When Ye Wuque prepared breakfast, it was already seven o'clock in the morning. Qu Baiqiu took care of Jiang Jingbai for a long time last night, so he slept for a while.

After a few people finished their meal, Ye Wuque sent Qu Baiqiu to work, and the task of protecting Jiang Jingbai naturally fell on the little red bird.

Although Ye Wuque was unwilling to admit it, he knew that if he really fought, he would not be the opponent of this strange and perverted little guy. Ye Wuque was relieved to protect Jiang Jingbai by it.

However, the price is a lot of food, but Ye Wuque is not short of money, so it is not a problem to buy some food.

After Ye Wuque sent Qu Baiqiu to Jinyu Media Building, he drove back to school.

He still has something to do, so he can't accompany Qu Baiqiu because he was going to find someone who pushed his desk worth more than 100 kilograms out the window that night.

His identity is found by Jiang Bowen. He is a senior who is a junior who is a health club. Anyway, Ye Wuque didn't remember what kind of club it was after listening to.

Because of the school's adjustment and their club is an unknown small club, the activity room was taken back by the school and moved to the previous classroom where the miscellaneous items were stored. He was cleaning the activity room at that time.

Ye Wuque found the classroom where their class was in class and learned that Bao Tonghua had not gone to class for the past two days, and he had taken sick leave since yesterday.

Ye Wuque went to Bao Tonghua's dormitory to find him.

"Hey? Is it you? What's the reward you promised to give me? Why hasn't it been received yet? If you don't give me the money today, I'll expose you. I think someone should be very interested in knowing your identity."

In the dormitory, Bao Tonghua walked around uneasyly. His face looked a little ugly, and he showed an unhealthy color. His eyes were filled with blood, as if he had not closed his eyes for two or three days.

Bao Tonghuan paused, and listened to the answers on the other end of the phone, his face became even more ugly.

"You don't know your trust. We have already agreed before. I'll take over this matter and give me money. No, you know the other party's identity. Yesterday I saw a man in black following me, and they are about to attack me."

Bao Tonghua's voice became a little sharper, and he said angrily: "I may be in trouble this time, so I hope you don't break your promise. I'm not going to die soon, and you promised me that you must not lose a penny, absolutely not.

If you don't give me, be careful I will report you. I will do what I say. Anyway, I am already a dying person. If I force myself to do anything.

I know that you will definitely get more than this amount of money. If you give me the original amount of money you promised to give me, I will take on this matter. Even if I die, I will never give your identity."

Well, there is something wrong with this. Bao Tonghua is just a scapegoat, not what he did.

Ye Wuque was already outside Bao Tonghua's dormitory door at this moment. He gathered his skills and Bao Tonghua's words fell into his ears. But the words on the other end of the phone were too small and he couldn't hear them.

"Don't shirk it anymore. I'll say it again. No penny can be left behind. My life is worthless, but your life is really valuable. You can think clearly about it yourself."

This was the last sentence Bao Tonghua said. After that, Bao Tonghua hung up the phone, leaving only heavy footsteps intermittently.

Bao Tonghua was very panicked and heavy at this moment. In addition, Ye Wuque could probably guess what he had said soon after.

Alas, another poor person.

Ye Wuque sighed, reached out and held the door handle. With an internal force, he opened the door with a slight twist.

This time, he did not twist the door handle like he did when dealing with Tang Anyi before, but chose a relatively gentle method. After all, this is the school’s centralized dormitory building. Besides, Bao Tonghua inside was seriously ill, which was not good to be frightened.

The sound of the door lock being unscrewed came. Bao Tonghua took back his phone, frowned, and looked outside the door. It was said that there would be classes now, and no one would come.

Fenghai University has a relatively heavy academic performance, and students dare not skip classes easily.

"Who are you?" Bao Tonghua was stunned when he saw someone he didn't know, suddenly was startled, and screamed: "How did you come in? What do you want to do?"

Ye Wuque had a kind smile on his face. He turned around slowly and closed the door, but this action made Bao Tonghua feel more and more frightened.

Bao Tonghua opened his bed and pulled out a controlled knife from under the pillow. He shrank into the corner beside the bed. He raised the controlled knife with both hands to his body, and his voice was trembling: "What do you want to do? Don't come over, otherwise don't blame me for being polite."

Ye Wuque spread his hands and looked at Bao Tonghua who was so nervous that he was sweating on his forehead. He knew that this guy had absolutely no ghost in his heart.

He raised his eyebrows, took out a pack of cigarette from his pocket and pulled out one and lit it himself: "Senior Bao Tonghua, right? Don't be nervous. I'm here today, I'm not trying to do anything to you, I just want to prove something."

Ye Wuque shook the cigarette in Bao Tonghua and vomited a cigarette ring: "Do you smoke? Do you want to have one? Put down the knife first, I'm afraid you will hurt yourself. Don't worry, I heard it. It's not yours, I won't do anything to you. As for my identity, you should know, right?"

Bao Tonghua looked at Ye Wuque and his face changed a lot: "You are the one who was hit by the desk? I'm sorry, I should have asked you to apologize before, but I was scared that day. I was in poor health and fell ill, so I didn't go to see you.

I'm sorry, it's all my fault that I accidentally got my desk down and hit you. Now I feel relieved when I see you are safe and sound, I'm sorry."

As he said that, Bao Tonghua slowly withdrew the controlled knives in his hand and bowed deeply to Ye Wuque.

Ye Wuque didn't say anything. He walked over, pulled a chair and sat down steadily. He then took out a cigarette and threw it to Bao Tonghua, who was full of vigilance and nervousness in the corner, and said: "It's better to smoke a cigarette to suppress his shock, don't be so nervous!"

Bao Tonghua's Adam's apple rolled up and down obviously, and his lips were a little dry and cracked.

Bao Tonghua trembled and put the cigarette into his mouth, took out the lighter from his pocket and lit it, took a few sips, and smiled bitterly: "I really didn't expect that the best cigarette I smoke in my life is this kind of taste, under this situation."

After saying that, he seemed to realize what he had missed. His eyes flashed a few times in panic, and he closed his mouth and continued to smoke in silence.

Ye Wuque didn't say anything. He had already smelled it. There was a very strange smell on Bao Tonghua's body. The smell was very strange and difficult to describe, but it exuded a strong sense of death.

This was not something that Ye Wuque had gathered his skills to smell, but was smelled with ordinary sense of smell. It was obvious that Bao Tonghua had suffered from serious illness and had reached a terminal state of illness.
Chapter completed!