The parking lot of the Imperial Capital South Station.

Budget?

Tang Hong pondered for a moment.

He participated in the battle several times and killed the gods alone. With the special training camp income, the points of the Super APP have been more than 600 to 700, but he has almost never moved.

More than 600 extraordinary points seem to be more, but not much.

For the extraordinary, redeeming a bottle of standard magical objects requires fifty extraordinary points or a small skill. If Tang Hong had not signed the sub-saint contract and taking the small blue bottle every five days, he would have consumed all the points and all his achievements.

certainly.

You can take the small blue bottle every five days and the big blue bottle every one month. In fact, even the top supernatural can't afford it.

The divine objects are scarce and the resources are precious, so it is not just a saying.

Tang Hong was treated preferentially because he never deliberately hid his shortcomings and actively showed his talent, making people visible, and was always open and upright.

Many film and television works are clearly backed by a powerful institution, but they do everything themselves and do not know how to use the power to hide their heads and minds. Such people are not timid and cowardly, but they are too cautious and will never become truly extraordinary in their entire lives.

Emotions and the power of sensibility are important components of extraordinary power.

But not the extraordinary core.

From beginning to end, the core of extraordinary power is soberness and reason.

The ability to become stronger by one person does not prevent Tang Hong from taking advantage of the situation, nor does it mean that Tang Hong cannot rely on the power of the Yellow River Organization.

There is no conflict between the two.

When signing a sub-saint contract - unlimited supply of standard divine objects, high-level divine objects can be exchanged for small skills.

"Big brother?"

The voice of his younger brother Tang Jun, who was carrying a dark black backpack, came into his ears, interrupting Tang Hong's thoughts.

"What is our budget for buying a car?"

Tang Jun asked a little excited and embarrassedly.

Tang Hong thought about it.

The ancients said that success comes from diligence and thrift, failure comes from extravagance, and hard work and thrift are one of the precious traditional virtues.

Hardworking, he did it, although he didn't do well enough, and he still had a long way to go to fulfill that little dream.

Frugality is almost the same. In addition to the necessary verification, there is no waste of a bottle of magical things, and food, clothing, housing and transportation are also common.

So just buy a car for my younger brother Tang Jun and a scooter.

It doesn't need to be too expensive.

That only becomes a burden.

So, Tang Hong opened his hands and gestured out ten fingers: "Low down, we should be low-key."

"100,000 Chinese currency!!!??"

Seeing this, Tang Jun was so excited that he jumped up and down.

The budget of 100,000 Chinese currency is too high, and Tang Jun's eyes have become a little crystal clear. He is not greedy. He originally thought that a second-hand bicycle would be enough.

At this moment,

Seeing these palms and ten fingers,

He couldn't believe it, and he didn't expect that his elder brother Tang Hong would take action, and he would be so thunderous and arrogant, and he would be truly a big deal.

"Wait a moment."

My younger brother Tang Jun said with a touching look on his face: "I will do more part-time jobs in the future and I will pay you some of them every month. I can't let you pay all of them."

part time?

Tang Hong glared with a sharp look: "Is it a good thing to study in school that allows you to study hard, do part-time jobs, and buy a box and get a bean back?"

Tang Jun nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, brother taught me."

"Okay,"

"Get on the bus and set off."

Tang Hong sat in the driver's seat, touched the steering wheel, and suddenly remembered something.

When did I say 100,000 Chinese currency...

Ten extraordinary points...

Habits become natural. Tang Hong usually chats with other extraordinary people, and he talks about how many points the Superman APP has.

This is very scratching the head.

Ten points and millions of Chinese currency, he has to think about how to explain it reasonably.

Thinking of this, the blue color Tesla drove to the door of a Mercedes-Benz 4S store. The car door opened and saw the enthusiastic salesperson coming up. My younger brother Tang Jun turned his head blankly.

I don’t understand, it’s not said online that Mercedes-Benz sales staff rarely go out to greet people who watch cars?

Another one, we can’t afford it.

Moreover, neither of the brothers are graduate students. If you don’t have a postgraduate degree, if you buy a Mercedes-Benz, you will be cheated.

"Big brother?"

“Isn’t the budget one hundred thousand?”

Tang Jun carefully raised his doubts.

Tang Hong said lightly: "You misunderstood, I mean ten by ten."

"ah??"

Tang Jun was nervous and unbelievable.

"Go in and take a look."

"But, but this one seems a bit expensive?"

Tang Jun still couldn't believe it. The budget of 100,000 is already a lot, what does one hundred mean?

beside.

When the salesperson who saw the car going out to meet him also heard this, he quickly advised with a smile: "This gentleman is so humble. I'm saying that if you don't have a million, you may not get out of your car."

What's the thing???

Did I hear it wrong, or did you admit it wrong?

Tang Jun was stunned in the co-pilot, as if struck by lightning, and his completely dull eyes looked at Tang Hong.

"It's just a common thing."

Tang Hong waved his hand, and the wind was calm. Tang Jun also got out of the car and quickly searched the Internet. What kind of car is the car with the car logo that looks very much like the capital letter T.

After searching and looking through it carefully, Tang Jun was shocked.

At this time, Tang Hong had already entered the exhibition hall under the guidance of the sales staff: "I plan to give my brother a car. He is still in school. Please recommend it."

"student?"

The young salesman who is in a dark formal dress feels like he has become a lemon essence.

What kind of brother is this? He actually sent a car. He pulled his chest and tie a little hot.

"This gentleman..."

The youth salesman looked at Tang Jun: "What kind of car do you prefer?"

Looking at the exhibition hall with luxurious decoration, bright and elegant, and a small number of people, Tang Jun felt frightened and subconsciously said: "Car."

Youth sales recommendation: "How about Class C? Class E is more business-oriented and steady."

“Either, it’s OK.”

Tang Jun approached Tang Hong and couldn't help but take a few deep breaths: "The hero of the hero movie?"

Tang Hong smiled and said, "Don't ask, I won't buy it if I ask."

Tang Jun pursed his lips, and wanted to speak but stopped. He looked very entangled, and finally said, "Brother, do you have an imperial capital household registration? Have you ever waved your number? Otherwise, we should stop buying it."

What?

Don't have a license plate number yet?

The young salesman inadvertently straightened his slightly curved waist and back. The imperial capital license plate can only be obtained by lottery, and it is useless to be unable to draw the number if he has money.

"oh."

Tang Hong said lightly with his hands behind his back.

"Small question."

Tang Hong pointed to a silver-gray E-class four-seater convertible placed on the floor-to-ceiling windows outside the exhibition hall: "I think this car is quite low-key, it's suitable for you students to drive, so I'll make it."
To be continued...