Strive to be rich and handsome

Towering mountains of trash are the most common structures.Life and death struggles are a daily repertoire. ——This is Meteor Street.

The impact of fists and guns, splashing blood, and the eyes of the losers reflected the clear sky of Meteor Street. Those who were still able to move followed certain rules to bury the bodies of the dead.We tried to find the sad look in the eyes of those who are still alive, but found that this is a very difficult thing. Their faces are unfathomably dull, as if they have been polished away by the daily struggle. Energy and Enthusiasm - A Traveler's Diary

Every day, airships come to this area and drop things abandoned by the world. There are many types: old but still intact rag dolls, the latest mobile phones with scratches, and even women and children abandoned by the outside world. This is the city of gods. forgotten place. —— "Meteor Street Chronicle"

However, what surprised people the most was that Meteor Street, known as the land forgotten by the gods, had an extremely clear sky. - "Traveler's Guide"

"I heard that gangsters are recruiting people tomorrow, and the treatment is good. Would you like to go, Leorie?" The red-haired child sat on a high mountain of garbage and chewed gum while flipping through books and asked casually.

Leo Li stared at the boy for a while, his forehead twitched and his head hurt: "Your chewing gum...?"

"Ah, it's love that stretches freely~" The red-haired boy frowned with a smile, then wrinkled his bun face and sighed in an instant: "But the taste is getting weaker and weaker, I really hate it."

"Maybe you can try to develop other hobbies?" Leorio seriously suggested.

"Well, I also have this idea, for example, apples are very good." The boy spit out the gum, stood up, twisted his body and stretched a lot.

"...Luxury things like fruit." Leori stroked his forehead with one hand.

"The apple orchard in the third district boss is very cute~" The boy walked down the garbage mountain slowly, smiling brightly.

"It's a pity that it's not yours." Leorio complained mercilessly, trying to dispel the man's fantasy.

"A magician is omnipotent~" In the tilde, the red-haired boy waved his hands and walked away slowly.

Dodging the wooden stick swung down by the opponent, he ended the whole battle with a side kick.Leorio knelt down and picked up today's spoils.

It was a whole loaf of bread and half a can of milk. The packaging bag of the bread was still intact, and the color was fresh enough, with no signs of discoloration.The milk didn't smell bad either, it was a bumper harvest.

If there was no sudden voice like "Oh, what a cute little apple~", then today would definitely be the best day of the month.

Leorio spent [-] second thinking about the best decision-making solution, and finally decided decisively to pretend not to hear.

Never speak well, always trembling at the end.This man represents endless trouble.

"It's really ruthless~" The man stood lazily beside the garbage mountain, his red hair hanging down softly, his fair face with a distorted smile, his face was obviously pretty but there was a dangerous aura about it, it was obviously The rather weird clown suit fit him unexpectedly.

This man - Hisoka.

Kankan blocked Leorio's way forward, and Hisoka's bright smile made his cute face look enchanting and seductive: "Why didn't you kill that guy?"

His beautiful eyes were narrowed to a slit, and the raised phoenix eyes were alluring.

"It's not necessary." Leo Li replied flatly, looking at the man in tattered clothes, covered in injuries but with crooked eyebrows and smiling eyes.

Compared with the man's never-changing boring question, what interests him more is-"Are you still alive?"

Knowing Hisoka was the worst thing in Leorio's current life experience. This beautiful red-haired man was a real militant.

Looking for death every day, looking for people to fight everywhere for fear that the world will not be chaotic, and it’s okay to exterminate human beings as his own responsibility. What’s even worse is that this guy is very willing to involve the people around him.

To some extent, in Leorio's eyes, Hisoka is an action disaster created by God to punish mankind.

"It's heartless to wish me dead so much~" The man covered the smile on his lips with a playing card, and his tone was charming and long, as if filled with endless sorrow.

Classmate Leori, who was so shocked by the thunder, now firmly believes that the existence of this kind of guy is created by God to punish human beings.

He held today's food expressionlessly, and planned to pass by this humanoid monster without turning his eyes.

"Although it's not necessary, it will be very troublesome~ That guy, do you want me to kill you?" The man leaned closer to Leorio's ear and suggested softly, with a cold murderous look in his soft voice.

Dangerous and ambiguous.

Hisoka is like this guy, he has absolutely no morals to seduce anyone, he can go to bed once he sees him, and he is quite moody, one second he can cling to his shoulders, his ears, his ears, his temples, and the next second he can make you sleep forever underground. He is always smiling, bloody, dangerous and ambiguous.

This man is a real danger.

Leorio took a step back without being tempted, with an indifferent expression, he was really quite used to facing this kind of guy for a long time.

"Don't bother—" Rejected without hesitation, Leo Li felt a piece of wood on his head, and some kind of warm liquid flowed down his cheeks.

Instinctively reached out and wiped it, his hands were bright red.

The man who did the work had a sallow complexion, a thin body, and was covered in injuries. He was only wrapped in a few rags.Holding the wooden stick, his eyes were astonishingly bright with a shocking cruelty.

