One copy a day [comprehensive]

Hisoka led this clean-looking young man in golden clothes to the door of the only house in District No. 13, pointed to it and said, "You can eat here as long as you go in! "

The little yellow chicken looked at the dilapidated western-style building in front of him, which seemed to be collapsing at any time, with a wonderful expression on his face.But in such a huge dump, a house where you can rest your feet is not bad.Chen En, who had been around the red-haired kid for a long time, could probably guess that this place is indeed a world of rubbish dumps, full of homeless beggars, and occasionally some decently dressed locals who are undoubtedly more ferocious.To sum it up, maybe the strong are respected?

According to this inference, the person who can live in a decent house in the garbage dump should be the strongest in this area.The kid in front of him was still smiling at him nastyly, as if he was brought here on purpose.Ha, I can't beat him from the base camp of the Little Yellow Chicken in West Lake, so I want to borrow a knife to kill someone?

(Onlookers: The little yellow chicken has too many brains...)

So Hisoka was once again fortunate to witness the magical ability of this big apple from other places to take things out of thin air. He saw this young man with a ponytail stretch out his hand and pulled out the gem-studded fist that could make Meteor Street go crazy. Sao Bao's long sword stepped forward and kicked open the purely decorative door of the district chief's house.

Following behind this foreign apple, the old god was watching from the ground as Chen En waved the weapon in his hand and killed all directions magnificently in circles of light effects. Hisoka felt his blood was about to burn!What a powerful and beautiful apple, my hands are so itchy, I really want to pick it off~~~~~ But I can't do it now~~~~~~ Hisoka holds the big hole in his chest like a Xizi holding his heart, sad and happy self-pity.

The head of the thirteenth district was happily training the little beauty in the bedroom on the second floor at this time. The poor sound insulation equipment allowed the sound of fighting downstairs to pass into his ears without hindrance.Frank squeezed the soft chest of the woman on the bed angrily, and kicked open the bedroom door amidst the woman's screams.

However, in the hall on the first floor, his subordinates were laying corpses on the ground in twos and threes, and a red-haired kid was making up for the undead. The kid who can survive until now!Frank's pupils shrank slightly. In just a few tens of seconds from when he heard the voice to when he opened the door, all his men were killed. The intruder couldn't be Hisoka, who was still being chased by him yesterday!

At this moment, a long sword that was as bright as a white rainbow silently touched Frank's neck, "Are you the master of this house?"

Frank stared in shock, when!He wanted to look back, but the sharp blade on his neck cut a hole more mercilessly.

"Don't move around," the person behind said impatiently, "I'll give you a choice, want a house or die!"

If this is a modern person in Huaguo, he must be demanding a house.But this guy is a native of Neon Meteor Street, rolled his obscene eyeballs, quickly lowered his body and replied: "My lord, I want to die!"

The news that the head of the thirteenth district of Meteor Street has been replaced spread like wildfire. Originally, it was very common for the head of the district to be replaced.But this guy is a newcomer, and it is said that this guy doesn't abide by the unspoken rules of Meteor Street, even the elders don't give face.

Sitting at the long dining table, facing plates of dark, shiny and strange-smelling food, the young members of the Phantom Troupe were silent. Although it is shameful to waste food, do you really want to waste it today? break?

Maggie, with a childlike face and big breasts, flipped through the tattered recipe in her hand in confusion, and said to herself in puzzlement: "How do you make it different from the picture..."

The black-haired, black-eyed young man with a domineering inverted cross tattoo on his forehead calmly accepted the expectant gazes of his brigade members from all directions, raised his hand, touched the corner of his mouth, and smiled: "The knight found out Is 'that person' confirmed to be the new district chief?"

The knight blinked his big round eyes: "Yes, yes! Commander!"

Looking at the group of young members in front of him, the smile on Kuroro's face grew bigger and bigger: "Sa, it's time to grab the 'sword' of the brigade, walk out of Meteor Street, fulfill the dream of the spider, complete Twelve legs are necessary..."

