Chapter 1374 Meteor Street

Meteor Street, which sounds like a street name, is actually the collective name for all the streets in this area of ​​Tiandao Xing slum.

The reason why it is called Meteor Street is because many people living in this area have a short life like a meteor, and they will disappear if they say no.

The area of ​​Meteor Street is basically inhabited by the bottom layers of this planet.

Gangs, gangsters, thieves, red light districts, and dark underground businesses are the main theme of this area.

Knife Eleven thought about rectification before, but later found that these dark side things could not be completely eliminated. Even if you clean up this Meteor Street by yourself, in a few years, there will be another Meteor Street. Even if he hits him many times and the law is severely punished, at most, the Meteor Street will be broken into pieces and scattered into countless small Meteor Streets.

No matter how big the sun is, there are always places where the sun can’t reach.

Later, he also figured out that as long as the Meteor Street is within his control, there is no need to fight.

The bosses of Meteor Street are also smart people. Those who are aware of current affairs have grasped the idea of ​​​​Knife Eleven and take the initiative to make concessions. They never dare to do anything too outrageous on the bright side.

As a result, the ecology of Meteor Street has been preserved in this way.

After leaving Diaoxin Pavilion, Lin Huang appeared directly on Meteor Street with two sword servants.

The stench in the air made Lin Huang unable to help frown.

At a glance, there are at least twenty or thirty pieces of garbage thrown away on the narrow street.

Leftover lunch boxes, bloody toilet paper, used condoms, thick green phlegm stuck to the ground... Lin Huang even saw obvious urine stains on the walls in several places, and the height was obviously not left by canine animals of.

Seeing the tall knife 302, the men gathered by the roadside in twos and threes looked up and down on her recklessly. Some even didn't hide their bulging crotch, and deliberately stroked their crotch with their hands, smiling wretchedly at Knife 302.

Dao 302 was not annoyed when he saw this. After a faint smile, the long legs in high heels took a step forward.

In the next moment, the breath of the wind element's profound meaning quietly swayed.

In an instant, a gust of wind blew through the entire street, causing countless houses to crumble.

Fortunately, this gust of wind stopped after only three or five seconds.

After the wind stopped, the rubbish on the ground, including the overflowing trash can with sewage, and the men on the side of the road, all disappeared.

"Trash, it should be cleaned up." Dao 302 returned to Lin Huang's side indifferently.

Lin Huang naturally saw that Dao 302 did not kill people, she just used the wind attribute element Profound Truth to blow those men and garbage away.

He could clearly feel that after the gust of wind just now, even the air in this narrow street was much fresher.

Ignoring the hurriedly closed doors and windows on both sides of the road, Lin Huang continued to walk forward with the two of them.

Going around five or six streets, Lin Huang finally found the house where the boy named Wu Hao lived in the deepest part of an alley less than one meter wide.

This dark and damp alley has almost no sunlight 24 hours a day.

Wu Hao's house is the innermost cubicle, with an area of ​​about 10 square meters at most according to Lin Huang's visual estimation. A small window is wrapped in rusted bars that crisscross, but not a single piece of glass is intact.

The door of the room was open to the outside, and the door was rotten and broken. Near the height of the shin bone of a person's calf, there was a hole the size of a fist, as if it had been kicked out by someone.

But Lin Huang also noticed that the front of the house was clean, almost spotless, as if someone had cleaned it not long ago.

With a preliminary understanding of the child's situation, Lin Huang pondered for a moment, left the two sword servants in place, and walked to the door of the room alone.

In the open room, as expected by Lin Huang, there was only one bed and one table.

A teenager was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, holding a knife, quietly carving a piece of wood, and sawdust scattered on a newspaper on his desk.

Lin Huang recognized the prototype he had carved at a glance. It was a dragon beast. Although there were not enough details, he could vaguely judge that it was an ancient Yanlong.

Seeing that the young man was concentrating on carving, he didn't even notice his arrival. Lin Huang did not speak to disturb, he stood quietly outside the door, watching the process of the young man carving.

When it was almost noon, the young man finally sculpted the Taikoo Yanlong in his hand.

Seemingly feeling a little tired, he put down the wood carving in his hand, stretched out, and when he looked up, he saw Lin Huang at the door.

Seeing Lin Huang, the teenager was startled.

But he quickly calmed down, moved his fingers without a trace, and hid the carving knife in his right hand in the palm of his hand. At the same time, he asked Lin Huang cautiously, "Who are you looking for?"

Lin Huang naturally noticed this little movement of the young man. He smiled and took out the wood carving he just got from the Diaoxin Pavilion, "Is this three-legged golden crow your work?"

The boy's pupils shrank slightly, not because he saw his wood carving, but because he noticed that the wood carving in Lin Huang's hand appeared out of thin air.

"You are a cultivator, I'm just an ordinary person. If you have anything, just say it directly, don't make any detours." The boy quietly glanced in the direction of the window, and he had already started planning an escape route in his mind.

"Don't worry, I have no ill intentions. It's just that when I was visiting the Diaoxin Pavilion in the morning, I accidentally saw your work and thought it was very good, so I came to visit."

"Do you think I'll believe it? This sculpture with ugly lines and lots of details will think it's pretty good for a cultivator of yours?" The expression on the boy's face didn't know if he was questioning Lin Huang's aesthetics. Still questioning what he said.

"I didn't say that you carved well, what makes me feel good is the implication left on the sculpture." Lin Huang explained helplessly.

Wu Hao's vigilance was so strong, he didn't expect it. But if you think about the environment he lives in, you can understand it.

"I don't need to use that set of coaxing children." Wu Hao obviously didn't believe Lin Huang's statement, "The rules of Meteor Street do not allow practitioners to do anything to ordinary people who have not practiced, no matter what your reasons are. The purpose is to find me, you have already broken the rules. Once I have an accident, Master Dao Shishi will definitely send someone to investigate to the end!"

Although there is this rule in Meteor Street, people are dying every day in this area. Every year, there are at least hundreds of ordinary people who die due to various reasons. Knife Eleven has no spare time to pay attention to it.

"Well, it seems that you won't believe what I say." Lin Huang was speechless, "Then I'll find someone to tell you."

Wu Hao's muscles were tense, and he stared at Lin Huang vigilantly. Just when he thought that Lin Huang had an accomplice, Lin Huang dialed a number in front of him.

After the call was answered in seconds, a figure was projected in front of Wu Hao.

Seeing this figure, Wu Hao was stunned.

"Knife... Knife Eleven?!"

Meteor Street, taking this name is a tribute to the old thief of Fujian o(*￣3￣)o