Douluo's super god level choice

At night, Tang Er and Tang San were discussing the great cause of getting rich.

A plaintive voice came out, "I want to make a fortune, is it easy for me?"

"Which son of a bitch is so wicked as to dig a big hole?"

"Quickly, boil some bath water for me. You're such a wicked thing, and you're pouring oil into the pit. Don't let me know who it is!"

Then Tang Hao walked in, covered in oil and dirt, cursing.

Tang Er and Tang San were stunned. The three of them looked at each other for confirmation. There was no doubt that they were father and son. They had exactly the same virtues.

Tang Er suppressed his laughter and glanced at his father sympathetically, "Is it okay for you to scold yourself like this?"

Then he realized, "If you are a turtle, then I will also become the son of a turtle, you damn third child."

Then he glared at Tang San fiercely.

When Tang San saw this, he felt quite panicked, but he looked as calm as an old dog, "Dad, that turtle grandson is really hateful. Calm down, I'll boil some bath water for you."

In order to clear my name, I had no choice but to act like a bastard for a while. Anyway, it was not a loss. I even got scolded and made a small profit.

But the next moment, Tang San was dumbfounded, remembering the plan he had just made with his second son, waiting for his father to come back, and discussing the plan to make a fortune together.

Three boxes filled with stolen money were placed on the table, and the dazzling gold soul coins could blind the eyes.

Tang Hao's face suddenly darkened, and he understood everything. It turned out that these two brats got in first, "Who dug the hole?"

Tang Er pointed at Tang San with his finger, and then took out his clothes that were full of oil and dirt.

"Lao San, you are so cruel! You dare to scold yourself, do you think I look so much like a turtle?" Tang Hao lifted Tang San up with a look of despair on his face.

"You scolded yourself, I just repeated it." Tang San muttered in a low voice.

"How dare you talk back!" Tang Hao was furious, carrying Tang San and walking into the house.

"Come on, dad, I'll give you the rope. Just hang him up and beat him. Don't hit him too hard!" Tang Er followed up.

"Ding! Trigger selection!

1. Save your younger brother from his father and you will be rewarded with a Tangmen Street. The host only needs to purchase the land, and the system will help you build a commercial street integrating eating, drinking and entertainment! Act quickly!

2. Convince dad not to use the belt to whip him, but to use the mace for more energy! Relieve the hatred! The reward is the same as above!"

"Who makes me a good brother?" Tang Er took out a pill from his pocket and walked up to Tang Hao, who was furious and whipping his belt.

With a single move of his little hand, the god of love, which was the system reward last night, slipped into Tang Hao's mouth.

Suddenly! Tang Hao stopped what he was doing, and his eyes almost popped out of his head due to excessive shock.

A thick white mist surrounded him, and he felt that all the injuries he had suffered in the past were being healed quickly, whether they were physical or mental.

"This, how is this possible! The second child! Is he really the reincarnation of a god! This is incredible!" Tang Hao only felt that his life in the past few decades had been in vain, and the second child refreshed his understanding again and again.

Know.

"However, even if he is really a god, so what? He is not the son of me, Tang Hao. Treating a god as if he were his son is too pretentious, isn't it?"

Tang Hao's novel brain circuit caused Tang Er's subsequent confusion.

Tang Hao let go of Tang San, but the movement of pulling the belt did not stop.

"Well, isn't such a big surprise enough to offset dad's anger towards the third son?" Then Tang Er couldn't bear to stare and closed his eyes.

"It seems that the mistress is doomed this time."

"Papa papa!" Tang Er was stunned immediately and asked with disbelief on his face, "Dad, where is the third son? Why are you beating me?"

It's okay not to say anything, but after saying that, Tang Hao smoked even more vigorously, "Haha, you are the one who is being smoked!"

"With such a good thing, if I didn't honor my dad earlier, I would have been miserable for so many years!"

"Hahaha, I'll beat you to death, you unfilial son!"

"Haha, it's so refreshing. It feels much better than having a dick!"

"Dad, you must be suffering from Alzheimer's disease! Stop twitching! It hurts!" Tang Er shouted in confusion. Even to his death, he could not guess Tang Hao's novel brain circuitry.

Tang San was stunned for a long time before he realized that although he didn't know what the situation was, he couldn't be idle while pumping his dick.

"Dad, use the rope, hang it up, and whip it seriously!"

"Third brother, you are shameless. I am here to save you, so just wait for me!"

"Dad, he threatened me, I'm so scared!"

...

