in your own business!" The leader of the gang was obviously a little scared, so he summoned up his courage and said weakly.

"Help——" Actually, the unlucky man whose real name is Xia Ke screamed like killing a pig, and cast a look of 'I'm weak, I'm going to die, I'm going to die'.

"Hey!" Harry brewed his emotions, and shouted at the top of his voice, "You beasts! Let go of that Wangcai—!"

"let me--!!"

"I come--"

"Come--"

Knight: "..." What will he do in Meteor Street in the future!Not alive anymore!

[Xiao Fan Wai] The truth of the rumors

Underworld organizations provide materials to Meteor Street, and correspondingly acquire talents from Meteor Street, which is mutually beneficial.

It is common sense that anyone without a congenital brain disease would not be willing to come to this barren land.

The work of distributing relief supplies to Meteor Street is undoubtedly a hot potato, and anyone with a little brain will understand that it is much better to take a shot at the boss than to go to Meteor Street.

The unlucky bastards who were forcibly deported had no way of turning back, and they also wrapped themselves up three layers inside and three layers outside, teaching the locals to look twice and scare those strong men out of their wits and cry for their fathers and mothers.

Don't be ambiguous about children!Didn't you hear Kurolo Jinjiang Luxilu say: "There are no children in Meteor Street."

It is a child who can survive, and it is definitely a fighter among masters among masters and cocks.

The children on Meteor Street usually don't have much entertainment, so they are very happy now.One by one pretending to bluff people, having fun with these guys who usually don't know how to be domineering.

This is the truth about all the brutal, cold-blooded and inhumane people on Meteor Street.