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Not far away, the sky over the Black Iron Castle began to light up.
Countless people have started a new life today.
During the day in the Xiacheng District of Nannan Street, the smell of fireworks is very strong.
At first, this place was a slum. Later, as crowds continued to gather, it became the largest lawless place in the entire Black Iron Castle.
The largest dark market in Black Iron Castle, the underground gang, finally gathered to the point where even the city hall could not let it go.
Zhao Guangli is now on the edge of the southeastern area of ????Xiacheng District. The infrastructure here is incomparable to that of the central neighborhoods. It is almost the same as not having any. Zhao Guangli's shoes are treading on the ground one deep and the other shallow.
The air was filled with the smell of moisture, sweat, and alcohol. The smell was not pleasant, so Zhao Guangli blocked his nasal cavity with his hands.
Now Zhao Guangli¡¯s attire is not too eye-catching, but Zhao Guangli used his perception ability to keenly notice that some rogues seemed to be talking about him.
At least, they are still interested in the contents of their backpacks.
"Does that guy look like a fat sheep?"
"Kill him with a knife and let him understand the horror of this world."
"Huhuhu."
¡°I stole it, I stole it, and today¡¯s dinner is in order.¡±
"Please, please give me a few more days."
The sound of breaking glass and the noise from the crowd were endless. Zhao Guangli could not adapt to this feeling.
Zhao Guangli could not hear these sounds originally, but after his perception ability improved, this troublesome touch also arrived.
Zhao Guangli must take some time to adapt.
With this thought, Zhao Guangli was surrounded by several people in rags in the muddy and dirty streets.
Xiacheng District is not under the jurisdiction of the police patrol, and such things are already commonplace for pedestrians around.
Those who dare to attack directly in broad daylight are mostly from southern street gangs with a black background.
Those members of the notorious Hyena Gang and the Blood Slaughter Society are mostly good at doing this kind of thing, especially when they see a teenager dressed normally, this is their best target.
"Friends, we are a little tight lately."
The leading man had a punk haircut and tongue studs. The first time Zhao Guangli saw this guy, he felt that he was on the forefront of the trend.
"Sorry, I have something else to do."
Zhao Guangli said seriously.
Zhao Guangli had already sensed the intentions of the people in front of him, but he didn't expect that they would be so powerful.
"brat¡¡"
The leading man approached Zhao Guangli. He exuded a smell that was unacceptable to a good young man like Zhao Guangli: "Don't be shameless."
The passers-by around just looked at the scene happening in front of them, thinking that this young man was probably going to be unlucky.
"Ordinary people who stray into the southern Xiacheng area, it is best to adhere to these four words, avoid losing money and avoid disasters. Most of the things that can be solved with money are trivial.
Zhao Guangli shook his head and counted the people in front of him.
A total of six people appeared in front of him together.
The smell of alcohol, heavy dark circles under the eyes, long-term malnutrition, and hunched back.
??Everyone is of this level.
Zhao Guangli sighed slightly in his heart, but his expression did not change in any way.
After becoming a professional, the first battle he fought was actually with a group of rogues.
What a cheap first time.
Zhao Guangli thought so, his eyes looked at the punk man in front of him, and a simple smile formed on the corner of his mouth.
"It seems like you haven't realized the seriousness of the matter."
The punk man was a little angry. He wiped his hands with his clothes and motioned to the person behind him.
"Thencome on."
Zhao Guangli said softly.
too slow.
For professionals, the shooting speed of these guys is really too slow.
After the blessing of extraordinary rituals, these ordinary people in front of them are completely different from Zhao Guangli.
Any fist, in Zhao Guangli's eyes, is like slow motion.
These guys are far inferior to water ghosts.
Bang!
Zhao Guangli controlled his strength and punched out. The chest of the punk man who rushed towards him immediately collapsed and he flew far away along the muddy street. Along the way, blood stains continued to flow, which was very impactful.
With just one punch, everyone stood upright.
People around the street asked and looked over here. After seeing the situation at this moment, they looked away again.
This situation is also common.
Those who dare to do such things should also be prepared to be exposed to the iron plate.
"It's just that this iron plate seems to be just a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.
"Sorry, it's really urgent."
Zhao Guangli clapped his hands, and the people who were still standing in front of him immediately dispersed. In an instant, the only person in front of Zhao Guangli was the punk man who fell to the ground and was twitching.
Zhao Guangli shook his head and walked straight ahead, ignoring the strange sights around him.
The power of professionals is almost overwhelming to ordinary people.
This is the combat power of professional hunters.
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The dawn is very good today.
The sunshine hit Zhao Guangli¡¯s body, giving him a warm feeling.
Shui'an Street is located at the end of Rising Sun Avenue Park. It is a quiet little street.
Many students from Oak College are willing to come here to play and relax.
At the end of Shui'an Street, Zhao Guangli's eyes caught the eye of a small cafe hidden in the corner of the street.
The signboard has a cold color and no name. Through the glass, you can see several bright marigolds inserted in a transparent glass bottle.
The air is filled with the aroma of coffee, which seems to be there but not there.
here it is¡¡
At this moment, a short-haired girl wearing black-rimmed glasses pushed open the transparent glass door. She was wearing a light-colored apron and looked at Zhao Guangli with a cool and gentle look on her face.
"welcome."
The wind chimes rang with the girl's voice, and the air seemed to be sweetened with a hint of sweetness.
Gu Xintong pushed up her glasses with her fingers and said seriously, as if she had already anticipated the situation in front of her.
Zhao Guangli looked at the coffee shop in front of him and was a little stunned What was going on.
Gu Xintong gently twirled her hair with her fingers, looking at Zhao Guangli with her beautiful eyes: "I am the owner of this coffee house"
"Of course, it's just a personal hobby."
The girl said, smiling slightly at Zhao Guangli: "What do you want to drink?"
"Is it the bottle of red wine that was passed out from the Impes family before?"
¡°Or the coffee beans grown on the south coast?¡±
"By the way, this place is quite far away from the east, and there is no such thing as tea for the time being."
While Gu Xintong was looking at the things at hand, the girl's voice sounded in the drunken time, with a gentle and brilliant meaning.
Zhao Guangli looked at the store in front of him. It was not big, with only two or three tables and chairs, but it looked clean and tidy, as if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder and was meticulous.
"Cafe."
Zhao Guangli turned back to look at Gu Xintong and said seriously.
"Remember to have more sugar."
Zhao Guangli warned seriously: "There is still milk."
Gu Xintong raised his head and smiled softly.
The girl at this time looks better than the fireworks last night.
This is what Zhao Guangli was thinking.
In the distance, the sun shines through the glass window and shines on their faces. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com