Maggie: Let's go after filling our stomachs.

People: ... tears!

In the only dangerous building in the thirteenth district, the golden little yellow chicken is sitting on the dining table and eating, while Hisoka is watching him eat with a smile on his face, his long and narrow eyes are full of satisfaction and expectation.

Miss Maid, ah, is the former district chief’s Xiaomi, now the current district chief Mr. Chen En’s helper, responsible for cooking, washing, washing dishes, and when necessary, can crack down on Xiao Xiaoxiao who is spying on the dangerous building. It is really necessary at home.

This red-haired brat named Hisoka, ah, yes, is the 16-year-old stunted kid in front of him who secretly paid attention to him again (crowd: obviously very upright...) and volunteered to stay and become his new district chief Left and right arm.

The term "district chief" was proposed by a group of men in black who claimed to be ten elders' subordinates who suddenly visited the second day after he occupied the dangerous building.Then Chen En, the little yellow chicken, really learned about this place called Meteor Street-a Jedi who was exiled, abandoned and rejected-a super giant garbage dump!In this large-scale garbage factory, hundreds of thousands of local residents make a living by picking up garbage every day. Robbery, murder, and illegal things are the norm here. This place is like a small Shura field, where one after another Demons, for those outsiders who know nothing, Meteor Street is undoubtedly a dangerous time bomb.

But this place is not as completely chaotic as Chen En thought. Meteor Street has its own set of rules. It is divided into thirteen areas, and each area is headed by the strongest local person. , under the control of the highest level of Meteor Street - ten old men.

"Hey," the little yellow chicken patted his stomach, wiped his mouth, and leaned lazily on the back of the chair, completely ignoring the possessive eyes of Da Lala opposite, "Hisuo, right now you are my young master after all. The first subordinate of my Cangjian Villa can barely be regarded as an outlying disciple of my Cangjian Villa. As a child of Cangjian Villa, how can I not have a handy and cool weapon?!" As he spoke, he took out his package, the little yellow chicken Exclusive heavy sword? no!Qianye Changsheng small light sword? NO!Ah, I found it!A soft sword from forging practice.

Hisoka was still thinking with a smile that the Tibetan Sword Villa, where countless big apples grew, was a magical place, when he saw Chen En, who was facing him very domineeringly, suddenly took out a shiny golden one to use with himself. A long sword that was very similar to his weapon was slapped on the dining table. "This?" Hisoka couldn't help being a little curious. When he saw Chen En for the first time, he was impressed by the scene of Chen En's sword easily cutting off the dagger he had brought along from the doctor.

Holding it in his hand, the gem-studded scabbard almost blinded people's eyes. Although Hisoka seldom used weapons after developing Nian, he was still very curious about the sword produced by Chen En's little yellow chicken.When Hisoka excitedly pulled out the sword made by the Big Apple that he had given him, Hisoka's evil smile froze for a moment—the long sword in his hand was dragging limply on the dining table .

However, Hisoka, who was in the transformation department, immediately discovered the usage of this sword. With a few flicks of his wrist, the fluffy snow-white blade could dance softly or hard. The wooden dining table is very easy to use. A corner of the ground was cut off.

The beauty in red, the ex-district chief's lover and now the district chief's maid, stood aside with her mouth wide open. She saw Chen En take out a sword from the air completely. Space system? ?Such a unique ability, if it is spread out, I don't know how many bosses in Liuhun Street will be jealous! !

Chen En's little yellow chicken had a proud face, "How is it? It is produced by Tibetan Sword, it must be a high-quality product!"

At this moment, the gate was suddenly smashed into the air, and there was a complaint from outside the gate: "Wo Jin, the regiment leader said that we should be polite first and then soldiers!" A big man scratched his head honestly: "Obviously it was just a slight push..."