After tracking more than ten meters, Charlotte saw a machete that fell to the ground, and the blade face was covered with blood.

It should be Gus' blood, and for middle-aged people like Walter who lack exercise and are suffering from terminal illness, they have limited physical strength.

He had already done his best to chop off Gus's hand with a machete, so he threw away the knife not long after running away.

As Charlotte analyzed, Walter, half a mile away, gasped in a hurry.

He regretted it a little, regretted coming to this ghost place with Gus, and regret introducing Jesse to Gus.

If nothing happened to Jesse, he should still be listening to music in the laundry factory and making poison!

It would be useless to think about this now. He had to figure out how to return to Albuquerque after leaving this jungle.

Walter's liberal arts is not very good. He never got a Spanish when he was in school, but he should be able to communicate with these Mexicans.

It would be impossible to go back to Albuquerque by normal methods. He had to find the local snake head and smuggle back with the Mexicans who wanted to pursue the American dream.

If he had money, he only had a few hundred dollars left, which should not be enough to pay for the smuggled ticket, but fortunately he carried a pound of amphetamine with him.

One ounce should be enough!

It is hard to say whether the snake heads from other countries are willing to use drugs to get the tickets, but the snake heads in Mexico will definitely eat this product, so Walter doesn't have to worry.

As for whether they will eat black, Walter said he is ready.

Walter, who has completely turned black, even dared to kill people, let alone these small scenes. If they really dare to be evil and eat bad things, he will definitely teach them to be a new person!

It seems that nothing is wrong when a teacher teaches people?

But these were just Walter's ideas, and he didn't know that there was a very difficult opponent behind him.

Half a mile was just a short while for Charlotte, and soon he saw a figure "walking slowly" in the dark.

Yes, Walter, who felt temporarily out of danger, could no longer run, and he could only rely on his way.

"Da~~"

Charlotte pulled the trigger upwards and fired a bullet directly. The sudden gunfire made Walter stop and even breathing stopped.

Feeling his stiff body, Walter found that he was not shot.

"Walter, I've caught you!"

Charlotte's devilish voice rang behind Walter, and his fear of the bullet made him turn around with difficulty.

"You, you're Sherlock, the detective from Boston?"

Walter saw Charlotte's face clearly and the gun in his hand.

"I'm glad you still remember me, but I'll ask you to cooperate next. I don't want to kill you!"

Charlotte said as he took off his handcuffs from his back. In his sight, Walter still had a pair of blood-stained handcuffs on his hands, which reminded Charlotte all the time that this was a dangerous guy.

In the past, Walter White was harmless, but now he has completely turned black and will be ruined if he is not careful.

Just as Charlotte thought so, Walter moved!

"Don't move!"

Charlotte warned sharply, only to see Walter pulling out a pack of blue crystals from his pocket.

Amphetamine? What is Walter going to do? Bribery him?

Three questions appeared in Charlotte's mind.

"Hey, don't be nervous, I just want to make a deal with you!"

Walter swallowed and continued, "I have a pound of amphetamines here. You should know the purity. Now I give it to you. How about you pretend you didn't see me today?"

It was indeed a bribe, and the amount of the bribe was not low.

The unit price of amphetamines is already very high, not to mention this kind of high-purity tight product. The retail price of a pound here in Boston and New York can be at least 50,000 yuan, but is Charlotte a shortage of money?

Well, Charlotte is indeed a little poor, but he can't take this kind of money. The d2-d2-kun worth hundreds of thousands of dollars was scattered into the sea by him. Walter wanted to buy Charlotte, which was considered to be the wrong person.

"Walter, have you not awakened yet? You shouldn't have made drugs from the beginning!"

"It's too late! I didn't sell those shares at the beginning, so I didn't have as many troubles today!"

Seeing that Charlotte was unwilling to trade, Walter roared.

Do you really think he is willing to make drugs? If he hadn't suffered from a terminal illness, he would have been like this in his life, but life has forced him into a desperate situation.

Charlotte was not clear about the shares that Walter mentioned. He only knew that he could not waste his time anymore and he had to handcuff Walter.

Charlotte raised his gun and continued to move forward.

"Don't come over!"

Seeing that Charlotte was still approaching, Walter became even more excited, and he tore open the plastic bag of amphetamine in his hand.

What is this to do? Sprinkle amphetamines as lime?

Charlotte expressed confusion about Walter's actions, but he knew he had to stop Walter.

After a while, Charlotte rushed forward.

"Boom~~"

The flames exploded, and the violent explosions directly rang through the entire jungle. Countless birds returning to their nests and rested were frightened and all flew into the sky.

Two miles away, Hank and Yorant also heard it, looking at each other without knowing what was going on.

Charlotte didn't know either. Just as he was about to pounce on Walter, the old guy took out a blue crystal from the bag of Affiliate's life.

This book is nothing, but he threw it hard on the ground.

The fire exploded, and then he was blown away.

Everything that was almost as fast as Charlotte's 15 o'clock had no time to react. If it was just a grenade, he felt that he was fully capable of picking it up and throwing it out before it exploded, but he was completely powerless to do anything about this ghost thing!

"Bang~~"

It fell heavily to the ground, and Charlotte beat more than a dozen before stopping.

"Ahem~~"

Charlotte coughed and supported her upper body, but saw that he was in a mess all over, with a pungent smell outside the burning marks.

Fortunately, there are no parts missing except for some tinnitus.

After glanced at his state, he saw that his life had fallen below 80% at this moment, and Charlotte was in a minor injury.

I have to say that Walter, a doctor of chemistry, is really a devil. He can't help but make poisons and makes explosives. A small piece blows him away. Wouldn't he explode him into the sky if there are more?

But then he would die, and Walter obviously didn't want to die yet, so he didn't use the lethal dose at all.

"Ahem~~"

Walter coughed and ran into the depths of the jungle, and he was not in good condition at this moment.

Although he was not in the explosion center, he was still affected, but fortunately he finally got rid of the difficult detective.
Chapter completed!