Tang San's face changed slightly. After thinking about it carefully, it was indeed possible! Speaking of poison, their Tang family is the ancestor, and the poison they distribute can poison any master! "No, Lin Chen is a famous doctor, and he can detect any poison!" Tang San quickly shook his head again.

Lei Xia smiled immediately: "Of course it's not the Tang family's poison. This poison is provided by global technology. The problem now is how to poison Lin Chen!" "This problem is really troublesome. After all, the people around Lin Chen will not help us!" Tang San frowned and suddenly thought of something: "I have a way. I know a master. If I can ask him to take action, the matter will be half successful. But starting from someone around Lin Chen requires a test of observation!" Lei Xia raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

Tang San saw this inadvertent action, and he guessed that Lei Xia had already targeted him.

"The master I know is the top three in the Chinese list and is known as the Saint of Calligraphy!" Tang San knew that if he didn't say that he would rely on, Lei Dao would never say it.

This is also the basic trust of the two in cooperation.

"Sage of Books?

"It was the first time that Lei Xia heard this name. He laughed and said, "You are not planning to let others read books, hahaha!" "Lei Xia, you don't know the world, I can understand!" Tang San snorted coldly: "But the Saint of Calligraphy is my close friend of the Tang family. You laugh at him as you laugh at me!" "In addition, Lin Chen ranked fourth on the Huaxia Land List, and the Saint of Calligraphy is above him, and do you think you can't kill people when reading books?

""You underestimate the ancient power of China too much. There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book. Books can kill people and destroy the country even more!" Lei Zai was angry when he saw Tang San, so he couldn't laugh too much: "Since Mr. Tang said this master, then I will also tell my goal. Tonight, I plan to sneak into the palace. Although I failed, when I was on the wall, I saw a good candidate, that was a woman. I could sense her jealousy and sadness at that time. As long as this emotion was strengthened, she would be the best goal!" Tang San nodded: "Okay, let's go and ask the saint of the book!" "I'll wait for your good news!" Lei Zai put on her hat and disappeared into the night.

"Come here, bring the original work of Qi Baishi's "Pineapple High-level Picture of Pine and Cypress·Four-character Couplets of Seal Script" that I took in the Eagle Kingdom, and also Tang Bohu's "Eight Scenery Pictures"!" Tang San shouted and left the park.

On the other side of Huacheng, dark street lights shine on the park, and singing comes from time to time.

I saw several elderly people gathered together and sang with their own equipment.

"Praise of the Red Plum", "Singing of the Motherland", "By the Butterfly Spring", "Praise of Heroes", etc. Old songs from the 1940s and 1950s.

And there are also people playing saxophone, erhu, and flute.

Dancing, singing and singing! This place is like the old man’s house.

"Old Li, you sang this heroic hymn so well!" An old voice came, and Tang San walked towards an old man with glasses, who seemed thin.

"It's Old Tang coming!" The old man smiled and looked gentle. He made a gesture of invitation: "How about singing a song? Sing our fields!" "Old, I can't sing anymore!" Tang San waved his hands repeatedly, as if he was polite to the old man, but in fact he quietly took respect for every move.

The old man didn't force it and started singing with an old lady.

Tang San was waiting next to him, until ten o'clock, when the elderly went back one after another.

The old man named Lao Li was equipped with his own speakers, microphones and other equipment. There was a child next to him who was helping, which was Lao Li's great-grandson.

Speaking of which, Lao Li seems to be the same age as Tang San, but in fact he is over thirty years older than him, and is about to celebrate his birthday this year.

"Grandpa Zeng, come home quickly, I want to see you write!" The child was extremely well-behaved.

Tang San was a little envious. Four generations lived together, and this was very rare, which shows that Lao Li was a blessed person.

"I won't teach you how to write today. Grandpa has a guest here!" Old Li touched the child's head in a doting way, looked at a person in the distance, and immediately two nannies came, taking the child and pushing the equipment away.

"Old Tang, you are a busy person. What's the matter with me today?

"Old Li took a towel to wipe his sweat and walked with Tang San.

"Old Li, when there is no one, you should call me Xiao Tang, call me Lao Tang, isn't this slapping my dad in the face?

Tang San said with a wry smile.

"Haha, okay, call you Xiao Tang!" Old Li laughed. In fact, when there are many people, he calls Tang San and Xiao Tang, so others will definitely find it strange. After all, the two seem to be about the same age, so most of them call Lao Tang.

And when there was no one, Tang San also called Lao Li Senior Li.

"Senior Li, this is what you have been finding the handwriting of Qi Baishi and the original work of Uncle Tang!" Tang San asked someone to bring two scrolls of paintings.

Old Li's eyes lit up, and after taking it, they slowly opened it, and then smiled.

With his vision, he could tell at a glance that the scroll was authentic and fake! "Okay!" Old Li shouted, looking so fond of love.

At their age, money, power, and martial arts are hard to attract them, but it is more important to be happy! "Senior Li, I want to ask you to help me once!" Tang San saw that the time was almost done, so he was straightforward.

Because he knows that he should not be fooled by people like Lao Li, it is best to be honest and be open-minded.

Old Li frowned: "I have been washing my hands for many years. You are forcing me to go to Liangshan!" "If it weren't for helplessness, why would I make things difficult for you?" Tang San sighed: "You should know the contributions of the Tang family to Huacheng. With the help of the Tang family, Huacheng has become a first-tier city in China in one fell swoop. How much effort has our Tang family put in and helped many people!" "However, someone came to Huacheng and disrupted the order here, and became a local overlord, and became the king and domineering!" "My granddaughter Shuang'er died at his hands!" Hearing this, Old Li paled: "Shuang'er is dead?"

Who is so lawless? ""He is a man named Lin Chen. He is a young and frivolous man. He is already a martial arts overlord. He is a rampant person. The Arhats of the Jianghu are destroyed by him. He is a disaster for the Jianghu!" "However, he is obviously a Jianghu, but he interferes in secular affairs, does many evil deeds, and kills people like hell!" Tang San said one word.

Old Li's face turned cold: "At a young age, who is so handsome, who is his master? Is there no one to discipline him?

""I don't know where his master is. It is said that he has no sect or sect, but he has very high martial arts skills and is a master on the list of the world!" Tang Sandao.

Old Li sucked in air: "He is a master of the ground list?"

No wonder, no wonder, at this age, he is a master of the local list, so he naturally develops a arrogant temperament. Alas, this kind of young man is also a talent, but unfortunately he has gone wrongly!" "So I want to ask Lao Li to take action!" Tang San said solemnly: "It's not for the Tang family, it's for the people of Huacheng, and for the world, let him go to the right path in the name of the right path!"
Chapter completed!