Pokémon Breakthrough Pinnacle

It was a sunny morning this morning. Qing Muji happily walked along the street humming a song. He was carrying a white thermos box in his hand, which contained his uncle's morning breakfast.

Of course, what was in the thermos box was not something he made himself, but some meat buns and special white porridge that he bought. He was not sure about making other foods.

Not only was Uncle Qing's arm pierced, but the other arm was also injured. After all, Zoroark's movements were not gentle. The force of the casual throw was not completely neutralized even by the striking ghost, and he accidentally hit the other arm on the spot.

Bone dislocation.

Fortunately, with the advancement of medical technology, these injuries are not serious and only require rest, so he said that he relied on his nephew for food these two days.

As a volunteer, he specifically asked for leave and also carried a backpack filled with books he wanted to read.

That's right, he had to read under Uncle Qing's eyes, and not only that, he even had to take one or two quizzes, which was like a fool.

As he was thinking about it, it suddenly seemed as if he bumped into someone. Qing Muji's balance was broken, and when he was about to fall, an arm caught him.

Qing Muji breathed out, luckily he didn't throw the thermos box in his hand out in panic, and he was about to say thank you, but at the same time, his expression was full of doubts.

Because she is reborn, her sixth sense is very strong, and some of her senses are better than usual, so even if someone comes to him who is thinking about something, he will react. After all, the emotions coming from the front cannot be faked. At the same time,

The other party will also avoid him, after all, he is not a fool.

But this time, he didn't seem to feel anything in front of him and just bumped into it. This made him particularly confused.

He raised his head with a smile and was about to apologize to the man in the suit, but he froze instantly.

At first glance, I saw a strange mask. Its appearance was taken from Gengar. It was half-crying and half-smiling. It looked very weird at first glance.

Qing Muji is 11 years old, about 1.6 meters tall, and the other person is at least 1.9 meters tall, so he didn't notice it at first, and he didn't notice it until he looked up.

"I'm sorry, I was thinking about something. Thank you for helping me. I'm really sorry."

The black-haired boy opposite apologized with a smile on his face. He apologized as if he was hiding from someone, trying to turn away from him.

"It's okay, it's okay. After all, everyone can get distracted. If you want to thank me, I just need your help."

However, the black-haired boy did not want what he wanted. The man wearing a strange mask across from him spoke. Qingmu Tsugumi had no choice but to stand. After all, he was the one who was wrong in the first place.

"Can you tell me how to get to the Union Police Station? As a poor gentleman, I accidentally lost something.

As a newbie here, I think it’s better to ask other people’s opinions.”

This man pretended to be sad, covering his heart with one hand and holding on to the staff of civilization.

Qing Muji smiled, but the difference was that this smile was not as sincere as he was at first.

"Of course, this is what I should do. Turn left on this street and walk a little further. Then when you see an intersection, turn right and walk a little further."

Qing Muji stretched out his hand and pointed behind the man. Unexpectedly, the man suddenly grabbed his hand.

"Thank you very much. You are such a kind and good boy."

The man in front of him smiled brightly, but Kiyoki Tsugumi was not very happy. Instead, his body stiffened, especially when his hand was grabbed.

Fortunately, the other party quickly let go of him, and the other party bowed elegantly, very standard like a medieval gentleman.

"Thank you for your help and have a nice morning."

The other party acted very elegant and enthusiastic throughout the whole process. Although he was wearing a strange mask, his warm and polite actions could easily win the favor of others. Unfortunately, this time, Qing Muji turned around and left without hesitation, and even used it quickly

trot.

For him, the other person is not only wearing a strange mask, Kiyoki's senses obviously allow him to better capture other people's emotions, especially when the other person is close to him, it is difficult for the other person to hide any emotions, including this strange mask

The same goes for men.

Although the other party acted very enthusiastic and polite throughout the whole process, the emotion conveyed was indifferent, completely indifferent, without a trace of fluctuation, and it was so indifferent that it was strange. The reason why Kiyuki Tsugumi behaved so rudely was because the other party was really

It's so weird.

Qingmuji, who hurriedly turned around and left, stopped without seeing the other person's leaving figure, and turned to look at him.

People come and go, aunties shopping for groceries, girls shopping, office workers in a hurry, old people coming out to exercise, children playing with classmates, although everyone has a different appearance, without exception, everyone looks different.

Everyone would avoid him unconsciously when passing by him.

"Interesting guy, I wasn't fooled by your illusion. It's really interesting."

The original voice suddenly turned calm, without any emotion leaking out, and he was no longer the same person as he appeared at the beginning.

The empty air behind him suddenly felt a slight ripple, and at the same time, he who was standing upright began to shake slightly.

"Okay, okay, stop shaking. It's definitely not your fault. You're super strong."

When the peaceful voice is broken, you can obviously feel a little helpless, but more of a feeling of pampering.

He stood quietly for a minute, then turned around again. After all, he had something to do.

Although that boy was very interesting, he seemed to be affected but also seemed not to be affected.

You said it didn't affect him, but he bumped into him without caring. You said it affected him, but he never paid attention to such a big elf standing behind him.

Of course, this was just a little fun. He remembered the boy. Maybe he would be interested in exploring it when he met him in the future, but not now. After all, there was still a fool waiting for him to save at the police station.

On the other side, the gourmet was sitting on a chair. She leaned her hands on the back of the chair and could not move. At the same time, a light was shining on her face. She was being interrogated.

(Have faith in me, okay? Although my moral integrity is not very good, I will still do what I promise you. (?﹏?))