pjbooks Chapter 222 The Blind Box Fairy and His New Friends
Chapter 222 The Blind Box Fairy and His New Friends
Chapter 222 The Blind Box Fairy and His New Friends
Bingo!
Upon hearing the correct answer, old William immediately ended the contest, pointing at Jack: "The winner is my old friend Jack, shall we give him a shout-out?"
There was a sparse commotion at the scene, and it was clear that everyone wasn't very happy, because this was a super reward question; if you answered correctly, you could open three blind boxes at once.
"Oh my god, driver! I forgot the driver was here!" Valentina realized this, but it was too late. Frustrated, she grabbed her hair and fell into a state of self-isolation.
"Hey, don't be so discouraged." Seeing this, Ma Jie felt a little ashamed and revealed his cheating method, then said, "So even if we answered this question together, the reward should be split equally. What do you think of this idea?"
"Really?" Hearing that she could take half of the reward, she immediately perked up again: "Hehe, it seems that Lady Luck hasn't abandoned me. She's just temporarily set her sights on another girl, but she still really likes me."
"Alright, alright, stop with your lesbian talk." MaJack said, walking straight towards the glass case, but Valentina stepped in front of him: "Let me do it, Jack, I'm on a winning streak right now."
"No, you have no choice. Step back."
He gave Valentina a dissuading look and took out three blind boxes one by one from the few remaining ones.
They don't look very big, the smallest is only the size of a palm. Since everyone assumes that the bigger the blind box, the more valuable it is, the ones that are left are all the best.
Upon opening the first blind box, inside was a jewelry box containing a ruby necklace that looked vibrant and sparkled brilliantly under the light.
Although it's not a collector's item, it would normally cost over $400 in a jewelry store, making it a mid-range luxury piece.
After all, this is just a store anniversary event. The so-called lucky blind boxes are just Old William's way of clearing out inventory. The prizes are all items that are hard to sell or have been pawned.
"Wow, it looks so beautiful." Valentina's eyes lit up when she saw the ruby necklace; what girl doesn't love jewelry?
Old William then raised his voice: "You two are in luck. This necklace was originally priced at $598, but after the discount it's $436. The same style is available online, making it the king of value for money."
"My God, that's so expensive?" Valentina exclaimed upon hearing the price. For the same amount of money, she could have bought a new camera.
Ma Jie didn't react much, slowly opening the second blind box, which turned out to be a multi-functional wilderness survival knife from the "Jungle King" series.
According to the seller, this thing, from the blade to the sheath, includes fishing line, hooks, sinkers, needles, thread, and a saw.
It has 24 functions including tweezers, slingshot, band-aid, pencil, water purifier, light reflector, flint, whetstone, screwdriver, etc.
It was designed from the outset to cope with extreme survival conditions without supplies and is also the standard configuration for field troops in many countries.
With this survival knife, I can easily capture footage in the wild without having to spend money to buy one myself, which is a win-win situation.
When the third, smallest blind box was opened, there was only a lone gold coin inside, with the number "777" engraved on it.
For Americans, 7 is just as important as 8 for Chinese people; both are recognized as lucky numbers. Three 7s are even more significant, usually representing the birth of a big prize.
"Wow, what incredible luck!"
Ma Jie's triple whammy made old William swear, and he then announced his so-called ultimate mystery prize: "Guys, it looks like tonight's champion has been decided! Whoever opens this gold coin will receive a cash prize of $777, a gift card of $777, and a surprise gift package worth $777!"
"Wow! You're amazing, Jack! I love you so much!"
Upon hearing this series of mysterious rewards, Valentina excitedly hugged him, jumping and skipping, completely immersed in the happiness enveloped by dopamine.
At this moment, a powerful melody begins, the very same "YMCA," the theme song that has swept the internet.
To the beat of a dynamic melody, the entire audience imitated Trump's signature dance moves, swaying their bodies slightly while casually waving their fists back, forth, left, and right.
That's just how North American players are; they'll break into a dance at the drop of a hat, and that's all they care about—having fun.
When he took Valentina back to school, Majab took it upon himself to give her cash and kept gift cards of equal value for himself.
