Pokémon: I am Zeraora

"I'm grass! Purple Supreme!

Greenfur was so frightened that he took off with his stool and flashed aside in shock.

Xiaomeng moved his gaze upwards, stayed on his lilac hair for a moment, and put down the fragrant skewers without care.

Lift the stool up with your superpowers and sit down gently. Get ready to enjoy your own grilled barbecue.

"Hey, it's weird, how could the Supreme Clan be so small." The green haired killed Matt puzzled and put his own green hair. (ps: Mewtwo is obsessed with a certain cat too much, so when it becomes a humanoid, it also uses a height of one meter five)

"You go and inquire, it stands to reason that I shouldn't be unable to remember this kind of height..."

"Brother, which way do you have, and what is the 'number'?" With a smile on his face, the green hair automatically lowered his position.

The delicious barbecue seems to have the effect of improving the mood, and Xiaomeng's own cold ice cube face has eased a little. And automatically block the mosquitoes in the ear.

Bai Jie couldn't get used to seeing the two old men being pestered by the three killers, so he stepped forward to help the two old men "theorize".

I saw Bai Jie grab one and kill Matt and then knock it down with a punch, and throw it directly at the other two, and the other two wanted to come to help but smashed down...

The two old men were already fighting, quietly took out Lokia from their pockets and called Junsha... (ps: I'm too lazy to change Lokia, let's Lokia)

a little brother killed Matt and then walked quickly to the green hair: "Brother Qiang, I just asked clearly, this product is fake!" The Supreme Family doesn't have such a short number one!

When the green hair heard this, he immediately turned from white to red: "Hehe, pretending to be the 'Supreme' to save face, you kid is very fat!"

Xiaomeng insisted on carrying out the spirit of dry rice learned by Bai Jie to the end, but he ate quite casually and elegantly, his ears did not hear the barking of dogs, and he only cared about the food on the table.

While eating, he watched Bai Jie "persuade" the three dragons to kill Matt.

Seeing the other party's leisurely appearance, the green hair suddenly felt like a clown...

"Eat, eat, eat! Eat your ** eat! The green-haired clown flipped the table over, and many of the skewers that had not been touched fell to the ground and were trampled on a few times.

The green hair shook his feet in disgust and scolded a few more words.

The surrounding temperature seems to have dropped....

Xiaomeng's face was gloomy, and a murderous aura had already been generated around him that had turned into substance! The temperament of the whole body has changed, and it has become extremely scary.

The green hair is still jumping wildly, and he doesn't know his current situation at all: "What are you pretending to be, do you really ™ think of yourself as the supreme with dyed hair and purple hair?" Wash your face and see what you look like!

Green Hair said and stretched out a finger to point at Xiaomeng's head, and then the next second...

"Ah————h

"Click~" Green Hair endured the pain and straightened his crooked fingers.

"Grass ****" The angry green hair threw out a poke ball with his other hand: "Quick boxer, kill him!" Lao Tzu ™ can afford to lose! The

fast boxer who was released threw a set of blind punches into the air, and walked towards Xiaomeng with a fierce attitude.

"Roar~" The little fire dragon hidden under the table suddenly sprayed flames at Kuaiquanlang, I don't know if it was because of the perennial fire-breathing barbecue, the flames spewed out by the little fire dragon that looked weak were thicker than the average strong little fire dragon.

"The power of the sun?" Bai Jie glanced at the little fire dragon, the flames were too dazzling in the darkness...

Kuaiboxer was burned and retreated, and the jet of flames hurt Kuaiboxer a lot.

Because of its thin body, the little fire dragon gradually lost its physical strength, and the flames of the jet became smaller and smaller until they disappeared.

Without the suppression of the flames, Kuaikuang felt that he could do it again. The two boxing gloves collided and walked towards the weak little fire dragon, wanting to teach this guy who had embarrassed himself a lesson.

Xiao Meng's eyes were cold, and he glanced at Kuaiquanlang.

Park Tom!

Kuaiboxer, who had just touched his fist, suddenly had his knees brittle, his pupils dilated, and a sense of fear enveloped Kuaiboxer.

"Get up! Stupid thing! Greenhairy kicked the fast boxer who fell to his knees with his foot.

Kuaikuang suddenly came back to his senses at these feet, and got into the Poké Ball before Greenfur could react.

"**, I'll clean you up when I go back." Greenfur puts Kuaikuang's Poké Ball back on his waist.

At this time, the three killers who were beaten by Bai Jie with blue noses and swollen faces hid behind the green hair.

"Remember to respect the elderly next time!" Bai Jie waved his hand at them triumphantly.

"Whoa——————" Another series of screams came.

The red-haired killer Matt planned to sneak attack Xiaomeng in order to show his loyalty, but the sneak attack with one punch failed and his arm was broken.

The little dream that was planning to have nowhere to vent grabbed the clothes of the red-haired killer Matt, and punched the red-haired killer Matt's face with a fist.

One more punch after one punch, a few more punches, Xiaomeng, who is in a bad mood, just wants to hit people how cool and how to fight, and the subordinates who don't understand are merciful, and when he sees the red hair killing Matt, he is about to be beaten alive...

"Okay, okay, don't really kill him." Bai Jie grabbed Xiaomeng's raised fist and tried to stop it, but the red-haired killer Matt had already been beaten to death.

Xiaomeng, who felt that it was not enjoyable, punched the red-haired killer Matt in the face again...

"Hey, stop fighting!" Bai Jie grabbed Xiaomeng's arm again, "Xiaomeng, Mewtwo, Brother Meng, it's almost there!"

Xiaomeng's clenched fist was put down, and he threw back the red-haired killer Matt, who had been beaten to a coma.

"Grass ********, all ™ a bunch of waste!" The angry green-haired gaze moved back and forth on the little fire dragon, the two old men, Bai Jie, and Xiao Meng, who was in a slightly better mood.

Looking at the little brothers who can't survive three chapters at a glance, they have the idea of retreating first.

But in the end, I saw a little dream in a bad mood... But I still feel that I can't swallow this breath.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and took out a pistol from his pocket that was painted with local tyrant gold and inlaid with brightly colored but unknown gems.

Bang!

The green hair fired a shot at Xiaomeng, and the bullet shot at Xiaomeng's head quickly, Xiaomeng's head was deflected, and the bullet punched a round hole in the collar around his neck...

Bai Jie used electromagnetic control to suck the gun over the moment he shot.

The collar was pierced by a bullet, and Xiaomeng, who was in a bad mood again, stretched out his hand to the green hair, holding his palm weakly, and the green hair covered his neck with both hands and floated up.

"Anything else you'd like to say?" The temperature around Xiaomeng's words dropped again.

"Hurry up... Let go...... Father...... Otherwise, my dad... Cough...... No..."The green-haired voice became choppy, and Xiao Meng silently increased his strength a little.

The green-haired eyes gradually rolled upward, and the feeling of suffocation became heavier and heavier...

The other three Killer Matt saw the scene in front of them and shouted madly, "Shark Man! Shark Man! Come on! "

There was a siren and the sound of motorcycles...