Feitan has a cleanliness? !

In Meteor Street, finding food is a physical effort.

In order to fight for a piece of black bread, they wrestled into a ball, even risked their lives and fought frantically. All these are normal phenomena on Meteor Street.

Someone died for a morsel of food, someone was completely crippled and tortured half-dead by a small bowl of water.Kuroro has seen too many examples like this. Even he himself is constantly running around for food every day, and the number of injuries is countless.

A child, especially a good-looking child, had to keep a low profile to a certain extent if he wanted to survive on Meteor Street.Otherwise, even if they got rare food, they would not be able to survive.

There are so many masters in Meteor Street, and of course there are also a lot of perverts.There are all kinds of lunatics everywhere, those who like to collect human organs, those who like to drink human blood to quench their thirst, and even those who eat human flesh... Then, to get more perverted, they are those who rape loli and raise madams in captivity.

There are quite a lot of child lovers in Meteor Street, especially the mayors of each district, almost all of them have such special hobbies.Among them, the District Chief of Seventh District is the most serious. It is said that in the house that belongs to him, there is a basement dedicated to detaining a large number of young boys.

The future seedlings are constantly being tortured by the head of the district, and there are still a large number of little boys being offered by his subordinates every day. Over time, the head of the district has become picky. He does not want unattractive little boys, and only picks pink and tender buns. The young Zhengtai was the one to attack, and this time, Kuroro was almost murdered by the mayor of a certain district.

"So it's like this, you were spotted by the district chief of BT?" Fei Tan had a piece of ham in his mouth, picked up a can of milk beside him, and took a sip to moisten his throat.The taste is so bad that you can tell it's a small brand when you eat it.The milk is too impure, maybe it will be Sanlu brand.

The place was still in the wardrobe full of vicissitudes, and Fei Tan swaggered to enjoy the latest food.Although he himself is very dissatisfied with the quality of the food and the current food standard, the situation is in front of him, and he has nothing else to eat.

Fresh milk is still in the shelf life?The unopened ham made Kuroro's eyes widen. Even when Feitan handed it to him just now, his hands were still shaking and his palms were sweaty.

This person... This person is really extraordinary. He just went out and walked around, and now he has harvested so much food?

Kuroro, who was still immersed in shock, couldn't help but sigh, it's really irritating to compare people to others.He was so desperate to grab the food that he was almost killed, and he returned empty-handed in the end.But as soon as Feitan goes out... he can actually bring back fresh meat, meat!And calcium-fortified milk.

Sure enough, he is indeed a cultured person. Although he is younger and looks thinner, Kuroro has already made a conclusion in his heart that Feitan will definitely have a bright future.At least after meeting Fei Tan, I didn't go hungry, and Fei Tan took care of my wounds, and passed three days safely.

All these are good signs.

Kuroro, who was full of hope for the future, secretly clenched his fists. If he had the opportunity in the future, he must learn more knowledge, at least not be compared by Feitan, and he must not let Feitan look down on him...

The little black-haired boy has set his own goal deep in his heart - to read ten thousand books and eat ten thousand years of meat.

"Kurolo, hello! You're back to your senses." Feitan stretched out his little hand, shaking it in front of Kurolo.Why is this person distracted?Sure enough, he was still a child, so he let go of his guard so easily.

Feitan still remembers the look in his eyes when he was bandaging Kuroro's wound, it was without any emotion, without any fluctuations, a little dull, but secretly guarding himself... Looking at Kuroro now, Very good, the expression is a lot more vivid.

Nodding in satisfaction, very developed, maybe he can be cultivated as an heir?In case he establishes an advanced disinfection water production base in the future, there must be an heir to the property.

Fei Tan stroked his chin and thought, otherwise, would he recognize Ku Luoluo as his son?Maybe it's a good idea.

When Shen Ci was a forensic doctor, he knew that he could not have any physical desires for people, everyone.Whether it's a man or a woman, whether it's cute, beautiful, glamorous, handsome... all kinds of types, I have no interest in it.

When a beautiful naked man or beauty lay down in front of him in a very provocative pose, Shen Ci would only be interested in their 'body'.

It was so before, and it is so now.

"Fitan."

It was not easy for Kuroro to regain his senses, and now Feitan is distracted.Kuroro felt a little bit reluctant in his heart, but he still closed his eyes and chewed the ham in his mouth very firmly.

The unspoiled food is really delicious. Kuroro quickly wiped out the leftover food in his hands, licked his lips with unsatisfied desire, and even gnawed on the residue on the ham wrapper... He absolutely couldn't give the mice any chance to take advantage of it .

