Meteor Street, an abandoned place, a place that cannot be found in maps produced by any official agency.

"Xisso, are you sure this road leads to Meteor Street?" In a desolate desert, Anthony glanced at the map in his hand, then turned to ask the Xilift that led the way.

"Of course, boss," Xisuo is Xisuo. Even in a desert with a large temperature difference between day and night, he still had the cool dress. He played with the playing card in his hand and responded according to the direction of the instrument in his hand: "I have been to this place more than once, I am quite familiar with it and will never lead the wrong way."

"Oh?" Anthony raised his eyebrows. He had been here more than once. It seemed that there were some stories that had to be told between Xisuo and Meteor Street. Anthony really didn't expect that the famous Meteor Street was not far from Youkexin City, and it took only one day to reach the perimeter by plane. As for entering, in order to avoid searching, he could only walk.

As the sun sets, the strange machine in the marching Sisso's hand suddenly emits a series of rapid alarms. Sisso couldn't help but smile, turned her head to Anthony and said, "Radiation Alert, Boss, it seems that we have reached the periphery of Meteor Street."

"Is it radiation?" Anthony said with a serious face. As early as when he learned from Xisuo that he knew the location of Meteor Street, Anthony learned some information about Meteor Street from him.

Since it had become a place for waste storage as early as 1,500 years ago, there are a large amount of unimaginable garbage gathered here. Among these garbage, there are many high-pollution, high radiation, unrecyclable and difficult to reuse by surrounding countries.

Therefore, after years of accumulation, radiation exceeding the standard can be detected even far away from Meteor Street. This is also one of the signs entering the range of Meteor Street.

"Boss, Gin, I'll remind you again. When you officially enter the periphery of Meteor Street, you either wear protective clothing or keep your whole body in a 'entangled' state," Xisuo explained seriously: "You know, the pollution and radiation caused by the garbage accumulated over 1,500 years of Meteor Street outside is not a joke!"

Anthony went straight into a state of entanglement and said to Xisuo lightly: "Don't worry, Xisuo, no one will cherish his life more than me."

The scorching sun was hanging high, and it was the morning of the next day. Under the leadership of Xisuo, Anthony and others crossed several posts stationed outside Meteor Street, and avoided three teams of patrolmen wearing protective suits and guns. Finally, they officially entered the periphery of Meteor Street when the moon was in the middle of the sky.

What a pungent smell! Anthony covered his face and nose. In fact, when he was far away from here, Anthony felt that the smell in this direction was a bit pungent. Unexpectedly, after entering this area, the smell became even worse! It simply broke through Anthony's imagination of the unpleasant smell.

No wonder those Meteor Street residents who entered the garbage area to pick up scatters must wear protective clothing, throw radiation pollution and other things aside first. If you don’t wear protective clothing to filter the respiratory system, you may be able to choke them to death.

Rumble, a row of heavy trucks drove along the road like Meteor Street far away from Anthony's newcomer. Maybe seeing that the distance was almost the same, the dozens of trucks stopped and began to dump garbage inside.

"Wow~" A baby's cry came out from the garbage dumped by one of the heavy trucks, causing Anthony to pause.

Anthony stood there for a moment and found that the row of heavy trucks had not heard or that the people on it were all heartfelt. In short, they ignored the baby's cry and dumped the garbage on the truck, and left without looking back.

"Let's go and have a look. To be honest, I'm really curious about what the other convoy lost to the world's largest garbage dump.

As we got closer, the discarded things gradually came into Anthony's eyes. Trash, waste, corpses, and a baby put in a basket. Everything can really be thrown here!

Anthony raised his hand and waved back the volley of vultures that were hovering down, and lifted the basket containing the baby alone. Looking at the white and fat baby inside, he fell into memories for a moment.

"Boss," Gin saw that Anthony's expression seemed a little wrong, so she came over and called Anthony softly.

"I'm fine," Anthony said lightly, looking at the baby in front of him again. Anthony suddenly asked Gin, "Gin, why did you say that the child's parents discard him?"

"This..." Qin Jiu's mouth twitched. If he asked this question, he was not his boss, and he would be cursing. He didn't give birth to this child, so how could he know why his parents threw it away?

But at the same time, he thought about his boss' expression just now and seemed to have guessed something, so he thought for a moment and said, "Maybe there is a last resort. After all, there is no parent in the world who doesn't love his children."

"Doubt? Maybe," Anthony held down his arms tightly, then slowly let go, handed the baby in his hand and the basket to the vodka beside him, and then ordered: "There is a lot of radiation here, put a layer of protective clothing on him."

"Boss... do we want..." Gin said hesitantly.

"Take him with you. Meeting is fate. Children need a family."

"clear."

Another day later, Anthony and his group finally officially entered the inner floor of Meteor Street, and the veil of Meteor Street was officially unveiled to Anthony and others.

"No wonder this place was designated as a garbage dumping place more than 1,500 years ago. It turned out that this place was a natural closed large fault basin. As long as the garbage was dumped here, it would not affect other surrounding areas at all. In addition, it was a desert area, with geological drought and no output at all. No wonder the surrounding countries did not ask it to be included in the territory, but instead became a garbage dumping place." Anthony looked out from a high place.

On the other side, in the east of Meteor Street, a convoy slowly drove in and drove outside a luxurious manor. The car doors of the convoy opened one after another. A group of men in black clothes in black suits came down from above. They showed a certificate to the guards at the door. After the other party verified it, they directly let them enter.

"Elder Parkland, hello, I am Lando, the person in charge of recruiting the gang alliance this time." A man with a scar on his eyes and a tough face in a black suit stepped forward and greeted him.

"Oh, it's time again. Have we brought what we want?" Elder Parkland, who was old and long-haired and draped with a crutch, said expressionlessly.

"It's already brought it," Lando nodded.

"Is that so? Then go, you should know the rules," Elder Parkland waved the crutches in his hand and signaled.

"I understand," Lando nodded and was about to leave immediately.

At this moment, Pikranti said again: "By the way, it seems that someone has come to beat the Dike family."

"Do you beat the Dike family?"
Chapter completed!