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Chapter 694 Mr. Poison God Food

Hearing the Qin Yue people say it was a tie, Gong Yangqing and others immediately felt unhappy.

Tao Zhiming breathed a huge sigh of relief.

On the contrary, Su Mu had no expression on his face.

He knew that he had cheated.

But Qin Guo is really capable.

Putting this aside, Qin Guo is the winner.

Of course, the patient can recover according to the conditions agreed in advance.

Then, the length of treatment time will lose the reason for judgment.

So, there is no problem with the draw.

The two patients were naturally left to the care of the people from Mufeng Hall.

In the second round, the bet was on poison.

The condition is that based on a piece of material provided on site, both parties will prepare the poison on the spot. Whoever prepares a more powerful poison will be the final winner.

On Tao Zhiming's side, the middle-aged man naturally appeared.

When he first saw the other person, Su Mu knew that this guy was a master of poison.

Moreover, he is definitely not from the Guwu Sect.

Needless to say, the origin of the other party is closely related to Huai Liangxue.

As for Su Mu, in front of the other party, he was like Guan Gong using his sword.

But Su Mu was not timid at all.

Because he is a jerk.

The fat man took action and not a blade of grass grew.

In order to show fairness, in the second round, one person was randomly selected from among the people present, and twelve kinds of traditional Chinese medicine were randomly selected from the medicine cabinet of Mufeng Hall.

Then, Su Mu and the other party will prepare a poison based on these twelve traditional Chinese medicines, and the one with the most toxicity will win in the end.

Anyway, Mufengtang raises a lot of white mice, so they can be tested directly on the spot.

The winner was a follower brought by Tao Zhiming.

This guy looked excited and full of participation.

He was so confident that he randomly selected twelve kinds of traditional Chinese medicine among hundreds of kinds in public.

Such a unique gambling game deeply attracted Lin Guoan and others.

Lin Guoan quietly approached Gong Yangqing's ear and asked in a low voice:

"Lao Qing, can this kid do it?"

Gong Yangqing glanced at him, sighed quietly, and said:

"If you don't understand, then don't ask."

I don't understand?

Lin Guoan was stunned when the middle-aged man and Su Mu walked out.

The preparation of traditional Chinese medicine also requires the use of some laboratory tools, various test tubes, utensils, and alcohol lamps.

The feeling that the middle-aged man gave people was a bit chilling.

The other party is stern and his movements are slow, but he always makes you want to break into a cold sweat.

When Su Mu was mixing it, he was not very skilled in his movements, but his hands were very steady.

After more than ten minutes, Su Mu stopped.

The test tube in front of me contained more than ten milliliters of brownish-yellow liquid.

But the middle-aged man was still unhurried.

But in front of him, there were several rows of test tube racks.

In the end, there were thirty-six tubes of colorful liquid.

These liquids look very bright and beautiful.

Everyone present, even fools, knew that these liquids must be highly poisonous.

Just like poisonous snakes and mushrooms, the brighter the colors, the more poisonous they are.

Everyone thought that the middle-aged man would use these thirty-six tubes of liquid to prepare a poison.

Unexpectedly, he spoke directly.

His voice was hoarse and low, as if he hadn't spoken for many years, with an accent that he didn't know where he came from, and he was speaking out word by word:

"These thirty-six species are all highly poisonous."

In one sentence, Su Mu was killed instantly.

Su Mu only came up with one kind.

But the other party actually came up with thirty-six kinds.

Tao Zhiming was overjoyed. He looked at Su Mu very harshly, and then asked the middle-aged man with an apologetic smile:

"Mr. Xian, what about their toxicity?"

The middle-aged man only uttered four words:

"A heartbreaking step."

Everyone present felt a shiver all over their bodies at the same time.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Tao Zhiming's forehead. He hurriedly took two steps back and reluctantly said with a smile:

"As expected of the God of Poison."

Su Mu looked at Tao Zhiming with squinted eyes and a half-smile:

"Hey, cousin, where did you invite this big shot?"

Tao Zhiming was so angry that he almost died.

Gunny.

This young master is the cousin of the two most beautiful sisters in the Yu family. What does this have to do with you?

Seeing Tao Zhiming's gloomy face, Su Mu said with a smile:

"Cousin, let's not feed the mice. Why don't you and I drink each other's poison? You feed me and I feed you, clinging to each other."

Tao Zhi's life hung in the balance until a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Clinging to each other?

Stay close to your mother.

This piece of shit makes my scalp numb just looking at it. You want me to drink it?

Did I get kicked in the head by a donkey?

Grass!

Su Mu, however, did not intend to let Tao Zhi live, and continued:

"I'll drink your thirty-six poisons, and you'll drink mine. How about it? Cousin, a true warrior must dare to face challenges in life. Come on, declare war on me. Without speaking, I will express your agreement.

Already."

"I……!"

Tao Zhiming immediately panicked.

Hemp-skinned.

This cousin, bah, this grandson is simply too vicious.

Look, what kind of messy problems did he create?

However, Su Mu's doing this is not considered a violation.

The two sides betting against each other are Tao Zhiming and Su Mu.

Does it make any difference whether this poison is fed to mice or humans?

There is also a poison god beside him, but he has an absolute advantage.

Besides, Su Mu also had to deal with thirty-six kinds of poisons.

Not to mention, the followers behind Tao Zhiming all felt that their eldest brother should give it a try.

That thing looks so beautiful and must taste great.

Tao Zhiming would never risk his own life.

His future is limitless.

Let me take poison?

Dream on.

Seeing Tao Zhiming's ugly expression, Su Mu couldn't help but smile:

"Don't you dare? Well, then let's go as the teacher's nephew and the guinea pig as we said before."

Zhou Yongnian has been ready for a long time.

Two small cages were brought up. Inside were two lively white mice, staring around with blood-red eyes.

The middle-aged man looked at Su Mu and said in a steady voice:

"Young man, there is no comparison between you and me. Even if your poison is the same as mine, I have prepared thirty-six kinds, and you only have one."

Su Mu chuckled, winked and said:

“You won’t know until you try it.”

Lin Guoan on the side looked at Su Mu, and then asked Gong Yangqing in a low voice:

"Qinglao, who do you think will win?"

Gong Yangqing looked at him with a strange look again and said softly:

"Are you that curious?"

Lin Guoan smiled awkwardly and said:

"How about we make a bet? If I lose, I will go to Mu Feng Tang for consultation every Sunday. If you lose, you can go to Dongyang Hospital once a week."

Gong Yangqing's wrinkled face straightened out and he nodded without hesitation:

"Remember to come to work next Sunday."

Lin Guoan was stunned, and then he smiled helplessly.

I'd like to take a look.

Who loses and who wins.


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