Pokémon in the real world

"Gotha Duck!"

Before Gotha Duck could prepare his move, he was slammed into by Charizard. There was lavender energy lingering in his claws, and Gotha Duck was pressed against the wall.

【Dragon Claw】

There was a bang, and the Gotha Duck was pushed into the wall by the fire-breathing dragon. Due to the problem of excessive aging, it spit out a mouthful of blood.

Gotha Duck is just an elite level elf.

And Zhou Fangxi's fire-breathing dragon is a hall master-level ability.

If he is not strong, how can he be worthy of the title of the No. 1 Fire Element Trainer in Yongzhou?

Mr. Song had a ferocious face and said to Zhou Fangxi: "Don't you think about the old relationship, Mr. Wei, and let this yellow-haired boy kill all the Song family?"

Zhou Fangxi said nothing and stood beside Chu Ye, acting as if he was just following orders to support the scene.

Chu Ye clapped his hands and said: "I'm sorry, old man, I am a person who is afraid of trouble. I don't want to play the upgrading game of getting bigger and smaller again. In order to prevent anyone from touching my bottom line in the future, I have to be ruthless.

,Old man, I am also very helpless, you should understand me."

Mr. Song looked at the young man with an ugly face as he fell into a pool of blood on the ground. The shadow twisted strangely. When Geng Gui walked out of the young man's body, the corpse on the ground instantly shrank into a mummy.

The shape is haggard, it can be said that only a piece of skin is left sticking to the bones.

Mr. Song looked at Zhou Fangxi, then turned to Chu Ye and said, "Aren't you afraid of being targeted by our Yongzhou family faction when you attack us? Young man, you have to think clearly, your parents' business is not ours.

It’s the Song family’s idea, but I can apologize to you, and I will let go of your killing of my sons.”

Geng Gui walked back to Chu Ye, who also had a smile on his lips.

"It seems that you haven't seen the form clearly yet. No wonder it has been more than ten years and you have so many resources and you still can't cultivate a trainer. Should I say that you are short-sighted or that your family is just a family that can accumulate wealth but doesn't know how to cultivate it?"

It’s good for the idiot to be a nouveau riche who can cash out.”

"I said, I don't care if your Song family is behind it. It doesn't matter. I'm just showing my attitude here. You are all covered in gold and armor, and I just called someone with a pair of shoes. Now you plan to

Take off my shoes and stop saying things like letting things go by the past. From the moment you started to set a trap on my parents, you were naturally on the opposite side of me."

"The reason you are apologizing now is not because you admit your mistakes, but because I have a stronger backer than you now. Even if I don't have a backer, if you use my parents to force me, then I will have no choice but to flee into the wild."

"You should have checked my information and know how strong my ability to survive in the wild is. As long as I live, I will not stop my revenge on you until I have the ability to sacrifice the entire Yongzhou with blood and bury my parents with them."

Chu Ye spread his hands and said in a joking tone: "Do you believe I can do it?"

As soon as these words came out, even Zhou Fangxi couldn't help but look sideways at Chu Ye.

When Mr. Song heard Chu Ye's heartbreaking words, he squeezed out a few words through his teeth.

"madman!"

Chu Ye didn't care, and still smiled: "In this world, how can we survive without going crazy..."

As he spoke, Chu Ye's body was covered with a transparent blue gelatinous liquid that was constantly squirming. After a while, Chu Ye was wrapped in it. The liquid slowly squirmed and changed colors.

Suddenly, another Mr. Song was opposite, with the same cane in his hand.

Chu Ye stood up with his cane, stood up shakily and walked to Mr. Song, whose pupils had shrunk to the extreme. He lowered his head and looked down at his face that was exactly the same as him at this moment.

Chu Ye said softly: "I heard that your family has the most important bloodline. Old man, your Song family's bloodline contains the blood of water elves. Old man, from now on, I will kill your son-in-law, and then I will transform into him and sleep with you."

Daughter, if you keep repeating this process, can the name of the Song family be changed to Chu in the future?"

A voice exactly like Mr. Song's echoed in the half-ruined conference hall. The cold wind blowing in from outside came in. The sultry air did not make Mr. Song feel unbearably hot. Instead, his back was covered with cold sweat.

"you dare?!!"

Chu Ye's mouth didn't move. The muscles on his cheek squirmed, and another mouth opened and came out, leaning crookedly against the other cheek. The teeth and tongue inside could be seen between the opening and closing.

"Do you think I dare? Hehe."

The other cheek also had a split mouth.

"Your Song family is also rubbish. It has been running for decades and you can't even stop a commoner. It's better to keep your good blood in vain. It's better to give it to me."

Mouths were opening on his neck and on the back of his head, and Mr. Song's voice was stimulating his nerves, but he didn't dare to move at all.

It wasn't until Chu Ye reached out and slapped him on the face, and a slap was heard far away that Mr. Song could not believe that he had been beaten. He saw a crack on the back of the hand that hit him.

eyes and mouth.

"Do you hate me? Come and kill me. It was you who did the things behind me first. You hit me from the front. I'm right in front of you. I won't fight back. Come on, you can stab me with a knife.

If you look at your body, look at the barrel here, and you’ll see the aorta below it. If you stab it in, you won’t be able to save him..."

Mr. Song's eyes were bloodshot, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding from bites. The hatred in his eyes was pouring out like real substance, but he still clenched his fists tightly and did not dare to touch the Poké Ball hanging on his waist.

Seeing his appearance, Chu Ye seemed to have lost all interest. He walked aside and took out a handkerchief from a young man's coat pocket. His twisted mouth and eyes closed and disappeared.

After wiping his hands, Chu Ye chuckled and said, "Sorry, I soiled your handkerchief."

The man moved his body tremblingly, trying to get further away from Chu Ye, and stammered: "No...it doesn't matter, I can, I can help..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Ye had already turned around, threw the crumpled handkerchief in Mr. Song's face, turned around coldly, and exposed his back to him without any precautions.

"waste."

Until Chu Ye returned to his chair and sat down, the other party didn't make any move.

"Are you just a dog that only sleeps in the nest? You are really hopeless."

"It's true that the older you get, the more you go back. I think it's time for you to change the decision-makers. Today I came here just to help the teacher educate his dog. I haven't seen the owner for too long and he doesn't recognize people anymore. Your family

I will release them in two days, and I don’t mind if you continue to attack my parents in the future..."

"But after taking action, you have to bear the corresponding price. In the future, as long as my family loses a hair, I will come to visit you as soon as possible."