Chapter 34

"Ah!" Qin Lang let out a light exclamation, angrily saying, "Despicable scoundrel!"

"Haha! You foolish student! I used to be a black boxer, do you know what a black boxer is? We do whatever it takes to win! No matter how good your fists and feet are, the knife I have is coated with cobra venom, you're dead! Dead, hahaha!"

Chen Gang laughed triumphantly, so loudly that the other prisoners in the cells heard him, and immediately a chorus of boos and curses erupted.

The detention center at Xiaozhangou mainly held violent criminals, but Qin Lang's martial arts skills had indeed earned the admiration of these violent criminals. They never expected that the famous "Brother Gang" would actually use a knife and poison against Qin Lang, which was simply despicable!

"Don't worry, I won't die!"

Qin Lang gave a cold laugh, punched Chen Gang unconscious, and then shouted, "Guards! Damn it, you actually let Chen Gang bring a knife in, and even coated it with poison! What the hell!"

With Qin Lang's angry roar, the other prisoners were also enraged, their curses shaking the heavens and the earth.

The guards were indeed alarmed. Two guards rushed to Qin Lang's cell door, and upon seeing the small knife on Qin Lang's leg, their faces changed dramatically. They cursed inwardly, "Damn it, Sang Kun, you're trying to get us fired, bringing a knife in and even coating it with poison. If this guy dies in the detention center, we'll be in big trouble!"

"Quick, send him to the hospital!" Another guard hurriedly contacted the detention center's medical staff.

When the medical staff arrived, Qin Lang took the opportunity to faint into the arms of a nurse.

Soon, the "unconscious" Qin Lang was transferred to the Xiaoyang City People's Hospital for treatment.

Since he was an "important suspect" and had been poisoned by a snake, Qin Lang was given a private room, and there were two guards stationed at the door. To be honest, sleeping here was much better than in the detention center, especially the private bed, which was even more comfortable than the school bed.

"Damn it, just guard the door outside!" Qin Lang glanced at the two guards at the door, inwardly cursing them for having to stay up all night for him.

The knife Chen Gang used was indeed coated with snake venom, but for Qin Lang, cobra venom was just an entry-level poison he had tried. He mainly learned poison techniques from the Old Poison Master, not martial arts, which meant that Chen Gang's use of poison against Qin Lang was a huge mistake.

This way, Qin Lang not only got to sleep comfortably in a hospital bed, but Chen Gang breaking his ribs also became his just deserts, and the guards definitely wouldn't dare to make a fuss over this matter.

Just as Qin Lang was about to go to sleep, the curtain seemed to be blown by the night wind, and suddenly another figure appeared in the room.

"Old Poison Master!"

Qin Lang called out softly. Seeing this figure, he felt both excited and nervous.

"Not bad, your martial arts have improved, and you even mastered a real technique—Mantis Breaks the Cart. Tsk tsk, that's a good name!" The Old Poison Master's tone was somewhat dismissive, but given his usual harshness, Qin Lang could take this dismissiveness as a form of praise.

However, the Old Poison Master's next words were definitely not praise: "But, have you practiced to the point of being a fool? Do you know how you ended up in this situation?"

"Well... I had a bit of bad luck." Qin Lang said dejectedly. Indeed, everything had gone smoothly before, but since he went to Chunmei Bay, his luck had taken a 180-degree turn.

"Bullshit! It's not bad luck, it's your misplaced mercy!" The Old Poison Master snorted, "Using Han Sanqiang to strike at the Bull, you did well in that. But you got yourself involved to save an unrelated woman who didn't want to live, giving your opponent a chance! It's utterly foolish! Don't argue, I'm asking you, if you hadn't cared about Zhou Lingling's life, would you have ended up like this?"

"No." Qin Lang replied dejectedly.

The Old Poison Master was right; if Qin Lang hadn't gone to save Zhou Lingling, he wouldn't have been put in jail.

"Old Poison Master, are you just here to mock me?" Qin Lang couldn't help but ask.

"You're my disciple, mocking you is mocking myself." The Old Poison Master snorted, "It seems the mission has failed, and you're about to become a murderer. You might as well go into seclusion with me in the mountains—"

"Wait, wait—Old Poison Master." Qin Lang hurriedly said, "The mission isn't completely over, and I don't plan to go into seclusion with you."

"Do you want to stay in jail?" The Old Poison Master snorted.

"Of course not." Qin Lang said, "But I don't want to fail my first mission. I think I still have a chance!"

"Where's the chance?"

"Zhou Lingling!" Qin Lang said calmly, "If your Hundred Toxins Great Restorative Pill is real, Zhou Lingling shouldn't have died!"

"Bullshit, my Hundred Toxins Great Restorative Pill is definitely a life-saving pill!" The Old Poison Master snorted, "You, a wastrel, wasted one of my pills, and I haven't even settled the account with you yet!"

"Then why did the analysis of Zhou Lingling's saliva sample show poison components?" Qin Lang asked.

"You fool, the Hundred Toxins Great Restorative Pill is made from poisons, so having poison components doesn't mean it can't save lives. Haven't you learned this from me?"

"I wouldn't be in this mess if it weren't for you. If your life-saving pill hadn't shown poison components, I would have been cleared of all charges."

"Arrogant!" The Old Poison Master cursed Qin Lang again, "Even if the poison components hadn't been detected, you were destined to take the blame! You know the life-saving pill was fine, but the girl still died. Do you know why?"

"An Desheng had someone kill her at the hospital?" Qin Lang understood the key point.

"Seems you're not completely stupid!" The Old Poison Master snorted, "You lost to An Desheng not because your martial arts were weak or your mind was dull, but because of your misplaced mercy! If you had let the girl die, you might have won. I never thought my disciple would waste a life-saving pill on an unrelated person and end up in jail!"

"Old Poison Master, can you stop being so discouraging?" Qin Lang chuckled, "Instead of scolding me, why don't you give me some guidance to bring down An Desheng and complete the mission?"

"Fine, I'll give you a chance!" The Old Poison Master snorted, "Zhou Lingling is not dead."

"What!"

"She's not dead."

"Master, you are truly far-sighted! Wise and mighty..." Qin Lang lavished praise on the Old Poison Master, because he knew that if Zhou Lingling wasn't dead, he could easily turn the situation around and win against An Desheng. Moreover, since the Old Poison Master said Zhou Lingling wasn't dead, Qin Lang believed it, because the Old Poison Master had the ability to do so!

"Enough talk!" The Old Poison Master snorted, "I just don't want that girl to ruin my reputation. If the martial world finds out that my life-saving pill can kill people, where would my face be? Boy, continue the mission. This time, you must win, or—"

At this point, the Old Poison Master's tone turned cold.

"Or what?" Qin Lang couldn't help but ask.

"I'll kill that female teacher!" The Old Poison Master's words made Qin Lang's heart race.

Qin Lang had never mentioned Tao Ruoxiang to the Old Poison Master, naively thinking the Old Poison Master hadn't noticed her. But hearing this, Qin Lang knew he was wrong; the Old Poison Master knew everything he wanted to know!

"No way!" Qin Lang almost shouted.

"You know I mean what I say!" The Old Poison Master snorted, "You have only half a month! Do you want me to help you leave here?"

"No need! I can manage on my own!" Qin Lang said coldly, dissatisfied with the Old Poison Master using Tao Ruoxiang to threaten him.

The Old Poison Master laughed coldly a few times, and the figure suddenly disappeared from the room.

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