Juvenile Medical God Chapter 323: Tang Zhenggang

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The middle-aged man wrinkled the frowned head, but did not kill the frog. His eyes fell on Tang San: "Little San, is this your friend?"

"Yes, Uncle Gāng." Tang San's tone is more respectful, because the person sitting is called Tang Zhenggang, and his seniority can also be regarded as Martial Uncle of Tang San, and Tang Zhenggang is a Tang Sect descendant.

"Youngster, sit." Tang Zhenggang said to Qin Lang.

Qin Lang is not polite, as expected sits across from Tang Zhenggang with great care.

Tang San is a junior, naturally embarrassed to sit down in front of Tang Zhenggang.

After sitting down, Tang Zhenggang didn't let people pour tea for Qin Lang, but asked Qin Lang: "So, did you hurt the dog?"

"Canine? Oh, the person who was going to assassinate me that day was your son." Qin Lang nodded gently. "If your son really wanted to assassinate me that day, the one who hurt him should be me." "

"Your cultivation base could not have hurt him." Tang Zhenggang said, "Youngster, when is the grievance reported, the dog is now in strange poison, I believe you should have antidote."

"There is antidote." Qin Lang nodded.

"Where is antidote?" Tang Zhenggang asked.

"On me." Qin Lang said.

"So, please leave antidote." Tang Zhenggang said.

"It ’s okay to leave antidote, there must be a dream statement." Qin Lang said calmly, even if faced with Tang Sect, Qin Lang did not flinch.

"Youngster, what do you want?" Tang Zhenggang frowned said.

Qin Lang did not answer immediately, but picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea. He laughed and said, "No one pours tea, I can only drink it myself."

"Youngster, tea made by people in Tang Sect, do you dare to drink it?" Tang Zhenggang's words pointed out.

Even if it is Tang San, it has a look at Qin Lang: Tang Sect people are proficient in poisoning, which is a well-known thing in Jianghu. Therefore, even if the people of Tang Sect invite people to drink tea, I am afraid that no one would dare to drink, who is not afraid of poisoning!

Qin Lang did not hesitate and did not answer Tang Zhenggang ’s words. Instead, he drank the tea in front of him, and then said, “Tea is not good tea, but it tastes so good.”

In the eyes of Tang Zhenggang, there are a few glances of appreciative color, and nodded slightly: "The courageous Youngster is rare, young people, you have a high surname."

Until Qin Lang drank this cup of tea, Tang Zhenggang really regarded Qin Lang as the number one character, so he took the initiative to ask the name of Qin Lang.

"My name is Qin Lang." Qin Lang said quietly, "Tea Nihility Poison, people who ca n’t think of Tang Sect are good at making tea."

"The people of Tang Sect are not only good at hidden weapon and murder." Tang Zhenggang said calmly, "Since the tea has been drunk, do n’t you know Mr. Xiao ’s antidote?"

"antidote can be given. But a cup of tea will change my antidote, I am afraid it is too simple." Since Tang Zhenggang likes to arrange the spectrum, Qin Lang will accompany him to arrange the spectrum, anyway, it is not Qin Lang but Tang Zhenggang Son.

"You need to know that our Tang Sect tea is not so easy to drink." Tang Zhenggang frowned said, "Moreover, you should know that I can let you drink this cup of tea today, it is already giving you face."

"Give me a face?" Qin Lang's tone became a bit cold. "If this is a face, then Tang Sect's face, or your face is too big!"

"Tang Sect's face is already big!" Tang Zhenggang Huo Di stood up and glanced out the window, and then a little cold light flew out of his fingertips, only to hear the whine, the one who was still noisy just outside The frog finally stopped talking.

It seems to be quiet all around.

Tang Zhenggang made a soft hum in the nostrils: "Youngster, you should also be Jianghu, I believe your Sect should have told you, we Tang Sect people are not very easy to provoke it!"

"The hidden weapon Cultivating Merit (effort) of Tang Sect is good. But killing a Tian Ji cannot scare me-Poison Slave, give me!"

As soon as Qin Lang's words came out, Feng Kui, which was the same as dead wood behind him, suddenly moved, releasing a breath of berserk, which made Tang Zhenggang feel a dangerous thought in his heart. He was planning to resist the surprise attack of Feng Kui by take action. But I saw that Feng Kui actually jumped from the window and directly plunged into the river. After a few splashes, he quickly jumped into 2nd Floor and returned to Qin Lang.

The Feng Kui at this time is full of water, but he has a dead frog in his hand.

The frog has a nail about three or four centimeters long.

This frog has just died, but Bai Nen ’s belly has turned into green black, which is obviously poisoned.

Tang Zhenggang did not know the purpose of Qin Lang's move, but when wondering, he heard Qin Lang saying to Feng Kui: "This kind of fresh and delicious things will be rewarded to you."

Pap!

Feng Kui pulled off a nail on the frog ’s body, and then threw the dead frog directly into his mouth, chewing it up like he was eating something delicious.

Seeing this scene, the two young people standing next to Tang Zhenggang could not bear it anymore, their faces were rather ugly, and one of them even started to get sick.

Tang Zhenggang ’s brows were even worse. When Feng Kui take action, Tang Zhenggang was already convinced that the "wooden man" next to Qin Lang was actually a good Inner Breath Realm, and the key is that the old man did not violate Qin Lang ’s orders at all, even Qin Lang He didn't mind the poisoned dead frog, and he ate it with relish.

In the eyes of Tang Zhenggang, the old man brought by Qin Lang is definitely a "neuropathy", but normal people often fear lunatics. The fear of lunatics is not limited to ordinary talents, it is the same with Martial Artist, and lunatics with Cultivating Merit (effort) are often more terrible, because such lunatics are not afraid of pain or death, of course, it is very difficult to tangle.

"It's just that this maniac just ate a poisoned frog, wouldn't he be poisoned?" Tang Zhenggang whispered in his heart, it stands to reason that the old man in front of him should be poisoned, but look at how he eats with relish. There is a slight sign of poisoning.

Furthermore, Qin Lang's subsequent words quickly confirmed Tang Zhenggang's guess: "My old servant likes to eat something weird. He thinks it is more delicious than Shanzhen. He usually likes poisonous snakes, Scorpion, etc. Yes, I occasionally eat a frog today, which is considered a tooth sacrifice. Well, Mr. Tang, do n’t stop frowned. I do n’t want to continue this profound conversation with you. I ’ll go straight to the point. First Your son, as Assassin, suffers from money and disasters, and it ’s okay for him to kill us. However, the murderer kills him constantly, so he was injured and poisoned by me, and that ’s what he deserves. And you, or you Tang Sect , Can't detox him, so I can only turn to outsiders and find me through Tang San. So in my opinion, you have to ask me! "

Tang Zhenggang's complexion sank.