[Get a normal blind box, do you want to open it? ]

[Open successfully, get: one cubic meter of basic storage space (can be stacked). ]

Portable storage space? That's not bad.

Under Molek's perception, as long as you have a thought, you can "see" an illusory storage space.

You can put in and take out various items according to your thoughts.

"This is good. After opening the blind box, you can put the things directly into this storage space."

"And this time, one cubic meter was opened, which can be stacked. Maybe more space can be added by opening blind boxes in the future."

"There are blind boxes around Light Nosra. There is no reason why his daughter, Nion, who is a more critical figure, will not appear around him!"

As a character who appears in the plot and promotes the development of the plot, Light Nosra naturally has blind boxes around him.

Unfortunately, it is of ordinary level, that's all.

Beside the more critical Nion, Molek is looking forward to getting a higher level blind box!

"If I'm right, the blind box will not appear only once."

"As the plot develops, when the character's importance and proportion in a certain chapter of the plot become greater, it will appear next to the character again, and the level will become higher accordingly..."

In this case, the Nosra family really has to go there~

These thoughts flashed quickly in Molek's mind, and at this time, Wright Nosra in front of him also said all those superficial clichés again.

"That's the case now. Our Nosla family is definitely the most promising mafia family."

He pursed his lips, which were dry from talking, and finally concluded: "In short, it is absolutely a correct and wise choice for you to join in."

Just as he finished speaking, Molek had not yet given a reply.

"Hahahahaha, Wright, you are really daring to say that!!"

A harsh mocking voice rang out beside him.

"Nosla family, when can a guy like you establish a family?"

The ridicule and mockery in the words can be heard by everyone.

"Ken Porter!!"

Wright Nosla's face suddenly darkened.

Hearing the familiar accent, he knew which bastard said it without looking.

"You rubbish are here too?!"

Wright Nosra looked particularly unhappy as he looked at the two people who were walking towards him.

"Why, the fruit flies in your toilet can come out to look for food, so it's reasonable for me to follow them with a fly swatter, right?"

Kenport, who was walking in front, was thin, had a hooked nose, and sunken cheeks, but he didn't smile.=|

"If a wretch like you can come out to find trash, I can certainly come out to find a beast to assist me."

After Ken Porter finished speaking, the tall and strong man with huge muscular bulges on his body followed behind him and blew out a cloud of white air from his nostrils.

The beast in Ken Porter's mouth had dark skin and a shiny bald forehead, and he also cooperated by posing with his arms bent.

Looking at Molek, who looked particularly "small" compared to him, he showed obvious contempt in his eyes.

"Humph, maybe he is just a useless wretch."

Wright Nosra snorted coldly.

This guy named Ken Porter is a small leader-level figure under the Leeds family, just like him.

It can be said that he is on an equal footing with him, and because of this, the two parties who are in the same industry but are enemies dislike each other.

They are thinking about how to suppress the other party and step on the other party to get to the top, and they wish to completely crush the other party once they have the chance.

"Looks good but useless?"

Ken Porter's hooked nose trembled, and he said with a fake smile: "You are talking about yourself, right?"

"Just your ragtag family, and you still boast that you have potential..."

As he said, his eyes turned to Molek on the side, and he shook his head: "Sure enough, trash attracts trash."

"A trash family recruits trash people, you are really very appropriate and suitable, hahahaha!!"

"You guy..."

Wright Nosra's face suddenly became very ugly.

He wanted to curse back, but the fierce dark bald man behind Ken Porter stared at him, forcing him to hold back the words.

"Let's go, there's no point at all."

Seeing that Wright Nosla was still so cowardly and submissive, the other mafia families next to him looked at this side with their eyes fixed on the fun.

Enjoying this highlight moment that everyone was paying attention to, Ken Porter, who was in a very comfortable mood, turned around happily and waved to the dark man from Meteor Street who he had just recruited.

"Bullying trash will only dirty our hands."

With a smile full of victory, he was about to leave.

But at this moment.

"Boss, are you just going to let them go?"

A slightly bland voice sounded in the venue.

"Huh?!"

Ken Porter paused and turned around.

"What do you mean?"

Even Light Nosla, who looked very gloomy, turned his eyes and looked at Molek who was speaking.

"I mean..."

Molek pointed his finger at Ken Porter and asked calmly: "These two pieces of shit are disgusting.We're just going to let them leave like this?"

"Don't you want to clean it up?"

"Of course, if you're afraid of getting your hands dirty, boss..."

Molek spread his hands slightly and said with a smile: "You can also let me do it for you."

"After all, my current job seems to be to deal with such things, right?"

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