After divorce, the useless husband withdrew 10 billion yuan

Chapter 427: There is always a higher place

This medicine is a highly toxic drug, even stronger than rat poison. If you take it, you will bleed to death from all seven orifices within ten minutes.

"You beast..."

Jiang Chongshan was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

When Shen Luoyun heard this, he also lowered his head and smelled the chicken soup. Sure enough, there was a strange smell mixed in with the strong aroma of chicken soup.

But if you don’t smell it carefully, you can’t smell it at all!

If Su Ming hadn't stopped her, she might have already drunk it.

She was the eldest daughter of a prominent medical family in Zhongzhou, yet she hadn't even noticed this. She was truly ashamed. But this guy was truly vicious, not even sparing her own master. Who could have foreseen this?

Han Fei smiled grimly, raised his head and stared coldly at Su Ming: "It seems that you are indeed quite capable, but how did you know that I used the Withered Soul Powder?"

Of course, he had acted very convincingly just now, and he apologized as soon as he came up.

He was even more flattering to Su Ming. He even deceived Jiang Chongshan, but this kid didn't fall for it?

Su Ming smiled jokingly, "If you want to study the Art of War, just study it carefully. You're still far from being good at playing with poison. I've been playing with things like Soul-Withering Powder since I was ten years old."

After understanding everything, Jiang Chongshan flew into a rage and raised his hand to hit Han Fei: "You beast, I will kill you!"

However, after taking only two steps, his blood began to boil and he began coughing violently, unable to even straighten his back.

Han Fei laughed loudly: "Come on, don't you like to beat and scold me? Come, I will stand and let you beat me. I think you are capable if you can come to me, old waste."

Then he raised his head again, looked at Su Ming, sneered grimly, and said, "Boy, I admit that you do have some stuff. But not much. If you really had any brains, you should have stopped Jiang Chongshan before he drank it. But now, it's too late. In less than ten minutes, once Jiang Chongshan is dead, the entire Tianshi Mansion will be under my control!"

"When the time comes, if I want you to die, you will die. None of you will be able to get down the mountain alive!"

From this, it can be seen that Han Fei had planned to poison Jiang Chongshan long ago, otherwise he would not have carried such a highly toxic drug as the Soul-Withering Powder with him.

It was not because of Su Ming's appearance that angered the other party!

The reason should be Jiang Chongshan's harshness towards Han Fei, which made this guy suppress his deep resentment.

From the few questions he asked Jiang Chongshan just now, it can be seen that Han Fei already felt that as long as Jiang Chongshan was not dead, he would never be able to make a breakthrough, so he had the intention to kill him.

"So, boy, kneel down and beg for mercy now, there's still time."

Han Fei looked at Su Ming with a smug look on his face.

"is it?"

Su Ming grinned, walked behind Jiang Chongshan, and slapped Jiang Chongshan twice on the back.

"Wow…"

Jiang Chongshan felt a turbulent storm in his stomach. He opened his mouth and vomited out all the chicken soup he had just drunk, along with the stomach acid.

Su Ming raised his hand and handed Jiang Chongshan a Dragon Roar Pill: "Take it and you'll be fine!"

"Thank you, master."

Jiang Chongshan recognized the Dragon Roar Pill at a glance. It was a sixth-grade magical medicine. Its detoxification effect was top-notch.

He took it quickly, and immediately, his complexion began to warm up.

"What did you do, man?"

Looking at this scene, Han Fei was shocked and confused.

Su Ming smiled and said, "I've been playing with this since I was ten years old. Do you think I don't know how to detoxify your master? Your master won't die unless I let him die. It's not your turn to have the final say in the Tianshi Mansion!"

"you…"

Han Fei was completely shocked, his eyes widened instantly, and he looked at Su Ming in disbelief.

I was so shocked that I couldn't express it more!

Who the hell is this bastard?

How could it be possible to cure a highly toxic drug like the Soul-Withering Powder?

"You, who are you?" Han Fei took two steps back and looked at Su Ming in horror.

Shen Luoyun slowly stood up and said with a smile: "Your master is not stupid, you are stupid. If my brother Su really had no ability at all, Mr. Jiang would have accepted my brother Su as his master. You can't even figure this out, and you dare to poison me. It's like showing off your sword in front of Guan Gong. Listen carefully, my brother Su is the king of Jiuzhou!"

"King of Kyushu?"

"impossible!"

Han Fei sneered: "If he is the king of Jiuzhou, then I am the king of heaven. You die!"

With a roar, the furious Han Fei pulled out a dagger from his arms, rushed towards Su Ming, raised the dagger and stabbed Su Ming's chest.

Su Ming smiled and shook his head, looking at Han Fei with a hint of pity.

He didn't even need to make a move, Qin Shuang jumped out from behind, kicked Han Fei to the ground, drew out the knife in his hand, and slashed it on Han Fei's neck.

puff!

Blood splattered everywhere, and Han Fei's head rolled several times on the ground. His eyes were wide open, and he couldn't close them even after he died. His eyes were full of unwillingness and disbelief.

How could he believe that he had been planning for more than ten years and finally made up his mind, but ended up meeting Su Ming!

How can I accept that he was full of ambition, but died so easily?

"Hey!"

When Jiang Chongshan saw this scene, he sighed heavily and felt heartbroken.

It was as if I had aged several years in an instant.

Although Han Fei deserved to die, his death was not a pity at all.

However, this is his Tianshi Mansion, and the only person who can inherit his mantle! "Come here!"

Jiang Chongshan waved to the servants beside him.

The servant ran up trembling with fear.

"Pick up the body, and don't spread the news for now, lest the disciples of the Tianshi Mansion know and feel disheartened."

Jiang Chongshan said with a sigh.

"Yes, Master!"

Several servants cleaned up the body.

Jiang Chongshan knelt heavily before Su Ming and thanked him, "Thank you, King Su, for saving my life. Before, you refused to acknowledge me as your disciple. I was a little bit dissatisfied. Now, I understand. My eyes are really blurry and I can't even recognize my own disciples. I am really not worthy of being your disciple, King Su!"

Su Ming waved his hand, sat down again, and said with a calm smile: "You are mistaken. I don't accept you as my apprentice, not because you are not qualified. It's because I don't want to accept a disciple at all." "Even if it's Shen Luoyun, I only promised to teach her some medical skills, but I won't accept her as my apprentice!"

"So, you will be no exception."

Jiang Chongshan showed a hint of joy, looked up at Su Ming and asked happily: "Doesn't King Su think I'm too stupid?"

Su Ming curled his lips and smiled: "If you were stupid, you wouldn't have achieved the status of a Heavenly Master of Military Strategy. You have your way, and I have mine. If we have different ways, we can't work together. How can we be master and disciple?"

"Also, stop sighing. Your eldest disciple's comprehension is far inferior. It's impossible for him to inherit your legacy. I think Xu Zifeng is much stronger than him!"

"I see!"

After hearing these words, Jiang Chongshan suddenly understood. He kowtowed respectfully to Su Ming again and said, "Thank you, King Su, for your guidance. I have completely understood. The King of Kyushu is unparalleled in the world!"

Jiang Chongshan was completely convinced!

It turns out that along the way, even if I followed Su Ming and saw him display countless amazing skills, they were actually just the tip of the iceberg.

This kind of mentality is simply not comparable to his!

Su Ming's few words seemed to open the door to a new world for him.

He understood what it meant to look far and wide from a high place. There is always someone better than you, and he still has a long way to go!

An old horse in the stable still has a thousand miles to go, and a martyr in his old age still has great ambitions.