Brooklyn.

Smock's house.

"Hey, Smock, how are you doing?"

Jesse walked in with a big grin, sat down across from him defenselessly, and said hello, "I recently heard that you guys were beating the Burroughs guys, cool, man!" ”

"Come on, stop talking nonsense."

Smok waved his hand, "The old rule, pay with one hand, deliver with the other!" ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Jesse pulled a small plastic bag out of his pants pocket and threw it on the table, "Look at it, this is a crystalline new product, as long as you get it to the market, everyone will go crazy about it!" ”

Smok opened the pouch, took out a small piece of crystal, carefully examined it, and explained to Rosen beside him, "Only when the purity is extremely high, can the state of crystals appear." ”

Speaking of this, a trace of regret appeared on his face, "It's a pity that it's a little bit worse, if this batch of products can show a light blue color, then it really reaches the highest purity." ”

"Don't worry, Smok."

Jesse also finished counting the money, and said with a smile: "This is the first time to try, so there is a small flaw, and I will come back next time, it will definitely bring you the highest level of purity." ”

Hearing this, Rosen also completely confirmed Walter's existence, he gave Smok a look, and the big fat man stood up in understanding, stopping Jesse who wanted to get up and leave.

"Oh oh! Smok, what do you mean by that? ”

Jesse's face was wary, "It's not what we said it would be!" ”

He was very scared in his heart, thinking that the other party was going to have a black and black game, and at the same time he regretted it in his heart, although he had cooperated happily before, how could he not be defenseless at all, at least bring a pistol on his body.

"Don't rush to go, Pinkerman."

Rosen took a few steps closer and said, "Take me to your chef, I have a collaboration I want to talk to him." ”

"What cook? There is no such thing at all? ”

Jesse's eyes fluttered, touched his nose and said, "I made this batch of goods by myself, and no one else helped at all!" ”

He lied, not only for the sake of Walter's hidden identity, but also because he was afraid, afraid that after Walter met Smock, he would no longer attach so much importance to him as an intermediary, and he would get less share.

"You said you did it? There's no way you're a little bastard! ”

Smok pulled out his pistol and pointed it against Jesse's head, "Now, you have two choices, either take us to meet your chef or die!" ”

Smok has been in the gang since he was a child, and he knows best what these little gangsters are, and it doesn't work to be nice to them, only those bastards who come hard will obediently do things.

"Don't get excited, Smok, don't shoot!"

Jesse was about to cry, "I'm going to take you here, please, don't shoot!" ”

......

Desolate place outside a town.

Walter took a break and got out of the RV to get some fresh air.

He looked up at the blue sky, and there were some doubts in his heart whether his actions were correct, and now he was undoubtedly embarking on a road of no return.

But if he doesn't, what else can he do?

The eldest son has mild cerebral palsy and needs a lot of money for treatment, his wife is also pregnant with a second child, and the follow-up production and raising are also expensive, so he really can't think of any other job other than being a chef, and he can earn enough money for the whole family to live on for a lifetime in the last period of his life.

In his ears, the sound of a car sounded, Walter retracted his divergent thoughts and looked ahead, he thought it was Jesse who had sold out of goods, but in his sight, it was a black Toyota sedan that he had never seen before.

This made Walter's heart can't help but rise a sense of vigilance, this is not the same as what was said before, Jesse obviously promised not to talk about his existence.

"Hey, buddy!"

Smock got out of the car with his fat butt and joked when he saw Walter, who was wearing only a pair of panties and an apron to prevent his clothes from getting smelly.

"At such an age, are you still playing naturalist?"

Unable to figure out the other party's intentions, Walter didn't speak, he looked behind him, and saw Jesse sitting in the car, no missing arms or legs, no traces of being beaten, and his heart was a little calm, waiting for the person to continue to speak.

"It's amazing, you can make that kind of high-end goods here."

Smok glanced at the RV on the side, politely said a few words, and directly explained the intention, "How about following me?" ”

"Of course, as long as you can give me a reasonable price. I'm willing to supply you. ”

After thinking for a while, Walter nodded, he was just starting out, and he wanted to make a lot of money and stop immediately, in this way, as long as the money is enough, who will do it?

"No problem."

Leaning over, Smock took out a bag of rolled bills from the co-pilot's storage box, held it up and displayed it, and said, "You see, money is not a problem, but I have one condition, if you can do it, you can get more money." ”

"Tell me about it."

Walter began to suspect again, and moved a few steps back, close to the door of the RV, ready to see that something was wrong and drive away at any time.

"I want you to help me make a new medicine."

In the car, Lawson, who had been watching Smock's performance, got out of the car, he opened the back door, put Jesse down, and after letting Smock take a good look, he walked forward alone.

"It's not like a good place to talk, so why don't we talk about it in a different place?"

"Let's be right here."

Walter didn't want to take the risk, so he wouldn't go to an unfamiliar place with a stranger, he glanced at the RV, "Why don't we talk in the car?" ”

"It's fine."

Rosen knew why Walter chose to talk in the RV, after all, for a chemistry teacher, there was nothing more reassuring than the bottles and cans in the car full of chemicals.

With a few simple operations, harmless substances will somehow interact with each other to produce a huge amount of energy, which is Walt's greatest confidence.

But Rosen didn't care about this, not to mention that he was not hostile in the first place, he really intended to cooperate, and even if Walter was overly vigilant and sensitive, he could pull out his pistol at the first time and nip the risk in the bud.

"Smock, you take Mr. Pinkman out for a walk, and come back with something to eat."

After taking the big-mouthed, evil-prone Jesse away, Rosen followed Walter to the RV, and after finding a random place to sit down, he took out the formula of the Divine Brain Pill from his arms.