"F * ck! I thought you wanted me to lower my head and apologize to that core disciple. "Qin Lang snorted.
"Since when did I ask Master Qin to apologize to him? I only said that this idiot is a core disciple and has some influence in Tangmen. Since you and Lu Qingshan don't want to complicate the issue, then you should calm him down first and avoid becoming enemies with Tangmen! F * ck, your comprehension is too poor! "Tang San cursed and started the car again.
After a few more starts, the car finally started again.
"By the way, Tang San, what are the criteria for a core disciple in Tangmen?" Qin Lang asked, "Is it based on bloodline or ability?"
"Both. You probably know that the Tangmen people all have the surname Tang, right? " Tang San explained, "In fact, not all Tangmen disciples have the surname Tang. It's just that after they officially join Tangmen, these people have to change their surname to 'Tang.' Therefore, the Tangmen people all have the surname Tang. However, there are some people whose ancestors have the surname Tang. They can be considered the direct descendants of Tangmen. These people's influence in Tangmen is definitely greater than others, so it's relatively easier for their descendants to become core disciples. As for others, whether they can become core disciples mainly depends on their talent and cultivation in Kung Fu and hidden weapons. For example, if their Kung Fu can reach the Regulated Breathing Realm, then they will definitely be recruited as a core member. If they can become an A-rank assassin in an international assassin organization, they will also be recruited as a core member. "
"No wonder you want to become an A-rank assassin. It turns out that you also want to become a core member of Tangmen!" Qin Lang finally understood why Tang San cared so much about becoming an A-rank or S-rank assassin. It was all because of the identity of a "core member."
"No." Tang San shook his head. "I want to become a true disciple!"
Boom!
At this time, a clap of thunder sounded in the sky.
Rolling thunder! Rolling thunder!
Qin Lang didn't expect that Tang San's dream was to become a true disciple of Tangmen. He couldn't help but wonder if the words "true disciple" were so attractive.
"You want to be the leader of Tangmen?" Qin Lang asked. "If you have this idea, I will definitely support it."
"No." Tang San shook his head. "The leader of Tangmen is usually a true disciple of Tangmen's direct bloodline. Even if we become true disciples, it's very difficult for us to become the leader of Tangmen. Of course, it wasn't completely impossible. However, I don't want to become the leader of Tangmen. I just want to become a true disciple and learn the martial arts and hidden weapons of Tangmen to the extreme. Then, I will have the chance to become the world's top assassin. "
"So, your dream is to become a top assassin in the world?"
"That's right." Tang San said, "The leader of Tangmen sounds impressive, but I don't think it's very meaningful. After all, Tangmen is a sect of assassins. As the leader, you have to be annoyed by a lot of trivial things all day long. It's not as comfortable as being a super assassin. As the world's top assassin, wandering around the world, challenging all kinds of extreme assassin missions, and competing with all kinds of masters, this feeling is great! Of course, after every challenge of the extreme mission, I must play with a top alien beauty. That's what life is! "
"Your goal in life is too much like a movie." Qin Lang smiled. "The secret agents in Hollywood blockbusters live a life like yours. However, they are secret agents, not assassins. "
"The nature of a secret agent is an assassin." Tang San said in a tone that didn't need to be questioned. "The only difference is that they are assassins hired by the government."
"If you say that, it's not wrong!" Qin Lang nodded and said, "By the way, where are we going now?"
"We're almost there. It's at Qinghe Resort," Tang San explained. "This is also a liaison station for Tangmen."
"Uh, this place isn't far from Jinxiu Forest District. Let's make a trip there first." Qin Lang let Tang San go to Jinxiu Forest District first, then loaded Feng Kui into the car.
However, Qin Lang put a hat on Feng Kui to prevent others from seeing his zombie-like face.
The current Feng Kui had completely become a poison slave. After losing his own consciousness, Feng Kui's attack power was even more domineering. This was because after the Ghost Spotted Stone Fish's poison seeped into Feng Kui's body, the pain that penetrated deep into his bones and even deep into his soul had completely stimulated Feng Kui's potential. Coupled with the stimulation from the Five Poison Needle, Feng Kui's brute force and vitality were stimulated, turning him into a violent walking corpse. Once he received an order to attack, he would display an extremely shocking lethality!
It could be said that Feng Kui's current true strength had reached the peak of the Regulated Breathing Realm. Even if Old Master Hou Kuiyun attacked with all his might, he would not be a match for Feng Kui. Even martial arts experts in the Mystic Enlightenment Realm, who were above the Regulated Breathing Realm, might not be able to kill Feng Kui. This was because Feng Kui not only had martial arts, but he also had poison!
The reason why Qin Lang wanted to bring Feng Kui along was to strengthen his authority.
Since he was going to meet the core members of Tangmen, Qin Lang, of course, could not show any weakness.
The strength of a person's aura was directly proportional to the strength in his hands.
Qinghe Resort was only a few kilometers away from Jinxiu Forest District. It was by the mountains and by the river. The so-called resort was actually a larger scale farmhouse. This place was famous for its freshwater seafood. Many people came here every weekend to relax, fish, and eat freshwater seafood.
It was not the weekend, and it was raining heavily, so there was basically no business at the moment.
Tang San drove into the resort and parked the car in front of a Chinese-style loft near the river.
After parking the car, two waiters in red cheongsams immediately opened umbrellas for Qin Lang and Tang San and welcomed them upstairs.
As for Feng Kui, he was just a walking corpse that had lost his subjective consciousness, so he could only follow behind Qin Lang silently and woodenly as they walked up to the loft.
When they reached the second floor of the loft, Qin Lang saw that the water in the river had begun to become turbid, and the water level had risen. A few frogs were happily croaking in the river, but after a few whooshing sounds, the croaking of these frogs disappeared. Qin Lang knew that these frogs had been "silenced" by someone.
Qin Lang could not help but feel sad for these frogs.
The people of Tangmen probably wanted to take Qin Lang down a notch, but in the end, these innocent frogs had suffered an undeserved disaster.
Qin Lang strode forward and pushed open the door to the room on the second floor.
The room was very spacious, with a black wooden round table in the middle. A middle-aged man in a black Tang suit was sitting at the round table, leisurely drinking tea. Beside him stood two young men in black suits.
Croak!
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