Juvenile Medical God

Chapter 323: Tang Zhenggang

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The middle-aged man frowned, but he didn't kill the frog, his eyes fell on Tang San: "Little San, is this your friend?"

"Yes, Uncle Gang." Tang San's tone was more respectful, because the person sitting there was named Tang Zhenggang, and he could be regarded as Tang San's uncle in terms of seniority, and Tang Zhenggang was a direct descendant of Tang Sect.

"Young man, sit down." Tang Zhenggang said to Qin Lang.

Qin Lang was not polite, and he really sat down opposite Tang Zhenggang.

Tang San was a junior, so he was naturally embarrassed to sit down in front of Tang Zhenggang.

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

"Dog? Oh, so the person who was going to assassinate me that day was your son." Qin Lang nodded slightly, "If your son really wanted to assassinate me that day, then the person who injured him should be me."

"Your cultivation base can't hurt him." Tang Zhenggang said, "Young man, when is it time to repay the injustice? Now the dog has been poisoned by a strange poison. I believe you should have an antidote."

"There is an antidote." Qin Lang nodded.

"Where is the antidote?" Tang Zhenggang asked.

"On me." Qin Lang said.

"Then, please leave the antidote." Tang Zhenggang said.

"It's okay to leave the antidote, there must be a dream explanation." Qin Lang said calmly, even in the face of people from the Tang Sect, Qin Lang did not flinch in the slightest.

"Young man, what do you want to say?" Tang Zhenggang frowned.

Qin Lang didn't answer immediately, but picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and said mockingly: "No one pours tea, I can only drink it myself."

"Young man, do you dare to drink the tea brewed by people from the Tang Sect?" Tang Zhenggang said with a hint of meaning.

Even Tang San gave Qin Lang a wink: Tang Sect people are proficient in poisoning, this is a well-known thing in the world. Therefore, even if people from the Tang Sect invite people to drink tea, I am afraid no one will dare to drink it. Who is not afraid of being poisoned!

Qin Lang didn't hesitate, and didn't answer Tang Zhenggang's words, but directly drank the tea in front of him, and said: "The tea is not considered good tea, but it tastes very good."

Tang Zhenggang's eyes flashed with admiration, and he nodded slightly: "Young people with courage are rare, young people, your name is high."

It wasn't until Qin Lang drank this cup of tea that Tang Zheng really regarded Qin Lang as the number one person just now, so he took the initiative to ask Qin Lang's name.

"My name is Qin Lang." Qin Lang said calmly, "The tea is non-toxic. It is unexpected that people from the Tang Sect are good at making tea."

"Tang Sect people are not only good at concealed weapons and murder." Tang Zhenggang said calmly, "Since the tea has been drunk, don't you know the antidote for Mr. Xiao?"

"The antidote can be given. But I have to exchange a cup of tea for my antidote. I'm afraid it's too simple." Since Tang Zhenggang likes to show off, Qin Lang will accompany him to show off. Anyway, it will not be Qin Lang who died of the poison, but Tang Zhenggang's. son.

"You have to know that our Tang Sect's tea is not so easy to drink." Tang Zhenggang said with a frown, "Besides, you should know that I'm giving you face by allowing you to drink this cup of tea today."

"Give me face?" Qin Lang's tone became a little cold, "If this is considered to be giving face, then Tangmen's face, or your face is too big!"

"The face of the Tang Sect is already great!" Tang Zhenggang stood up suddenly, glanced out of the window, and then a cold light flew out from his fingertips, and only heard a whoosh, the frog that was still outside just now finally Don't shut up.

The surroundings seemed to be quiet all of a sudden.

Tang Zhenggang let out a soft snort from his nostrils: "Young man, you must be a member of Jianghu, I believe your master should have told you that we Tangmen are not easy to mess with!"

"Tang Clan's concealed weapon skills are good. But killing a frog won't scare me—Poison Slave, give it to me!"

As soon as Qin Lang's words came out, Feng Kui, who was originally like a dead wood behind him, suddenly moved, releasing a violent aura from his whole body, which made Tang Zhenggang's mind not help but a dangerous thought, and he was about to attack Feng Kui's attack. Surprised, but saw that Feng Kui actually jumped from the window and directly plunged into the river. After a few thumps, he quickly jumped up to the second floor and returned to behind Qin Lang.

At this time, Feng Kui was covered in water, but he was holding a dead frog in his hand.

There was a nail about three or four centimeters long inserted into the frog's body.

This frog had just died, but its white and tender belly had turned blue and black, obviously poisoned.

Tang Zhenggang didn't know the intention of Qin Lang's move, and when he was wondering, he heard Qin Lang say to Feng Kui: "I will reward you for enjoying such a fresh and delicious thing."

Snapped!

Feng Kui tore off a nail on the top of the frog's corpse, then threw the dead frog into his mouth, and chewed it as if he was eating some peerless delicacy.

Seeing this scene, the two youths standing next to Tang Zhenggang could hardly stand it anymore, their faces were quite ugly, and one of them even started to retch.

Tang Zhenggang frowned even more. When Feng Kui made a move, Tang Zhengang was already convinced that the "wooden man" next to Qin Lang was actually a master in the realm of internal energy, and the key point was that this old man did not disobey Qin Lang's orders at all, even He didn't mind Qin Lang letting him eat poisoned dead frogs, and he ate them with gusto.

In Tang Zhenggang's view, the old man brought by Qin Lang must be a "crazy person", but normal people are often afraid of madmen. Fear of lunatics is not only common to ordinary people, even martial arts practitioners are also like this, and lunatics who know kung fu are often more terrifying, because this kind of lunatics are not afraid of pain or death, of course they are very difficult to deal with.

"It's just that this lunatic just ate a poisoned frog, wouldn't he be poisoned?" Tang Zhenggang muttered in his heart, logically speaking, the old man in front of him should be poisoned, but seeing how he ate with great relish, there was no trace of poisoning. sign.

What's more, Qin Lang's next words quickly confirmed Tang Zhenggang's guess: "My old servant likes to eat some strange things. He thinks they are more delicious than delicacies from mountains and seas. Usually, he likes to eat poisonous snakes and scorpions. Today Eating a frog once in a while is considered a teeth-beating sacrifice. Well, Mr. Tang, don’t frown anymore, and I don’t want to continue this kind of esoteric conversation with you. I’ll just cut to the chase. First of all, your son As a killer, it is understandable that he wants to kill us because he receives people's money and people to eliminate disasters. However, the killer keeps killing him, so he was injured by me and poisoned, and he deserves it. But you, or you Tangmen, cannot To detoxify him, so I can only turn to outsiders for help, and found me through Tang San. So in my opinion, it is you who asked for me!"

Tang Zhenggang's face darkened.