Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

Meteor Street, an abandoned place, a place that cannot be found on any map produced by any official organization.

"Hisoka, 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 Sisuo who was leading the way.

"Of course, boss," Hisoka is just Hisoka. Even in the desert with such a big temperature difference between day and night, he still looks cool as before. I saw him playing with the playing card in his hand while judging the direction based on the instrument in his hand and responded: "I have been to this place more than once. I am quite familiar with it. I will never lead you the wrong way."

"Oh" Anthony raised his eyebrows. He had been here more than once. It seems that there may be some stories between Hisoka and Meteor Street that have to be told. Speaking of which, Anthony really didn't expect that the famous Meteor Street was actually not far from Youkesin City, and it took only one day to reach the outskirts by aircraft. As for entering, in order to avoid being searched, we can only walk.

As the sun set, the strange machine in Hisoka's hand suddenly emitted a series of rapid alarm sounds. Hisoka couldn't help but smile, turned to Anthony and said: "Radiation alarm, boss, it seems we have reached the meteor." It’s on the outskirts of the street.”

"Is it radiation?" Anthony said with a serious face. When he learned from Sisuo that he knew the location of Meteor Street, Anthony also learned some information about Meteor Street from him.

Since this place became a dumping ground for waste as early as 1500 years ago, an unimaginable amount of garbage has gathered here. Among these garbage, there are many highly polluted, highly radioactive, non-recyclable and difficult-to-reuse materials discarded by surrounding countries.

Therefore, due to accumulation over time, excessive radiation can be detected even far away from Meteor Street. And this is also one of the signs of entering Meteor Street.

"Boss, Gin, let me remind you again, when you officially enter the outer perimeter of Meteor Street later, you must either put on protective clothing, or keep your whole body covered," Hisoka explained with a serious face: "You know , the pollution and radiation caused by more than 1500 years of accumulated garbage outside these Meteor Streets are no joke.”

Anthony entered the entanglement state directly and said calmly to Sisuo: "Don't worry Sisuo, no one will cherish your life more than me."

The scorching sun was high, and it was already the morning of the next day. Under the leadership of Hisoka, Anthony and others passed several sentries stationed outside Meteor Street one after another, and at the same time avoided three teams of patrols wearing protective clothing and holding guns. Finally, when the moon was at its zenith, we officially entered the periphery of Meteor Street.

The smell was so pungent that Anthony covered his face and nose. In fact, Anthony felt that the smell in this direction was a bit pungent even when he was far away from here. Unexpectedly, after entering this area, the smell was even worse, surpassing Anthony's imagination of unpleasant smells.

It’s no wonder that the residents of Meteor Street who enter the garbage area to scavenge must wear protective clothing. Radiation contamination and other things are thrown aside first. The pungent smell alone would probably choke if they don’t wear protective clothing to filter their respiratory systems. Kill them.

With a rumble, a row of heavy trucks drove along the road like a meteor street far away from Anthony's newcomers. Perhaps seeing that the distance was almost there, these dozens of trucks stopped and started dumping garbage inside.

"Wow~" A baby's cry came from the garbage dumped by one of the heavy trucks. Anthony couldn't help but pause.

Anthony stood there for a moment and realized that the row of heavy-duty trucks didn't know whether they didn't hear it or the people on them were all hard-hearted. In short, they ignored the baby's cry, dumped the garbage in the car, and left without looking back.

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

Gradually, those discarded things gradually came into Anthony's eyes. Garbage, trash, corpses, and a baby in a basket. You can really throw anything here.

Anthony raised his hand to wave away the buzzards that were circling and swooping down, and he lifted up the basket containing the baby. Looking at the fat, white, and crying baby inside, I fell into memories for a while.

"Boss," Gin saw that something seemed wrong in Anthony's expression, so he came over and called Anthony softly.

"I'm fine," Anthony said lightly. He glanced at the baby in front of him again. Anthony suddenly asked Gin: "Gin, why do you think the parents of this child abandoned him?"

"This" Ginjiu's mouth twitched. If he wasn't his boss for asking this question, he would be ready to curse. This child was not born to him. How could he know why the child's parents threw it away?

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

"Perhaps it's because of the difficulty," Anthony's hanging arm clenched tightly, then slowly released it, handed the baby in his hand and the basket to the vodka next to him, and then ordered: "There is a lot of radiation here, put a mask on him." layer of protective clothing.”

"Boss, do we want it?" Gin said hesitantly.

"Take him with you. We are destined to meet each other. The child needs a home."

"clear."

Another day passed, and Anthony and his party finally officially entered the inner level 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 disposal site more than 1500 years ago. It turns out that this is a natural closed large-scale rift basin. As long as the garbage is dumped here, it will not affect other surrounding areas at all. In addition, it is a desert itself. The area is geologically arid and has no output at all. It’s no wonder that the surrounding countries don’t include it in their national territory and instead turn it into a garbage dumping site.” Anthony looked at it from a height.

On the other side, in the East District of Meteor Street, a row of motorcades slowly drove in and drove outside a luxurious manor. The doors of the motorcade opened one after another, and a group of burly men in black suits got off. He showed a certificate to the guard at the door. After the other party verified that it was correct, he directly let them in.

"Hello, Elder Paiklandi, I am Lando, the person in charge of recruitment for the gang alliance." A man with a scar on his eye, a resolute face and a black suit came forward to greet him.

"Oh, it's the day again. Have you brought what we want?" Elder Packland, who looked old and had long hair shawl and was leaning on a walking stick, said expressionlessly.

"Already brought it," Lando nodded.

"Really, then go ahead, you should know the rules," Elder Paikelandi waved the crutch in his hand and signaled.

"Understood," Lando nodded and left immediately.

At this moment, Emperor Packland said again: "By the way, it seems that someone from the Hakka family is here to beat the enemy."

"Do you want to beat up the enemy's Hakka family?"