Chapter 845: Useless Teammate
Li Shan’s stomach was once again given a solid kick.
This time, however, his body didn’t fly away because both of his shoulders were tightly locked by Lin Tian.
Bam!
Bam!
Bam!
Every kick Lin Tian landed was accompanied by a miserable scream that echoed through the prison.
This guy, every kick he delivered had immense force.
What’s he trying to do? Is he trying to kill someone?
Doing something like this in prison is really irrational, isn’t it?!
At this moment, Tang Feng was standing not far away, and as he listened to those miserable screams, he couldn’t be happier.
"Lin Tian, that’s what you get for messing with me! Getting your payback now, aren’t you!"
...
Tang Zong was standing to the side, already dumbfounded. He was completely shocked by Lin Tian’s violent output. This guy fighting two against one so easily, could he be a high-level Martial Artist?
But as soon as this thought appeared in his mind, he already had the intention to back out.
Going against a high-level Martial Artist as a mid-level one—what’s that if not seeking death?
Yue Rong, lying on the ground watching the scene, shouted loudly, "Tang Zong! What the hell... are you doing?"
Tang Zong shuddered, and then he reacted.
Although fear arose in his heart, it wasn’t enough to make him flee. However, he didn’t foolishly charge forward directly either; instead, he pulled out a hidden weapon from his waist and aimed it at Lin Tian, throwing it out.
The Tang Family has conducted very deep research on medicines, especially poisons. But there are a thousand and one ways to administer poison. The simplest method now is to diffuse the poison in the air so that Lin Tian can be poisoned effortlessly.
Unfortunately, he didn’t carry that kind of medicine with him, so he could only choose the simplest, most brutal hidden weapon.
As a disciple of an ancient martial family, especially the Tang Family, even in business, one must master excellent hidden weapon skills!
The Tang Family’s hidden weapons come in many varieties, one of which starts with a thin, hair-like long needle. It’s hollow inside, and just a tiny bit is enough to bring out the best of the Tang Family’s medicinal properties.
It could contain a deadly poison, a chronic poison, or even a sedative.
How sharp was Lin Tian’s perception? After he gave Li Shan’s belly another fierce kick, he used his huge body as a shield in front of him.
So robust! It’s a natural human shield!
Thud thud thud~
Those hair-like hidden weapons all shot into Li Shan’s body.
In just a few breaths, Li Shan’s complexion began to turn bright red.
This redness was sickly, with many small bumps, looking like a rash.
Lin Tian promptly threw this guy to the ground and passed spiritual qi over his hands twice to prevent the poison from spreading to his own body.
"Tang Zong... whose side are you on anyway?"
Li Shan, with his whole body aching, tilted his head to look at Tang Zong. The poison had already spread to his mouth, and even speaking made his mouth feel numb. If he had a mirror right now, he would definitely see how ugly he currently looked, especially those plump sausage lips.
"I..." Tang Zong opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but in the end, he didn’t say anything.
He felt quite aggrieved—how was it his fault? He had aimed correctly, and suddenly Li Shan blocked the way, is it his fault?
Lin Tian clapped his hands, looking down at the three men from above, and said with a smile, "Your individual strengths are not bad, but your teamwork is quite lacking. That’s a pity. I’ll give you another chance; come at me together."
"..."
No one moved because two of them couldn’t move anymore... and the one remaining didn’t dare to go head-to-head with Lin Tian, aside from throwing hidden weapons.
"We underestimated you." Tang Zong looked at Lin Tian as if facing a formidable enemy, quietly placing his hand behind his back.
As someone from the Ancient Martial the Tang Family, carrying poisons was inevitable! Because it’s their greatest life insurance.
"I don’t know what you just threw, but it surely contained Hemp Powder, right? Hmm, probably some Egg Yolk too."
"You, you... how do you know that?" Tang Zong widened his eyes, which made him look more in line with his bald head.
The people of the Tang Family are proficient in making poisons, and Tang Zong had been trained in this skill since childhood. Making poisons was also one of his hobbies.
And this medicine was something he had just concocted without even naming it. How did this guy know?
Tang Zong suddenly felt that Lin Tian was terrifying—could he be using Mind Reading?
Lin Tian snorted lightly and said, "How do I know? Is there anything I don’t know in this world? Not boasting, but many of your Tang Family’s poisons are nothing in my eyes."
Tang Zong was shocked, opening his mouth wide, feeling that Lin Tian’s words couldn’t be trusted at all! This was pure nonsense!
Yet, he had no reason to refute it. The only explanation was that Lin Tian was more versed in pharmacology than he was!
This guy was terrifying! Probably ten years younger than he was, yet already a high-level Martial Artist who knows poisons. What kind of monster is he?
Lin Tian leaned back on the edge of the bed, shaking his legs, and asked, "Let’s negotiate, shall we?"
Yue Rong got up from the ground, circulating his inner strength to recover from his internal injuries. Mainly his chest was hurt this time, needing a period of recuperation. He couldn’t just act recklessly; even if he could defeat Lin Tian, he would definitely avoid aggravating his internal injuries!
Li Shan glared at Lin Tian, struggling to move his sausage lips, and blurted out in poor Mandarin, "Do you even have any idea of a concussion?!"
Lin Tian repeated that in his mind, trying to understand what this guy meant. Those sausage lips really did make it hard for him.
"Aren’t you interested in the medicinal materials I snatched?" Lin Tian asked, legs crossed.
"..." Li Shan shut up instantly. He’s here just for that, how could he not be interested?!
"What do you want to negotiate?" Tang Zong asked, going with the flow, realizing that going against Lin Tian was not wise. At least not now.
Lin Tian, legs crossed, replied leisurely, "Why don’t you first detoxify that sausage-lipped guy down there? At this rate, he’ll need to go to the hospital emergency room."
Li Shan lifted his head, looking pitifully at Tang Zong with his watery eyes, as if to say: have some mercy on me.
Tang Zong glanced down at the nearly exhausted Li Shan, paused for two seconds, and then said, "There’s no antidote."
"What?!" Overcome with excitement, Li Shan’s voice suddenly broke, his sausage lips swelling even more.
"This, this is a new poison I’ve made, there’s no antidote..." Pausing for a bit, Tang Zong suggested, "Why don’t you try using inner strength to force the poison out?"
Li Shan immediately felt dizzy, unsure whether it was due to the poison’s effects or his anger.
In the end, he squeezed out another sentence, "You’re a worthless teammate!"
At least, those last three words were pronounced correctly.