1290: C1290 I Want My Face

C1290 I Want My Face

Teacher Shi subconsciously pulled up his pants due to the unguarded appearance of the box.

Marquis's group on the opposite side also looked at the box at the same time. They didn't understand what had happened.

Afterwards, Teacher Shi naturally picked up the box. Without a doubt, it was Pocket God who brought it over.

As for what was inside the box, Shi Dali didn't know, but it was magical … He saw a familiar symbol.

Vegeta Company?

When this name appeared in Teacher Shi's mind, he was deeply moved.

After Su Hai, he really did not hear anything about this company. He originally thought that he wouldn't have any relationship with this company.

However, there was actually such a box.

"Sir, we... "What happens after we separate?"

On the other side, Marquis saw Shi Dali staring at the box and was at a loss. He then asked carefully.

After going through a lot of hardships, he finally managed to escape with his group of brothers. As the leader of Groups Of Violence, he had developed a dependency on Shi Dali.

After all, the reason why they were able to escape from Flying Pig was all due to Shi Dali!

This mysterious man had already occupied a very important position in the hearts of Marquis and the members of Groups Of Violence.

"What happens after we separate? Everyone, run for your future! "Just do what you used to do. Just don't bother me anymore."

Finally, he retracted his gaze from the box and spoke to Marquis.

Teacher Shi really did not want to cause any more trouble for himself, especially for Groups Of Violence and Marquis, they did not look like good people. He didn't seem to be a good person either.

But that had nothing to do with him!

"But sir, could you give me a phone number, I think. I have the chance to thank you for saving my life. "

Marquis was quite smart, even at a time like this, he still knew how to thank him.

"Don't thank me. If you want to thank me, then thank me for that belt. Let's call it a day. "

After saying that, he waved his hand and left.

Very quickly, he had already disappeared from the eyes of everyone in the Groups Of Violence.

"Boss, this man …" "How terrifying."

It was only after Shi Dali left that someone beside Markos spoke softly.

"Indeed, it is too frightening. This person should truly have come here by chance, and not because of that item."

At the same time, Marquis's eyes were still staring at the direction Shi Dali left in as he said in a low voice.

"Then what should we do next?"

Another person asked.

"Enter the city! "Gather our people as much as possible. We can't swallow this down just like that. Flying Pig, this bastard who didn't keep his promise, I will make him pay the price!"

Marquis clenched his teeth and waved his fist.

Speaking of Marquis, he was indeed not a good person. Otherwise, he wouldn't have such a notorious organization like Groups Of Violence.

Especially now that he had managed to escape with his life, he could no longer wait to begin his revenge!

"Also, tell all of us, as long as you see this mister today, you must do whatever you can to help him, to show our respect and sincerity, understand?"

Then, he suddenly thought of something and Marquis continued.

What happened today, he had already seen clearly. Shi Dali alone was definitely enough to kill all of them.

However, Marquis still said that because no one knew what would happen in the future. If there really was a chance to pull Shi Dali and Groups Of Violence closer together, then Marquis definitely wouldn't want to miss it.

Just like this, following his arrangements, the entire Groups Of Violence began to move quickly. In just a few minutes, they similarly left the forest.

… ….

As for Shi Dali, after finding a random direction to head towards and coming out of the forest, he continued to wait by the roadside for a ride.

In America, there is still that problem. If you were in Capital City, with just a wave of your hand, a friendly Chinese would have sent you on your way.

However, Shi Dali had to wait for an hour for a truck to arrive at this place.

After all, the driver agreed to take him on a trip, but it would probably take him three hours to reach Moss University.

Teacher Shi had no other choice but to accept.

Just like that, Shi Dali continued to follow the truck as it slowly swayed back and forth. He started his first American trip in his life.

Perhaps my luck was pretty good, and the time I finally arrived at the Moss University was a little earlier than I expected.

After paying the truck driver and seeing the words Moss University on the sign in front of him, Teacher Shi's mood suddenly became agitated.

This excitement was not because he was deep in love with the Moss University, but because he knew that he was much closer to Principal Chen.

Perhaps at the next intersection, he might run into Chen Shuke.

That complicated feeling in his heart couldn't simply be described with words.

"Let's contact Zhou Sichen first!"

Shi Dali muttered to himself. Then, he put the box aside and prepared to take out his phone.

Although he was curious about what was inside the Vegeta Company box, he didn't have a proper chance to open it, so Shi Dali naturally kept it.

However, accidents always come very fast. Teacher Shi put his hand in his pocket but didn't find the familiar phone.

Another task card!

Shi Dali felt a bit helpless when he saw the item before him when he took it out again.

Why did the mission card suddenly come so frequently?

I only got one this morning, and now it's here again?

However, what was about to happen had already come. Nothing could change that much, so Shi Dali gently shook his head and opened up the mission card.

To be honest, he really wanted to know what kind of perverted request this Uncle Pouch had.

In the end, after he opened the card and read the contents on it, Teacher Shi nearly fell to the ground.

Had he not seen a ghost while he was still alive?1

Half an hour later, the golden-haired old man's belt was in Moss University No.9's restroom!

Oh god... What kind of script was this?

All along, Shi Dali had understood that the hobby of being a pocket owner was indeed a little strange.

But there was no need to keep staring at the old man's belt, right?

Can't you have some sense of shame?

Besides, even if you are shameless, but … I don't want face!

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