Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 174 Road Encounters
The silver-white convertible sports car was galloping on the L-95 highway. Tang Song put one hand on the door, enjoying the joy of driving the sports car with one hand.

The limited edition luxury sunglasses are worn on the bridge of the nose, and he is dressed in a white high-order casual suit, which makes him look a little less serious and more youthful.

Starting from New York, go south along the L-95 highway, and within three or four hours, you can reach Washington, the political capital of the Federation.

Tang and Song went to Washington to go to a theater, no, they went to a reception.

The invitation to the White House was thrown on the co-pilot of the sports car.

In the world of Yanfu, Tang and Song were busy practicing, but in the world of Marvel, the evil god and Thanos were like knives hanging above his head. The horror of life and death made him dare not stop for a moment.

He is like an ant who knows that the flood is coming, he has worked hard to accumulate his own nest and build his own Noah's Ark.

In the words of Skye who made fun of him, he was like an old man in his tens of years, with a gloomy mind and always felt that he was burdened with things.

Gu Ziyun caught him and called him uncle when he had nothing to do. Even though he had taught him many times, this girl never tired of it. In the end, this uncle became her exclusive title.

Even when she was on the bed, the little girl kept yelling like an uncle, and every time she was beaten, she was flushed red.

Especially when he was excited, he turned his head, bit his lip, and called uncle in a tired voice.

Tang and Song had nothing to do about it, but they felt a little bit irritated.

For Tang Song, being a man for three generations, the age in his heart is one thing, but the pressure he bears in his heart is not what Skye can think of.

It's like putting a countdown clock in front of a normal person. When the countdown ends, the person will have a [-]/[-] chance of hiccupping directly.

Then ask for the shadow area in this person's heart now.

Tang and Song don't know how other people choose in the face of this situation.

What he has to do is, if someone really wants to snap his fingers to make him disappear, he will break off his fingers one by one, and crush all the bones in his body into scum.

He spent all his energy building an underground kingdom, researching genetic serums, and creating extraordinary genetic warriors. In the eyes of others, he looked like a black hand hiding behind the scenes and manipulating everything.

Everything he did was to slap him straight when someone threatened him.

A man cannot live in this world without power, and secondly, he must have money, or you must have the power to be awesome.

Tang Song spread his hands, the wind brought by the roaring sports car caressed his fingertips,
When on Earth, some LSPs said that when the car is driving, put your hand out of the window, and with the speed of the car, you can feel the wind resistance with your fingers. . .

Well, based on the experience of the Tang and Song Dynasties, big is not necessarily the best.

One of his seaside villas on Long Island is dedicated to parties.

Tang's investment company, with its strong capital, has also made a large investment in Hollywood in the past six months.

Of course most investments lose money, but the Lord doesn't care.

The purpose of Boss Tang's investment in the projects of major film and television companies is clear to these film and television companies, as well as the tax bureau.

However, Hollywood's incoming and outgoing funds are very confusing, even if the IRS wants to check it, it is very troublesome.

After all, stars' salaries, props, costumes, box office, plus overseas box office, there are many things that can be manipulated.

The Internal Revenue Service clearly knew that the Tang Investment Group was laundering money with the help of Hollywood film and television projects, but there was nothing they could do about it.

Moreover, Tang's Investment Group is a big taxpayer in New York, much more generous than those rich people who do charity all day long and donate to their own funds at every turn. In addition, Boss Tang has someone behind him, and the IRS is also open to Boss Tang. Close one eye.

The major film and television companies in Hollywood even regard Boss Tang as a big faucet, and they will send a copy to the investment company for the investment in many film and television projects that they are uncertain about whether they will make a profit or lose money.

In this case, Boss Tang's parties are full of stars and models in the film and television industry. It can only be said that Europeans and Americans have beef-eating physical fitness, and they are indeed talented, some of which are bigger than football.

There is too much contact, but it is not as comfortable as Yingying can hold.

The cool new concept convertible car has attracted the attention of countless people along the way.

When passing through Philadelphia, Tang and Song just slowed down slightly. After taking a look at the Liberty Bell and the Independence Palace from a distance, a bunch of hot and sexy girls came over to strike up a conversation, wanting to take a ride.

These coolly dressed white hot girls, Black Pearl, are all very enthusiastic, but it's a pity that Boss Tang's eyes have already been raised.

