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Chapter 113: All living beings are in various forms, die!
Looking at Mickey's speechless look, Ding Ze smiled happily and did not explain. He concentrated on reading the road signs and driving.

Jesse Pinkman is a very complex and contradictory character in the show "Breaking Bad"...

Now that he is here, to be honest, he is not sure how useful Jesse Pinkman will be in the future.

To put it more simply, at present, he has not yet completely decided what to do with Jesse Pinkman. The plan is to toss and stimulate the situation first and see how it develops before making a decision.

When the time comes, let go if you need to, stay if you need to stay, ignore if you need to ignore...it's just a small matter, just for fun.

He came here just for fun.

Time flies.

After some effort, Ding Ze found the restaurant Mike mentioned.

The restaurant is not big and looks nothing special. At this time in the evening, there are many people sitting in the restaurant.

Ding Ze parked the car, got out of the car and looked towards the restaurant.

Mike sat alone by the window, and the opposite side was empty.

The other people who can be seen in the restaurant seem to be normal people, not Uncle Fried Chicken's subordinates... Uncle Fried Chicken's subordinates all have their own characteristics, they are all taciturn and cold, so they are easy to identify.

Ding Ze looked briefly.

At this time.

When Mike saw Dingze and Mickey, he immediately stood up and walked outside the store.

Ding Ze also didn't have any ink, so he called Mickey and walked towards the restaurant door.

"Mr. Ding, Mr. Milkovich, please," Mike said calmly at the door of the restaurant.

Ding Ze smiled faintly and nodded.

The three of them walked around until they reached the corner at the back of the restaurant.

There are three dining tables placed at right angles to the corner.

All three tables were occupied.

Uncle Fried Chicken sat alone at the dining table at a right angle.

There is no doubt that the men at the other two tables are all Uncle Fried Chicken's men.

Ding Ze glanced at them and recognized two of them, but forgot their names.

Uncle Fried Chicken had already stood up and buttoned his shirt. Then he extended his hand to Ding Ze and said, "Hello, Mr. Ding."

From a certain perspective, Comrade Fried Chicken Uncle is really a gentleman.

Ding Ze smiled and stretched out his hand to shake Uncle Fried Chicken's hand, "Hello, Mr. Fulin."

Uncle Fried Chicken reached out to Mickey again and said, "Hello, Mr. Milkovich."

Mickey was not that stupid. He had already figured out that Uncle Fried Chicken was a big boss in this place. He was a little surprised when Uncle Fried Chicken reached out to him. He quickly extended his hand and followed Ding Ze's words and said hello, "Mr. Fulin, 豼good."

"I'm sorry I couldn't pick you up at the door of the restaurant," Uncle Fried Chicken let go and apologized.

"It doesn't matter, I don't care about this," Ding Ze could understand.

"Thank you," Uncle Fried Chicken smiled lightly and gestured to sit down, "Both of you, please take a seat."

"Mitch, go and eat next to yourself," Ding Ze was not in a hurry to sit down, but turned to Mickey and said.

Mickey actually didn't want to sit down and get involved in such an occasion. When he heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay."

Uncle Fried Chicken followed, "Mike, please entertain Mr. Milkovich."

Mike nodded.

Ding Ze and Uncle Fried Chicken took their seats one after another.

Uncle Fried Chicken was very particular. He waited for Ding Ze to sit down before sitting down and sitting up straight.

'A gentleman's gay. '

'How interesting. '

Ding Ze noticed this detail and thought it was really interesting.

"Mr. Ding, look at what you are eating." At this time, Uncle Fried Chicken picked up the menu on the table and handed it to Ding Ze. "I recommend the mutton. It tastes very good."

Ding Ze was indeed a little hungry. He took the menu and looked through it while saying, "Mr. Fulin, I am a relatively casual person and don't know much about etiquette. I hope you don't mind."

Uncle Fried Chicken shook his head slightly, "No, no, Mr. Ding, please feel free to do so."

Ding Ze didn't think he was a gentleman, and more importantly, he didn't think he could become a gentleman. So, he just did what he wanted. After a while, he ordered the dishes and a bunch of meat.

face this outcome.

Uncle Fried Chicken was really surprised.

There is no reason for it.

Ding Ze is very different from the big guys Uncle Fried Chicken has interacted with in the past few years. On this occasion... it really seemed like he was here for dinner.

After Ding Ze finished ordering, Uncle Fried Chicken ordered a steak and a vegetable salad.

After ordering.

Uncle Fried Chicken summoned the waiter.

The waiter brought two glasses of water and took away the menu.

"Mr. Ding, how are you doing today?" Uncle Fried Chicken asked as he picked up the water glass, took a sip of water.

