He lives on another planet and is majoring in Earth Science.

Chapter 454 Li Ji is mistaken for an enemy.

The gang members looked at each other, their speech rhythmic, like rap.

"What's the Milky Way? That sounds familiar, man~"

"Maybe it's one of those girls you've been with."

The chubby, dark-skinned leader glared fiercely at the thin, elongated figure, his hands tucked into his bulging crotch.

"What are you doing here?"

The slender figure looked innocent: "I just came to take a look."

"have a look?"

The three men were on high alert and immediately pulled out pistols from their crotches.

Benny quickly pulled the long strip back and explained, "Peace yo~ He's a newbie and doesn't know any better. We didn't cross the line."

He pointed to the crooked white line on the ground.

After saying that, he turned and left, pulling the long, thin strip along with him.

"What just happened?"

"You almost lost your life, do you know that?"

"I know."

Bonnie, looking confused, said, "You're so damn honest."

"Thank you for the compliment."

“Nobody’s praising you!” Bonnie glanced back at the three men behind her, who had their hands in their crotches and were staring at her menacingly.

“You don’t understand any street etiquette. I’m wearing red, which is the signature color of our Blood Gang. The ones wearing blue are the Crippled Gang, and we have a very bad relationship with them. That area is their territory. Although our two gangs have temporarily ceased hostilities, according to street etiquette, if someone rashly enters the other’s territory, they can open fire immediately. You almost stepped on their territory just now.”

The thin strip repeatedly confirmed: "The blue ones are the Crippled Gang? We're the red Blood Gang. We'll fight whenever we meet."

"Yes."

The slender man remained silent, and began to fantasize about the street conflict that had never occurred.

The brave and fearless Benny pulled a pistol from his crotch and shot three ugly, lame gangsters to the ground with a "biabiabia" sound. He stood proudly in the pool of blood, and the gangsters rushed out from every corner of the block like cockroaches.

Undeterred, Bonnie drove the pesticide sprayer and sprayed pesticides with abandon in the rice paddy covered with pig heads, which grunted happily.

Bonnie slapped herself hard.

"My mind is a complete mess! What am I even thinking about? I must have taken too many pills this morning."

The pig's grunts continued to echo in my ears.

"Stop squealing like a pig!"

The slender strip offered a sincere apology: "I'm sorry."

What are you embarrassed about?

The long, thin strand of thought was broadcast without any concealment: "Because what you just saw was all transmitted to you by my brainwaves. Oh no, I actually revealed my secret of being an alien! I really want to go back to my home planet and see the long-lost pig-head rice paddies. Oh no! Now he knows I'm an alien."

"Snapped--"

Bonnie slapped the thin strip, and his mind went blank.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you on drugs too? Let me tell you, don't mess with those lame gangsters in blue shirts on the street. Although the two gangs have reached a reconciliation in many places, every street has its own war. Here, it's still a case of only one of them can survive."

"Are you trying to say it's a life-or-death struggle?"

"What kind of slang is that?"

"School."

"It's too far away from me."

Bonnie squatted by the roadside and lit a cigarette: "When are your homies coming?" The slender man glanced at the communicator: "Soon, they've already arrived in the solar system."

"Which neighborhood is the Solar System in? Are there many supermarkets there?"

"That's quite a lot."

Bonnie slapped her thigh excitedly: "That's great! Then we'll go to the solar system and pull off our first heist!"

The slender strip felt that this statement was indeed logically correct.

From a distance, they saw four men walking side by side: three adults and one child.

They were all dressed like street thugs, but two of them were wearing red and two of them were wearing blue.

Bonnie frowned alertly and wiped her forehead with one hand.

Before long, a large group of gang members in red clothes emerged from every corner of the street.

Delulu's eyes widened with excitement: "I see a long, thin strip, meow!"

Li Ji saw a guy in a trench coat and a huge Mexican hat in the distance, with a kid in a red shirt standing next to him, looking very arrogant.

Moreover, there were many thugs dressed in red on the surrounding streets.

Other passersby quickened their pace to avoid the area as quickly as possible.

Shark said excitedly, "It's rare to see someone as reliable as Slim. He has already infiltrated the gang and gathered so many underlings to welcome us."

Milia tugged at Li Ji's sleeve, her brows furrowed in nervousness.

"I felt they were acting strangely. If they were welcoming us, why didn't they come up to greet us? Why were they just standing there so aggressively?"

Dailulu laughed and said, "This is a tidbit, meow. One of the most important tenets of these low-level criminal organizations on Earth is—'Handsome meow.' They can lose money, they can go to jail, but they must be handsome meow."

Milia looked at Nig on the roadside. His face and body were covered in tattoos. He stared at her with a smug look on his face, his hands in his crotch, and his pants were so low that three-quarters of his floral underwear was showing.

"He's not handsome either?"

"They have their own aesthetic standards for what they consider handsome, meow."

Lee Ki also found it a bit strange: "Why are they all wearing the same color clothes? Do gangs have dress codes?"

Delulu laughed and said, "You don't understand, meow. This is called the theme color, and today it must be red, meow. The two of us match perfectly, but Shark and Milia are a bit out of place, meow."

Just as they were walking forward, a strong brainwave struck them.

"The ones in red are the Blood Gang, the ones in blue are the Crippled Gang. The two gangs fight whenever they meet. You're finished!"

Li Ji suddenly realized that he seemed to have heard of these two gangs before. He only remembered that they were the two largest Black gangs in the United States, and that they were quite hostile towards each other in New York. But he didn't expect them to have official colors!

The same brainwaves also entered the heads of the gang members along the street.

It's like a reinforced ideological imprint, awakening the hatred and passion in everyone's heart.

Who hasn't lost a few brothers to the cripples? These people dare to swagger into our community; it's blatant provocation!
A dozen or so young black men surrounded them instantly, pulling out pistols from their crotches and pointing them at them.

Delulu pinched her nose: "Is this a biological weapon from Earth, meow?"

A large, fat, dark-skinned man squeezed out of the crowd. His double chin was piled up on his neck, and a thick gold chain, as thick as a thumb, hung around his neck, jingling and clanging.

His black dreadlocks were down, and he wiped his gold front teeth, the gold ring on his hand gleaming along with the gold teeth.

His large belly bulged out of his red t-shirt like a ball.

"This is Fatty's territory, do you want to fight? Man~"

Such a robust man, yet when he opened his mouth, his voice was as thin as an electric mosquito's buzz.

"Pfft~" Dailulu couldn't help but burst out laughing on the spot.

(End of this chapter)