Fortunately, this time my father was just having a seizure, and the attack was not serious. It seemed that he was just convulsing for the sake of being convulsed. Unfortunately, there is no minor protection law. Otherwise, if I had charged my father with child abuse, I would have beaten him now. How can I be a filial son?

Woolen cloth.

The next day, the father and son discussed how to make a fortune all day long.

Tang Er currently placed three things on the table, a bottle of Maotai! A bunch of candied haws! And a hamburger!

A fierce dispute arose.

Tang Hao, who was addicted to alcohol, blushed and had a thick neck, "All the money will be used to open the bar! This wine is a magical brew, it will definitely make a lot of money. Who dares to object to me and beat him!"

Tang San, who was completely impressed by the sour and sweet taste after eating a bunch of candied haws on a stick, did not give up at all.

"Tanghulu, all used to invest in candied haws! I pulled this money back! All the money is mine, you have to listen to me!"

Tang Er looked at it for a moment, as if these things all belong to me! Why are you waiting for me so confidently, can you still ask for some dignity?

"Hey, look here, dad, brother, can you listen to my command?" Tang Er said with a smile, holding Tanghulu in one hand and Maotai in the other.

There had been sparks flying just now, and the father and son immediately stopped arguing. In less than a second, Tang's hands were empty.

Licking their faces, they spoke in unison.

"Maotai has enough control, everything is easy to talk about!"

"If you have enough candied haws, I will be my brother's little cotton-padded jacket!"

...

Next came the vigorous purchase of land, and Tang Er also experienced what it meant to be a wealthy developer.

It took nearly a week and nearly 450,000 gold soul coins to acquire the entire street in front of Notting College.

Although the street is not big, there are dozens of large and small shops, some of which are willing to raise prices and are unwilling to sell, but the sinister developer Tang and his sons are not good at it!

With one Italian cannon, the house was blown to rubble by the unscrupulous developers who forcibly demolished it.

Then things became simple, you just cried and begged to sell it, and you didn't give any money.

This world is like this, there is no so-called logic, only who has the bigger fist!

The entire street just happened to surround Notting College. The father and son looked at the street in front of them with some excitement.

Tang Hao, "This Tangmen Street will be the territory of our father and son from now on."

Tang San, "Dad, considering your potential, I want the entire Notting City!"

Tang Er grinned, "Notting City? It's too small, I want..."

"Second brother, what do you want?" Tang Hao and Tang San asked curiously at the same time.

Tang Er smiled faintly and waved his little hand, "I want this day, no longer can you cover my eyes!"

A thick white mist rose from the ground and instantly filled the entire street. Then the entire street seemed to be separated from the entire Douluo Continent and turned into a small independent world.

"I want this land, and I can no longer bury my heart!"

Then he lightly stomped his little foot, and in an instant, the whole street turned into powder!

"I want all living beings to understand what I mean!"

With a small breath of air, countless pavilions and pavilions rose from the ground.

"I want all the power of this Douluo to disappear into thin air!"

The smoke dissipated, and a beautiful new street emerged in the Douluo Continent, but it was incompatible with it!

Tang Er, with his small body, was so angry at this moment, "Haha, you must be scared, this pretense is perfect!"

"Second brother, what do you mean?"

"Brother, I didn't understand what you said!"

Two confused and confused voices came out.

"Pfft!" Tang Er was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground!

"Second brother, please explain, why are you covering your eyes today? I can see clearly. There are still birds flying, so you are not covering them!"

"Brother, how can you bury your heart? If you bury it, won't you die? Haha, brother, you are so funny!"

"Third son, do you understand what second son means? Anyway, I don't. Neither of us understands. Stop teasing these sentient beings! Haha!"

...

Tang Er was completely pissed off by this idiot father and son, and shouted, "I will use Noting City as a base to overthrow Tiandou! Crush Xingluo! Crush the three upper sects to death! Annihilate the Spirit Hall!"

"I want the entire Douluo Continent to know that I, Tang Er, are the most awesome! Hahaha!"

As soon as these words came out, there were strong winds all around. Tang Er's small figure seemed to be able to stab the sky and the earth at this moment, and he was really full of tyranny.

The premise is that the father and son are not broken up.

Tang San, "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally boring! Bragging doesn't cost any money, so I'm going to choose my candied haws shop!"

Tang Hao, "Lao San, how dare you, I saw that building first, it's my bar!"

"If you run away again, I'll break your legs!"

...

"Hey! Hey! Stop it! Just save some face for me!" Tang Er looked helpless.

Labor and management can't shout, "I want to be Douluo's number one prodigal son, Douluo's number one playboy. I originally wanted to count on you two, but with your virtues, I really can't tell who is the prodigal and who is the playboy!"