Pokémon Invasion Marvel

After Emerson also got on board, the boat was packed full and the voyage began.

"I really don't understand you rich people, it's dangerous to set out in the dark, and it's the rainy season!"

The captain was a middle-aged white man. When he saw Emerson, the leader, coming up, he came over with a bottle of wine to complain.

"You only need to sail the boat, there is no need to worry about anything else!"

Emerson gave him a cold look, left a word, and walked towards the expedition team.

Captain Johnson hit a snag, smiled nonchalantly, leaned on the edge of the boat, and took a swig of wine.

But no one knows what is going on in his heart.

Aning and Felicia sat cuddling together. After seeing this, their eyes looked at Johnson, and their eyes instantly became a little cold.

A biting dog doesn't bark, An Ning still understands this principle.

It would be fine if Johnson didn't have any malicious intentions. If he had any ideas, it must not be a prank.

Not only Aning understands this truth, Emerson also understands it, but he doesn't care.

When he saw that besides the captain, there was also a sailor on the ship, the captain no longer mattered to Emerson.

"Now, who will tell me what to do next?"

Emerson stood in front of the expedition team and looked at them and asked.

Several members of the expedition team looked at me and I looked at you. In the end, it was the middle-aged black man who spoke first.

"Sir, the place we need to go is deep in a dense forest. Now we only have a land route. We need to let the captain see the location so we can know how to get there by water."

The middle-aged black man is neither humble nor arrogant, and has no fear at all, as if he was not the one who almost had his neck wiped today.

"Okay, Captain, let's take a look."

Emerson raised his voice a little to ensure that Johnson, who was not far away, could hear him.

"Ah? I'm sorry, this wine is so delicious. I feel a little drunk and want to take a rest."

Johnson leaned on the edge of the boat, raised his head and took a big sip of wine before answering Emerson's words.

His casual tone made it clear that he didn't take Emerson seriously.

Emerson remained silent, and the others did not make a sound either, all watching the situation in the field.

At this moment, Aning stood up.

Slowly walking up to Johnson, Ah Jing looked at him quietly without saying a word.

When Johnson saw such a beautiful girl coming over, he thought she was trying to make peace with him, and he couldn't help but become hardened.

"Little girl, do you want to help your boss persuade me, but you have to pay a price!"

After saying that, Johnson couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

For a time, the whole ship was filled with the laughter of him and his sailors.

However, the laughter soon stopped because the atmosphere on the ship was strange.

Johnson, a veteran of many years, was very suspicious. When he realized something was wrong, he stopped laughing and looked at the people on the expedition team suspiciously.

As soon as these people got on the boat, he could already tell that those who got on the boat first were not the same group as Emerson and others.

The reason why he teased An Ning like this was not only because he felt confident, but also because he wanted to test these people and see how far the discord between them went.

However, he obviously expected it wrong.

Johnson scanned the faces of everyone in the expedition team one by one, and all he could see in their eyes was deep compassion.

Johnson felt a little cold in his heart. He withdrew his gaze and focused on Aning in front of him.

Emerson always had his back turned to him, while Felicia was too immature and had all her thoughts on her face.

The answer Johnson wanted could only be obtained from Aning in front of him.

"What, what price do I need to pay?"

Aning smiled like a flower and asked softly.

"It's nothing, I drank a little too much."

The momentum was not good, so Lao Jianghu decisively gave in.

"You drank too much, are you awake yet?"

Aning pulled out the gun from his waist and pointed it directly at Johnson's forehead.

"Oh, look out, girl!"

Johnson was frightened. What kind of expedition team was this? They drew their guns whenever they disagreed!

"Answer my question first, okay?"

Aning's soft voice sounded like the whisper of a devil to Johnson's ears, making him shudder.

Johnson usually boasts that he travels all over the country, and there is no one he has not seen before.

But he has never seen anything like this today!

Drawing a gun whenever there is a disagreement is completely the behavior of a gangster.

Johnson had heard someone say that even if someone was robbering someone, they would only pull out a gun as a deterrent. There are very few people who actually have the courage to shoot.

But when he and An Ning looked at each other, he could clearly feel that An Ning would really shoot and there was absolutely no intention to scare him.

"Wake up, wake up."

It's this time, face is a matter of course, life is the most important, Johnson spoke hurriedly.

Aning's smile disappeared and his face became expressionless.

Without speaking, he pointed in the direction of Emerson with his other hand.

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Johnson understood, and while making a sound, he stood up and walked quickly towards Emerson.

He didn't want to stay with this moody woman anymore.

"Look, how to get to this place?"

Emerson pointed to a point on the map and asked without looking back.

Johnson glanced back first and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Aning didn't follow him.

At this time, he didn't dare to play any tricks, and quickly looked towards the position pointed by Emerson's finger.

"Tsk, this place is in the innermost part of the forest. You can't reach it by water. You will have to walk a while in the forest."

Johnson studied it carefully for a while before coming to such a conclusion.

Emerson pushed the map in front of Johnson with his finger.

"Draw all the routes. You don't need to follow the road in the forest. You can go back when you get to the shore."

"Are you sure?"

Johnson turned his head and looked at him with burning eyes.

"Sure."

Emerson replied and waved to the expedition team who remained silent.

"I know that among you, there must be a geography expert in charge of the route. Come over and watch him draw. Don't forget that you also want to go together."

Everyone in the expedition team looked at each other, and finally focused on another young black man in the team.

"Okay...yes, okay."

This black guy was not as tough as his tribesmen. When he saw Emerson looking at him, he immediately agreed tremblingly.

No one present noticed that there was a strange look in the eyes of a young white man wearing glasses in the crowd.

His position was in the middle of the expedition team. He relied on other people's bodies for cover. He carefully took out his mobile phone and secretly sent a message.

The young white man glanced at the prompts on his cell phone imperceptibly.

Seeing that it had been sent successfully, I secretly put the phone away again.

He continued to stand there timidly, looking like an honest scientific researcher.