Chapter 362

"Hey, hey, OK, it's safe."

Like Zhou Shilong's staff, Lao Kuang asked suspiciously, "Zhou Shao, listen to your tone, do you want to cure him? I cherish my antidote. Isn't it too wasteful to use it on him? "

"What's wrong with that kid? We haven't worked out the secrets of those three drugs up to now. What's more, let's delay for a while. Even if it's cured, the boy is disabled. He's full of flesh and skin, and can't even walk. What's more, he's afraid that he can jump out of trouble?

I want him to live in pain and see my Zhou family eat up his property and sleep with his wife. Ha ha ha... "

Lao Kuang, with a strange smile, gave a thumbs up: "no poison, no husband, Zhou Shaozhen is a great man."

Originally, Lao Kuang was flattering, but as soon as he heard the word "Wei", it reminded Zhou Shilong of some bad things.

His face darkened and he did not speak again.

Zhou Shilong returned to his residence in minzhou, Hongfu villa.

"Dad."

Zhou Jianguo is still drinking tea, sitting with a golden sword, not angry.

"How's the matter?"

"Don't worry, Dad, the miasma and poison stone has been confirmed. As soon as the time comes, the grandson will be able to fester and become disabled.

Don't be afraid of him. If he has no antidote, his life will be worse than death.

Isn't it up to us to hold it? "

"Is that Kuang reliable?"

Zhou Shilong didn't know where to find master Kuang, and Zhou Jianguo didn't know much about him.

"Don't worry, Dad, that man is a second dealer on the border, specializing in these strange things. It's weird, too. "

"Well, after going down, pay more attention to Chen Xiao's movements, and be sure not to leak."

"Yes

After giving orders to his son, Zhou Jianguo drank all the cool tea in his cup, full of revenge in his heart.

Fight me? Let you die without knowing how to die!

Zhou Jianguo has begun to fantasize. Seven days later, in the same place, the arrogant young man kneels in front of him and kowtows to beg for mercy.

Then, he will surely cheat all his secrets, and then enter the hell of the 18th floor without any politeness!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he was. Zhou Jian looked at the beautiful cheongsam woman who was making tea for him.

"Come here."

That night, Zhou Jianguo, in his fifties, returned to his peak.

In a flash of time, three days passed.

Twenty meters away from the Centennial clinic, there is a box on the second floor called "Guangyuan tea house".

Here, it's just opposite the gate of Chenxiao's Centennial clinic.

You can clearly see that Chen Xiao is treating patients inside, and it seems that he has no reaction.

"Lao Kuang, didn't you say that there would be a reaction in three days? Why is there no movement? "

"Maybe this man is strong. Don't worry, Zhou Shao. This kind of inhalation poison, the toxicity needs a period of time to accumulate, you have to let the bullet fly for a while

"Hahaha, right, right, let the bullet fly for a while."

Zhou Shilong put down his doubts and drank tea. He felt that today's tea was particularly good.

The fifth day, the same position.

"Lao Kuang, why haven't you responded?"

Zhou Shilong stared at the busy figure and always felt that there was something wrong with it.

Lao Kuang was also puzzled. According to reason, five days, more or less, should have a little reaction.

But why is this man still like nothing?

"Well, is he too strong?"

Zhou Shilong tilted his head: "it's possible that this boy is good at martial arts. A dozen people are not rivals. "

"Well, that's no wonder."

"Hum, no matter how powerful our martial arts are, under our clever calculation, if I want him to die, I must die!"

Zhou Shilong restrained his uneasiness, regained his confidence and continued to wait like a hunter.

The seventh day.

Today's Zhou Shilong doesn't look very well. He has a kind of morbid dish.

"Cough Lao Kuang, what's the matter? "

Zhou Shilong did not go to the teahouse today, but stayed in his Hongfu villa.

There is a doctor in a white coat beside him.

"Should It should be fast. "

Lao Kuang sees Chen Xiao in the teahouse as usual, and his face is full of doubts.

It's not scientific!

Is my miasma poison stone a fake?

Cough

Zhou Shilong's cough continues. The doctor beside him worries: "Zhou Shao, your temperature is very high. You may need to take some blood for test. In case of bacterial infection, it will be very troublesome."

"Smoke."

The tone was feverish and Zhou Shijiu was dispirited.However, the moment the doctor stabbed the needle into Zhou Shilong's wrist.

Hiss

Ming Ming can only prick out a small hole of the needle, but in zhoushilong's wrist, pick out large blood and meat.

It's like tearing it off.

All of a sudden, blood flow!

The doctor was confused, so was Zhou Shilong.

But this kind of flesh and blood tearing, Zhou Shilong did not feel any pain strangely, just like, falling off.

"What's the matter? What's wrong with me? "

Zhou Shilong panicked.

"I I don't know. "

The doctor said in a trembling voice that he had only seen this kind of scene in movies, and it was the first time he had seen it in people.

"Ah

With this excitement, Zhou Shilong stepped on his bed.

Another piece of flesh and blood fell off, and he still had no feeling.

The doctor had been scared, but after a short period of panic, Zhou Shilong suddenly realized that something unexpected had happened to him.

He put the phone to his ear before he could hang up: "Lao Kuang, you You come back soon, I seem to Poisoned

Zhou Shilong's exclamation seemed to light the whole Hongfu villa.

Hongfu villa, boiling!

Zhou Jianguo, who was still in his room, was about to ask what was going on when he heard what was going on outside.

His room was pushed away.

"How can you come in without knocking?"

If the person who came in was not ah Wu, his confidant, Zhou Jianguo would be furious on the spot.

"Mr. Zhou, no, young master, he He... "

Zhou Jianguo's heart immediately raised to his throat.

"What's the matter?"

"Young master, something's wrong with him!"

When Zhou Jianguo saw his son again, he was no longer a man.

It was only half an hour. Zhou Shilong's eyes were sunken, his lips were blue, and his body, limbs and flesh fell off.

The whole person is like a festering zombie. If it wasn't for Zhou Shilong's reason, he could still talk. Zhou Jianguo almost thought his son was infected with some biochemical virus and died.

The middle-aged man, master Kuang, also stood beside Zhou Shilong, uneasy.

Zhou Jianguo said angrily, "what's the matter? Why is that? "