When Ye Chong thought about the scene when he first invested, he couldn't help but feel funny.
Limp one leg.
Leaning on a willow stick.
Walking as he walked, he looked like he would fall over if the wind blew.
"Haha.
Is it easy for me?
I guess at that time, everyone believed that I would lose.
The right calf is comminutedly broken.
The key is that there is no effective treatment, so the circulation of Qi and blood cannot be carried out.
One. What does it mean for a warrior to be unable to use Qi and blood?
Of course, he has lost his fighting ability and is basically the same as an ordinary person.
How can he fight?
Of course, he will lose. No doubt.
I guess there were no people who invested in me.
Who was stupid?
Although. The return on investment seems to be quite high, but everyone knows that it is like a meat bun beating a dog, and there is no return.
Ah, bah, bah,
It’s not appropriate to say that.
That’s what it meant.
I got a big deal.
>The person who knows me best is myself.
But
Haha.
I went through all kinds of hardships to participate in the martial arts competition. In the beginning, it was a shameful thing.
If you can’t compensate it in money, then it’s not what people do.
It’s just that. >Double Eleven
Singles’ Day
What the hell?
God’s will
Hehe.
I think I make too much money, right?"
Ye Chong has no interest in continuing to surf the Internet now.
No way.
Head is hot.
Then I couldn’t sleep.
Always laughing out loud.
It probably happens to everyone.
111.1 billion.
There is still a fraction of the 11 small goals of the Eight Classics, which 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 cannot hear it, but if others are present, he will definitely hear his snoring.
At this moment, 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 so ignorant that he kept knocking on the door.
Boom
Boom
Boom
Boom
p>It is estimated that if you don't open the door, it will not be a knock on the door, but a kick on the door.
"Damn it."
"I'll beat you and me to death."
Ye Chong muttered and stretched, then turned over and stood up. His face was 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.
"Hi, Chong, you are 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 hard, he said angrily, "Old Huangmao, I told you before, don't ask me to rush. I feel like my tooth hurts." .
Also.
Don’t take advantage of me.
That’s right.
How did you know I was back?"
"I didn't know you were back." Walter White grinned widely, "Ye, if I knew you were in the house, How could you knock on the door so loudly? How bad is it that you heard me?"
"What?" Ye Chong was a little confused, "What do you mean? I said Mr. White, what you said so early in the morning, can you? "Don't be so nagging"
"Hahaha, Ye, I'm sorry, if I knew you were at home, I would knock on the door a little louder. You know, I am an elegant man." Walter White grinned. He said, "I was just looking for inspiration."
"What the hell?" Ye Chong pouted, "I can feel that you are a man, but you are elegant.
< p>Also, if you are looking for inspiration, it has nothing to do with knocking on my door.""Okay, Ye, you don't know this, I forgive you," Walter White snapped. He lit up a cigarette and then 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.
< p>Okay.Ye, I have to admit.
After you leave here, I will knock on your door every day.
This feels good.
It’s like you are still by my side, inspiring me infinitely.”
“Cough, cough, stop.” Ye Chong took a step back. , looking very unhappy, "Old Huangmao, I'm still alive, don't read me a eulogy.
Hmph.
You said you almost broke the door, so This is still a light knock
How heavy is your claw on the door? You, an elegant old yellow hair, don’t make it yourself.”
“Ye, we are all people from the civilized world. You can't speak so rudely." Walter White shrugged, "Okay, I admit, the knock on the door was a bit loud today to inspire, but I am really happy to see you, Ye, you have lost weight."
Pfft
Ye Chong shook his body and covered his mouth with his hand, trying not to spit out a mouthful of blood.Come.
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, so I immediately reached out and asked for something.
If you don’t come back, then take it out on others. You won’t suffer any loss anyway.
"Mr. White, you are a world-renowned toxicologist. It's not good to stay in Jiuwu campus all day doing nothing," Ye Chong said angrily, "Now the mutant beasts have brought to the human race The pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and you should do your best for the future development of the human race, instead of coming here to harass me all day long."
"Ye, that's great, your ideas are completely the same as mine. Same." Walter White smiled and blew a puff of cigarette ashes, "Let us join hands and work together for the future development of the human race."
"Ye Chong put his hands behind his back and stepped back. Taking a step forward, with a look of vigilance on his face, "Dear Mr. Walter White, you'd better speak clearly.
It's really inappropriate to apply "heart to heart" to the two of us.
Also.< /p>
I am not a messy person."
"Haha, dear Ye, I really like you." Walter White grinned and took a step forward, "I am. Seriously, I won't mess around."
"Just wait. Don't come forward." Ye Chong is really big-headed.
How did you meet such a guy so early in the morning?
Is the local culture so messed up?
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 has been so long, shouldn't he have released the fourth-level beast-repelling powder earlier?
Why did it cost so much? It took a lot of valuable mutant beast materials to create these things
Okay.
Mr. White, I won’t bother you.
You. You'd better get busy."
After finishing speaking, Ye Chong stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.