Juvenile Medical God

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

"Yes, just uncle." Tang San's tone is more respectful, because the person sitting is called Tang Zhenggang, and the seniority is also the uncle of Tang San, and Tang Zhenggang is a person of Tangmen.

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

Qin Lang was not polite, and he sat across from Tang Zhenggang.

Tang San is a younger generation, 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, you injured the dog?"

"Dog? Hey, the man who was going to assassinate me that day is your son." Qin Lang nodded gently. "If your son really wants to assassinate me that day, then the person who injured him should be me."

"Your cultivation is, I couldn't hurt him." Tang Zhenggang said, "When young people, when the time is reported, the dog is now in a strange poison. I believe you should have antidote."

"There is an antidote." Qin Lang nodded.

"Where is the antidote?" Tang Zhenggang asked.

"My body." Qin Lang said.

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

"It’s OK to leave the antidote. You have to have a dream." Qin Lang said calmly, even if he was facing Tangmen, Qin Lang did not retreat.

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

Qin Lang did not answer immediately, but picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea. He said with self-deprecation: "No one is pouring tea, I can only drink myself."

"Young people, tea in the Tangmen, do you dare to drink?" Tang Zhenggang's words are pointed out.

Even Tang San, he also gave Qin Lang a look: Tangmen people are proficient in poisoning, this is a well-known thing in the rivers and lakes. Therefore, even if people in Tangmen invite people to drink tea, I am afraid that no one dares to drink, who is not afraid of poisoning!

Qin Lang did not hesitate, did not answer Tang Zhenggang's words, but directly drank the tea in front of him, and then said: "Tea is not a good tea, but it tastes very good."

In the eyes of Tang Zhenggang, there are a few colors of appreciation, and a slight decapitation: "The young people who have the courage to know are rare. Young people, you have a high name."

Until Qin Lang drank this cup of tea, Tang Zheng just 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 calmly, "Tea is not poisonous. People who can't think of Tangmen are better at making tea."

"Tangmen people are not only good at stealth and killing." Tang Zhenggang said calmly, "Since tea has already been drunk, don'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 play, Qin Lang will accompany him to explain, anyway, it is not Qin Lang, but Tang Zhenggang’s son.

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

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

"Tangmen's face is already big!" Tang Zhenggang stood up and looked out of the window, then a little cold light flew out from his fingertips, only heard a bang, the frog that was still noisy outside finally Don't kill it.

It seemed to be quiet all around.

Tang Zhenggang gave a scorn in the nostrils: "You should be a young man in the river, I believe that your teacher should tell you that we are not very good at it!"

"Tangmen's hidden weapon is good. But killing a frog is not enough to scare me - poison slave, give it to me!"

When Qin Lang’s words came out, Feng Kui, who was originally behind the dead wood, suddenly moved up and released a violent breath, which made Tang Zhenggang’s heart unable to give birth to a dangerous idea. He was about to fight against Feng Kui’s. After the raid, he saw that Feng Kui actually jumped from the window and directly plunged into the river. After a few strokes, he quickly fell on the second floor and returned to Qinlang.

At this time, Feng Kui, the whole body is water, but he has a dead frog in his hand.

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

The frog just died, but the white and tender belly turned green and black, apparently poisoned.

Tang Zhenggang did not know the intention of Qin Lang's move. When he was wondering, he heard Qin Lang say to Feng Kui: "So fresh and delicious things will be enjoyed for you."

Snapped!

Feng Kui pulled off a nail on the frog's body and then directly dropped the dead frog into his mouth and chewed it up like he was eating something delicious.

Seeing this scene, the two young people standing next to Tang Zhenggang couldn't stand it anymore, his face was quite ugly, and one of them even began to retching.

Tang Zhenggang's brow wrinkled even more. When Feng Kui shot, Tang Zhenggang was already convinced that the "wood man" next to Qin Lang was actually a good hand in the realm of the realm, and the key is that this old man did not violate the command of Qin Lang, even Qin Lang let him eat poisoned dead frogs, he did not mind, and still eat with relish.

In Tang Zhenggang's view, the old man brought by Qin Lang must be a "neuropathy", but normal people tend to fear the madman. The fear of madmen is not only the ordinary talents, but also the martial arts, and the madmen who work hard are often more terrible, because this madman is not afraid of pain, not afraid of death, of course, it is very difficult.

"Just, this madman just ate a poisoned frog, wouldn't he be poisoned?" Tang Zhenggang said in his heart, it is reasonable to say that the old man in front should be poisoned, but see that he eats with gusto, where there is a little poisoning. Signs.

Moreover, Qin Lang’s words quickly confirmed Tang Zhenggang’s speculation: “My old servant likes to eat some weird things. He feels better than Shanzhen’s seafood. In normal times, he likes to eat snakes, scorpions or something, today. Occasionally eating a frog is also a tooth-scratch. Well, Mr. Tang, don’t frown any more, and I don’t want to continue this esoteric conversation with you. I will just open the door. First, your son As a killer, it is understandable that he wants to kill people with money and people. However, the murderer will kill him, so he was hurt by me and poisoned, and that is also a deserved. And you, or you, Tangmen, can’t Detoxification for him, so I can only turn to outsiders and find me through Tang San. So in my opinion, you are asking for me!"

Tang Zhenggang’s face sank.