Douluo's super god level choice

In a remote courtyard in the west of Notting City, dozens of people were lazily scattered around with machetes.

On the huge plaque, there are three powerful words of Black Panther Hall!

The door was opened, and several people walked in carrying two cloth bags.

"How are things going?" A fat black man was lying on a luxurious lounge chair in the center of the courtyard, squinting at the people below and asked.

"We brothers have been observing for many days. The Tang Sect is just an ordinary blacksmith shop. Brother, you are worrying too much!" the leader of the thin man reported back.

"Hmm! Why can't you see anyone alive or dead? It's not the fault of other gangs. That's strange!" The fat black man frowned and tapped the table with his fingers, showing off his boss style.

"But, brother, since people disappeared in Tangmen, they must know something!" The thin man waved his hand.

"Bang!" There were two loud noises, and the two sealed bags were slammed to the ground.

Then, the imaginary wailing sound did not come out, and the two bags remained motionless, like two pieces of dead meat.

"I won't be suffocated to death by you guys!" The fat black man stared at the thin man and others unkindly, his tone was a little cold.

The thin man was shocked when he saw that the eldest brother was about to get angry. It was really possible. After all, they were just two six-year-old children. Even if they were not suffocated to death, they might be frightened to death.

Thinking of this, the thin man quickly opened the special cloth bag on his left side, and Tang San's boneless head drooped out.

His big eyes were staring straight at the thin man, but he couldn't move!

When the thin man saw this, his uneasiness became even more serious. He stretched out his hand to detect Tang San's breathing, and found out that this guy was really dead, and he still died with his eyes open in peace.

Looking at the nearly a hundred people in the courtyard, especially the fat black man in the middle, he is a real soul master! Twenty of them can't defeat them! In the Tang Sect's thirty-six tactics, I am a corpse! The most you can do is bury me.

If you pick it up or throw it away, you won't be whipping the corpse in a perverted manner!

Tang San continued to use his own Tang Sect secret method to pretend to be dead.

But the tone of the fat black man above him became colder and colder, "Huh! It's not enough to accomplish anything, but it's more than enough to expose it!"

"Brother, there's another one here. Maybe he's not dead yet. He must know something!" The thin man quickly opened the bag on his right.

The same scene happened again, Tang Er's little head drooped with his eyes tightly closed.

When the thin man saw it, he knew that he was finished. If he brought back two corpses, the boss would definitely not let him go.

But then I discovered something was wrong.

"Huh huh huh..." Waves of slight snores came one after another, and a wisp of saliva dripped on the ground, which was particularly abrupt.

The thing about love is that I actually fell asleep because I woke up too early in the morning.

When the thin man saw this, he was overjoyed. Fortunately, this guy was not dead. He used his big feet to kick Tang Er hard, who was still sleeping.

"Bang!" followed by a loud noise.

"Ah! It hurts! My foot has been penetrated!" The thin man covered his foot and lay on the ground wailing.

[Ding, activate the anti-stab armor passive]

Everyone was stunned by this weird scene. What happened just now? Why did the thin man scream suddenly? It must not have been done by this brat. Then there is only one possibility. The thin man is really a waste!

"Trash, what a fucking trash, pull this trash down and beat him to death!" The fat black man was completely angry now, his face was trembling, it was extremely scary.

Seeing that their boss was angry, the other subordinates quickly stepped forward and surrounded Tang Er.

"Damn little brat, you dare to sleep when you are about to die!"

"First remove one of his arms and legs to see if he wakes up!"

The overwhelming fists and kicks struck mercilessly at Tang Er, who was still only six years old.

When Tang San saw this, his eyes widened even more, looking at him curiously. He didn't think that this old man who could press himself to the ground and rub him in all directions would be beaten to death like this.

As soon as the gangsters came into contact with Tang Er, they were all wailing and writhing in pain on the ground.

[Ding, activate the anti-stab armor passive!]

"Ah! It hurts so much, my leg is broken!"

"Oh! My hand, where is my hand!"

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The most terrifying thing was the gangster who kicked Tang Er's iron head. At this moment, his entire lower body exploded inch by inch.

"No! Save me! My feet! My legs!"

The last one is particularly tragic, "Ah! My dick!"

"Well! Who called me!"

"Who the hell called me by my name just now!" In his sleep, Tang Er faintly heard someone calling him heartbreakingly. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked around.

"Ah! My dick! My dick!" The gangster was lying on the ground dying, his voice full of nostalgia and reluctance.

Tang Er looked for the sound and saw a man with only the upper body left, curled up on the ground, muttering his nickname.

The feeling of reluctance in the shouting was more real than what my father shouted.

"Brother, do we know each other? What's the point of calling me?" Tang Er asked puzzledly.

"I can live without feet!

I can live without legs!

Even more so without a butt!"

Then he cast a pleading look at Tang Er.

"But I can't live without you, my favorite child, the happiness of my life! Without you, how can I live in the future!"

"Xiaohong, Cuihua, you will be widowed from now on!"

"Save my dick! I'm begging you!"

"Pfft!" Tang San's face turned red from suppressing it, and he couldn't bear it any longer.

Everyone burst out laughing, holding their stomachs and rolling crazily on the ground, "Hahahaha, I can't hold it in anymore, dick, dick, my dick."

"Who? Who called me!"

"May I ask, brother, what do you do for me?"

Tang San imitated Tang Er's tone just now, smiling crazily.

Hearing this, Tang Er reacted, his face turned red several times more than Tang San's, he was so embarrassed by himself, it was really embarrassing.

The people around who were missing arms and legs and the other gangsters who were watching the fun were also very amused by Tang Er's weirdness. However, because the extremely weird scene just now might have something to do with this kid, they all tried every means to hold it back.

There are various methods, some even use a knife to cut themselves, and they can barely bear to laugh under the severe pain.

Seeing that boy Tang San imitating me, he was laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe, knowing that his whole life's reputation was ruined.

Tang Er cried, the happier Tang San smiled, the sadder Tang Er cried.

Seeing a mound of dirt next to him, Tang Er walked over, pulled up the dirt, and buried his head in it, "It wasn't me just now! I was dreaming. I went on sleeping! Nothing happened when I woke up!"

"Brother, help me! Haha! I'm going to die. I can't breathe from laughing. Brother, hahaha! What should I do?" Tang San pulled Tang Er out, crying and laughing, his face getting redder and redder.

, he is going to laugh himself to death!

Tang Er covered his head with his clothes, "Little brother, you have recognized the wrong person. I am not Tang Er. I am a passerby who came in looking for the pig beast I raised. My name is Passerby A!"

"Brother, haha, I really want to die laughing! Think of a way, I, Tang San, still want to dominate Douluo, but I can't be laughed to death!"

"Ah! Haha, I never thought that I, Tang San, would laugh to death today! Hahaha." Tang San cried and laughed even more crazily.

[Ding! Trigger selection!

1. Scud, run away quickly. Everything just now was an illusion. The reward is 200 choice coins.

2. Host, you are so embarrassing, haha! You can’t laugh, I am a system without emotions! Hahaha, who is laughing? The host system has been invaded, it is not this system that is laughing, hahaha! Kill people and silence them.

, as a reward, a second-level thermal weapon M249, which can be used to burst into death soul masters and below.】

"Have you had enough trouble? Give them all to me and chop these two desperate brats into pieces!" The boss, Fatty Hei, was completely angry. He looked at Tang Er with eyes filled with murderous intent and infinite greed.

This kid must have the legendary defensive soul guide on his body, otherwise how could a little kid cripple his own little brother in his sleep? He must beat him, and then he can unify the underworld in Notting City and become the underground emperor.

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