It is an exaggeration to say that there are so many believers.
But the common people met Quechis of Plasma Group.
Who is not allowed to respectfully call him "Master"?
Every day there were speeches in the east and ribbon-cutting in the west.
Whose fat boy is full moon and can still sit down and have a meal?
This also resulted in Kuiqisiming appearing to be more like a street kid, wandering around, and the plasma group did not have a fixed base to garrison.
certainly.
Jon knew it was all appearances.
It's like duckweed without roots. How was such a big cruiser built?
He thought about it.
In this case, the United Alliance will definitely not be able to help.
——Everyone knows the old and American traditions.
To be honest, it's not that he looks down on those in the United Alliance.
But they are used to being salary thieves, so making the official apes suddenly more reliable is even more unreliable than letting Groudon fly into the sky.
Maybe the case is being investigated here.
Didi didi.
The cell phone alarm clock rang.
I just went to get off work happily without saying a word.
Who will Jon talk to to reason with him then?
so.
Mr. Qiao chose a circuitous route.
An image of a person appeared in his mind.
He murmured to himself: "All encounters in the world are reunions after a long separation. Has it finally reached this point?"
Open the Navigator's address book.
Find a number without a name at the bottom of the list.
Dial.
After more than ten seconds of blind tone, a cold voice sounded: "Hello, Mr. Qiaoqiao, this is a real bird."
"Hello, little secretary." Jon said in a relaxed tone, "Is Mr. Sakaki here? I'm bored and want to talk to him."
"Please wait a moment, I will inform the boss." Zhenniao understood very well what the name 'Qiaoqiao' represented, and his attitude was extremely correct.
Jon said "Oh" and squatted on the ground drawing circles in boredom, waiting silently for the plank.
He didn't wait long.
After almost three or four minutes, Banmu's deep and magnetic voice came from the receiver: "I'm so glad you can contact me. Jojo, are you planning to give up your position in the league to join my Rockets?
As before, the conditions remain unchanged. If you come, you can directly become my deputy. Under one person, over ten thousand people, all the resources of Team Rocket can be used at will."
"Oh, that sounds really good." Jon smiled, "I'm a little moved by what I said... But before that, I still have some work to do, about the plasma group?"
"As I expected, you still faced off with the plasma team. How is it? Are you satisfied with my plan?"
What Banmu said was meaningless.
But Jon somewhat understood.
He tentatively spoke: "So - the actions of the plasma group were all within your expectations, or in other words, these actions were caused by you?"
Hearing this, Banmu sneered: "Quiqisi is a hypocrite. He usually preaches that humans should not own Pokémon, but he is greedier than anyone else. That guy has a paranoid pursuit of Pokémon, hypocrisy and double standards.
.For such a person, it is easy to fall into a trap with just a few provocations.”
Jon: "Let me guess... your purpose is to make the Alliance pay attention to the organization Plasma Group. Just like the Pokémon hunting group in the past, it will also lend a hand to kill people with a knife."
"I didn't say you were a sword." Sakaki retorted.
After a pause, he chuckled again: "But you are indeed sharp enough."
Jon blinked: "Mr. Sakaki, Mr. Sakaki, you are belittling Quechis, but you are actually very afraid of him in your heart, right? I mean, do you already know that he controls the mythical beast?"
Is this the case?"
Qiaoqiao, I think you don’t understand at all...
Sakaki felt a subtle feeling in his heart, and he felt a sense of complacency that he couldn't suppress.
Isn’t it a mythical beast?
I have it too.
And there are three of them!
But there was no way to show off this matter to Qiao Qiao, so he could only follow what the other party wanted: "You know it, but do you think he didn't pay any price? Subduing Kyurem almost cost him his life.
After finally recuperating, I decided to pursue the idea of the Dragon of Truth again. Don’t think that because Quechis can still move around, it means he is very healthy. It’s just that he doesn’t want others to see the clues, so he grits his teeth and holds on.”
Is Quechis' life hanging by a thread?
normal.
Except for a pure idiot like Jon, how could a mythical beast become a human tool so easily?
Especially first-level gods like Reshiram and Kyurem are even more difficult to control.
Quechis can suppress them for a while with the help of technological energy, but he is ultimately a mortal body.
In other words, now is a good time to defeat the plasma ball!
Jon's eyes lit up.