"Ah? Kurolo, you call me."

"Yes, I want to ask... where did you get all these food from?" Satisfied as he drank the remaining half can of milk, Kuroro felt that life was worth living like this. For the first time in his history, he didn't Eat rotten food and drink rotten milk.

"Oh, you mean these counterfeit foods?" Fei Tan didn't have any special expression on his face, and didn't feel that these foods had any special taste at all.As a clean freak, he is also picky about his mouth, which means he is a serious picky eater.

"Yes." Although he didn't understand what the cottage meant, he understood the general meaning of the sentence, so Kuroro nodded.

Fei Tan shrugged innocently, "How would I know, it just fell from the sky anyway."

"Huh?" The hand holding the milk jug was a little unsteady, and the corners of Kuroro's mouth froze.

What does it mean to fall from the sky?

"I don't know what it is. A spaceship-like thing with facial makeup passed by, and then a lot of garbage was thrown from the spaceship." Feitan was investigating the surrounding terrain at that time, and suddenly something fell from the sky, almost Throw short as he hits.

"I guess it's because the brand is too rubbish, or the taste is too bad, otherwise it wouldn't have been thrown down, and no one picked it up when it fell on the ground."

"..." This is Kuroro who finally knows what the name 'shit luck' is.

It turned out that the airship dropped 'supplies' to Meteor Street once a month, but Feitan caught up with it?Or first-hand goods?What kind of luck is this... unexpectedly... there are still unopened food.

"By the way, let me tell you, that spaceship's facial makeup is too ugly. It bared its teeth and stared like a dog. The painter's taste is too bad." There is no hope for a poorly mixed world, but seeing such a taste now, Feitan can't help but want to complain.

Silence, it's not that Kuroro wants to pretend to be deep, it's really not.

And the little bit of admiration for Fei Tan just now... along with Fei Tan's narration, it was completely shattered, drifted into the air, and slowly disappeared.

Generally, materials are placed in random locations, and only a few areas are fixed.As for those fixed sites, there are always many masters waiting all night, and the weak ones are the last ones...or those who have been used or eaten by others, and some people can't even see the scum.

Kuroro re-examined Feitan, and always felt that this life was too good to be enviable.What others can't get, he can always get easily, and then give up easily... But Kurolo will not be so stupid as to abandon such a companion, Feitan lives well, and he is the one who enjoys happiness with him.It is impossible for a person with a brain to abandon a companion who is educated, lucky, and capable of medical treatment.

After only a little tangled in his heart, Kuroro calmed down, and then completely suppressed the matter, savoring the lingering fragrance of milk in his mouth with peace of mind.

"Kurolo, who do you think is the richest person in Meteor Street?" Fei Tan wondered a little.

Instead of looking for food everywhere every day, it is better to seek refuge in a rich "God of Wealth". The main thing is to solve the current problem of food and clothing. It is not easy for him to feed two people in this place where the rabbits don't pull shit. (Fei Tan himself and his adopted godson Ku Luoluo.)

"Money?" Already basically familiar with Feitan's speech routine, he automatically converted "rich" into someone with rights and a life without worry in his mind. Kuroro ruled out a circle of candidates in his mind, and finally replied, "If The person with the most secure life is the head of the Seventh District."

"The head of the Seventh District, he is the pedophile you mentioned." This character was the one whom Kuroro focused on, and he was also the murderer who hurt Kuroro in the first place. "Could it be that...he hurt you at the beginning because he wanted to keep you?"

"Uh..." automatically converts 'nurture' to rape.Kuroro turned his face away to look at Feitan. "Why do you look so excited." It's like I'm missing something great.

"Someone wants to support you, why do you run away." So it is self-inflicted to say that someone is injured.

"He has a lot of people to support, but that pervert will never let anyone who looks good."

"That is to say! I have a chance too?" Excitedly holding Kuroro's hands, Feitan became star-eyed, but he actually looks pretty good.

"What kind of honor do you think this is? You were caught and ruined." Kuroro was a little uneasy, and wanted to chop off Feitan's head very much.

"Hehehe." Feitan smiled slightly, and shook his finger at Kuroro very mysteriously. "It's not certain who spoils whom."

Who harmed whom, who was harmed... It's really undecided.

The long and narrow golden eyes shone with confidence, Kuroro let go of his small fist, and swallowed back the words he wanted to refute.

Maybe, follow Feitan, that's right.