When a room of people were discussing something, there was a knock on the door.
Everyone stopped talking and looked at Ye Chong.
Everyone knows very well that what they are doing now is not illegal, but it is definitely not upright. After all, they are taking advantage of loopholes.
Therefore, it is better not to let too many people know.
Even transactions with students are done one-on-one in secret, and no one dares to make a big deal about it.
Otherwise, if the school committee, the martial arts department or the military find out, it will definitely be a lot of trouble.
Ye Chong frowned and walked forward. While he was still hesitating whether to open the door, he heard the voice of old yellow-haired Walter White:
"Ye, I know you are inside. Are you okay now? My dear friend, please open the door quickly. I am here to give you a gift, dear."
"Kiss you." Ye Chong muttered and opened the door, "Please lower your voice, eh... wait... wait, don't squeeze in, why are you squeezing?"
"Okay, haha, Ye, you don't want me to go in, is there a woman hiding in the house?" Seeing the other party blocking him, the old yellow-haired Walter White directly stuck his head in, "Wow, it's not just one.
Two women.
You want to double...
Wow, that's great, there are men too.
Ye, are you planning to have a party? Why don't you call me?"
Ye Chong's head was covered with black lines, he frowned and said: "Mr. White, please pay attention to your identity, thank you.
You are a well-known scholar.
He is also a famous professor.
Or a foreign expert.
He also holds the title of academician from many countries.
And is a renowned biotoxicologist.
So, should you be more careful when you speak in the future?
Especially in front of young people, pay attention to your image."
"Stop it, Ye, I'm not a humble servant, why should I pay attention to my image and please others?" Old yellow-haired Walter White lit up a cigarette, puffed out a puff of smoke, and grinned, "Ah
, I understand, do you want me to play the maid?"
puff!
Ye Chong was already in a bad mood, but now that Old Huang Mao was making such a fuss, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he almost couldn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.
"Hey, Ye, what's wrong with you? Do you have a fever?" Old yellow-haired Walter White reached out and touched the other person's forehead, "Here, let me take a look."
"Stop!" Ye Chong trembled and hid, "Old Huangmao, I don't care if you don't pay attention to your image, but can you respect my image?!"
"Okay, haha, I will pay attention, Ye, your image is very good, and, in my heart, your image is great." Old yellow-haired Walter White twitched his nose, "Okay, tell me now
, what did you hunt?"
"Your nose is quite sharp." Ye Chong smiled bitterly and shook his head, "However, if I have what you need, I will send it to you. You really don't need to go there yourself."
"You don't know, Ye, I've moved." Old Huangmao Walter White puffed out a puff of smoke. "You can't find me, so it's better for me to come in person."
"Moving again?!" Ye Chong sighed with black lines on his head, "I remember that you moved at least three times after you came to Sky Tower. Is it necessary to move so frequently?"
"You are wrong, Ye, four times, including this time, it is five times." Old Huangmao Walter White looked proud, "So, Ye, you see how precious our friendship is, every time I move
Anyone who tells me is you."
"Yes, precious, too precious," Ye Chong curled his lips and muttered, "You blew up so many dormitories during your experiments, why didn't you blow up your old man?"
"Okay, Ye, it makes me so sad when you talk like this, haha, let's go in and talk," the old yellow-haired Walter White grinned indifferently, "Maybe we should have a drink, what do you think?"
"Just have a drink and wait until I die." Ye Chong stretched out his hand and asked, "Where's the gift?"
"Hey, here it is," Old Yellow-haired Walter White took out a small bottle from his pocket, "Take a look, Ye, you will definitely like it."
"Hmm? This is it?" Ye Chong held a palm-sized vial and couldn't help but curling up the corner of his mouth, "Aerosol spray?"
"Of course," old yellow-haired Walter White blew out a puff of smoke and nodded proudly, "The concentration is very high, so use it sparingly. I blew up a dormitory just for it."
"However, it doesn't look very good, and I don't like it." Ye Chong weighed the things in his hands, and then stuffed them into his military vest, "I still prefer the beast repelling powder in the bag before."
"Haha, cunning Ye, I knew you would be like this." Old yellow-haired Walter White grinned, and with a swipe, he took out a big bag from the bag on his back, "Yes, don't worry, Ye,
You can get everything you want from me."
"Huh?" Ye Chong smiled slightly, took the thing in the other person's hand, and weighed it up and down. It was obviously quite a lot.
"Okay, Ye, it looks like you like it very much, right?" Old yellow-haired Walter White took half a step forward, "Come on, let's go in and see what are you going to give me?"
Ye Chong did not move, but waved back, and Liu Chenggui came to the door carrying two large military nano bags.
Old yellow-haired Walter White's eyes shone and he reached out to take it. Ye Chong sighed and said:
"The giant wolf fangs, giant wolf claws, bird beaks and bird claws in one of the bags are all valuable, so don't blow them up.
Although the other bag contains horn materials from SS1-level mutant beasts, the breakthrough time is not long after all, so the quality is poor, but the quantity is quite large."
"Okay," the old yellow-haired Walter White looked overjoyed. He took the things and took a look, "Quite a few, quite a lot, haha, Ye, thank you for your hard work. Come and have a drink with me when you have time."
"Okay, I won't send it away." Ye Chong made a gesture of invitation.
"No," the old yellow-haired Walter White suddenly raised his head, with a look of confusion on his face, "Is there anything else in your room?"
"Nonsense, there are still beast eyes," Ye Chong frowned, "But don't worry, all the beast general-level horns, claws, and teeth are already in these two bags."
"That's not what I meant," old yellow-haired Walter White twitched his nose a few times, "I seem to smell the scent of a sky rat."
"Mr. White," Ye Chong looked serious and shook his head, "I can tell you clearly that I did not hunt any field mouse-like beast-level mutants this time.
However, there is an SS1 level mutant bamboo rat, and its horny material has been given to you."
"No, Ye, that's not what I'm talking about," said old yellow-haired Walter White immediately, "I'm talking about rat shit."
"I'll go, okay, I admit, I'm almost pissed off by your success." Ye Chong smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I said, I didn't hit any voles, and there was nothing..."
When he said this, Ye Chong suddenly looked blank and was obviously startled, as if he suddenly thought of something.