But then he thought that the mystery was still not completely solved.
The situation on the other side of the plasma mass is pretty clear.
But what about Team Rocket?
And that big plan...
In this self-rescue script designed by Reshiram, what role does Team Rocket play?
Don't work for a long time.
The Plasma Group was also destroyed, and the United Alliance was also destroyed.
In the end, Team Rocket picked the fruit.
If so.
Jon can be depressed for quite some time.
"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time."
After much thought and no answer, Mr. Qiao decided not to think about things that he couldn't figure out clearly.
The road must be taken step by step, and the meal must be eaten one bite at a time.
At this point, it would be better to kill Kuiqisi first and lift the ice in Shuangyong City.
As for the rest...
For example, Banmu, and the so-called ‘big plan’.
Not important, not important at all.
"Mr. Sakaki, Mr. Sakaki." Jon smiled: "Everything is really according to your imagination. Now I am going to beat up the leader of the plasma group. As an old acquaintance, should you give it to me?"
May I provide some assistance? For example, tell me the location of the Plasma Corps headquarters or something like that?"
"No problem!" Banmu was waiting for this and agreed very generously.
It's profitable, why not do it.
He said: "Those guys are very cunning. The base is not established in a certain city. It is in a corner of the countryside. If you don't have some detailed information, it's really hard to find it if you go there rashly."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As he spoke, Sakaki passed a piece of information to Jon.
Jon took a look.
Good guy, where is this?
Are you still in the Hezhong area?
I read it carefully twice and memorized the coordinates in my mind.
He said to Banmu: "Thank you, I will contact you later."
"Qiaoqiao, I believe you can definitely kill Kuiqisi." Sakaki was in a good mood.
Qiao Qiao said calmly: "I accept your good words."
hang up the phone.
He looked back at Shuanglong City behind him.
I couldn't help scratching my eyebrows: "Time is tight and the task is heavy."
Fortunately, Daiwu is very helpful.
As we hurried on as hard as we could, we quickly met up with Jon.
Jon: "A good news or a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"
Dawu stared blankly in the direction of Shuangyong City and said in a difficult tone: "I'll hear the bad news first."
"The bad news is that we may have to face Quechis who has two divine beasts."
Daigo:???
No, now the mythical beasts are just like cabbage on the roadside. Who can get two if they want to?
Groudon and Kyogre, two careless things, almost destroyed Hoenn. Now you tell me, now we have to fight the mythical beasts, and we have to fight them one by one, I don't care, Sister Li!
"What about the good news?" Dawu asked again.
Hearing good news after hearing bad news should bring some comfort to his fragile heart...
Jon spread his hands: "The good news is that there are two mythical beasts. Coincidentally, there are two of us."
A big question mark appeared above Dawu's head.
When this question mark appears to me, it’s not that I have a problem, but that you have a problem.
Dawu: "That's really good news. I should thank you for not telling me that the so-called good news is 'the whole place is two yuan, everything is two yuan. You can't buy something with two yuan and suffer a loss, and you can't be fooled if you buy it with two yuan.'"
You see, this is what happens if you hang out with Mr. Qiao for a long time. Even a handsome young man from a wealthy family like Dawu will develop some unique sense of humor that does not belong to his class.
In other words.
Dawu started to play with abstraction.
Jon chuckled and looked at the coordinates on the Pokémon Navigator to Daigo: "I'm kidding, don't take it so seriously. The good news is that I have found the headquarters of the Plasma Corps.
The two of us acted like thunder, rushing over, killing gods when we met, and killing Buddha when we met Buddha.
All the way to Kuiqisi, he held his collar and asked, who has the final say in Hezhong?
How about it? Feel free to move. It’s better to act than to move. If you’re a brother, come and chop me up!”
Daigo: "Shut him or you?"
Jon: "Of course I'll kill him...Young man, your mind is a bit dangerous."
Hearing this, Dawu looked disappointed.
Time for joking is over.
The two discussed and made a plan.
Well, I don't really have any plans.
This operation made it clear that he was going to be a lone hero.
Anyway, the people from the United Alliance are not reliable, so bringing them along might be more of a hindrance.
As for the issue of transportation.
I have a Metagross.
Jon had no choice but to let Gengar super evolve and sit there by himself.
