Yokohama Cadre Nakahara March

"Have you heard that there are criminals retaliating against the society and throwing bombs everywhere on Leibo Street?"

"Ah, it's the legendary new bomb, the one with super power?"

"That's right, that's the one! It's extremely powerful, and there will be an ominous purple-black light."

"It sounds like a curse. Fortunately, that person only bombed in places like Leibo Street. What if it bombed my house?"

……

Madge didn't listen to the conversation that followed. She walked back to the alley of Leibo Street with the rice balls she bought at a special price from the supermarket.

It's pointless to think about the gossip of aunts in the supermarket, because——

Fortunately, the explosion only happened on Leibo Street or something. It would be better if all the people on Leibo Street were killed by the bombing or something. They must have been bullied by the scum in Leibo Street, so they deliberately took revenge or something.

Madge has heard words like this countless times, and what's more, people outside are much harsher towards Meteor Street than Leibo Street.

Because of his humble background, he can ignore years of management and hard work at will, and easily push it out as cannon fodder.

Erase the traces of your life in the world, deny your life, deny your deeds, and even deny everything about you.

These are commonplace for people who came out of Meteor Street.

It may not be quite right to say that. After all, after entering Meteor Street, there are actually not many people going out. A place of about 800 square kilometers has a population of about [-] million people, most of which are not even suitable for human habitation. of.

The serious competition for resources and the serious overpopulation make it difficult for people who have lived in Meteor Street to do their best to survive.

Only a very small number of people can get the privilege.

And those people are often connected with the underworld in the outside world. They enjoy the best life in Meteor Street, while squeezing the weak at the bottom, they look down on all the bottom of Meteor Street.

I feel that they are the lowest and most humble people.

The malice put into it is even more serious than some kind-hearted people outside.

But Meteor Street is indeed a completely different place from the beautiful world outside. Meteor Street people have their own unique, special but deformed bonds.

It is not too much to fight internally, but to fight externally.

Probably this is also derived from the long-standing culture of plundering and scrambling in Meteor Street.

So even if you walk out of Leibo Street, you will often hear some very biased words, and Ma Qi will not be moved by it.

Recently, there have been frequent explosions on Leibo Street. Although Ma Qi doesn't care about it, he can always hear similar news from some patients who come for treatment and outside people from time to time.

Everyone has different opinions.

But to sum it up, it was nothing more than a purple-black explosion, a strange man who claimed to be barbaric and spitting.

Therefore, March also asked Nakahara Chuya while biting the rice ball.

"Did you see the legendary bomber when you were patrolling Leibo Street?" Marche took a bite of the rice ball, puffed up one cheek and chewed, the purple cat's eyes inadvertently fell on the dilapidated desk lamp in the room.

Ah, it's salmon rice balls.

Fortunately, the special rice balls I took at hand actually added some minced salmon.

"The bomber?" Nakahara raised his swollen cheeks and muttered back, with obvious doubts on his childish face.

Ma Qi shared the rice balls brought back with Chuya Zhongyuan, and being able to share the food with each other is enough to show that Ma Qi has a good impression of Chuya Zhongyuan.

However, Central Plains will not take advantage of the little girl in vain, and will often bring her some urgently needed daily necessities and some desserts that cannot be bought in the supermarket.

Ma Qi held the rice balls in both hands, and turned his gaze back to Nakahara Nakaya, "Don't you know, the purple-black explosion that often occurs on Leibo Street recently."

Does Chuya Nakahara, the guy who patrols Leibo Street every day and is vigilant, know about this?

"Oh, this, I know." Zhongyuan Zhong also licked off the remaining rice grains on his fingers, as if he had just realized Ma Qi's words.

Immediately his face changed, and he said angrily, "That guy ran too fast, every time I arrived, he disappeared, tsk."

"Well, it seems that someone has seen it, it is a strange man who claims to be a barbarian and spit." Seeing that Zhong Yuanzhong was not ignorant, Ma Qi began to wander in his mind again.

The salmon rice balls are delicious, and it would be great if I could buy tuna rice balls next time.

Although most of the time, the leftover rice balls on sale in supermarkets are plum rice balls.

"What did you say?" Just when Ma Qi was in a daze, Zhong Yuan Zhong also suddenly rushed up, clasped her shoulders with both hands, his face was tense, and his brows were furrowed.

The amethyst-like cat's eyes looked Nakahara Chuya up and down in surprise. Although she was quite relaxed in front of the other party, Nakahara Nakahara was also very good at grabbing her shoulders when she didn't realize it.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the surprise in Ma Qi's eyes, mistook him for scratching her, let go of his hand and took a step back.

"Sorry, I just said this name to Huang Ba, and I am more concerned." The red-haired boy's expression was tense and serious, and it didn't seem that he only cared a little.

