The room was smoky and Wonderland like.
A few big smoker while playing cards, while leisurely swallowing clouds and puffing fog, also really thanks to the corner that a few men can insist on exercise.
When marza pushed the door in, these people focused on what they were doing. Only the bald man and the fat man took care of marza.
"Boss."
Marza is also used to crossing the crowd and coming to the bald man.
"What, beaten?"
The bald man didn't continue to tease. He put the book down, leaned back on his upper body and crossed his legs.
Fat man stares at half of marza's pig face, and his eyes flash a look of disdain.
Don't look at the fat man. In terms of strength, he is stronger than marza. It's amazing that he can become a fat man in meteor street.
"Well." Marza lowered his head, a look of shame on his face, because half of it was swollen and looked strange.
"Tell me." The bald man has no expression and is a little interested in knowing what happened.
First of all, marza knows the rules. If he is abused one by one, he can't expect others to help him. If he is beaten by a group, he can still find his place, depending on the situation.
Since marza came, it means that he was beaten by a group, but there should not be only one injury. The main reason is that the injury is too light.
"It's Maggie, and the outsider who's been accepted recently." Marza's tone was mixed with resentment. He knew the boss's style, so he didn't add fuel to it. He just told the whole story.
After listening to marza's narration, the fat man immediately sneered: "is there any mistake? You are as strong as a cow, but you can't be moved by a little boy?"
The bald man's reaction is not as big as the fat man's. He has a thoughtful face, and his triangular eyes are shining.
Marza knew that he was wrong, and had no power to refute the fat man's ridicule. Instead, he raised his head slightly, looking forward to the boss's help.
At this time, the bald man suddenly stood up, reached out and patted malza on the shoulder, said: "it can't blame you, after all, you haven't touched that level."
Level?
Marza was puzzled, but did not dare to ask.
"Where are they?" The bald man grinned.
Marza was delighted when he heard the speech. The boss asked, which meant that he had to help him. However, before he could speak, he was robbed by the fat man.
"Boss, it's useless for marza. Even if you're leaving tomorrow, you don't need to help him out, do you?"
"Don't say that. At least it's a fight." The bald man glanced at the fat man, and his smile became more and more creepy.
Indeed, according to the Convention, this situation can only be considered as malza himself useless, there is no need to stand for him.
There are two reasons why the bald man agreed to come down. One is that he judged that the little boy named "Luo" can also "read", so he is very interested in meeting for a while. The other is that he has been arranged to be one of the people who lost to the gang organization and has to leave tomorrow.
The key lies in the second reason.
Anyway, I'm about to leave meteor street, and I won't come back in the future, so I can relax before I leave.
Originally, he had made a list of the people he wanted to kill before he left, and the way of death had been decided.
If these people are the main course, then Luo and Maggie are the appetizers
"Ha, ha..."
Think of the beauty, bald man suddenly issued a burst of deep laughter, triangle eyes burst out intoxicated light, subconsciously out of the tongue licked lips.
The emotion reaches the depth, belongs to his aura unconscious to send out, is ruthless, is crazy His body seemed to be wrapped with a mass of black silk thread.
Marza and chubby, who are closest to the bald man, are so cold that they subconsciously step back.
Other people in the room were also startled. Regardless of whether the cards were good or not, the players immediately threw them on the ground and retreated to the corner.
They looked at the old man who had been making a deep laugh, only to feel that the temperature in the room suddenly dropped down, cold all over.
"Tell me the location."
A moment later, the bald man stopped laughing and didn't look at malza. Instead, he picked up the book he had just put down and turned it up. While turning the page, his almost crazy look gradually calmed down.
This is not a thick book. There is only one title on the orange cover: thousands of ways of human death!
That's the feeling
Feeling the breath from the boss, marza's body trembled slightly. At this moment, he realized that the boss was the same kind of person as the kid he had just provoked.
The boss asked him where he was, but he could only guess based on Maggie's protective clothing.
However, in the next answer, he could not use the uncertain word "should" or "may". In the dark, he had a hunch that if he took this word with him.Well, he would Death?
Even if it's just a guess, or it's not clear the exact location, there is only one answer at this time.
At this moment, no one came to teach malza how to answer. He held back his fear, summoned up all the courage he had left, and said in a trembling voice, "the landfill outside West Street."
The landfills are very large and there are also classified locations, but marza can only answer the question of landfills.
"Oh."
The bald man's action of turning the pages of the book suddenly stopped.
"Well, that's the way to die."
He said to himself, then he threw the book back and walked towards the door without expression.
All the people on the scene dare not gasp for a moment. Their eyes follow the bald man to the door.
"You go on. I'll go out and play." The bald man opened the wooden door and strode away.
Bald man named cook, he always felt that he was a very noble person!
When cook left, marza's knees softened and he fell to his knees, his face and back covered in cold sweat.
Seeing marza in such a mess, the fat man couldn't laugh at him this time.
......
West Street landfill.
As long as you walk out of meteor street and look around, you can see many trucks carrying all kinds of garbage coming and going in the landfill.
Over the years, these truck drivers may have developed a habit of taking the same route every time they come, and the types of garbage carried by trucks from different places are also different.
It's a garbage dump all over the world, where the rich and powerful countries, as well as the poor and weak countries, transport their garbage.
Over time, no matter which area of the landfill, meteor Street residents will be divided into four locations, namely area a, area B, area C, and area D.
It's just autonomous division, not garbage sorting.
Area D is the area with the least resources and the most chemical wastes, while area a is the area with the most resources, but there are also all kinds of dangerous chemical residues.
Because District D has the least resources and is very dangerous, there are fewer people there, and they usually go to district D.
When they got to their destination, they all separated.
"Keep what you think is useful."
Following what Maggie said, Luo walked alone in a mountain of garbage.
Although not affected by the miasma, but the stench intolerable.
Luo's ability to control Qi is still weak, but he can still cover his nose with Qi to resist the stench.
As a newcomer, he didn't look for useful things at the first time, but wandered around.
All of a sudden, his calm mind was like a flash of electricity, which made him subconsciously look at a pile of garbage mountain 20 meters away.
There's something there
This sentence came to mind for no reason.
Luo Mei frowned, hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the garbage mountain.
As the distance drew closer, the subtle feeling became more and more intense, like an arrow guiding his direction.
Following the more and more clear feeling, Luo Qiang endured the psychological discomfort, got into the garbage mountain, and turned it up with a clear purpose.
About ten minutes later, the fingertip accidentally touched a hard object, and white smoke reappeared in consciousness.
"What's this?" Luo was slightly surprised.