Now even celebrity models get tired of eating too much, unless there is a status bonus or a special system.

As a woman, it will only affect the speed of my cultivation.

Tang and Song waved at a Filipino girl who was said to be studying at the University of Pennsylvania, and kicked the accelerator and drove away.

"It looks good!"

Tang Song waved his hand and was about to throw the note with the phone number of the Filipino chick out of the car. He recalled the chick's wheat-colored healthy complexion and exposed vest lines just now.

After thinking about it, Tang Song casually threw it in the storage box.

It's not easy for international students to go abroad. A warm-hearted person like him just can't bear to see girls suffer.

If I remember correctly, he has two trading companies in Philadelphia, so he can arrange for her to work part-time.

Driving a sports car, wantonly on the road, even Tang Song, who seems to have a much younger mentality, tapped his five fingers on the car door like playing a piano.

The true energy in his body was like a great river rushing, rushing away some meridian ends that were originally invisible.

Along the way from Philadelphia, you can see that there are many people begging for a ride on both sides of the road, some holding signs, and some directly giving a thumbs up, which is a common gesture for a ride on federal highways.

However, when Tang and Song's sports cars passed by, all of these people put down the signs in their hands and put their thumbs down.

A sports car worth millions of dollars in appearance alone is like a threshold, making ordinary people discouraged.

People are born equal, but money, rights, and status divide people into different classes.

"Ok?"

Tang Song stepped on the brake lightly, looking at a figure on the side of the road in the rearview mirror of the sports car, he was a little surprised.

When his spiritual consciousness came into contact with this person, it was as if it had come into contact with a black hole and was swallowed up!

"interesting!"

Tang Song reversed the sports car, stopped beside the person who was about to hitchhike on the side of the road, raised his head, and looked at the person in front of him.

A little girl wearing a gray hoodie, jeans, and canvas shoes. The hood covers most of her face, but she looks younger than Gu Ziyun.

Tang Song probed his spiritual sense towards the girl in the hoodie. Just as his spiritual sense touched the girl in the hoodie, it suddenly seemed as if a stone had fallen into a bottomless pit, and disappeared without even making a sound. without a trace.

what's the situation.

It was the first time Tang and Song encountered such a strange situation. Even when the black wizard opened the tunnel of hell, his spiritual consciousness could overlook the dimension of hell through the tunnel of hell.

Is this girl special than the hell dimension?

Thinking of this, Tang Song showed a kind smile on his face at the right time, and looked at the little girl in front of him: "Do you want a ride? Where are you going?"

Little Naughty looked at the luxury car in front of her and the handsome Chinese in the luxury car in a little bewilderment. She just wanted to hitch a ride and go to the next town.

"I, I..." Looking at the gentle smile on Tang Song's handsome face in the car, Little Naughty got confused.

"I don't know where I'm going either?"

Tang Song saw that the little girl's voice was almost crying, and she knew it, either she was pulled out from the orphanage, or she was a little girl who ran away from home.

Most likely it's the latter.

"Get in the car first!"

Tang Song had a gentle smile on his face, and in his voice, he used some little magic tricks used by the male cultivators of the Hehuan Sect to deceive everyone's ladies.

This little spell makes his voice more friendly, making girls feel safe when they hear it.

Coupled with his handsome face, for this kind of insecure little girl, it is simply a lore.

Little Rascal just hesitated for a moment, then opened the door of the sports car.

When she stretched out her hand, Tang Song noticed that the little girl was wearing a pair of leather gloves, reaching to the elbow.

"fasten your seatbelt!"

Seeing the little girl doing well, Tang Song unbuttoned his seat belt and leaned over, trying to fasten her seat belt.

But the little girl seemed to be frightened, and she shrank her body desperately to avoid touching Tang and Song.

Tang Song put the safety belt on her casually, returned to the driver's seat naturally, put on the seat belt, kicked the accelerator, the sports car buzzed and kicked off.

"Where are you going?"

The sports car was driving on the road, Tang Song asked the little girl.

"Hi, just put me in the front town!" It was the first time for the little rascal to ride in this convertible sports car, and his eyes looked everywhere in the sports car from time to time.

"My name is Tang Song. Are you running away from home, little girl?"

While driving the car, Tang Song used his true essence, spiritual sense, and some spells to quietly explore the magic of this little girl.

