While the room was discussing the matter, the door was knocked.

Everyone stopped and looked at Ye Chong together.

Everyone knew very well that what they were doing now was not illegal, but it was definitely not upright, after all, they were taking advantage of loopholes.

Therefore, it is better not to let too many people know.

Even if the transactions with students are carried out one-on-one secretly, I will never dare to make a big fuss.

Otherwise, if the school committee, martial arts department or military know, it will definitely be a lot of trouble.

Ye Chong frowned and walked forward. He was still hesitating to open the door when he heard the old yellow-haired Walter White's voice:

"Ye, I know you are inside. Are you doing well now? My dear friend, please open the door quickly. I'm here to give you a gift, dear."

"Kiss you." Ye Chong murmured and opened the door, "Please speak softly, hey... wait... wait, don't squeeze in, why squeeze?"

"Okay, haha, Ye, you don't want me to go in. Is there a woman hidden in the room?" Old yellow-haired Walter White saw the other party blocking her and directly stuck her head in, "Wow, not one yet.

Two women.

You want double...

Wow, it's great, and there's a guy.

Ye, are you planning to hold a party? Why don’t you call me?"

Ye Chong was covered in black lines and frowned and said, "Mr. White, please pay attention to your identity, thank you.

You are a well-known scholar.

Also a famous professor.

Still a foreign expert.

He also holds the title of academician from many countries.

And he is a prestigious biotoxicologist.

So, do you pay attention to your future speech?

Especially in front of young people, pay attention to the image.”

"Stop making trouble, Ye, I'm not a humble servant, why should I pay attention to my image and please others?" Old yellow-haired Walter White lit a cigarette, sprayed a sip of smoke, and grinned, "Ah, I understand, do you want me to play the maid?"

puff!

Ye Chong was in a bad mood, but now he was furious with the old yellow-haired man, and his body couldn't help but tremble, and he couldn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Hey, Ye, what's wrong with you? Are you having a fever?" The old yellow-haired Walter White reached out and touched the other person's forehead, "Come on, let me see."

"Stop it!" Ye Chong shivered and hid back, "Old Huangmao, I don't care if you don't pay attention to your image, but can you respect my image?!"

"Okay, haha, I'll notice, Ye, your image is very good, and, in my heart, your image is great." Old yellow-haired Walter White's nose twitched, "Okay, now tell me, what did you hunt?"

"Your nose is sharp enough." Ye Chong shook his head with a wry smile, "But, with what you need, I will send it to you. There is really no need for you to travel in person."

"You don't know, Ye, I've moved," the old yellow-haired Walter White squirted a sip of smoke. "You can't find mine, so it's better for me to come in person."

"Moving again?" Ye Chong sighed, "I remember after you came to Chongtian Tower, you moved at least three times. Is it necessary to do so frequently?"

"You are wrong, Ye, four times, plus this time, five times." Old yellow-haired Walter White looked proud, "So, Ye, look at how precious our friendship is. Every time I move, it is you."

"Yes, precious, so precious," Ye Chong curled his lips and muttered, "You have bombed so many dormitories in your experiment, why didn't you blow up your old man?"

"Okay, Ye, I'm so sad that you said this, haha, let's go in and chat," the old yellow-haired Walter White grinned indifferently, "Maybe we should have a drink, what do you think?"

"Just forget it if you drink a drink, wait until I die." Ye Chong stretched out his hand, "Where is the gift?"

"Well, here," the old yellow-haired Walter White took out a small bottle from his pocket, "Look, Ye, you will definitely like it."

"Hmm? Is this?" Ye Chong held the small bottle as big as a palm, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, "Aerosol spray?"

"Of course," the old yellow-haired Walter White squirted a puff of cigarette and nodded proudly. "The concentration is very high, save some use. For it, I exploded a dormitory."

"However, it doesn't look very good, I don't like it." Ye Chong weighed the things in his hand, then stuffed them into the military vest, "I still prefer the animal-repelling powder I used to bag."

"Haha, cunning Ye, I knew you would be like this." Old yellow-haired Walter White grinned, and with a squirt, he took out a big bag from his bag behind him, "Yes, don't worry, Ye, you can get everything you want from me."

"Hmm?" Ye Chong smiled slightly, took the things from the other party's hand, weighed them up and down, and there was obviously a large number.

"Okay, Ye, it seems, you like it very much, right?" Old yellow-haired Walter White rubbed a half-step forward, "Come on, let's go in and see what are you going to give me?"

Ye Chong did not move and waved backwards. Liu Chenggui came to the door with two large military nanobags.

The old yellow-haired Walter White's eyes shone and reached out to answer. Ye Chong sighed and said:

"The giant wolf teeth, giant wolf claws, beaks and claws in one of the bags are all valuable, don't blow them up.

Although the other bag is full of horn materials for SS1-level mutant beasts, the breakthrough has not been long, and the color is different, but the quantity is quite large."

"Okay," the old yellow-haired Walter White looked overjoyed, took the thing and saw it, "No, no, haha, Ye, thank you for your hard work, I have time to ask me for a drink."

"Okay, no gift." Ye Chong made a gesture of invitation.

"No," the old yellow-haired Walter White suddenly raised his head, with a confused look on his face, "Is there anything else in your room?"

"Nonsense, there are also beast eyes," Ye Chong frowned, "But don't worry, all the beast general-level beast horns, beast claws, and beast teeth are already in these two bags."

"I don't mean that," said the old yellow-haired Walter White, twitching his nose a few times. "I seemed to smell the celestial rat."

"Mr. White," Ye Chong looked serious and shook his head, "I can tell you clearly that I did not hunt down the voles-type beast-level mutant beast this time.

However, there is a SS1-level mutant bamboo rat, and its keratinous materials have been given to you."

"No, Ye, I'm not talking about this," said the old yellow-haired Walter White immediately, "I'm talking about celestial rat shit."

"I'll go, okay, I admit that I'm almost irritated by your success." Ye Chong shook his head with a wry smile, "I said, I didn't hit any voles, and there was nothing..."
Chapter completed!