After knocking down Leori, he was not in a hurry to snatch the food or make a second attack, but held his stick high and looked at Hisoka standing next to him guardedly, with a little fear in his eyes, and escaped countless times Experience told him that this handsome boy was dangerous, very dangerous.

The corner of Hisoka's lips curled up, and he smiled in a dark way. He took half a step back a little later, and spread his hands, his face full of jokes and interest.

The man looked at Hisoka warily, with a gloomy expression.After seeing that the other party has no intention of intervening.He sneered ferociously and stared at Leori, whose face was covered in blood and fell to the ground.He raised the wooden stick in his hand high again, and chopped it down heavily.

Hisoka folded his hands on his chest, half-closed his eyes and watched the wooden stick chop down indifferently.The corners of the beautiful phoenix eyes are slightly raised, and there is a little playfulness and a deep-seated indifference in the eyes.His bright red lips curled up slightly, with three parts of indifference, three parts of ridicule and three parts of interest.

No one knew what he was thinking, but the sudden smell of blood obviously made him a little excited and fascinated.

A bloody hand calmly and steadily held the wooden stick that had been chopped down fiercely.

Hisoka's narrowed eyes opened slightly, the smile on the corners of his lips deepened, and it was difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger on his face.His eyes were fixed on the expression on Leori's face when he kicked the man away.Unconsciously sticking out her bright red tongue and licking her lips, babbling~ What a cute little apple.

Leo Li clutched his head after being treated so badly, and sat up, feeling dizzy and dizzy.

Hisoka leaned forward with a smile, stared at Leorio's blood-stained face and praised: "It really surprised me~" The man who said so stepped on his right foot as if he was kicked down and struggled to get up On the chest of the guy, ignoring the man's desperately flailing his struggling limbs.

Hisoka's feet were carelessly crushed, and the limbs of the person under his feet twitched for a long while before making a sound.

With a headache, he pushed Hisoka's face aside, rubbed his head with a headache, and glanced at the corpse on the ground. Leori picked up the food and walked back with a blank expression.

Pushed away unceremoniously, Hisoka didn't get angry but just smiled and dipped his finger on the blood on his face and put it in his mouth.

The corners of Leori's lips twitched, only to feel his head hurting more and more.

Hisoka followed Leorio back quite self-consciously. It was a very small place, a bed with a broken leg, a barely complete sofa, and all kinds of j□j magazines.

"Little Apple is angry~~~~" Hisoka sat unceremoniously on the only sofa in Leorie's house that was regarded as intact furniture, crossed his fingers and supported his chin, and smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, showing no remorse at all.

"My name is not Little Apple~" Obviously, what Leorio would rather do than answer Hisoka's question was to correct his own name.

"But the little apple is very cute~ah~" Hisoka twisted his waist and looked at Leorio's collection of books. Many of those books were a bunch of messy naked women posing in various coquettish poses, um... still There are men.

"Hey! Don't flip through my things casually—" Hisoka easily dodged Leorio's attack, and continued to admire the picture album assembled from various broken pages.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the two of them were old acquaintances, or more precisely, they were childhood friends. Leorio, who knew Hisoka, couldn't remember exactly when.

Leorio is 12 years old this year. He looks like a beautiful teenager. In fact, this is very abnormal. He is only 12 years old, but he looks about the same age as Hisoka, who is already 20 years old.

But Meteor Street is an abnormal place, so it seems normal enough for all kinds of abnormal things to happen here.

At least the people here, even Leorio himself, don't really care.

In fact, apart from his name and age, Leorio can't remember many things, such as when he came to Meteor Street, who his parents were, and so on.

He is a very down-to-earth person, or it is not an exaggeration to say that he is not aggressive.He was doing well on Meteor Street. He never thought about his life experience and future goals.

Without the desire to go out, he should have stayed in this place forgotten by the outside world until he died like many Meteor Street people.

But the world is always so wonderful, and many things you thought were obvious at a glance will turn unexpectedly at some point.

It was a normal day, the usual sunny day, the usual snatch, the usual victory, the usual homecoming.

Everything is so ordinary, so ordinary that even some red-haired man who has been clinging to him for a long time is missing, but in a way this is really a beautiful thing.

If there is a slight omen in the occurrence of this incident, it is the corpse on the way home.

Yes, it was already a corpse. Although Meteor Street was full of fights, it was actually rare to see such a large-scale death.

Moreover, what is shocking is that these people were all killed in one blow, and there is no doubt that it was a master who did it.

With the dead bodies walking all the way, Leo Li said that he was in a bad mood, which was natural, and it would be very unhappy for anyone with a pile of dead bodies left untreated.

Classmate Leori, who was criticizing those who kill people without burying them, opened the door unsuspectingly, and the sudden sense of crisis made Leori step out of the room in an instant, and within a blink of an eye With a little effort, the place where Leorio just stood was full of nails.

Leori, who was covered in cold sweat, looked towards the direction where the nail was shot.

The girl as beautiful as a porcelain doll stood in the shadow of the room as if blending into the darkness. Her jet-black hair was straight and drooping, and her big eyes were deep black.