Juvenile Medical God

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

"Yes, Uncle Gang." Tang San's tone is more respectful, because the person sitting is called Tang Zhenggang, and his seniority can also be regarded as Tang San's uncle, and Tang Zhenggang is a member of the Tang Men's lineage.

"Young people, sit." Tang Zhenggang said to Qin Lang.

Qin Lang was not polite, and really sat across 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 did not ask Qin Lang to pour tea, but asked Qin Lang: "So, did you hurt the dog?"

"Dog? Oh, it turned out that the person who was going to assassinate me that day was your son." Qin Lang nodded gently. "If your son really wants to assassinate me that day, the person who hurt him should be me."

"Your cultivation behavior could not have hurt him." Tang Zhenggang said, "Young people, when the grievances are reported, the dogs are now poisoned. 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.

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

"It's okay to leave the antidote, there must be a dream." Qin Lang said quietly, even when facing the people of Tang Men, Qin Lang did not flinch.

"Young people, what do you want?" Tang Zhenggang said with a frown.

Qin Lang didn't 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."

"Young people, the tea made by people in Tangmen, do you dare to drink it?" Tang Zhenggang said something pointedly.

Even Tang San gave Qin Lang a look: the people of Tang Men are proficient in poisoning, which is a well-known thing among the people in the rivers and lakes.Therefore, even if Tangmen invited 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, nor did he 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 delicious."

Tang Zhenggang's eyes flashed a few colors of appreciation, 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 character, so he took the initiative to ask Qin Lang's name.

"My name is Qin Lang." Qin Lang said quietly, "The tea is non-toxic, and people who don't think of Tang Men are good at making tea."

"The people of Tang Men are not only good at hidden weapons and murders." Tang Zhenggang said calmly, "Since the tea has been drunk, don't you know Mr. Xiao's antidote?"

"An antidote can be given. But a cup of tea will change my antidote. I'm afraid it's too simple." Since Tang Zhenggang likes to arrange his music, Qin Lang will also accompany him. Anyway, it's not Qin Lang who died of the poison, but Tang Zhenggang son.

"You know, our Tangmen tea is not so easy to drink." Tang Zhenggang said with a frown. "Besides, you should know that I can make you drink this cup of tea today, which is already giving you face."

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

"Tang Men's face is already big!" Tang Zhenggang stood up sternly, glancing out the window, and then a little cold light flew out of his fingertips, only to hear a whine, the frog that was still noisy just outside was finally Stop talking.

It seemed to be quiet all around.

Tang Zhenggang groaned in his nostrils: "Young people, you should also be in the middle of the rivers and lakes. I believe your teachers should have told you that we in Tangmen are not very easy to provoke!"

"Tangmen's hidden weapon kung fu is good. But killing a frog can't scare me-poison slave, give me!"

As soon as Qin Lang's words came out, Feng Kui, who was originally like dead wood behind him, suddenly moved, and he released a violent breath, which made Tang Zhenggang feel a dangerous thought in his heart. He was about to fight against Feng Kui's. During the raid, Feng Kui actually jumped from the window and directly plunged into the river. After a few splashes, he quickly jumped to the second floor and returned to Qin Lang.

At this time, Feng Kui had water all over his body, but he had a dead frog in his hand.

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

The frog had just died, but his white and tender belly turned blue and black, which was obviously poisoned.

Tang Zhenggang didn't know the intention of Qin Lang's move. When he was wondering, he heard Qin Lang say to Feng Kui: "What is so fresh and delicious, I will reward you with it."

Snapped!

Feng Kui tore off the frog's body and took a nail, and then threw the dead frog directly into his mouth. He chewed 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 more severe. When Feng Kui shot, Tang Zhenggang was already convinced that the "wooden man" next to Qin Lang was actually a good player in the inner realm, and the key is that the old man did not violate Qin Lang's orders at all. Qin Lang let him eat poisoned dead frogs, he didn't mind at all, and he ate it with relish.

In Tang Zhenggang's view, the old man brought by Qin Lang must be a "neuropathy", but normal people often fear lunatics.The fear of lunatics is not limited to ordinary talents, it is also true of martial arts practitioners. Kung fu lunatics are often more terrifying, because such lunatics are not afraid of pain or death, and of course they are very difficult to deal with.

"It's just that this lunatic has just eaten a poisoned frog, won'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 seeing how he eats with relish, where is there a little bit of poisoning? Signs.

Moreover, 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 to eat poisonous snakes and scorpions. Today Occasionally eating a frog can be regarded as a tooth sacrifice. Well, Mr. Tang, do n’t frown anymore, and I do n’t want to continue this esoteric way of talking with you. I ’ll go straight to the point. First, your son As a killer, it is understandable that he wants to kill us because of money and disasters. However, the murderer kills him constantly, so he was injured by me and poisoned, that is also deserved. And you, or you Tangmen, cannot Detoxify him, so I can only turn to outsiders and find me through Tang San. So in my opinion, it is you who have turned to me! "

Tang Zhenggang's face sank.