"It doesn't matter," March tilted his head, "What is Huang Ba spit?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also rubbed his red hair irritably, "Uh, I don't know how to say it, let's just call it a god."

Madge nodded thoughtfully, that is to say, "That person claims to be a god, right?"

She seemed to think of something suddenly, "Ah, speaking of it, it seems that someone said that the explosion caused by the bomber was very similar to the big explosion that blew up Leibo Street eight years ago, but the scale was much smaller."

The amethyst-like cat's eyes fluttered twice, and he took a bite of the rice ball, "Well, the power is not that strong."

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his body sideways, facing away from the sunlight coming in from the window, it seemed that fine golden dust had risen in the air, floating around the body of the red-haired boy.

"I'll take care of this matter." The boy said with a cold face.

Ma Qi nodded indifferently, and suddenly seemed to feel something, and directly stuffed the remaining half of the rice ball into his mouth, his cheeks were stuffed to the brim, and his purple cat eyes glistened with choking.

Just as Zhongyuan Zhong didn't understand Ma Qi's sudden movement, a powerful force rushed towards the two of them.

——It was exactly what the two of them discussed just now, the explosion created by the man who claimed to be a bully and spit.

The ocher-haired boy was covered with red light, and rushed towards Ma Qi, pressing the petite girl under him. The red light representing gravity wrapped the two of them and survived the huge explosion.

Madge puffed her cheeks, chewed, and looked up at Nakahara Chuya, who was struggling to support her.

She had a premonition of this sudden explosion, but she really didn't expect that Zhong Yuanzhong would rush over without hesitation, stand in front of her, and help her block all the power of the explosion.

"Are you okay?" Nakahara Zhong also frowned, his cobalt blue eyes lowered to look at the hamster-like Maggie.

Ma Qi swallowed the rice ball with difficulty, shook her head, and inadvertently turned her head, seeing the shed annihilated in the purple-black explosion, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have forgotten something.

...her house? ? ?

At the moment before the intuition explosion was about to come, she gave priority to eating the rice balls, but she never expected that she forgot that the rice balls could barely be stuffed into her mouth and eaten, but the shed was fixed on the ground like this, so she couldn't escape.

After the explosion completely disappeared, Madge pushed aside Chuya Nakahara, who was supporting her and protecting her, sat up and looked around blankly, not just her hut.

All the surrounding sheds, pipes, and stairs were completely blown up.

Not only that, but the unfinished special rice balls on the table also turned into dust and dissipated in the air.

Is this a small explosion? ? ?

Ma Qi looked at the survivors nearby, hugging and crying people, some people who were blown to the point of blood, and people who were not like them living on the edge of the explosion and were directly killed at the beginning of the explosion.

Although it is daytime now, most of the people on Leibo Street are not staying in the sheds, and they are located in a relatively remote place where few people live, but there are always some people who are living in the sheds where they live. active in the house.

"Damn it! I will definitely not let that guy go!" Zhongyuan Zhong also showed his unbearable face, clenched his fists, and his anger almost rushed out of his body, and the broken gravel under his feet was shattered again.

The explosions caused by Huang Ba's vomiting vary in power, but this time it is definitely considered a big one. Before, Ma Qi only heard that the other party made explosions in remote places with a small number of people.

Thick and slender eyelashes hang down slightly, blocking the thoughts in the eyes. Now it seems that everyone who has really seen it has been seriously injured or died.

Occasionally, those who are slightly injured will keep it secret and dare not mention it lightly.

"The black doctor is there, the black doctor is still alive!"

"Let's go and ask her to save us!"

The injured people scrambled and crawled to get closer, but when they saw Zhong Yuanzhong exuding a dangerous aura, he stopped in his tracks again, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips, "I'm leaving, I'll take care of this matter." As he said that, he kicked his foot on the ground, turning into a red light and rushing towards the sky.

March stood up and turned his gaze to the injured crowd. The beret had been blown away by the explosion just now, his purple hair was loose, and his whole body was disheveled.

"Is this considered making money from war? The more people are injured, the more people will come to me for treatment." Ma Qi laughed at himself, then shook his head, pulled out the thread with a swish, and pointed to the helpless standing there. people walk.

Having said that, in fact, when Ma Qi found this shack at the beginning, some weak couples and children nearby who came because of escape actually gave her some help.

Although not much, it is also a heart.

Now Ma Qi is also willing to treat the people whose shacks were bombed, penniless and seriously injured, and then let them pay off their debts slowly.

It is impossible not to charge money, only that Ma Qi can extend the time for them to make up for the treatment fee, or replace it with equivalent supplies.

After all, her home was bombed now, and she needed to find everything again.