"It's okay, there's nothing interesting here, it's too desolate," Ding Ze replied with a smile.

Uncle Fried Chicken also laughed and nodded in agreement, "Indeed, Albuquerque definitely can't compare with Miami."

After saying that, knowing that Ding Ze likes to smoke, Uncle Fried Chicken added, "Mr. Ding, you can smoke here, you can do whatever you want."

"Then I'm free to do it." Ding Ze was not polite, took out a cigarette, lit one, and took a puff, "Mr. Fulin, you should have a lot of questions, why don't you just ask them directly?"

"Okay," Uncle Fried Chicken responded calmly without talking nonsense, "Is Mr. Ding here to play?"

Ding Ze thought for a while, "It's okay to say that. I am indeed here to play, but my play may be different from what you understand."

Uncle Fried Chicken remained calm, "Mr. Ding, could you please explain?"

"That's right. To me, this country is a playground. Wherever I go, I am playing. It's the same here."

Uncle Fried Chicken understood and moved his brows slightly, "What's the purpose of Mr. Ding coming here to play?"

"To be precise, there is no purpose for this trip. I just want to meet you and some other people I am interested in," Ding Ze said. "I told Mike in the afternoon that when I left Miami this time, my destination was It’s not here, it can be considered as passing by.”

Uncle Fried Chicken didn't ask Ding Ze's destination, "Is the purpose of your next trip related to me?"

Ding Ze didn't hide anything and simply nodded, "I want America to be my playground, and Albuquerque and even New Mexico are part of it."

"Next time I come over, I hope to cooperate with you and make some money."

Uncle Fried Chicken was not surprised by this answer. He had already expected it, "How to cooperate?"

"I help you become the most awesome businessman in the world. In return, 20.00% of your turnover belongs to me."

20.00%!
Or turnover!
Faced with such a lion's open mouth, Uncle Fried Chicken suddenly felt unhappy, but he didn't show it at all on his face. "Mr. Ding, since you know me well, you should know that it is difficult for me to agree to this kind of cooperation."

Ding Ze smiled and shook his head, "It's difficult, but it doesn't mean it's impossible. In my opinion, everything is possible in this world. What do you think?"

Uncle Fried Chicken looked at Ding Ze and shook his head, "I don't think so."

"It doesn't matter," Ding Ze answered simply, "There is still a lot of time. We can take our time and see how things develop. I believe that you will change your mind before too long."

After finishing speaking, Ding Ze thought for a moment and felt that these words might be misunderstood as a threat, so he added, "Don't get me wrong, I don't want to do anything to you. I respect you and appreciate you very much."

"I mean, I will try to do something to let you know that cooperation with me can be mutually beneficial and is a good thing."

Uncle Fried Chicken just now really thought that Ding Ze was making a threat.

now……

Doubt it.

"Well, Mr. Ding, I wish you success," said Uncle Fried Chicken.

"Thank you," Ding Ze smiled, "Then, do you have any other questions?"

Uncle Fried Chicken actually still had a lot of questions, but he didn't intend to ask, "No more."

"Then let's have a good meal? After talking about it, I'm really a little hungry," Ding Ze said with a smile. "OK."

The atmosphere afterwards was quite harmonious.

After eating and drinking.

Ding Ze took Mickey away, left the restaurant, and got into the car.

"Boss, how was the conversation?" Mickey was quite curious.

Ding Ze blew out a puff of smoke, "It's not bad, at least we got out alive, right?"

Mickey: "????"

I went.

Did I almost die just now?
"Boss...are you serious?" Mickey was a little frightened, not because he was afraid of death, but because he didn't want to die for no reason.

"Haha," Ding Ze was really teasing Mickey. Seeing Mickey's reaction, he was very happy, "Are you scared? How about it? Is it exciting?"

Mickey: “…..”

do not want to talk.

This boss really should go to a mental hospital to stay for a while and get better treatment.

Mickey stopped talking, and Ding Ze didn't care. He started the car and went to find the hotel.

the other side.

The ordinary one is very inconspicuous, and it is really not suitable for the status of Uncle Fried Chicken in a small car.

Mike had just heard Uncle Fried Chicken talk about Dingze’s proposal and frowned, “What do I need to do?”

"For the time being, you try to find out everything about him and find out what we can use. At the same time, let's see what he does," Uncle Fried Chicken replied.

After a pause, Uncle Fried Chicken added, "You have to go to Miami yourself."

Uncle Fried Chicken had a headache when he encountered Ding Ze, a guy who came out of nowhere and came to Albuquerque, but was so powerful.

For the time being, Uncle Fried Chicken really has no better solution.

What can we do?

I couldn't beat him again and again... The truth was still in Ding Ze's hands...

