Qin Lang had always thought that the operation to deal with Ye Zhongjun was perfect. He was even a little complacent and felt that he had the potential to be a professional killer. Even Tang San thought so. However, he didn't expect Tao Ruoxiang to find an obvious loophole in Qin Lang's "perfect operation."
However, when Qin Lang saw the loophole in Tao Ruoxiang's analysis, he had to admit that it was indeed a relatively obvious loophole, or rather, a flaw. Of course, Qin Lang wasn't too worried because it was difficult for an ordinary police officer to notice the existence of this loophole. Moreover, the Ye family's attitude towards Ye Zhongjun's madness was "not to wash our dirty linen in public." Therefore, since the Ye family didn't think that this was a murder, how could the police find trouble for no reason?
Most importantly, even if he knew that this matter might attract the attention of the police or Six Doors, Qin Lang had to do it.
A person like Ye Zhongjun must die!
Coming out of Tao Ruoxiang's office, Qin Lang's mood became a little strange. Perhaps it was because he thought that Teacher Tao would become "Officer Tao" soon. This wasn't because Qin Lang was a firm supporter of teacher-student love, but because Qin Lang was afraid that one day Tao Ruoxiang would stand on the opposite side of him.
One day, Tao Ruoxiang would become a police officer, while Qin Lang would still be a member of the underworld, or in other words, a gang member. The opposition of identity was likely to bring about the opposition of position.
Such a future made Qin Lang feel a little depressed, just like the dark clouds that were gathering above his head.
For Summer Yang City, although it was only May, it had already entered summer. The weather in summer was naturally unpredictable. The sky was originally clear in the morning, but now it was already covered with dark clouds, indicating that a thunderstorm was coming.
In such weather, Qin Lang didn't want to go anywhere. He felt that sitting in the classroom and enjoying the scene of thunder and lightning and heavy rain outside the window should be a kind of enjoyment.
Unfortunately, Qin Lang didn't get such an opportunity because Tang San called Qin Lang.
Tang San looked for Qin Lang for one thing.
It was the Tangmen killer who tried to kill Qin Lang.
Just as Qin Lang had guessed, the Tangmen's "logistics department," or the Tangmen's "medical department," could not handle the poison in the Tangmen killer, so they could only turn to others for help.
After all, Tang San was a member of the Tangmen, so he naturally got the news as soon as possible.
"I've said it before, this is a favor for you." Qin Lang said to Tang San, "In any case, he's from the same sect as you. I'll give you the antidote. You handle this small matter."
"Brother … This is no small matter!" Tang San coughed dryly. "You may not know this, but the person who was poisoned this time is a core disciple of our Tangmen. It's different!"
"Core disciple? Aren't you a core disciple? " Qin Lang was surprised. "With your current Kung Fu and talent, shouldn't you be a core disciple?"
"This … Can we talk about it when we meet?" Tang San seemed to find it difficult to explain. "Anyway, you take the antidote and wait at the school gate. I'll be there soon."
After that, Tang San hung up the phone.
Core disciple?
Qin Lang chuckled. Is a core disciple equivalent to the "seed students" in many middle schools?
But thinking about it carefully, Qin Lang himself seemed to have an identity called "True Disciple." If the Poison Sect did not decline, his identity as a Successor Disciple should be rather prestigious. This was because Successor Disciples were usually the personal disciples of the Poison Sect's Sect Master, or the disciples accepted by the Poison Sect's elders. Only then could they be called 'Successor Disciples'. Moreover, only Successor Disciples had the qualifications to compete for the position of Sect Master.
Regrettably, the Poison Sect had already declined, so Qin Lang, a True Disciple, didn't have the slightest bit of prestige. But on the bright side, Qin Lang didn't need to worry that someone would come and fight with him for the position of Sect Master.
Qin Lang did not care whether the person he injured was an ordinary disciple or a core disciple of Tangmen. In fact, even if he hit the leader of Tangmen, Qin Lang would not care. Uh, this was a bit exaggerated. If he really offended the leader of Tangmen, Qin Lang would still be worried.
Although he did not care, Qin Lang still went to the school gate. Because Tang San wanted Qin Lang to go with him, there must be a reason.
When Qin Lang sat in Tang San's broken car, the rain finally fell.
"I didn't expect Young Master Tang San to be so low-key. You actually drive such a broken car." Qin Lang said with a smile, because the car Tang San drove was actually an old and worn-out Alto car. In Summer Yang City, it was called a "child care car". This was practically the cheapest car, not to mention it was a worn-out second-hand car.
"It's not 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, people may not think that you are cool. On the contrary, this' child care car 'is now almost a limited edition, classic car. Driving this now is cool! "
"It is indeed cool. Even the rain is soaking into the car." Qin Lang shook his head. The windows were obviously closed, but at this time it was raining heavily outside. Inside the car, there was actually a drizzle. Moreover, he could feel the cold wind blowing in.
"Of course, when it is raining, it is not really suitable to drive this kind of personality car." Tang San laughed.
"Back to the main topic." Qin Lang changed the topic. "That poisoned core disciple … what does he mean?"
"Because he is a core disciple of Tangmen, it is not good to provoke him. I know you do not want to have a grudge with Tangmen, so it is better for you to take the initiative to resolve this grudge — "
"Stop the car!" Qin Lang suddenly interrupted Tang San's words.
Tang San suddenly braked and stopped the car by the side of the street. The wheels of the car rolled up the water, splashing everywhere.
At this time, the sky was filled with lightning and thunder, and heavy rain poured down.
"F * ck! Why are you making such a big fuss! "Tang San snorted." People will think that I'm going to rape you! "
"Rape your ass! There is something wrong with what you said just now. " Qin Lang's tone was rarely serious. "I do not want to have a grudge with Tangmen, but it is not because I am afraid! The reason why I let this killer go this time is that I do not want to have a conflict with Tangmen. The other reason is that you are my friend, and you are also a member of Tangmen. The reason is that simple. I do not care what kind of core disciple he is. If he really angers me, forget about a core disciple, even if he is a founding member of Tangmen, I will kill him without hesitation! "
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