Like spiritual consciousness, true essence was also absorbed by this little girl when she came into contact with it.

But Tang Song tried a different method. He used the real yuan to simulate a transparent wind blade. When the little girl was not paying attention, the wind blade was mixed in the wind blowing from the roar of the sports car.

Cut off one of her hairs.

Obviously, this little girl cannot absorb this kind of magic attack.

Of all this, the little rascal was naturally completely unaware.

"Hi, my name is Mary, and my friends call me Little Rascal." When mentioning friends, Little Rascal's face flashed a gleam of happiness, and then the joy on his face dimmed, adding: "My former friend, now I No more friends!"

Little rascal, it turned out to be her!

Hearing the girl's self-introduction, Tang Song understood why his spiritual sense had failed on her.

He knew this little naughty person, this little girl was a mutant, and her mutant ability was to absorb the energy and vitality of others through contact.

The weakness of this ability is that it can only be used through skin contact, and this little girl doesn't seem to be able to fully control her own power.

In order to avoid hurting others, that's why she wrapped herself tightly like a rice dumpling.

"I didn't run away from home, I, I just came out to relax...!" Little Naughty bit his lip, wanting his parents, his eyes were a little red, and he tried not to let himself cry.

She has just run away from home for a few days now, and she is not the kind of homeless girl in the plot who is so bold that she can hide in a stranger's truck.

Even though her mutant ability can protect herself, she is only a high school student after all.

"Nowhere to go?" Tang Song glanced at her and noticed her expression.

"If it's a family dispute, I can contact the police for you!"

Although Tang Song vaguely remembered the whole story of the little naughty running away from home, it seemed that he accidentally injured his friend because he couldn't master his mutant ability.

But his current identity is just a kind-hearted passing driver, and he talks too much, which frightens the little girl instead.

"No, thank you!" Little Naughty shook her head and declined Tang Song's kindness. She looked at Tang Song's hand out of the car window, subconsciously touched her glove, and there was a hint of envy in her eyes.

"The joy of riding a convertible sports car is sticking your hands out the window and embracing the wind outside. You can take off your gloves and try it, and it feels good!"

Tang Song said and stretched out his arms out of the window demonstratively.

Little Naughty took a look at Tang Song, carefully put on the glove on his left hand, imitating Tang Song, and stretched out his hand out of the car.

The wind was blowing on her arm, and she grasped it vigorously, but it slipped away between her fingers. This feeling dissipated a lot of Xiaonaughty's depressed mood.

"Are you Chinese, you are so young but you drive such an expensive luxury car, what do you do, rich second generation?"

The little rascal, who was in a better mood, soon struck up a conversation with Tang Song,

"Me, I'm the rich second generation's father, the rich generation, I'm doing some investment business in New York..."

How can a little girl who is only in high school have so many eyes, she was soon amused by a few jokes made by Tang and Song, and the relationship between the two has also been drawn into a lot.

"How old are you, why don't you just wander like this? If you really don't want to go home, why don't you come back to New York with me, and I'll find you a part-time job, so you can at least support yourself!"

Tang Song held the steering wheel with one hand, stretched out his hand through the hood of Little Naughty, and rubbed her head.

Little naughty subconsciously wanted to avoid it, not because she was disgusted with Tang Song.

For an ordinary federal high school girl, a handsome guy like Tang Song who is rich in money and can drive a luxury car with one hand is simply the prince charming in his dreams.

The reason Xiaonaughty wanted to hide was because she was afraid that her abilities would hurt this friend she just met.

Before she could dodge, Tang Song's hand was already rubbing her head.

"Don't worry, I won't sell you!"

Tang Song's voice seemed to have a hypnotic effect, and Little Naughty agreed in a daze for some reason.

When she came back to her senses, the sports car had already arrived at the Federation.

"Where are we going?" Little Naughty looked at the surrounding tall buildings and asked with some doubts.

"I'm going to a reception, how about it, are you interested in joining in the fun!" Tang Song said with a smile.

Little Naughty looked at his hands subconsciously, and shook his head in a depressed mood.

After the car entered downtown Washington, facing the bustling crowd, she subconsciously put the gloves back on.

(False words, brothers, first 4000, stay up all night tonight, I have to think about how to write this double assassination)

(End of this chapter)