Douluo's super god level choice

It took Tang Er and Tang San a short time to rob the Black Panther Hall. It was not until evening that two huge carts loaded with harvests walked out of the Black Panther Hall's gate.

Tang Er, who was originally walking in front, suddenly became slower and slower, and his physical strength was obviously a little weak.

Tang San immediately overtook and walked in front of Tang Er, looked at Tang Er with disdain, and smiled crazily, "Haha, brother, you can't do it anymore!"

Tang Er looked at Tang San who was extremely arrogant, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was immersed in pulling his cart, not knowing what he was thinking.

The orange sunset dragged two long shadows, but strangely, the one in front was getting longer and longer, while the one behind was getting shorter and shorter.

Tang San, who was tired and sweating profusely, was puzzled at this moment. Why is the car getting heavier and heavier? Is it because I am losing my physical strength? No, I can't let Tang Er see it.

Then, for the sake of face, this guy gritted his teeth, kicked his feet, and worked harder to pull up.

Seeing this scene, Tang Er behind him was already laughing from ear to ear, "Brother, you will always be my younger brother."

Then he looked at the bags in his car that had been reduced to half, reached out to pick up one, and gently threw it into Tang San's car, "Let's go!"

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"Brother! What's wrong? You're tired. Take a rest when you're tired. Brother won't laugh at you!" Tang Er looked at Tang San in front of him who was getting slower and slower, and deliberately used words to stimulate him.

"Fufufu!! How is it possible? It's only as heavy as this, and ten times as much is a piece of cake!" Tang San replied out of breath, then roared, and for the sake of face, buried his head and continued to pull it up.

Whenever Tang San wanted to look back, Tang Er would always say, "Brother, hurry up!"

Then this unlucky boy, who was so stubborn, immersed himself in working even harder.

Seeing this scene, Tang Er smiled with a sense of accomplishment, picked up the last bag in his car, "Go! Pikachu!"

Looking at his empty cart, and then at his brother's pile of carts in front of him, Tang Er pretended to be too tired to give up, gritted his teeth and stamped his feet vigorously, shouting, "Brother, hurry! Hurry!"

!I'll catch up with you soon!"

"Just a little bit closer!"

Hearing this, Tang San was shocked. He couldn't do it. His efforts cannot be in vain. If he wants his brother to surpass him, he might laugh at himself, "It's still eight hundred years too early to catch up with me."

Then he roared, ran the Xuantian Kung with all his strength to replenish his physical strength, controlled the crane and captured the dragon, grasped the handle of the car, and slid his feet like a ghost! He rushed out again!

"Haha, this unlucky naughty kid!" Then Tang Er whistled, leisurely threw the empty car away, and strolled down the street leisurely.

Ten minutes later, at the central street corner, Tang San was lying on his back on the street, completely exhausted and exhausted.

"Hehe, brother, if you fight with me, you still have eight hundred years to go! Hehehe." Tang San muttered to himself very accomplished.

But when he turned around to look at his twice as many bags, two strands of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and a hoarse roar came from the empty street corner.

"Tang Er! I'm going to kill you!"

A few minutes later, at the corner of the street, Tang Er walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

I saw Tang San lying on the ground, motionless, his head was bleeding, and his car was missing. This guy couldn't be killed and cheated.

Thinking of this, his expression changed drastically, and he quickly stepped forward and asked in concern, "Brother, brother, what's wrong with you! Don't die! Who is it!"

At this moment, Tang San suddenly got angry, picked up a big brick in his hand, and smacked it towards Tang Er, "I spent a lot of money to trick you!"

Bang! Bricks smash!

Tang Er touched his head and said, "Hey! It's quite boring!"

Looking at the cart hidden at the corner of the street, "I'm going home first! You pull it slowly, don't rush it!"

Hearing this, Tang San cried even more sadly. He deliberately broke his head and planned a perfect revenge plan, but in exchange for a boring sentence!

"I can't bear it anymore, Tang Laoer, I will fight with you!"

"Haha, fight, little mistress, stop making trouble, it's getting late, go home and wash up and go to bed, I don't have time to fool around with you!"

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A minute later, Tang San stared at this professional cheater with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Seeing Tang Er's triumphant look, Tang San was desperate. He couldn't beat him again and again. Was he going to be tricked by him all his life?

