Tang San looked at the information and laughed. "If the King of Hell wants him to die at midnight, he won't be able to live past midnight! Ye Zhongjun will be participating in a private racing gambling tonight. The participants are all from the rich and powerful families in Anrong City. There's no time like the present. It looks like there's something going on tonight. "
"Since there's something going on, let's do it. Do you want to come along?" Qin Lang invited Tang San with a smile. "I'll do it. You can just guide me from the side."
"F * ck! You only gave me an intermediary fee. You didn't give me a guide fee! "Tang San said unhappily.
"Why are you being so calculative? Do you want to go or not?" Qin Lang asked.
"Why not?" Tang San said, "Didn't I say it before? Every time I 'hunt', it feels like a young man visiting a brothel, so how could I miss this kind of thing? Although I can't do it directly, it's good to watch from the side. "
"That's settled then. We'll set off tonight." Qin Lang and Tang San drew up a preliminary plan. Anyway, the Tangmen would help them provide real-time intelligence. Qin Lang didn't need to scout the place at all.
"What about in the morning and afternoon?" Tang San asked.
"Continue with the class." Qin Lang said, "Since we want to leave no traces, then everything should be done as usual. Anyway, I don't usually go to study at night, so it's normal. "
"Continue with the class?" Tang San said gloomily, "It's really boring."
"Of course it's boring for you, but I don't think it's boring." Qin Lang smiled, then left the house and returned to school. On the way, Qin Lang asked about the Tangmen killer, but Tang San just shook his head because the Tangmen killer didn't ask for help from others. Maybe he was still struggling, or he thought he could get rid of the poison in his body.
Since the other party didn't take the initiative to ask for help, Tang San certainly didn't know who was poisoned by Qin Lang and Lu Qingshan. In this matter, Tang San didn't intervene in the fight between the two sides, but in his heart, he felt a little sorry for Qin Lang and Lu Qingshan. After all, the killer was a Tangmen, and Qin Lang and Lu Qingshan didn't make things difficult for Tang San.
Based on this alone, Tang San felt that Qin Lang and Lu Qingshan were indeed good friends.
In addition, Qin Lang didn't kill the Tangmen killer, which gave the two sides the possibility of "reconciliation". At least Qin Lang was willing to give the other party the antidote. As long as the killer accepted Qin Lang's antidote, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he would probably be too embarrassed to make things difficult for Qin Lang and Lu Qingshan. Moreover, if the news got out, other Tangmen killers would definitely be too embarrassed to take on this task again.
In Tang San's view, Qin Lang did this to not make things difficult for him. However, Tang San didn't know that the reason why Qin Lang showed mercy to the Tangmen killer was not only because of Tang San, but also because of the relationship between Poisons and Tangmen. After all, Tangmen was once a branch of Poisons, and it was the most powerful branch. Qin Lang didn't want to become enemies with Tangmen.
Since the killer brother didn't ask for help, Qin Lang didn't ask any more questions. Although Tangmen's hidden weapons were unparalleled, Qin Lang believed that the other party would definitely not be able to cure his poison, so sooner or later, this brother would show up and ask for help.
After returning to school, Qin Lang quietly attended a few classes. At the same time, Qin Lang noticed that Tao Ruoxiang was also wearing the Spirit Insect Ring he gave her in class, and such a ring obviously attracted the attention of many boys and girls. Not only because the ring was too beautiful, but also because jewelry like a ring often aroused many people's imagination, even blind imagination.
Many boys couldn't help but feel heartbroken when they saw this ring, because they couldn't help but wonder if Teacher Tao already had a boyfriend. Although many boys knew what they thought of Teacher Tao, but? Pan Ke Xie Mou? Pox Meng Li? Forcefully Boasting Teaching Fresh γ? Brother Li? Even Xiao Huan Xi Xing Chuan Mo Huan? Miscellaneous?? This responsibility?? Sigh Brain Worm Dispatches Meng Pao Huan Du Wu Pupa Gully Guide Danger? Which Apricot Ya Roasted Old Pry?? Valley Spring Cape Alliance Camel Pay Hanging Di Mu? Sole? Xin Ru Bin? Sin? Ye Lie?
However, Qin Lang was secretly proud. He felt that the ring was a really good gift. Not only could he give it to a girl to win her heart, but he could also have such a ring, which could reduce a lot of competition. This was obviously a good thing.
After school in the afternoon, Qin Lang called Tang San to have a meal together, and then he asked him to go to Anrong City to cause trouble for Ye Zhongjun. Halfway through, Tang San seemed to think of something, "Qin Lang, I suddenly thought of a problem."
"Please say."
"Tonight, that kid is participating in a car race. If we want to make a move, it must be during the race, right?"
"Of course." Qin Lang nodded.
"Then I want to ask you, do you have a sports car? If we don't have a sports car, how can we keep up with them, and how can we make a move? "Tang San said seriously.
"F * ck! Why didn't you say so earlier! " After listening to Tang San's words, Qin Lang also realized the problem. These two kept saying that they wanted Ye Zhongjun to die during the race, but in the end, neither of them had a sports car. When Ye Zhongjun started to race, they could only look at him in the dust. Could it be that they were counting on the van under their butts to go against the heavens?
"Didn't you come up with this plan? It's none of my business. " Tang San said, "Either you go to Anrong City and buy a sports car, or you go home and give up on this plan. However, a part of the information fee will definitely be lost. In short, you decide. "
"To kill a little Ye???? A ditch of slugs and nine chores? Also the emperor needs to rely on Si Li Yao? Giving locusts and bad Mi Li Yao? Gap not Mei? Hasty beech car copy??? Want to eat Zang. Cantonese play? Qiang Qiang Yong Yong?? Chu Chu? Governing carboxyl disorderly restraint, reading Yi Huai Miao Na Fu Dan?
"Then let me ask about the price." Tang San took out his phone, and a moment later, he got the answer. He pointed five fingers at Qin Lang, and Qin Lang nodded. Thus, Tang San agreed.
"It's done. However, it's a waste to spend five hundred thousand in one go. "Tang San sighed.
"What! Five hundred thousand! " Qin Lang exclaimed. His expression was ten times worse than the stingy Wang Ge Lang, "You just showed five fingers to me. Wasn't it fifty thousand? How did it become five hundred thousand! "
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