Douluo's super god level choice

A few days have passed, and with the help of Tang Er's money to smoothen the relationship, Xiao Wu successfully entered Notting College.

Qishe, Tang Er, Tang San, and Xiao Wu accepted the daily worship of the mountain from their younger brothers.

"Second Master! Third Master! Sister Xiao Wu! OK!"

Under the leadership of Wang Sheng, Qishe collectively greeted the three little overlords.

"Yeah! Be good, today the Second Master will take you to Tangmen Street to have some fun!" Tang Er waved his hand, showing off his rich and tyrannical style.

"It's true! Erye! Everything in Tangmen Street started with Gintama coins. How can we working-study students afford it?"

Wang Sheng asked with a grimace and disbelief.

"Haha, I won't let you pay for it. If you want to go, follow me!"

Tang Er smiled and walked out of Qishe with Tang San Xiaowu. It seemed that his identity was kept secret quite well.

The other children hesitated for a while and then followed suit.

At noon, Tangmen Street was crowded and lively.

Tang Deji is very popular among students. Basically, the aristocratic children of Notting College have their lunch here.

Tang Er walked in with Wang Sheng and others.

Seeing this bustling business, Tang Er was very satisfied. He waved his little hand and shouted with great enthusiasm.

"Eat as much as you like! Today! Everyone! I'll pay for it, Mr. Er!"

"Second Master! Let's just go and have a bowl of noodles. It's too expensive here, so let's go!"

Wang Sheng persuaded them timidly. After all, the second master was also a work-study student, so he paid them to have dinner here.

"Why do you, little saint, look down on my brother?"

Tang San and Xiao Wu asked at the same time in a tacit understanding. They looked at each other for confirmation, but they didn't meet the right person.

"Why do you want to imitate me?"

"You learned from me!"

"You brat, my skin is itchy again!"

"Brother! You stinky girl are scaring me!"

Then the two enemies started fighting again. Tang Er was accustomed to this and ignored it, smiling at Wang Sheng.

"It's okay, eat to your heart's content! From now on, we will eat, drink and sleep in Qishe! We are all here in Tangmen Street! Eat whatever you want! Eat as much as you want!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar, instantly attracting the attention of all the guests in Tang Deji.

Seeing Wang Sheng and the others in rags, unkempt hair, and looking like beggars, the whole audience immediately despised them.

"Hey! These little beggars must be crazy."

"Haha, I think I haven't woken up from a dream. Even the city lord wouldn't dare to say such big things!"

"This delicacy in the world can only be enjoyed by us nobles. For untouchables like them, even smelling it is a waste!"

"Get these stinky beggars away quickly! They are affecting my young master's appetite!"

...

Hearing the sounds of disdain and feeling the looks of disgust and contempt were like sharp swords piercing their young hearts.

Wang Sheng held back his tears, gritted his teeth, and pulled Tang Er's sleeves, "Second Master! Let's go, we have already felt your kindness to our brothers."

"Yes, Second Master! The noodles in the cafeteria are quite delicious. Why don't Second Master treat the brothers to some noodles?"

"Third Master, Sister Xiaowu, really, the noodles in the cafeteria are delicious and affordable!"

The other children also choked with sobs and pretended to be happy while persuading.

They are poor and they are looked down upon. They are accustomed to it, but every time at this time, I still can't help but want to cry, we are poor, we are just poor now!

"Haha, go home and eat shit, you poor people!"

"No! Mr. Lei is in a good mood today! Just feed the dog!"

One of the teenagers threw a hamburger he had taken a bite out towards Tang Er and the others.

When the other nobles saw this, they were immediately amused and threw their hamburgers and French fries over one after another. The whole store was filled with sarcastic ridicule.

"Haha, good dog, eat it quickly!"

"Have you seen this little beggar? Hurry up and eat, and then kowtow to me a few times, and I will reward you with a few more mouthfuls of leftover rice!"

...

Tang Er looked at this group of scum who didn't treat people as human beings. They looked so arrogant and domineering, waiting for me arrogantly.

Looking at Wang Sheng and the others again, I remembered something that I shouldn't have thought of.

In my previous life, my family was also very poor. I still remember the first time I went to my girlfriend's house. Her parents always looked at the ceiling.

The feeling in my heart is indescribable. In short, it hurts more than stabbing my heart with a knife!

Tang Er didn't say anything, he patted Wang Sheng and the others on their backs, and said lightly, "You are my younger brothers, Tang Er, and you are the most noble people in Douluo Continent!"

Then his eyes swept over the faces of everyone who was mocking them and throwing leftovers at them, and coldly ordered, "Third son, Xiao Wu, close the door for me!"

This move completely angered the nobles present.

Four tall teenagers walked out of the crowd, and the first one was the one who took the lead in hitting Tang Er and the others.

Looking down at Tang Er and the others from above.

"Wang Sheng, what do you poor guys want to do?"

"Poor guys should hide in the toilet and eat shit. This is a place only our noble nobles can enjoy!"

"Get the hell out of here as far away as you can, you lowly bitch!"

...

When the crowd saw these four people coming forward, they immediately became excited again.

"It's the Four Little Overlords, they're in for a good show now!"

"Haha, who told these little beggars to come to a place they shouldn't be? This time they will have to shed their skin even if they don't die!"

"Kill these poor devils! Beat them to death!"

The pleasure of the nobles is to play with the lives of the poor, because in their eyes, the poor are just ants.

"Second Master, leave quickly! Please! I still have a young sister at home. She is the only one left. I can't die!"

Wang Sheng couldn't bear it anymore, he cried and begged.

"Third Master, Sister Xiaowu quickly advises Second Master, we can't afford to offend the nobles. Even if they kill us, it will be in vain!"

The other children were trembling, pleading with Xiao Wu and Tang San.

Tang Er's little face was livid at the moment, just like the time when Tang Clan was destroyed, no, even darker than that time.

[Ding! Trigger selection!

1. Defeat them all. No one is left. The dignity of our Tang Sect cannot be trampled on. We will reward you with 100,000 choice coins.

2. Pay back the humiliation to them, trample on the dignity of these damn nobles, and make them kneel and lick you like dogs. As a reward, mutate the martial souls of other members of Qishe and upgrade their soul power to level eight]

Tang Er considers himself not a good person, but he will never treat those around him badly.

It is obviously more perverted than killing them and causing endless humiliation.

"Hey! What a beautiful little loli, I never thought that flowers can come out of cow dung to make my brother happy!"

A young man among the four of them stretched out his hand towards Xiao Wu with a vulgar look on his face.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wu was fine, and Tang San was furious.

He rushed out with a single lunge and knocked down four people in an instant.

The punches hit the flesh, and the opponent was unable to fight back, "I called you a bitch! I called you a bitch! Don't think you are just children, Third Master, I can't bear to kill you!"

As he spoke, he raised the saber on his waist and stabbed the leading young man in the throat.

"No! Poor guy! You can't kill me! My father's name is Li Gang! He is the president of the Blue Dragon Society!"

Tang San held the saber in his hand and glanced at Tang Er, waiting for a decision.

The young man thought that Tang San was intimidated by his father's name, so he snorted arrogantly, "A pariah is a pariah, even if you can kill me, do you dare to kill me!"

Tang Er looked at all this coldly, picked up a walkie-talkie in his hand, and said coldly, "President of the Fourth Association, come quickly to Tang Deji! Remember to hold the knife!"

Then he and Tang San guarded the door, silently.