Pokemon: Team Rocket

There was a sound, and the uncle lay down again, his eyes closed.

He, unexpectedly, fell asleep again!
"Moo?"

Seeing the uncle's series of behaviors, the exploding buffalo became even more angry, and lowered its head, with a sharp light emitting from its horns.

The next moment, it rushed towards the uncle on the ground at an extremely fast speed, and it launched a powerful impact on the owner who was drunk in broad daylight and let him pull the cart.

"Hey!" Seeing this scene, Ye Tong was startled.

Fuck, if this hit hits, it will not die or be disabled.

"Old Man, go and block it." Ye Tong looked at Old Man at the side, just as he made a sound, a surprising scene happened from the corner of his eyes.

The uncle, who was still lying on the ground and fell into a deep sleep again, seemed to have a feeling in his heart, and just before the exploding buffalo hit him, he just turned his body properly.

The exploding buffalo made no headway, and before he could turn around, the uncle's voice rang out.

"Old cow, look at you, you don't say anything when you get home."

The sound sounded, and the uncle grabbed the head of the exploding buffalo with his hand, and then, with such a gentle pull, he actually pulled such a huge exploding buffalo aside.

"Moo!"

The exploding buffalo made a sound and wanted to turn over, and the uncle's voice sounded again.

"Going to bed soon, you're tired after a long day."

Immediately afterwards, a big hand pressed on the explosive buffalo. This hand seemed to have great strength. No matter how hard the explosive buffalo struggled, it was still unable to get up.

"Moo."

In the end, the exploding buffalo had no choice but to turn to Ye Tong for help.

"Fuck."

In the distance, Ye Tong, who had witnessed this series of passages, let out an exclamation.

Good guy, he pulled down an exploding buffalo weighing several hundred kilograms, and couldn't get up with one hand.

This is still in a dream, if he is awake, how strong is this uncle's physical strength?

"This uncle, I'm afraid he is a god." Ye Tong made a voice, and looked at Ying Luoshui beside him, unexpectedly, there was a hint of doubt in Ying Luoshui's eyes.

"I seem to have some impressions of this person, but I can't remember clearly."

"Do you have an impression?" Hearing this, Ye Tong became more and more sure of the uncle's identity.

Ying Luoshui usually practices swords alone, without any friends or disciples, and the ones who can impress him are usually the strong ones he challenged everywhere in order to break through the limit of swordsmanship in the past few years.

"Since he is a strong man, why does he look so decadent?"

Ye Tong scratched his head, came in front of the uncle, looked at the exploding buffalo that was held down and couldn't move, smiled helplessly, and stretched out his hand, trying to pull the uncle's hand up.

This pull seemed to hold the iron tongs, even though Ye Tong exerted all his strength, the uncle still remained motionless.

"Good guy, I have 1000 combat power, so I don't have any reaction at all." Ye Tong became more and more surprised, and looked at the old man beside him.

"call."

Lao Ping understood, picked up Ye Tong casually, and put it aside.

Little Yetong, ridiculous.

With a mocking laugh, Lao Jie grabbed the uncle's hand.

Immediately afterwards, there was a surprised expression on Lao Tie's face.

"Have you started yet?"

Half a minute passed, and Ye Tong made a doubtful sound while looking at the old man with veins all over his face and the uncle's motionless hands.

"Hoohoo."

Lao Jie withdrew his claws, looked at Ye Tong, his eyes widened.

This person is a monster!

"Blame your size." Ye Tong scolded with a smile, looking at the unmoving uncle in front of him, he gradually had a different idea in his eyes.

His physical strength is stronger than that of the old man. If he said that this old man is still an ordinary person, no one would believe him.

Income under his command is another top support.

"Wait for him to wake up." It took almost a moment for Ye Tong to make up his mind, looking at the drunk and unconscious uncle in front of him, his eyes widened.

He has to wait, wait for this uncle to wake up, and then let him join him!
Soon, the time passed by every minute and every second, the sun went from noon to dusk, and finally set, and the night rose.

In the darkness, Ye Tong stared at the bloodshot eyes, looked at the uncle who was still sleeping soundly, and collapsed.

"Damn it, I've been asleep for a whole day, and I still haven't woken up???!"

With a painful sound, Ye Tong looked at Lao Ting aside.

Lao Ping also stared at a pair of big bloodshot eyes, and when he saw Ye Tong looking at him, he immediately nodded heavily.

boom!
The next moment, Lao Ping struck out with a heavy fist, hitting the uncle in front of him directly.