As for the so-called surprise gift package, it was just a bunch of handicrafts and small ornaments, not worth that much money at all. It was better than nothing, and everyone picked out a few of their favorites.
In the end, only the multi-functional survival knife and the ruby necklace remained. Ma Jie naturally chose the survival knife, even though its actual value was far less than that of the ruby necklace.
"Help me put it on." The girl stretched out her swan-like neck, and her smile hadn't faded since she got on the bus. Who would have thought that on just a lucky day, she could reap so much cash and prizes?
After someone clumsily helped her put on the necklace, Valentina's face was already slightly flushed. Just then, Ma Jack touched it with his fingers, but instead of removing his hand, he pressed his entire palm against it, a mischievous smile playing on his lips: "Why is it so hot? Do you have a fever?"
"Get lost." Valentina pursed her lips, blushing like a little doe, and murmured with her head down, "I had so much fun with you today. When are you planning to ask me out next time?"
"I don't know, because I'll be very busy lately."
"What are you busy with?"
"Busy liking you."
"Ugh!" Hearing this cheesy pickup line, Valentina subconsciously looked up, their eyes met, and snapped shut.
By the time she realized what was happening, Ma Jie had already pulled her into his arms and they were passionately kissing.
The sky outside the window was dotted with stars, and there was a slight coolness in the air, but the temperature inside the carriage was incredibly hot, as if one were in a raging fire.
In the end, the two did not break the taboo. After saying goodnight to each other, they reluctantly parted ways.
"Family, I'm home!" Ma Jie called out enthusiastically upon returning home, only to be drowned out by the loud music.
An alcohol party is taking place in the living room. Everyone seems to be drunk, wiggling their hips to the beat, making a complete fool of themselves.
As soon as Ma Jie entered, Sandy pounced on him like a hungry tiger, clinging to him like a koala, her breath reeking of alcohol: "Sweetheart, where have you been? I missed you so much."
Seeing this, Fiona, fueled by alcohol, rushed over, only to be possessed by the two crazy women, leaving Ma Jiek awkwardly standing there like a human tree trunk.
But that wasn't all. Little Pudding jumped onto his back with a giggle, and finally, the adorable Heidi was picked up by Sandy and Fiona and hung around his neck.
Feeling the heavy weight on his body, Ma Jieke looked utterly hopeless. He mechanically moved to the sofa and pressed the pause button on the stereo.
"Are you planning to kill me this way? Well, let me tell you clearly, you're not going to succeed. I can stand here like this until tomorrow morning."
"Get down, get down." Seeing this, Max first pulled his daughter down, then grabbed Sandy and Fiona by the hair with one hand each: "Are you two sluts in heat? If you need anything, you can come to my room tonight, and I'll show you what real pleasure is."
Upon hearing the word "happiness," some beautiful images involuntarily flashed through Ma Jieke's mind.
If I remember correctly, Fiona is a straight woman, and Max and Sandy played a casual couple who are both bisexual.
In short, on the North American server, the boundaries of gender are becoming increasingly blurred, and people prefer to follow their actual feelings.
"Tch!" The two rolled their eyes in unison and simultaneously gave Max the middle finger, to which Max naturally responded in a friendly manner.
Ma Jie smiled and sat on the sofa. He picked up a gummy candy, tore open the wrapper, and put it into Heidi's mouth. The little girl smiled sweetly at him and called out "Daddy."
The child's foster care procedures are being processed, but he is not currently registered under his name. The reason given by the ACF (Children and Families Administration) for rejection is that his income is too low to qualify him for adoption.
When it came to a white woman like Max, those snobbish bastards quickly changed their screening criteria. After just two more random home visits, the process was pretty much complete.
"Hey, listen up, little one, you can't call me Daddy, it'll cause a lot of misunderstandings."
When Heidi heard that Jack Ma told her not to shout, she immediately pretended to be about to cry.
Having no other choice, he had to bow down and compromise: "Alright, alright, call me whatever you like, but my personal suggestion is to call me Uncle."
"daddy."
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Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you.
After taking the Heineken beer from Jimmy, opening it, and clinking it with everyone, he realized there was another young boy in the room.