(Gengar: I feel like I have been living in the shadow of Gyarados/Lapras/Gyarados/Warrior Eagle.)
It's a long journey, flying from the far north to the far west.
All the way to the west...
Naturally, it is impossible to meet any beautiful women.
We met a lot of female Pokémon.
It's a pity that neither Dawu nor Qiaoen has the intention to conquer it.
Plasma Corps' headquarters is disguised as a factory.
In the middle of the process, Jon also took the time to check online and found out that he was a large taxpayer and received awards from the United Union every year.
It is hidden in the city.
…
…
Queqisi sat behind his desk, gently squeezing his eyebrows.
He still wore exaggerated robes and a special soft hat decorated with feathers on his head.
In the dim environment, the plasma boss closed his eyes tightly, seeming to be in great pain.
Sudden.
The heart beats violently.
Quechis showed a painful expression.
If there are outsiders present, they can see that his skin is cracked bit by bit, revealing the unusual flesh and blood inside...
It took quite a while.
The backlash has finally passed.
Queqis took a long breath, and the terrifying cracks on the surface of his skin disappeared bit by bit.
"It's still not perfect after all."
It is well known that triangles are the most stable structures.
It is also the preferred composition for white photo albums...
In short.
No Zekrom.
The damage caused by White Flame Kyurem to Quechis was still too great.
The most important thing is that the genetic wedge is lost.
This is going to kill you.
Quechis originally wanted to lure out Zekrom in Shuangyong City and completely complete his plan.
Who would have thought that the dark iron triangle that we rely on so much would fail.
Plus the previous Ovi.
The plasma mass, which was originally in a good situation, turned into a slump inexplicably.
"N...everything is your fault." Queqis gritted his teeth.
He raised that child from childhood to adulthood, and ended up raising a group of white-eyed wolves.
Every Pokémon has the right to choose its own destiny.
How ridiculous.
Pokémon should serve humans and the strong!
As for choice.
The weak do not deserve to choose!
The image of N flashed through Quechis' mind, and he clenched his fists tightly. If the kid hadn't defected, his plan could have gone smoother, and he wouldn't have been tortured into this horrible state by White Flame Kyurem.
"Patience, you must remain patient." Quechis said to himself.
A hundred miles is half ninety.
He was just one step away from ruling the entire world.
Temporary forbearance is nothing.
After pondering for a moment, Kuiqisi suddenly wanted to know about the woman, so he walked out of the office and took a familiar route to the deepest part of the underground.
This is a prison cell.
But it's not cold and humid.
On the contrary, the living conditions here are very good.
"How are you thinking today? Doctor."
The person being imprisoned is Dr. Yew from Luzi Town.
As Jon had guessed before, Quechis took a fancy to Dr. Yew's research on mythology and history, so he forcibly kidnapped her and brought her all the way from the Electric Cave to this barren land in the far west.
Dr. Yew's eyes were stern: "I have nothing to say to you. I can't help you capture Zekrom."
"Don't say that, your research has helped me a lot." Kuiqisi smiled: "There is also the Gene Wedge. Without your help, I can't perfect it."
Dr. Yew was silent.
"Don't think about who will come to save you. Even Adek is missing, who can you count on?" Kuiqisi spread his hands: "To be honest, if the champion hadn't been in Hezhong, I wouldn't have dared to start my own business.
plan of."
Adek is a veteran champion.
Although the ace partner Vulcan Moth passed away due to some accidents, that man's strength is still unfathomable.
Fortunately, God has eyes.
Adek disappeared inexplicably, just like bubbles dissolved in water, silently, no one knew where he went.
This gives the plasma group a chance.
Without saying a word, Queqis tied Dr. Yew into a rice dumpling, and plundered her research results... and successfully summoned Reshiram in the Electric Cave, using the power of Gene Wedge and Kyurem to make Kyurem succeed.
Evolved and became White Flame Kyurem.
"For a conspirator like you, someone will definitely foil your plan." Dr. Yew's eyes were stern: "Don't get too proud too early, be careful not to cry."
"Thank you for your blessing, doctor. But I think no one who can defeat White Flame Kyurem has yet been born." Queqis said confidently: "That legendary Pokémon is invincible."
"Invincible? There has never been any invincibility." Dr. Yew shook his head: "You underestimate the alliance too much, and you think too highly of yourself."