Dali Marvel

Not to mention the staff members who were holding the family bucket and rushing to the scientific research station while doubting their lives.Wang Dali went through the portal and found himself back in America.

Walking on the streets of this strange city, Wang Dali formed a map in his mind of the location of the person he had just found, the person most causally related to Catherine in the world.

On the map, the opponent's position has not moved, and he stayed in place safely.

"It's here."

Following the map, Wang Dali came to a pet shop.He gently pushed open the wooden glass door in front of him, and then a gust of wind chimes rang on the wind chimes behind the door.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

After seeing Wang Dali, the female owner of the pet shop who looked only in her 20s raised her head and smiled at him.

The other party was wearing a pair of black resin glasses, and was reading a pet book in his hand.Her figure is very good. Although her chest is not big, she has a well-proportioned and small body. Compared with the slender waist, the visual effect is excellent, and people have to give a thumbs up.

It is best to point with two thumbs together.

A guest came, and this intellectual black-haired beauty put down the book in her hand, walked gracefully in front of Wang Dali with a pair of three-centimeter gauguin shoes.

Due to work reasons, she didn't wear pungent cosmetics such as perfume, but she carried a special smell of pet shampoo on her body.

"Hi, I'm here to find someone."

Nodding to this beautiful store manager who is quite good-looking, Wang Dali looked around in this pet shop that can be seen at a glance, and was suddenly taken aback.

"Find someone"

Regarding Wang Dali's statement, the store manager helped his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and regarded the other party as a normal strike-up, the expression on his face naturally faded.

"Sorry, I'm the only one working here. If you're meeting friends here, I think the coffee shop opposite is a good sign."

"No need."

Shaking his head at the misunderstood store manager, Wang Dali pointed to a cage in the pet store that was not closed with a strange expression.

"I have found it."

"You're here to see Frank"

Following Wang Dali's directions, the beauty store manager spotted the gray-skinned bulldog in the cage at a glance.Meeting the other's innocent brown eyes, the beauty's beautifully manicured eyebrows immediately stood up in displeasure.

"Frank, what did you do again?"

This sentence should have been a question, but when the store manager said it, it was completely affirmative.It is conceivable that this Citigroup bulldog named Frank must have done many things that made her very angry.

shit

At this moment, Frank really felt that he was an asshole.

It looked at the store manager with dazed eyes, and its big eyes almost dripped water.However, because he used this trick too frequently, it no longer worked in front of this beauty who was his half owner.

"terribly sorry."

He gave Frank a hard look, but then, the beautiful store manager took on the matter for him.

"Can you please tell me what he did and I will make compensation."

"No, actually, I just met it just now."

To the apologetic pet

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The store manager shook his head, and Wang Dali turned to look at Frank in the cage.The pair of dog eyes glanced at Wang Dali very humanely, and then turned aside with disdain.

It's like a dog lying in its den, and disaster comes from the sky.Don't let me see you next time, otherwise I will pee all over you

"Come with me, Frank, I need to ask you something."

From the other party's life induction, Wang Dali discovered that this guy named Frank was not a dog, or in other words, not an ordinary Citigroup bulldog.

He squatted down, turned his back to the other party and stretched his hand into the cage while the beauty store manager exclaimed, wanting to touch Frank's dog's head.Frank's eyes turned violent, and he was about to open his mouth wide to teach Wang Dali a deep lesson, but suddenly his whole body trembled, and he had a very bad premonition.

If he bites down, something terrible will happen.

It suddenly raised its head, took a deep look at Wang Dali, and then pushed the cage away by itself.

"Wang"

He called out to the manager of the pet shop who kindly took him in, and Frank followed behind Wang Dali and left.What happened next could be very dangerous, and it didn't want to involve this well-meaning person who had taken him in.

"who are you"

Following Wang Dali into an alley, Frank said with a gloomy expression.Wang Dali was not surprised that the dog was speaking in English.

"Of course I'm an alien just like you."

Although his memory was a little fuzzy, Wang Dali still had some impressions of the chatty and coquettish bitch in the plot of the Men in Black movie.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just here to ask you something."

Wang Dali handed Frank a steaming hot dog just bought on the street, leaned against the wall and ate his own portion, and asked about it.

"I wonder if you have any impression of the name Catherine."

Sniffing the hot dog given by Wang Dali, Frank swallowed more than half of it in one gulp, in the spirit of being a full ghost rather than a starving ghost, and replied inarticulately.

"Catherine seems to have some impression."

Finding that Wang Dali didn't seem to be looking for trouble for him, Frank felt a bit overwhelmed.He stared at the remaining hot dogs in Wang Dali's hands, and licked his own mouth.

"If I had a few more hot dogs, I think I might remember better."

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As soon as it finished speaking, a steaming hot dog flew in front of it.But what made his dog tremble was that the hot dog was not laid flat, but slanted, and at least half of it was inserted into the solid concrete road in front of him.

"Do you need more hot dogs? There's not enough."

"No, no, no, no, I'm already full."

Seeing Wang Dali shaking the remaining hot dogs in his hand, Frank shook his head wildly.It's true that he likes to eat hot dogs, but he doesn't want to be made into hot dogs by others.

For the sake of his own life, Frank managed to burp, and then Wang Dali put down the murder weapon in his hand.

After finding out whether the dog eats hard or soft.Wang Dali stretched out his index finger, like a child playing a game, poking the ground under his feet one after another, causing small round holes to appear one after another.

Seeing this brutal scene, Frank gulped.