His future is limitless.

Let me take poison?

Dream.

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

"Don't dare? Well, then, as you have agreed before, teacher and nephew, Little White Mouse."

Zhou Yongnian was ready long ago.

Two small cages were carried up, and inside were two lively white mice, staring at their blood-red eyes and looking around.

The middle-aged man looked at Su Mu, and his voice sounded:

"Young man, you and me are not comparable. Even if your poison is the same as me, I have prepared thirty-six kinds, and you only have one."

Su Mu smiled and said with a slight look:

"I'll find out after trying."

Lin Guoan, who was on the side, looked at Su Mu, and then asked in a low voice to Gong Yang Qing:

"Old Qing, who do you think will win?"

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

"Are you that curious?"

Lin Guoan smiled a little embarrassedly and said:

"How about we bet? If I lose, I will go to Mufengtang for a medical treatment every Sunday. If you lose, just go to Dongyang Hospital once a week."

Gong Yang Qing's wrinkled face stretched out directly, nodding without hesitation:

"Remember to come to work next Sunday."

Lin Guoan was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled helplessly.

I want to take a look.
Chapter completed!