Text Chapter 640 Blood Tiger

The laws of heaven and earth are actually very cruel. This is vividly demonstrated in the world of animals, plants and even insects. The so-called cruelty means that only the strong can survive, and only the strong are qualified to reproduce and continue the bloodline.

For example, in the world of lions, some weak cubs will be abandoned when they are just born. Only strong cubs can be cared for and cultivated by the group. And when these young lions grow up, only the most ferocious male lions can enjoy vast and fertile territories, while the weak have little or no living space.

Of course, this is also true among apes that are close relatives of humans. For example, among monkeys, only the most ferocious monkey king has the right to mate. The other male monkeys in the monkey group can only spend a long night every night. Then he fell asleep sadly amid the excited cries of the monkey king and the female monkey.

Qin Lang saw an interesting comment in an online comment, saying that there is a special kind of ape among humans. They also like the monkey king among apes, eat more and occupy more. This is the so-called high-level official ape. The comment was a joke, but in a sense these people were indeed doing little more than ancient ape populations.

Therefore, although Qin Lang was a little surprised by the behavior of these stigmata beetles, he was not confused.

Because the insect world is based on the entire group, their behavior is not understandable to humans. For example, workers of ants and bees, and worker bees, humans will never understand why they work so hard from birth to death.

After laying eggs, this Stigmata Beetle returned to Qin Lang's hands again.

After completing this critical transformation, this flying stigmata beetle not only became the king of their race, but also established a wonderful connection with Qin Lang. Even if Qin Lang does not use the breath of the phaseless poisonous body To suppress it, it will not resist or disobey Qin Lang's orders.

For Qin Lang, today is really a harvest night. After five years of studying and cultivating Stigmata beetles, he finally made a breakthrough at this time. He knows that from tonight on, these strange beetles will become his real A big killer.

Qin Lang put this "mutated" stigmata beetle into the poison bag, and then prepared to go to Xu Shiping's appointment.

Although there is no help from Xu Shiping or the protection of the old poison, Qin Lang is still full of confidence because he has another trump card in his hand.

After coming out of the South China Associated University, Qin Lang's cell phone rang.

The call was from Xu Shiping. He asked Qin Lang with concern: "Xiao Qin, is there a traffic jam? Otherwise, I will ask Xiao Wei to pick you up. Where are you?"

"There's no need for Brother Wei to pick me up. I'm on my way. There may be a little trouble, but it shouldn't take long." We have to face what we have to face, and Qin Lang doesn't want to drag Xu Shiping's driver into trouble.

After leaving the school gate and walking less than a hundred meters, Qin Lang's cell phone rang again, but this time it was an unfamiliar number. After he pressed the answer button, an unfamiliar voice said: "Qin Lang, this is This is your last chance. Give up the naive idea of ​​going against the Ye family and hand over the information about the Ye family in your hands. You and your family can live well. Otherwise, we guarantee that you will not be able to see the sun tomorrow. !”

"Maybe someone will not be able to see the sun tomorrow, but it is definitely not me. It will not be my family!" Qin Lang was unmoved and did not want to negotiate any conditions with the Ye family. He hung up the phone directly and then shouted Walk towards where Xu Shiping is.

After a while, Monk Jianxiang appeared behind Qin Lang, because Qin Lang knew who he was going to face tonight. Even if Monk Jianxiang deliberately hid it, it would be difficult to deceive these people. It would be better to be honest and upright. Di followed behind Qin Lang.

Qin Lang did not choose to take a ride because he did not want to suffer another tragic car accident.

After all, he doesn't have nine lives, so he can't guarantee that he can escape death every time.

Every time you take a bite, you will gain wisdom. This time, Qin Lang's wounds have not fully recovered, so he will naturally not forget the previous lessons.

However, if you don't take a taxi, walking will certainly not be that fast, which also means that the peerless murderers hired by the Ye family can intercept him more easily.

Of course, since these people have made up their mind to intercept him, no matter whether he chooses to walk or take a car, he will definitely be intercepted by these people.

I have to say that the people of the Ye family are also very patient, and it was not until this time that they used the power of thunder to deal with Qin Lang. Because by killing Qin Lang now, they would not only know how much evidence Qin Lang had of the Ye family's crimes, but they would also be able to pull out all the stops and give Xu Shiping a heavy blow.

Summer nights are always so hot.

After walking for a while, Qin Lang felt that his whole body was covered with sweat.

So, Qin Lang decided to walk under an overpass.

Because not only is the cool night breeze blowing here, but there are no other citizens here, Qin Lang doesn't have to worry about accidentally hurting innocent people.

Of course these murderers hired by the Ye family would not care about accidentally injuring others, but Qin Lang could not care less.

Lao Duwu thinks this is a woman's kindness, but Qin Lang thinks this is his principle of life, nothing more.

When Qin Lang and Monk Jianxiang appeared under the pier of the overpass, a figure slid down from the huge pier like a bat and appeared about ten meters away from Qin Lang.

Vehicles were passing by on and off the bridge, and no one would notice Qin Lang and others under the dim street lights.

"Aren't you Wei Han?" Qin Lang took the initiative to ask this man, because this man was an old man who looked to be in his sixties or seventies. However, although he is an old man, he gives off an aura that is more powerful and ferocious than many warriors in their prime.

The old man's beard was very long and messy, and he looked like an old lunatic. However, under the gray kung fu suit, there seemed to be an astonishing and terrifying explosive power lurking, which made Qin Lang feel that this old man could easily explode and hurt someone. of ferocious beasts.

"Boy, do you only have Wei Han in your eyes?" The old man snorted coldly, "I am Cao Longquan! People in the world call him the 'Blood Tiger'! When I was famous in the world, your father was still wearing crotchless pants!"

"Master, I know this person." The monk on the side whispered to Qin Lang, "This Cao Longquan practices the ancestral Tiger Roaring Golden Bell. This is not an ordinary hard skill, but a profound skill both internally and externally. Kung Fu. This Cao Longquan was a famous gangster in Bashu area decades ago. He killed countless people, so he got the bloody title of 'Blood Tiger'."

"Hey, I didn't expect you, a bald donkey, to actually know my origins!" Cao Longquan snorted to Monk Jianxiang, apparently hearing what Monk Jianxiang said to Qin Lang.

"What kind of blood tiger... Tigress, I tell you after seeing this, this old man is just here to make soy sauce. Do you think he is some kind of master?" Qin Lang said in a disdainful tone, who made this old guy so arrogant? .

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Cao Longquan roared.

"Who among the real masters will be the first to show up? Only the clown will be the first to show up." Qin Lang's words immediately made Cao Longquan speechless, and he was so angry that he almost had a cerebral hemorrhage.