He looked to be in his early twenties, with a classic American slicked-back hairstyle and a cool expression. The way he stood there gave off the vibe of a street thug who had been around for a long time.
The problem was that he was wearing a police uniform with the letters CPD on his badge, which is the abbreviation for the Chicago Police Department.
"What?" Ma Jie was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Jimmy: "When did you make friends with a policeman?"
"Please, Jack, his name is Carl." Jimmy then explained, "Fiona's brother, he came from Chicago. We're all drunk here to welcome him. By the way, buddy, what's your birth order again? I can never remember."
At this moment, Fiona burst into unrestrained laughter, her words tinged with smugness: "Haha, you idiot Jimmy, listen, this is the last time I'll introduce myself. I'm the eldest in the family, followed by Lip, Ian, Debbie, Carl, and Liam. There are six kids in the whole Galagg, and he's the most successful of them all. Little brother, I'm so proud of you."
As she spoke, she tried to kiss her younger brother, but he pushed her away with a look of disgust: "You've had too much to drink, Fiona. You look just like Frank now."
"Fuck you, Karl!" Upon hearing this name, Fiona suddenly became agitated: "Don't mention him in front of me! He ruined my entire youth! I raised you all! It was me, not that old drunkard!"
Now everyone knows about her family's mess. Her father, Frank, has lived a carefree life, never caring about his children's well-being. He spends his days either drinking or on his way to a bar.
"OK, OK, don't get so worked up." Seeing this, Ma Jie quickly patted her shoulder, shook hands with her, and laughed, "Buddy, let me guess what you're doing in Los Angeles. First, you came to visit your older sister, and then you came here to take care of some important work-related matters."
"That's right." The guy nodded. "It seems she's doing pretty well, managing to live in such an upscale community. The last time I video-called her, she was hiding in a tent crying, telling me that two homeless men outside had their eyes on her and were planning to break in and pull down her pants."
"Shut up, Carl, that's all in the past." Fiona wrapped her arms around his neck, the siblings looking very close, half-drunk and half-awake as they dreamed about the future: "Now I'm hanging out with Jack, and in two years at most we'll be able to move into Beverly Hills. Then I'll bring you all over. California is a place for humans to live. Compared to these places, Chicago is just a stinking sewer."
After saying that, he added harshly, "Except for that bastard Frank, let him fend for himself."
"Fiona, you shouldn't talk about Dad like that." Carl sighed helplessly. "In my opinion, he's not entirely useless. When I was nine, he took me to a convenience store to steal money. After we succeeded, he generously gave me five dollars. That's how I tasted my first cigarette. Under his influence, I learned a lot of tricks and swindles to survive. So any petty thief or swindler can be easily seen through in front of me. This is a special ability that other police officers don't have."
Listening to her brother's corporate-level understanding, Fiona couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Oh my god, according to you, when I was in elementary school, he took me to the supermarket to steal eggs and waffles, and he even made Liam memorize the door lock codes of his foster family so he could get into their apartments and do free shopping. I'm so glad we didn't go down that wrong path. You know, Sandy's dad and brother have never spent Christmas outside of prison."
"Fuck you, Fiona! I didn't do anything to you today, you slut with a nasty tongue!"
Hearing her rambling on, Sandy grabbed the hair at the back of her head and quickly pulled it back.
The two then engaged in a real-life PK, hugging each other and rolling around on the floor, laughing heartily.
While watching the show, Ma Jie clinked bottles with his new friend and said warmly, "Welcome to Los Angeles. If there's anything I can help you with, just let me know."
Carl took a sip of beer, his expression turning serious. "To be honest, Jack, I do have a favor to ask of you. I've been secretly commissioned by the chief to arrest a fugitive. This guy has committed heinous crimes in Chicago, murdering two active-duty police officers."
"According to the information provided by the informant, he is currently lurking near the poor street. I have been looking for him for several days, but to no avail."
"I had no other choice but to think of you, because my older sister told me that you seem to be doing quite well in this poor neighborhood, that you have a good relationship with the police here, and that you have a lot of connections in society."
Killing a police officer? Upon hearing this keyword, Ma Jie frowned. What kind of outlaw would commit such a crime?
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