Text Chapter 384: The Injured Tang Sect Member

Tang Zhenggang, an old fellow, never thought that his flattering skills were so proficient, such as extraordinary medical skills, unparalleled in the world, rejuvenation, etc., Qin Lang knew that the other party was flattering him, but he didn't feel angry at this time, but Qin Lang was only focused on saving his life. Regarding the matter of returning to Ma Zhenyong, there is no leisure to care about Tang Zhenggang's uncle's life and death. He was about to reject Tang Zhenggang, but he heard Tang Zhenggang say again: "Mr. If the poison cannot be cured, and if the uncle cannot be cured, I am afraid that these Japanese devils will be secretly proud, so we must ask Mr. Qin for help, and our Tang family is willing to pay a great reward..."

"Wait, you said that your uncle was poisoned by the Japanese devils?" Hearing the words "Japanese devils", Qin Lang immediately fell in love. Qin Lang is not a real angry youth, but Qin Lang definitely doesn't like the Japanese. Anyway, in Qin Lang's view, the Japanese are a perverted and arrogant nation.

For the Japanese, Qin Lang has only one point of view: a dead Japanese is a good Japanese.

Many times, Qin Lang would feel uncomfortable when he heard the word Japan. Japan, but what made him even more uncomfortable was that there are still many people in the country who try to be pro-Japanese, completely forgetting the shame of their family and country.

Therefore, Qin Lang changed his mind when he heard that Tang Zhenggang's uncle was actually injured by the Japanese devils. Those who can fight against the Japanese devils are worth saving.

"Yes, uncle was injured by a hidden weapon of the Ito family." Tang Zhenggang said, "If Mr. Qin is willing to help, our Tang family must be very grateful..."

The reason why Tang Zhenggang was so concerned about this matter was that on the one hand, it was his own uncle who was injured, and on the other hand, it was also because his uncle was the mainstay of their lineage. It also has a great influence on their lineage's status and power in the Tang family.

"In this case, I'll go and have a look." Qin Lang said, "However, I must rush back to Xiayang City tonight."

"Mr. Qin, don't worry, we are less than 100 kilometers away from Xiayang City. I will arrange someone to pick you up. What is your location?"

"Just ask your people to pick me up at the head of the Sanjiang Bridge." Qin Lang didn't reveal his hiding place easily. In addition, for the sake of safety, this time Qin Lang also brought Feng Kui, a poisonous slave, with him.

Ten minutes later, Qin Lang arrived at the head of the Sanjiang Bridge. The people Tang Zhenggang sent were already waiting at the head of the bridge. It was a black Land Rover. After Qin Lang got into the car, the car quickly drove to the destination.

Now the highways around Xiayang City extend in all directions, half an hour later, Qin Lang arrived at the destination - Minghai Lake Scenic Area.

It has to be said that the guys from the Tang Sect really know how to enjoy themselves, so these killers not only drive luxury cars, but also live in high-end villas and live a luxurious life. Needless to say, the villas with the best locations near the lake in the Minghai Lake Scenic Area must have all fallen into the hands of the guys from the Tang Sect.

However, as a killer, it is not wrong to have a life attitude of being drunk today. As Tang San said, killers live a life of licking blood. Few people who are killers save money, because they say It is not allowed to die one day, and the money is not spent after death. This kind of thing is indeed a bit sad.

Therefore, Tang San said that many people in Tangmen are actually in negative equity and owe a lot of debt to the bank. However, this world is very strange, often the poor are desperately saving money, while the rich are desperately borrowing money, those who save money live a hard life, and those who borrow money live a good life.

No, these people in the Tang Sect live a comfortable life.

But for Tang Yinhong who was lying on the bed waiting to die, his comfortable days were over. Tang Yinhong was Tang Zhenggang's uncle. Although he was an uncle, Tang Yinhong was actually not a few years older than Tang Zhenggang, and Tang Yinhong's kung fu practice was deeper, so he was less likely to age, and he looked almost the same as Tang Zhenggang.

But now, Tang Yinhong looked very old, with a kind of sadness that the sun was dying. Of course, there is only the moon outside the window of the villa at this time, not even the setting sun.

Tang Yinhong received an assassination mission, the target was a big shot from a certain Japanese family. Although he succeeded in beheading the opponent, he was wounded by a master of the Ito family with a poisonous concealed weapon. The back penetrated into the internal organs and spine, and Tangmen's poison masters were helpless. The "doctor" of the Tang Sect can save Tang Yinhong's life, but he can't save his kung fu. Tang Yinhong can only spend the rest of his life on a chair or bed.

When Qin Lang got off the car, Tang Zhenggang greeted him personally at the door, and then entered Tang Yinhong's room under Tang Zhenggang's guidance. At this time, only Tang Zhenggang, Tang Qianyuan and his son were in the room. As for Feng Kui, he stood at the door, motionless, like a sculpture.

"Just now, I know my injury... Cough cough... You don't need to find any doctor for me anymore. My kung fu has been abolished by the Japanese devils! Idiot... His uncle, I can't think of me for a lifetime ...Licking blood on the tip of the knife, and finally being scrapped by the Japanese devils...I really don't want to be reconciled!" Tang Yinhong's tone was full of anger and unwillingness.

"Uncle, don't talk nonsense. This is the Xinglin expert I specially invited. His medical skills are extraordinary and refined. He must have a way to detoxify and heal your wounds!" Tang Zhenggang praised Qin Lang again.

"Oh, he is the doctor you invited?" Tang Yinhong cast his eyes on Qin Lang, as if he didn't believe it. At Qin Lang's age, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a master of Xinglin, a master of medicine, and he doesn't even touch the edge.

"Uncle, don't underestimate Mr. Qin!" Tang Zhenggang was worried that his uncle would offend Qin Lang, so he hurriedly said, "The body of Qianyuan last time was taken care of by him."

"Tang Qianyuan was poisoned by me." Qin Lang said calmly.

Tang Yinhong showed a surprised expression, and then nodded gently: "Being able to use such a strange poison... I must have some advanced medical skills... In that case, I will trouble you, sir. Anyway, a dead horse is a living horse doctor...cough cough~ "

"Mr. Qin, please give uncle a diagnosis and treatment." Tang Zhenggang said to Qin Lang respectfully.

"En." Qin Lang nodded slightly, and began to check and move Tang Yinhong's body to check his injuries.

Tang Yinhong's wound was on the back, the wound was only the size of a copper coin, and penetrated into the flesh about two inches, but around the wound, there was rotting flesh the size of a bowl. This mass of rotting flesh was black and smelly, even the sandalwood in the room Unable to hide it, it actually attracted a fly.