It took Tang Er and Tang San a while to pick up the Black Panther Hall, and until in the evening, two huge carts carrying a lot of harvest, they walked out of the gate of the Black Panther Hall.

Tang Er, who was walking in front, suddenly became slower and slower, and he was obviously exhausted.

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

Tang Er looked at Tang San who was extremely proud, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He buried his head 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 so tired that he was sweating profusely, was heavier and heavier in the car? Is it because I was not able to maintain my energy? No, I can't let Tang Er see it.

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

Seeing this scene, Tang Er behind him was already smiling from ear to ear, "Brother, you are always younger brother."

Then he looked at the half-cut bag in his car, reached out and picked up one, and threw it gently into Tang San's car, "Go away!"

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"Brother! What's wrong? If you are tired, take a break when you are tired. Brother will not laugh at you!" Tang Er looked at Tang San who was getting slower and slower in front of him, deliberately stimulating with words.

"Huhuhuhuhuhuhu!! How is this possible? It's so heavy, and it's a piece of cake to do it ten times more!" Tang San replied unhurriedly, then shouted, and continued to pull it up for the sake of face.

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

Then this unlucky child, who was determined to work 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 looking at the pile of small hills of carts in front of me, Tang Er pretended to be tired and stomped his feet with difficulty, shouting, "Brother, hurry! Quick! I'll catch up with you soon!"

"It's just a little bit!"

Upon hearing this, Tang San was shocked. If he failed, his efforts could not be in vain. If he wanted to surpass him, he might laugh at him. "It's still eight hundred years before he wanted to catch up with me."

Then he shouted, and used the Xuantian Technique with all his strength to replenish his energy, controlled the crane and captured the dragon and grabbed the handlebars, and the ghost ghost's foot slid! He rushed out again!

"Haha, this unlucky naughty boy!" Then Tang Er whistled, threw away the empty car leisurely, and walked around the streets as if he was walking around.

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

"Hehe, brother, you're still eight hundred years away from fighting with me! Hehehe." Tang San murmured very accomplishedly.

But when I turned around and saw that my bag was twice as much as I had, two wisps of tears flowed out of the corners of my eyes, and a roar of excitement came from the empty street corner.

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

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

Seeing Tang San lying on the ground, motionless, his head was bleeding, and his car disappeared. This guy would not have been killed or robbed.

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

At this moment, Tang San suddenly rose up, picked up a large brick in his hand, and slapped at Tang Er, "I have invested a lot in order to humiliate you!"

Bang! The bricks are crushed!

Tang Er touched his head, "Yeah! Is it boring enough!"

Looking at the cart hiding on the corner of the street, "I'll go home first! Pull it slowly, don't worry!"

Upon hearing this, Tang San cried even more sadly. He knocked his head out of his mind, and the perfect revenge plan he planned was a boredom!

"I can't bear it anymore, Don Lao Er, I'll fight with you!"

"Haha, fight, stop making trouble with the mistress. It's getting late, I'll go home and take a shower and go to bed. I don't have time to make trouble with you!"

...

A minute later, Tang San's face was swollen and stared at this professional cheater.

Seeing Tang Er's smug look, Tang San was desperate and could not beat him. Could he be cheated 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 did the mistress understand? Just pull the cart honestly for me!" Tang Er yawned and said lazily. It seemed that his snail was better. The mistress was eaten by him.

"Tang Er!" Tang San shouted coldly.

"Well, what's wrong! Are you still not convinced, right?" Tang Er shook his arm and acted to start fighting.

Then Tang San smiled strangely, and suddenly covered the ghost above his thigh and screamed, "Tang Er, Tang Er, Tang Er, what's wrong with you!"

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

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

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

...

Tang San imitated it so vividly, and it was an enhanced version. Well, since I can't beat you, I will be disgusted to you. Brother and I will fight me, you won't be able to do it.

Tang Er's face turned blue in an instant, and then with a swish, it was red and blood was about to drip. He didn't know what kind of monster this kid was doing.

"Sanzi, I think you are trying to die!" Then ** rushed forward with his fist.

Tang Er, "I'll let you shout!"

Tang San, "No, I'll call Tang Er, what's wrong with your name!"

Then Tang Er's left hook!

Tang Er ", let you pick up whatever pot you don't open!"

Tang San, "I'm wronged! You are not called Tang Er! Brother, you can't be so savage, just say something!"

Then Tang Er's right hook!

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One minute later!

Tang Er, "San Zi, what do you call me?"

Tang San felt so happy when he saw Tang Er's angry hair exploded. Although he was physically painful, we were so proud!

Seeing that his purpose was achieved, Tang San grinned and said, "Brother, my dear second brother, my gentlest and kind second brother!"

"You are not allowed to talk about two, but you dare to talk about two!" Tang Er was completely angry by Tang San, who was acting as a demon, and he was a little unreasonable.

Tang San saw that the bad thing was so bad that he was so angry that he made his dick angry! "Brother, I was wrong, please spare my life!"

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Tang Er's unbearable past event led to him having an extremely disgusting feeling about the word "Two".

On the street, "Ergou! Ergou! Go home for dinner!"

Then, Tang Er didn't ask, and he punched the man dizzy with one punch.

"Uncle Second! You are here, please come inside!" The waiter greeted warmly.

Then he received the kick of Tang Er, a perverted guy.

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...

The word "two" has become a taboo for Tang Er at this moment. As long as you mention it, it seems that you are laughing at yourself.

Suddenly, a light cough came from behind the two of them, "Hey! Second son! What are you doing?"

"Which turtle son calls me is so tired of living!" Tang Er yelled, picking up the brick next to him, and slapped him behind him regardless of the slightest.

"You little thief is so brave. I'll tell you, second son, I won't pat you to death!"

Then he rushed over like a crazy bullfighting.

A pair of big hands pressed against Tang Er's little head. The iron head that had swept across the thousand troops in the past seemed to be trapped in a swamp, unable to push or pull out.

But Tang Er, who was angry, didn't think so much about it?

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

"A person who is a son dares to laugh at labor and capital!"

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

His hands were slapped wildly, but he couldn't reach the man's slightest, and he looked very funny.

"Oh! Yes!" A majestic but full of anger came from the top of his head.

"Hey! Damn, this sound is a bit familiar!" Tang Er calmed down a little.

"Wow! Dad! Tang Er is crazy, look at him beat me." Tang San quickly spitted on his face, picked up Tang Hao's waist, and cried with grievance.

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

"Who is the little thief!"

"Phone who to death!"

"Who is the son of a turtle again!"

"Who is dead!"

Tang Hao, who came out to find the two precious sons who had disappeared all day, was now like a volcano that was about to erupt.

"Little bastard, I will beat you to death today!"
Chapter completed!