Juvenile Medical God - Chapter 321

Qin Lang always thought that this time against Ye Zhongjun's actions was perfect, so that he even had some complacency and felt that he had the potential to be a professional killer. Even Tang San thought so, but did not expect Tao Ruoxiang to actually take this perfect action from Qin Lang. "I found an obvious loophole."

However, when Qin Lang saw this loophole analyzed by Tao Ruoxiang, he had to admit that this is indeed a relatively obvious loophole, or a flaw. Of course, Qin Lang is not too worried, because ordinary police are hard to detect the existence of this loophole, and the key is that Ye Zhongjun’s madness is that Ye’s attitude must be “the ugliness of the family”, so since Ye’s people are I don't think this is a murder. How can the police find nothing to do?

The most important thing is that even if you know that this may cause the attention of the police or the six doors, Qin Lang can't do it.

People like Ye Zhongjun are not dead!

From the office of Tao Ruoxiang, Qin Lang’s state of mind has become a little weird. It may be because soon after thinking that Tao teacher will become a “pottery police officer”, this is not because Qin Lang is a staunch supporter of teachers and students. But Qin Lang is afraid that one day Tao Ruoxiang will stand on his opposite side.

One day, Tao Ruoxiang became a policeman, and Qin Lang is still a river and lake person, or a black. The opposition of identity is likely to bring about the opposition of positions.

In the future, Qin Lang felt some repression, and when it was so, the dark clouds that were gathering overhead.

For Xiayang City, although it is only in May, it has entered the summer. The summer weather is naturally erratic. It was still clear in the morning, but it was already clouded at the moment, indicating a thunderstorm is coming.

In this kind of weather, Qin Lang didn't want to go anywhere. He felt that sitting in the classroom and enjoying the thunder and lightning outside the window, the scene of heavy rain should be a kind of enjoyment.

But unfortunately, Qin Lang did not get such an opportunity, because Tang San called to find Qin Lang.

Tang San is looking for Qin Lang, naturally for one thing:

The one who tried to kill Qin Lang’s Tangmen killer.

As Qin Lang suspected, the “logistics department” of Tangmen, or the “health department” of Tangmen, could not be the poison of the one of the Tangmen killers, so he could only turn to others.

After all, Tang San is a Chinese in Tangmen. Naturally, he got the news for the first time.

"I have said it already, this is to give you a favor." Qin Lang said to Tang San, "Well, it is yours, I will give you the antidote. You can do this little thing."

"Brothers... This is not a small matter!" Tang Sangan coughed. "You may not know, this time the poisoned person, but our core disciple of Tangmen is different!"

"Core disciples? Are you not a core disciple?" Qin Lang said, "With your current kung fu and talent, how should you enter the core disciples?"

"This...when we meet and talk about it again?" Tang San seems to find it difficult to say a word. "In short, you bring the antidote to the school gate and wait, I will be there soon."

After that, Tang San hangs up the phone.

Core disciple?

Qin Lang chuckled, thinking that the core disciple is equivalent to the "seed students" in many middle schools now?

But think carefully, Qin Lang seems to have an identity, called "true disciple." If the poison sect is not declining, his true discipleship status should be more prestige, because the true disciple is often a disciple of the lord of the poison sect, or a disciple of the sect of the sect, can be called a "true disciple", and only True disciples are qualified to compete for the position of the sovereign.

Regrettably, the poison sect has now fallen, so Qin Lang’s true disciple is not a bit majestic; but on the other hand, Qin Lang does not have to worry about someone arguing with him for the position of the lord.

Qin Lang does not care whether it is the ordinary disciple of Tangmen or the core disciple. In fact, even if he hit the door of Tangmen, Qin Lang did not care much. Hey, this is still a bit exaggerated. If you really offend the door of Tangmen, Qin Lang will still worry.

Although he didn't care, Qin Lang still went to the school gate, because Tang San wanted Qin Lang to go with him, and there must be his reason.

When Qin Lang sat in the broken car of Tang San, the raindrop finally fell.

"I didn't expect that you are so low-key, you can open such a broken car." Qin Lang said with a smile, because the car that Tang San opened was actually a dilapidated Alto car, which is called in Xiayang City. "Childcare car", this is almost the cheapest car, not to mention the dilapidated used car.

"It's not a low-key. It's personality." Tang San corrected Qin Lang's statement. "Now the streets are full of luxury cars. Even if you drive a brand new Lamborghini, you may not feel that you are pulling the wind. It is this. The nursery car, now it is almost a limited edition, a classic car, and now it is a wind!"

"It is indeed pulling the wind, even the rain is dripping into the car." Qin Lang shook his head, the window was clearly closed, but at this time there was heavy rain outside, the car was actually drizzling, and still felt bursts The cold wind blew in.

"Of course, when it rains, it is really not suitable for driving this kind of car." Tang Sanxiao smiled.

"Going to the right path." Qin Lang shifted the topic, "What is the core disciple of poisoning... What do you mean?"

"Because it is the core disciple of Tangmen, it is not so good. I know that you don't want to complain with Tangmen, so it is better for you to take the initiative to resolve this grievance-"

"Parking!" Qin Lang suddenly interrupted the words of Tang San.

In Tang San, a sudden brake stopped at the street, the wheels rolled up and splashed around.

At this time, the sky was thundering and the rain was falling.

"I wipe! Why are you yelling!" Tang San snorted. "Others thought that Laozi would be strong and **** you!"

"Take you a hair! The sentence you just said has a problem." Qin Lang's tone is rare and serious. "I really don't want to complain with the people of Tangmen, but not because I am afraid! This time I let go of this killer. On the one hand, just because I don't want to conflict with the people in Tangmen now; on the other hand, you are my friend, you are also a Tangmen, the reason is so simple. I don't care what the other party is, if it is really irritating me. Don't say any core disciples, even the elders of Tangmen, I will kill them!"

"Grass! I know you are amazing!" Tang San said. "Do you think that Laozi wants to do this kind of thing? Just like you said, although I am a Chinese in Tangmen, there are many people in Tangmen. Laozi is not a relative, I am in charge of his life and death! You have to give me the feelings, I am too lazy to pay attention to it, anyway, he is dead and has nothing to do with my hair! The reason why I do this is not for you and Lu Qingshan, relying on! Do you really think that Lao Tzu wants to go to the core disciples?"