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Chapter 0717 Here comes again(1/2)

When Ye Chong thought of the scene when he invested, he couldn't help but feel funny.

Limp on one leg.

Holding a willow cane.

When I walked, I shook my way, and looked like I fell down when the wind blew.

"hehe.

Is it easy for me?

I guess it was just me at that time, and everyone decided that I would definitely lose.

Crushing fracture of right calf.

The kind that turns into scum.

The key is that there is no effective treatment, which leads to the inability to carry out the circulation of qi and blood.

What does it mean that a warrior cannot use qi and blood?

Of course, it has lost its combat power, which is basically the same as that of ordinary people.

Then how can I fight?

Of course, you will definitely lose.

I guess there weren't people who invested in me at that time.

Who is stupid?

Take the money and waste it.

Although the return on investment looks quite high, everyone knows that it is a meat bun to beat a dog, and there is no return to it, and the risk is too great.

Ah, bah, bah!

It's not appropriate to say that.

Anyway, that's what it means.

What's the result?

I got a big bargain.

no way.

The person who knows you best is yourself.

but……

hehe.

I went through hardships and obstacles and attended the Yangwu Conference, and at the beginning, I became infamous.

If you cannot compensate money, it is not something that people do.

only……

Double Eleven?

Singles' Day.

It's so terrible.

What does it mean?

God willing?

hey-hey.

I think I think I've made too much money, right?"

Ye Chong is no longer interested in continuing to surf the Internet now.

no way.

Head fever.

Then I can't sleep.

Always laughing out loud.

I guess anyone else would do this.

1.111 billion.

It's not easy to have a serious 11 small goals and a fraction of them.

As a result, I was confused and the night passed like this.

Ye Chong slept relatively late.

Early the next morning, it was when he was sleeping soundly.

He himself couldn't hear it. If someone else was present, he would definitely hear his snoring sound.

At this moment, the door was knocked with a bang.

Ye Chong muttered, then turned over and continued to sleep.

But what I didn’t expect was that I didn’t know which ignorant person was, and I knocked on the door endlessly.

Bang!

Bang bang!

Bang bang bang bang!

Dong!

I guess if I don’t open the door, it’s definitely not knocking on the door, but kicking it.

"It's a damn."

"I'll kill you and me."

Ye Chong muttered and stretched, then turned over and stood up, his face full of anger, but when he thought of Double Eleven lying in his account, his mood immediately improved a lot.

As soon as the door was opened, a strong smell of smoke rushed in.

"Hey, Chong, are you really at home?" As soon as Walter White entered the door, he gave a big hug.

Ye Chong was caught off guard and didn't have time to hide. While pushing out hard, he said angrily: "Old Huangmao, I told you before, don't call me Chong, I listened to the toothache.

besides.

Take less advantage of me.

My body is not something you can hold.

By the way.

How do you know I'm back?"

"I don't know you're back." Walter White smiled with a big mouth, "Ye, if I knew you were in the house, how could it be that loudly knocking on the door? How bad is it that you heard?"

"What?" Ye Chong was a little confused. "What...what does it mean? I said Mr. White, can you stop talking about what you said early in the morning?"

"Hahaha, Ye, I'm sorry, if I knew you were at home, I would definitely knock on the door less, you know, I'm a graceful man." Walter White grinned, "I was just looking for inspiration."

"What's the matter?" Ye Chong curled his lips, "I can feel that you are a man, but just be elegant.

Also, when you look for inspiration, what does it have to do with knocking on my door?"

"Okay, Ye, you don't know this, I forgive you." Walter White lit a cigarette and then took a sip, "Ye, you know, you are my best friend.

I can't see you for a day, and I feel that this world is dying.

All right.

Ye, I must admit it.

After you leave here, I will come to knock on your door every day.

This feeling is good.

Just like you are still by my side, it will inspire me infinite inspiration.”

"Cough cough cough, stop!" Ye Chong took a step back, looking very unhappy, "Old Huangmao, I'm still alive, please don't say eulogies to me."

snort.

You said you were almost knocking the door, but you were still knocking lightly?

How heavy is your claw knocking on the door? You, the elegant old yellow-haired one, don’t you make it yourself?"

"Ye, we are all people from the civilized world, and we can't speak so rudely." Walter White shrugged, "Well, I admit, today to inspire the door, the knocking sound is indeed a bit heavy, but I'm really happy to see you, Ye, you're losing weight."

puff!

Ye Chong shook his body and covered his hand on his mouth, so he couldn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

He understood now that the old yellow-haired Walter White knocked on the door and was not seeking inspiration at all, but came to see if he was back every day.
To be continued...
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