Ye Chong couldn't help but feel funny when he thought about the scene when he first invested.
Lame on one leg.
Leaning on a willow stick.
He staggered a bit as he walked, looking like he would fall over if the wind blew.
"hehe.
Is it easy for me?
I guess at that time, just like me, everyone believed that I would definitely lose.
Comminuted fracture of the right calf.
The kind that is rotten to pieces.
The key is that there is no effective treatment, so the circulation of Qi and blood cannot be carried out.
What does it mean if a warrior cannot use Qi and blood?
Of course, he has lost his combat effectiveness and is basically no different from ordinary people.
How to fight then?
Of course, you will definitely lose.
I guess there were no people who invested in me at that time.
Who is stupid?
Take the money and waste it.
Although the return on investment seems to be quite high, everyone knows that it is like a meat bun beating a dog, and the risk is too high.
Ah bah bah!
It's not appropriate to say that.
That's what it means anyway.
The results of it?
I got a big deal.
no way.
The person who knows you best is yourself.
but……
hehe.
I went all the way to participate in the martial arts competition, going through many hardships and dangers, and at the beginning, I was stigmatized.
If you can't compensate in terms of money, then it's not a human thing to do.
only……
Double Eleven?
Singles Day.
Damn.
what does it mean?
God willing?
hey-hey.
I think you think I’m making too much money, right?”
Ye Chong now has no interest in continuing to surf the Internet.
no way.
Head fever.
Then I couldn't sleep.
Always laughing out loud.
It's probably like this for everyone.
1.111 billion.
The 11 serious small goals are still missing. This is not easy.
As a result, the whole night passed in a daze.
Ye Chong slept relatively late.
Early the next morning, he was sleeping soundly.
He himself can't hear it, but if someone else is present, he will definitely hear his snoring.
At this time, there was a loud knock on the door.
Ye Chong muttered, then turned over and continued to sleep.
But what I didn't expect was that some idiot was ignorant and kept knocking on the door.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom boom boom!
Boom!
I guess if you don't open the door, it won't be a knock, but a kick.
"Damn it."
"I'll beat you and me to death."
Ye Chong muttered and stretched, then 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 I opened the door, a strong smell of smoke rushed in.
"Hey, Chong, are you really at home?" Walter White gave him a big hug as soon as he entered the door.
Ye Chong was caught off guard and didn't even have time to hide. While pushing it out with all his strength, he said angrily: "Old Huangmao, I told you before, don't ask me to rush, my tooth hurts.
besides.
Stop taking advantage of me.
My body is not meant for you to hold.
correct.
How did you know I was back?"
"I didn't know you were coming back." Walter White grinned widely, "Ye, if I knew you were in the house, how could I knock on the door so loudly? How bad is it that you heard me?"
"What?" Ye Chong was a little confused, "What...what do you mean? I mean, Mr. White, can you stop nagging about what you said so early in the morning?"
"Hahaha, Ye, I'm sorry. If I knew you were at home, I would have kept my voice down when I knocked on the door. You know, I am an elegant man." Walter White grinned, "I was just looking for inspiration."
"What the hell?" Ye Chong curled his lips, "I can feel that you are a man, but it's okay to be elegant.
Also, if you are looking 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 took a puff, "Ye, you know, you are my best friend.
When I can't see you for a day, I feel like the world is dying.
All right.
Ye, I have to admit it.
After you leave here, I will knock on your door every day.
This feels good.
Just like you are still by my side, you will inspire me infinitely."
"Ahem, cough, stop!" Ye Chong took a step back, looking very unhappy, "Old Huangmao, I'm still alive, please don't read my eulogy.
snort.
You said you almost broke the door, but you still knocked lightly?
How heavy is your claw knocking on the door, why didn’t you, an elegant old yellow hair, make it yourself?”
"Ye, we are all people in the civilized world, we can't speak so rudely." Walter White shrugged, "Okay, I admit, today in order to inspire inspiration, the knocking on the door was indeed a bit loud, but, I see you
I'm really happy, Ye, you've lost weight."
puff!
Ye Chong shook his body and covered his mouth with his hand, trying not to spit out a mouthful of blood.
He finally understood that old yellow-haired Walter White was not knocking on the door to seek inspiration at all, but to see if he was back every day.
If you come back, fine, let's meet.
I guess I'm done with my politeness and I'll reach out for something right away.
If he doesn't come back, then take it out on him, and you won't suffer any loss anyway.
"Mr. White, you are a world-renowned toxicologist. It's not good to stay on the Jiuwu campus all day doing nothing, right?" Ye Chong said angrily, "Now the pressure from mutant beasts on the human race has been increasing.
Well, you should do your best for the future development of the human race instead of coming here to harass me all day long."
"Ye, very good, your idea is exactly the same as mine." Walter White smiled and blew a puff of cigarette ashes, "Let us join hands, be of the same mind, and work together for the future development of the human race."
"..." Ye Chong clasped his hands behind his back, took a step back, and said with a vigilant look on his face, "Dear Mr. Walter White, you'd better speak clearly.
The word "heart-to-heart" is really inappropriate when applied to the two of us.
besides.
I'm not a messy person."
"Haha, dear Ye, I really like you so much." Walter White grinned and took a step forward, "I'm serious and I won't mess around."
"I'll go! Wait. Don't come forward. What's going on? Tell me clearly." Ye Chong's head is really big.
How did you meet such a guy this early in the morning?
Is the local culture so confusing?
Pretending to understand can cost lives.
"Ye, I'm here to deliver something." Walter White took out a nano bag from the bag he was carrying and handed it forward, "This is the latest three-level animal repellent powder. Take it, Ye.
It’s all prepared for you.”
"That's it?!" Ye Chong couldn't help but smile, grabbed the bag, weighed it up and down, and then shook his head, "Haha, that's not right.
With Mr. White's ability, it's been so long, shouldn't it be time to release a level four beast-repelling powder?
Why did you spend so much valuable mutant beast materials to create these things?
Fine.
Mr. White, I won't disturb you anymore.
You'd better get to work quickly."
After finishing speaking, Ye Chong stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.