Chapter 253: Chapter 250: Not Allowed to Take

"Stop the car, let me piss. This bottle is full!" The man in the passenger seat raised the bottle in his hand high and leaned toward Blondie who was driving the truck.

The fermented smell almost made Blondie vomit. He showed disdain and tried to lean his head toward the window.

He cursed, "Can’t you fucking stop disgusting me?"

The man brought the bottle back, capped it, and said with a smile, "This is a treasure, a treasure everyone in the back is waiting for every day."

Upon hearing this, Blondie couldn’t help but shake his head but still stopped the car and said, "Blackie, hurry up, we’re on a schedule."

The man being called Blackie collected the bottles filled at his feet, moving leisurely and said slowly, "Schedule my ass. We do all the tiring work, and those people enjoy themselves every day."

"Ah, come on, Blackie. It’s a special time now. We need to deliver this batch quickly, or neither of us will get paid."

After getting out of the car, Blackie carried five or six bottles towards the back of the truck, but one of them was an unopened bottle of mineral water.

When he reached the back door of the truck, Blondie came over with the keys and then unlocked the big lock, creating a small gap in the door.

A hand stretched out from the gap. It looked pale and somewhat weak in the sunlight. After grasping the bottle Blackie handed over, it withdrew.

Blackie laughed merrily, then went to the roadside to relax.

His purplish lips hummed a cheerful tune while gazing out at the endless sand, only to notice an unusual color appeared not far away in the desert.

A lump of white stuff, unknown what it was.

If it were green, he might suspect it was a tree or a cactus, but a white thing was either blown in by the wind or fell from the sky.

But the more he looked, the more it felt wrong, seeming like a human figure.

"Hey! Blondie, come over!" He raised his hand to call out.

Blondie was collecting empty bottles at the time, and after the hand inside the truck passed out all the empty bottles, he locked the door.

Blondie walked impatiently

Blackie tapped his shoulder and pointed ahead, "What do you see

of white. He raised his hand to shield his eyes from

but couldn’t make out

his head, "What? Can’t see clearly. Is it trash

that’s a person," Blackie

how could it be a person? That thing clearly fell from the sky; we’re deep in the desert

a person, falling from the sky, it must be a god or

Blackie shook his body, then tidied his clothes, extremely impatiently said, "Let’s get

car, just about to start

to see the screen flashing the name Brother Zhang. His face immediately broke into a smile, cleared his

"Hello, Brother Zhang,"

very respectful, even Blackie stopped moving upon hearing this, leaned closer to Blondie’s ear, and became like a wooden statue,

at him, Blondie switched the phone to the other hand, listening

and Blondie put the phone down, his

blind bear sniffing a beehive,

head off and threw it onto the steering wheel, turned his head in

at his bare head, ready to

put it on, then pulled it off, cursing while

silent. A few minutes later, Blackie turned to look at the remaining bottles

so he said, "What should

buzzing around!

"..."

white thing was, so he said, "Anyway, there’s nothing to do.

It’s just garbage. You have to go

garbage, I’ll call you grandpa three times! My money, I’ll

go." Blondie agreed immediately,

just like that, very curious and

thought this time would be

the white lump, getting closer and

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