Two Dimensional Journey

With the support of solar skateboarding, Zhang Xiang and Huahuo Lolita only spent more than ten minutes, and they have already moved from one area to another. Look. Wool. Line. Chinese. Text. Net

This is a slightly dilapidated place, obviously a relatively poor place in this area.

And before, he also said that only such a place can truly reflect the entire scene of Tokyo.

"Okay, it's in this place." Zhang Xiang released the power button with his right foot, and jumped off all by himself, stepping on the edge of the skateboard with his right foot.

Then, the entire skateboard flew upwards and was caught in the right hand by Zhang Xiang.

For Zhang Xiang, with his muscle control, it is actually not difficult to want this.

And after more than ten minutes of sliding, Little Lori Huahuo felt very happy, and gradually recovered from the excitement.

However, after recovering, she thought of something not quite right.

"By the way, didn't you say that Dr. Ali just made this skateboard in my hand? What about your hands?" Little Lori Huahuo blinked her big white eyes and asked in a puzzled manner.

"This one, because I knew the relationship that I might use in another world, I borrowed it from someone who owns a skateboard." Zhang Xiang showed a smile on his face.

It's just that, looking at the smile on Zhang Xiang's face, Xiao Huahuo Lolita knew that "borrow" in Zhang Xiang's mouth must not be "borrow" in the true sense.

However, she had no way to say that Zhang Xiang was here.

After all, he was already the one that was about to be done and handed it to her first.

But at this moment, the Yiliang police car drove in front of the two of them and moved in a certain direction.

However, it didn't take long for it to travel. Look. Yarn, Chinese website

In the police car, there are two policemen sitting, one is slightly fat, and the other is of normal size.

On the rear driver's seat, there was still a girl in patched clothes.

Obviously, that girl committed something.

This is very common in slum areas.

Although Zhang Xiang is a Lolita, he is not a person who does not distinguish right from wrong.

But at the next moment.

Zhang Xiang's face suddenly revealed a look of doubt.

Because, when he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered the direction the police car had just moved forward, which was the direction they came from.

However, on the map, the police station is clearly in another place.

In that direction, there are only some unfinished buildings.

After all, where is very close to the periphery of the megalithic monument, very few people live.

Thinking of this, there was a trace of ominousness in Zhang Xiang's heart.

Then, he put down the skateboard in his hand again.

"Let's follow, I have an ominous premonition." Zhang Xiang's face was a bit solemn, and he said to the little Lolita beside him.

And looking at Zhang Xiang's a little dignified look, Xiao Huahuo Lori's face also became a little bad.

"Is it that kind of thing again?!" Little Lori Huahuo showed a slightly angry look on her face.

"It hasn't been determined yet, but the possibility is very high." Zhang Xiang's eyes were a little deep, looking into the distance.

This world has never been as simple as it seems.

Human beings are not only with primitive gut animals, but also have feuds.

Moreover, some human beings also have special hatred with some special people.

The object of their hatred is the cursed son who has been born ten years ago.

It is similar to Yanzhu, as well as the child who was just taken away, because the mother was infected by absorbing the virus through the mouth before birth.

It would be better if Yanzhu's kind of existence was better, because they had a facilitator to live together, as long as they didn't expose their identity as a cursed son, nothing would happen.

At the same time, most of them still have the protection of their own promoters.

But if they are children of the kind just now, then they will continue to suffer among humans, those who have lost their relatives in the Protogut war, those who have lost a lot of things, and even some who have nothing. Human hatred of relationships.

For the specific torture process, you can refer to Naruto in Naruto Village.

Even more so.

Because there are some people who are interested in killing cursed children.

As long as they are caught on the spot, they are usually let go with one eye open and one eye closed.

Because, under the laws of Tokyo, the identities of these cursed children are in a fuzzy state.

This is not only because almost all of the cursed children who survived were abandoned when they were born.

It's even more because most human beings don't recognize that these cursed children are part of humanity.

There have even been such things as mass killings and being arrested as human subjects...

But what is worth ridiculing is that human beings are now able to survive in this area. Except for the monumental stele and the army to expel and attack the antiprotozoal, it is these cursed children who exert the greatest strength.

Because of being infected by the virus, they all possess the power that ordinary people do not have. They can or can easily blast the wall with one punch, or they can jump to tens of meters in the air. Come.

Therefore, after they were discovered to have such power, some of them were selected by the government and formed a team with some relatively powerful adults or strong people to fight against the gastroenterologists.

The remaining ethnic groups were expelled by them to the 39th district where the gastroenterologists are most likely to attack, which is the other end of the bridge, allowing them to fend for themselves.

Incidentally, it can also serve as a buffer layer.

Deported to the thirty-ninth area, and some of the cursed children in hiding, they sometimes have to step into this malicious world for them to survive, doing something similar to stealing. Or act as a beggar to get enough food and clothing to barely sustain life.

As for, does anyone have pity for these cursed children?

Yes, of course there is.

However, that number is very small.

At least, the data currently surveyed by Zhang Xiang in Tokyo shows this.

However, these humans are secretly helping.

Once discovered, most of them will make strong denials, and even do something to harm these children.

Perhaps, they just regard their support for their children as a somewhat exciting thing.

This is the fate of some of the cursed children born after the war of the original bowel, who were infected by the virus.

Human beings don’t think about their own faults, but the inferior qualities that anger and fault push on others, which are fully manifested!