No, I want to resist! Then I suddenly remembered something, my face suddenly turned gloomy, and I stood up gently.

"Why, little third son, have you figured it out? Just pull the cart for me if you have figured it out!" Tang Er yawned and said lazily. It seemed that he, the idiot, was better, and the little third son was eaten to death by him.

dead.

"Tang Er!" Tang San shouted coldly.

"Well, what's wrong! Still not convinced, are you?" Tang Er waved his arms as if to start a fight.

Then Tang San smiled very weirdly, and suddenly he covered his upper thigh and screamed, "Tang Er, Tang Er, Tang Er, what's wrong with you!"

Then he suddenly rubbed his eyes again, "Who! Who called me!"

"Brother, do we know each other? What's the point of calling me?"

"Tang Er, I can't live without you!"

...

What Tang San imitated is so lifelike, and it's also an enhanced version. Well, since I can't beat you, then I'll disgust you to death. Brother, you can't fight me.

Tang Er's face turned livid for an instant, and then suddenly it turned red and blood was dripping out. He had no idea what kind of monster this kid was.

"Third son, I think you are seeking death!" Then he rushed forward with his fists drawn.

Tang Er, "I let you shout!"

Tang San, "No, my name is Tang Er, what's wrong with your name!"

Then Tang Er made a left hook!

Tang Er said, "I'll tell you which pot you won't open and pick up!"

Tang San, "I am wronged! Don't you call me Tang Er? Brother, you can't be so barbaric. If you have something to say, please speak it up!"

Then Tang Er made a right uppercut!

...

One minute later!

Tang Er said, "Third son, what do you call me?"

Tang San looked at Tang Er's angry hair that exploded, and felt so happy. Even though it was physically painful, we felt proud in our hearts!

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Tang San grinned and said, "Brother, my dear second brother, my most gentle and kind second brother!"

"You can't say two things when you talk about brother, but you dare to say two things!" Tang Er was completely angered by Tang San who was acting like a monster, and he faintly lost his mind.

When Tang San saw it, he realized that the bad thing had gone too far, and it made the second child anxious! "Brother, I was wrong, please spare my life!"

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Tang Er's unbearable past caused him to have an extremely abhorrent feeling towards the word "two words".

On the street, "Two dogs! Two dogs! Go home for dinner!"

Then Tang Er knocked the man unconscious with his fist without asking any questions.

"Second uncle! You're here, please come inside!" the waiter greeted enthusiastically.

Then another kick came from Tang Er, a pervert.

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The word "two" has now become a taboo for Tang Er. Whenever he mentions it, he seems to be laughing at himself.

Suddenly a slight cough came from behind the two of them, "Hey! Erzi! What are you doing?"

"What kind of son called you Erzi? You're so tired!" Tang Er, furious, roared, picked up the bricks next to him, and slapped them behind him regardless of the situation.

"You little thief is so brave, let your second son, second son, see if I don't shoot you to death!"

Then like a crazy bullfight, he rushed over.

A pair of big hands pressed against Tang Er's little head. The iron head that had swept through thousands of armies in the past seemed to be stuck in a swamp, unable to hold it up or pull it out.

But Tang Er, who was so angry that he couldn't think of so much.

"Shoot you to death! I'll shoot you!"

"You damn son, no one dares to laugh at labor and management!"

"You're dead! I don't dare to kill my third brother, but your kid is dead!"

His hands were flapping wildly, but he couldn't reach the person at all, which looked very funny.

"Oh! That's right!" A majestic but angry voice came from above.

"Hey! Damn, this voice sounds familiar!" Tang Er calmed down a little.

"Wow wow wow! Dad! Tang Er is crazy, look at how he beat me." Tang San quickly spat and smeared it on his face, picked up Tang Hao's waist, and cried loudly in grievance.

Tang Er slowly raised his little face and saw Tang Hao's old face that was as black as coal, and his body shook involuntarily.

"Who is the little thief!"

"Shoot someone to death!"

"Who is the turtle son again?"

"Which one is dead!"

Tang Hao, who came out to look for his two precious sons who had been missing all day, felt like a volcano about to erupt.

"You little bastard, labor and management will beat you to death today for being such an unfilial creature!