Juvenile Medical God

"Rely! I thought you wanted me to bow down with the core disciples." Qin Lang snorted.

"When will I ask Qin to give him a low head and admit his mistake! I just said that this stupidity is a core disciple. It is also a bit of influence in Tangmen. Now that you and Lu Qingshan don't want to have extra-budgets, then stabilize him first. Avoid talking to Tangmen! Rub, your understanding is too bad!" Tang San squatted and re-started the car.

After repeated fires several times, the car finally re-drives.

"For Tang San, what is the standard of your core disciples in Tangmen?" Qin Lang asked, "Is it in accordance with the relationship between bloodlines and ability?"

"You should probably know that both people in Tangmen are surnamed Tang, right?" Tang said. "In fact, not all Tangmen disciples are surnamed Tang, but after they officially joined Tangmen, these people All of them must change their surname to 'Tang', so the people in Tangmen are surnamed Tang. However, some people, the ancestors of all generations are named Tang, and they are even the pedigree of Tangmen. These people’s influence in Tangmen is definitely better than others. People are big, so it is relatively easy for their children and grandchildren to become core disciples. Others, whether they can become core disciples, mainly look at the talents and cultivations of kung fu and hidden weapons. For example, if kung fu can reach the inner realm, then It will inevitably be absorbed as a core member; if it can become an A-level killer in the international killer organization, it will be absorbed as a core member."

"It's no wonder that your kid wants to hit the A-level killer. You want to be a core member of Tangmen!" Qin Lang understands why Tang San was so concerned about wanting to become an A-level and S-class killer. It was originally because of "core members." "This identity.

"No." Tang San shook his head. "I want to be a disciple!"

Bang!

At this time, a thunder in the sky sounded.

Thunder is rolling! Rolling the sky thunder!

Qin Lang did not expect that Tang San’s dream was to become a true disciple of Tangmen. This made him wonder, is the word “true disciple” so attractive?

"Do you want to be the gatekeeper of Tangmen?" Qin Lang asked. "If you have this idea, I absolutely support it."

"No." Tang San shook his head. "The doormen of Tangmen are often the true disciples of the Tangmen pedigree. Even if we become true disciples, it is difficult to become the gatekeeper of Tangmen. Of course. It is not completely impossible. However, I don't want to be the gatekeeper of Tangmen. I just want to be a true disciple and learn the best of Tangmen's kung fu and hidden weapon. Then I have the chance to become the world's top killer. ”

"So, your dream is to become the world's top killer?"

"That is." Tang San said, "The doorkeeper of Tangmen sounds prestige, but I don't think it means much. Tangmen is the murderer of the killer. After doing the doorkeeper, I have to be irritated by many trivial things all the time. When a super killer is comfortable, as the world's top killer, wandering around the world, challenging all kinds of extreme killer missions, and competing with all kinds of masters, this feeling is cool! Of course, every time you challenge the ultimate mission, you must play a top level. Interracial beauty, this is called life!"

"Your life goal is too much like a movie." Qin Lang smiled. "The agent in the Hollywood blockbuster is the day you are. But it is a special agent, not a killer."

"The essence of the agent is the killer." Tang San said with no doubt, "The difference is that they are the killers hired by the government."

"You have to say that, that's right!" Qin Lang nodded and said, "Yes, where are we going now?"

“It’s coming, it’s at Qinghe Resort.” Tang San explained, “This is also a contact point for Tangmen.”

“Hey, it’s not far from the Jinxiu Forest Community, or go there first.” Qin Lang asked Tang San to go to the Jinxiu Forest Community and then load Feng Kui into the car.

However, Qin Lang put a hat on Feng Kui, lest people see his face like a zombie.

Today, Feng Kui has completely turned into a poisonous slave. After losing his own consciousness, Feng Kui’s attack power is even more overbearing, because the toxins of the ghost squid penetrate into the body of Feng Kui, the deep bone marrow, Even the deep pain of the soul has fully stimulated Feng Kui’s physical potential. Together with the auxiliary stimulation of the five poison needles, Feng Kui’s body’s brute force and vitality have been stimulated, making this a purely violent Walking dead, once you receive the command of the attack, this will show a very amazing lethality!

It can be said that Feng Kui’s real strength has reached the peak of the inner realm. Even if Hou Kuiyun’s father is fully committed, he may not be Feng Kui’s opponent. Even if it is above the inner realm, the kung fu power of the realm of Tong Xuan will not be able to kill Feng Kui. Because Feng Kui now has not only Kung Fu, but also poison!

The reason why Qin Lang wants to bring Feng Kui is also to strengthen his right to speak.

Since it is necessary to meet with the core members of Tangmen, Qin Lang certainly cannot weaken the momentum.

The strength of a person is inevitably proportional to the strength of his hand.

Qinghe Resort is only a few kilometers away from Jinxiu Forest Community. The so-called resort is actually a relatively large-scale farmhouse. It is famous for its fresh river. Every weekend, many people come here for leisure and holiday, fishing and eating.

It’s not a weekend, it’s raining, so there’s basically no business at the moment.

Tang San drove into the resort and parked the car underneath a Chinese loft near the river.

Immediately after stopping the car, two waiters wearing red cheongsams opened their umbrellas for Qin Lang and Tang San, and they both went upstairs.

Feng Kui, he is just a walking dead that has lost his subjective consciousness, so he just walked silently and behind the Qinlang, and walked toward the attic.

On the second floor of the attic, Qin Lang saw that the water in the river had begun to become muddy, and the water surface had risen. Several frogs in the river were screaming cheerfully, but with the sound of “嗖嗖~” The screams of these frogs disappeared. Qin Lang knew that these frogs were "destroying".

Qin Lang could not help but feel sad for these frogs.

The people in Tangmen probably wanted to give Qin Lang a horse, and as a result, these innocent frogs suffered innocent disasters.

Qin Lang strode forward and pushed the door of the second floor room.

The room was very wide, with a black wooden round table in the middle. A middle-aged man in a black Tang suit was sitting next to the round table. He was drinking tea leisurely. He stood next to two young men in black suits.

Hey! ~

At this time, there was a frog cry outside the window.