"Okay," Mike responded, also annoyed.

After working in this industry for so many years, it has been peaceful and quiet. Suddenly, because of the appearance of Ding Ze, it is no longer peaceful.

This change is not a good thing.

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After arriving in Albuquerque in the morning, I basically spent the day running around.

Ding Ze is indeed a little tired.

After finding the hotel, I took a shower and fell asleep leisurely.
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Walter arrived home from get off work.

Because of good things coming from heaven, the family will have thousands of dollars more income every month. Walter was very excited and happy. He immediately found Skyler and started sharing.

"Skyler, you won't believe what happened today," Walter said with a smile.

"Looks like it's a good thing," Skyler laughed.

Walter nodded, "The car wash shop where I work was bought today by a young man named Johnson Freeman. Then, he made me the manager, and he didn't mind that I only worked a few hours a day. Hours."

Skyler was really surprised when he heard this, "Is there such a good thing?"

"Well, it's hard to believe," Walter said with a smile, "That's not all, he also asked me to help him find an accountant. What I thought was, you do this job, what do you think?"

"Me?" Skyler was willing, "I'm afraid I can't. I am your wife, you are the manager, and I am the accountant. Can the new boss rest assured?"

"I haven't mentioned it to him yet. I want to come back and ask your opinion first. If you are willing, I am confident that I can convince him."

Walter has a mysterious confidence in his eloquence.

Ding Ze didn't hear this, otherwise he would have burst out laughing on the spot.

because…..
In his opinion, Walter really has no eloquence. When something happens, he will just keep talking in a hysterical manner... That kind of performance has nothing to do with eloquence. To put it lightly, it is quite ridiculous. of……

"Then you give it a try. If he can be persuaded by you, I have no objection," Skyler replied with a smile, "After all, this way, our family can have another income. By the way, you become Now that I'm a manager, my salary should go up."

"It's increased, five thousand dollars a month," Walter replied with a bit of pride.

Skyler really didn't expect there would be so many, and he opened his mouth in shock, "Five thousand? The new boss is so generous? This is higher than your salary at school."

Walter's job as a teacher only paid four thousand dollars a month.

"Well, the new boss is indeed very generous, but it's hard to say whether I can continue to earn this money. He put forward a condition, asking me to increase the profit of the car wash shop, otherwise he will replace me... In fact, this is also The reason why I want you to become an accountant is not only to get more income, but also with you supervising the accounts, I can better ensure that his conditions are met," Walter said in one breath.

"Okay, we must not lose this job. With this money, our life will suddenly be much better."

"I promise, I will never lose this job," Walter said confidently.

"Well, you go take a shower first, you've been busy all day," Skyler said thoughtfully, "I'll heat up your dinner for you."

With that said, Skyler turned to leave.

Walter suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Skyler's arm, tilted his head slightly, and said with a smirk, "We have to celebrate."

Skyler understood instantly and grinned, "Okay."
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After being extremely frightened, experiencing several hours of being unable to move at all, and several times of despair, thinking that I was about to die inexplicably...

Jesse Pinkman, whose face was full of tears, suddenly felt that his body had regained some mobility. He was instantly ecstatic, saw the hope of living, and struggled desperately.

About 1 minutes passed.

Jesse stood up successfully, still in shock, until he felt that everything was like a dream.

next second.

Jesse didn't dare to stay here any longer, so he instinctively rushed out and ran away.

ran two steps.

hum.

Jesse stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at the sofa.

The $20 that Ding Ze left behind is still on the sofa.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Jesse gritted his teeth and made a decision, rushed to the sofa, stuffed twenty wads of cash into various pockets, and then ran away again.

He ran to the car in one breath.

Without any delay, Jesse immediately started the car and sped away.

After running to a crowded place, Jesse felt a little calmer. He parked the car on the side of the road, lit a cigarette, and smoked as hard as he could, forcing himself to calm down.

Calm down a little.

Because I really can’t understand what happened before.

Jesse decided to ask for help, took out his cell phone and called his good friend Kangbao, "Hey, Kangbao, something happened to me and I need your help. Come out quickly. By the way, call the monkey and the thin man!"

When Kang Bao heard this, he was a little worried, "What's going on? Did you offend someone?"

"I couldn't tell you on the phone. Anyway, hurry up and go to the place where we sang last time. Hurry up!" Jesse said.

"Okay, I'll be there soon," Kangbao replied.

The phone hangs up.

Jesse threw the phone aside, followed it, touched the money in his pocket, and couldn't help but think of a fatal question.

'The guy said the money was invested in me...'

'What will happen if I use this money? '

Jesse said silently.

Immediately.

One word emerged in Jesse's head very clearly.

dead!
(End of this chapter)