✓Interstellar Plant Recovery Anchor

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Chapter 63

◇ Protesters visit their homes on a daily basis ◇

Mo returns to the shore: "What does it mean to visit your home every day?" "In short, people in the protesters' trade union confederation will come to visit him in two days, and as for the way to visit... The

resources of the 11th district, which will come to visit his garden, are the most 'rich' compared to other districts, there is the largest wholesale market, and most of the merchants from the 12th to 18th districts buy their goods in the

11th district.

No matter how many times the old merchants come to lament the prosperity of the eleventh district, it is clear that the district below the tenth district at the same time, but it is a completely different place. Private cars can be seen everywhere on the road, and special metals make the cars shine with a magnificent color that can be called understated and cool, and the whole neighborhood is lit up.

All kinds of people walked on the road, walked into major shops and shopping malls, and all came empty, and returned with a full load. The group did not attract attention here, as most of them were in the same installation formation as them.

Tough porters and shrewd merchants in the 16th arrondissement, you can occasionally see law enforcement vehicles patrolling the streets here, deterring the young, and good law and order can ensure personal safety in the 11th arrondissement.

He didn't know where else he was, but the local government of District 11 must have rich oil in its pocket.

The old merchant stood in front of a brand new coin spitting machine that had not stained a trace of dust and sighed, he touched the bright shell of the coin spitting machine as if he was stroking the tons of star coins inside through the luxurious body, and his eyes were excited.

When can he have such a coin spitting machine next to his store, which can be loaded with tons of star coins.

The old merchant stood in front of the coin spitting machine for a long time before leaving, but when he was about to leave, he was slammed by a person who rushed over.

The porters guarding both sides immediately stopped the work they were carrying, and all looked at the people who were knocked down on the ground with murderous eyes.

The old merchant patted the soil on his body, and he was about to angrily curse something on the ground that did not have long eyes.

But after seeing that the man glanced into his pocket, he was in full view of everyone, and he got up and ran, fast and like a loach, and the crowd was large, but after a while, he could not see the figure of the man.

Obviously, the other party is very familiar with this place, and it should be someone from the eleventh district.

"Obscure!"

Suddenly, the old merchant touched a hard thing where he patted his pocket, and the old merchant thought of the man's eyes that deliberately looked into his pocket before leaving, and then touched the hard thing that looked like a square miniature ammunition, and his hand shook.

It won't be because he scolded the other party, the other party will blow him up into mud in broad daylight, which is also too petty.

The old merchant called the porter over with a white face, and the law enforcers patrolling over there also seemed to have noticed the situation on this side and were about to come over.

"Come and see what's in my pocket?"

The porter did not hesitate to come over, opened his pocket and saw a small square that looked like a small square with words printed on it, and then took out the things under the orders of the old merchant.