Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Two homeless children trotted through the city, not only Yevgeny, but also other homeless children one after another stopped working. Some had a good harvest today, while others had nothing.

Orphans like them are like special species living in the land of Lucia. The time of their appearance is uncertain, and the place of rest cannot be determined. Just like mice running in the gutter, they can always find a place to live in the huge city. The adaptability that has evolved over millions of years is vividly displayed in them.

Inside and outside the train station, there are also many orphan workers who have finished their work splendidly. They walk around like moving scars.

The soldier on duty stood on the duty post with a serious face, holding the barrel of the gun with one hand and the **** of the gun on the ground.

A homeless child ran fast with a rope holding a hydrogen balloon in his hand, followed by a few playmates behind him, dancing like gray butterflies.

The balloons were brand new, in the shape of animals, and they were probably picked up from somewhere under the roof, otherwise these kids wouldn't have money in their pockets to buy such useless balloons.

The soldier on duty just watched indifferently. He could see many homeless children running in front of him every day. Some of them were familiar faces that appeared every day, but some familiar faces might never appear again after a certain day. , and from the perspective of Lucia's sluggish adoption rate and government efficiency, most of them are not sheltered.

Even in the Tsarist period, the gendarmerie probably wouldn't have attacked a few homeless children.

The tall and thin Yevgeny walked quickly with the accordion in his arms, while the little Valentin stepped on the high road with a childlike innocence.

"It's Igor and the others." Valentin said, looking at a few homeless children not far away, and he took a few steps back cowardly.

Igor is also a vagabond, but he is burly and powerful. At the age of eleven or twelve, he is more than 1.7 meters tall, and he does not know how to obtain sufficient nutrition in an environment where there is insufficient food. He is very strong. Followed by a few homeless children.

Relying on such a figure, the status of the homeless children is like a bully, bullying or charging protection fees at every turn, and the gloomy world of children is also full of the shadow of the adult society.

"Give me the balloon." Igor stood in front of the child holding the balloon, relying on his height.

"Do not."

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to hand over the loot in his hand, Igor didn't say much. After saying that Suka was not listed, he kicked his foot: "Suka is not listed."

The two sides scuffled together, and with Igor, the titan, the battle situation immediately turned one-sided.

These vagabonds fought with ruthless hands, pulling their hair and hitting the railings and telephone poles. Not long after, the children bleed and cried loudly on their foreheads.

People passing by looked at the chaotic street corners with astonishment, especially those 'applicants' who came to the City of Thousand Tops for the first time from other places. They didn't expect such a scene when they first arrived in the capital. The imaginary city of a thousand peaks is not the same.

The sentinel on duty still stood motionless with a gun. The manual didn't say that he should take action in this situation, and after seeing it a lot, it wouldn't be surprising.

"Stop you bastards."

However, a well-known middle-aged woman walked out of the crowd. Judging from her strong and sturdy figure, she might be able to walk with logs directly on her shoulders.

The sturdy woman swayed her big arms and pushed the fighting children away. Even Igor stopped immediately. He really might not be able to beat this sturdy woman.

And even if we win the fight, if the other party fights and pesters me to call the police, it will be troublesome. The other party is a citizen with an identity certificate, and if he appears in front of the police with a homeless child like himself, he will definitely not get any benefits, and maybe he will be arrested by the police. Take a beating.

Besides, Igor and others had already grabbed the balloon.

"poor child."

The beaten vagabonds didn't thank the woman either. They covered their scars and looked around vigilantly before limping away. Only when begging do they need the kindness of others.

Lucia has a complete black industry chain for homeless children, and the homeless children who are not smart have long been swept away by this industry chain.

Those who can grow up safely are the lucky ones with smart minds, but even so, most of the lucky ones have gone astray.

Petty theft is normal, and those who really go astray may be dragged away early and sentenced to life imprisonment.

"Let's go too." Yevgeny shrugged on his shoes that didn't fit well.

Little Valentin knew both sides of the battle: "Well, the one who was beaten was Peter. It was too unfortunate. Igor can give it to him if he wants."

The wanderers and the crowd gradually dispersed, and everyone had their own business. Such trivial matters were not worth wasting too much time, especially the sentinel. His eyes never stayed on the wanderers for too long.

As a city that has achieved the Jedi counterattack twice by relying on temperature, the winter in the city of a thousand tops is sometimes frighteningly cold, so it is a matter of course that there is a huge heating network, which ensures the safety of everyone in the city in winter, and is also the best for the homeless. Habitat.

Most of the heating pipes are buried underground, and they are sealed. Only a small part of the pipes have ample space around them, and most of them are semi-underground structures.

The pipes in the inner wall of the cement are criss-crossed, like thick blood vessels around the heart, parallel or crossing each other, thumping and flowing, emitting heat.

Such a space would feel cramped if a slightly taller adult walked in, but it was just right for the homeless.

In the long night, they crowded around the pipes like quails, and the collected clothes and bedding were laid on the ground. When they walked in, they would smell the rotten smell, just like walking into the humid summer forest area after the rain. It's like a cemetery with no one in the middle of the night.

And a group of vagabonds are like little ghosts. They hang a flashlight on the pipe, and the light shines on the wall to make this confined space bright~www.readwn.com~Evgeny and Xiao Valentin walked into the pipe It's as warm as summer here.

Most homeless children who can live in one place are good friends. Fortunately, there are many semi-underground pipes like this in the city of a thousand tops, so there will be no war in the gutter because of the struggle for living space, but even so, there are still many people who will. down in winter.

Before entering the depths of the pipeline, you could hear crying and roaring from inside.

"I'm going to kill Igor, I'm going to kill Igor!"

"It's Peter." Little Valentin heard who was growling. "Didn't he go to the clinic to take a look?"

"..." Yevgeny couldn't stand this inexperienced friend around him. "You'll know after more experience. We don't have the money to go to the injured."

"But it's just such a small injury, it doesn't cost much."

"But we won't be hurt just once."