Finding Treasures in a Garbage Dump

Upon hearing from the white dog that the poison sausage was the work of the landfill workers, Zhang Zian could more or less guess what he would follow up with next. Thus, when he heard that the white dog wanted to lead the stray dogs out of the landfill, he was not all that surprised.

However, with so many dogs, where could they move to? Where would they find enough food besides the landfills?

In addition, there was another important reason why the white dog wanted to move out of the landfill. Summer was coming. The sour, smelly landfill would become even more pungent, enough to make people faint. There were tons of mosquitoes, germs, and diseases. Many dogs had already fallen ill due to these issues.

"My preferred location, of course, is the coastal city," the white dog continued.

"Oh, dream on!" Vladimir shouted. "Binhai is a place for non-propertied cats. You dirty dogs, don't you even dare to sully the place!"