Snapped.

A crisp sound sounded, and Lao Pie's fist was blocked, and then, a bewildered face appeared behind Lao Pie's fist.

"Who are you and why did you hit me?"

……

In the hot spring hotel in the night, Ye Tong and the uncle sat opposite each other at a table.

It seemed that he had soaked in the hot spring, and the uncle was much more awake. Only then did he find the shadow beside Ye Tong falling into the water.

"Yo, Shadow Sword Saint, you have broken the god realm."

Hearing this voice, for some reason, it seemed that he had thought of something. The expression on Ying Luoshui's face darkened, he stood up, and walked out the door with his sword scabbard in his arms.

"Look, this old man has such a small mind." Seeing Ying Luoshui leave, the uncle didn't care, and said with a smile: "Isn't it just that he lost to me before he became a god, how long has it been, and he is still angry. "

This uncle has defeated the Juggernaut!
Hearing this, Ye Tong's heart was filled with turmoil, and the way he looked at the uncle in front of him changed suddenly.

Good guy, the Juggernaut is the No. 1 sword master in the world. He is still a ruthless man who has become a god by himself until the last moment. Before he became a god, he injured the black dragon Zekrom who became a god.

Such a powerful and ruthless person actually lost to this unshaven and decadent looking uncle in front of him?
Fuck, it's a god-man, a god-like human being.

"Senior, are you a strong man in the state of ecstasy?" Looking at the uncle in front of him, Ye Tong suppressed the shock in his heart and reluctantly opened his mouth.

"It used to be." The uncle replied, glanced at Ye Tong, then shook his head, "But not now."

"It used to be, but not now?" Hearing this, Ye Tong showed a puzzled expression on his brows, "Why?"

"There are some things that don't need to be said anymore." The uncle shook his head and looked at Ye Tong, "You should be a descendant of Ye Mou."

"Yes, I am Ye Tong, the son of Ye Dongan, the seventh son of the Ye family." Ye Tong replied quickly.

"Ye Dong'an?" Hearing Ye Tong's father's name, the uncle's eyes showed a hint of reminiscence, he nodded, and ate a peanut on the table.

"He's not bad, but his personality is too straightforward, and he doesn't get along with his old man."

Good guy, you know all this...

Ye Tong's eyelids twitched, and he was still a little puzzled. Did the uncle in front of him even know anything about himself?
Although I didn't become a god, I can be regarded as a household name now, so it's like this uncle doesn't know himself.

"Boy, if you have anything else you want to ask, hurry up and ask." The uncle didn't look at Ye Tong, and continued to eat the small plate of peanuts on the table, "You feed my cow ice cream, and treat me I owe you a favor after soaking in the hot spring, and I can answer your three questions in return."

"This..." Hearing this, Ye Tong hesitated, and soon, his eyes showed a touch of fire, "Can seniors join..."

"I don't want to participate in the battles in the world anymore, whether it's with people or with gods." Before Ye Tong finished speaking, the uncle waved his hand, "The first question is over, next one."

"hiss."

Ye Tong took a breath, seeing the uncle rejecting him so decisively, for a while, he couldn't keep up with his train of thought.

After thinking for a few seconds, looking at the uncle in front of him, Ye Tong asked again, "Uncle, do you know how strong the Lord God is?"

"Lord God?" Hearing this question, the uncle rarely showed a thoughtful expression, but soon, he shook his head, "He is stronger than anything you can think of."

"How strong is it?" Ye Tong asked.

"Specifically?" Hearing this, the uncle frowned, and then looked at the peanuts on the plate.

"If this is the old man following you." Taking out a peanut, the uncle said something to Ye Tong.

"Ah."

"Then this plate, oh no, this table, is the strength of the main god." As he spoke, the uncle put the peanuts back in the center of the plate.

Hearing this, Ye Tong looked at the plate, a single peanut, and the table in front of him, forming a frightening contrast.

"Lord God, are you so strong..." Ye Tong couldn't believe it.

It wasn't until the uncle uttered this metaphor that Ye Tong realized that he still regarded Arceus too simply.

The difference between peanuts and the table is at least a hundred times, a thousand times.

Even if the level of strength above 15000 is compressed, it is absolutely impossible for Ying Luoshui, who can exert a combat power close to 17000, to be in the range of 20000.

That 20000 should be a level of qualitative change...

On the side, watching Ye Tong's reaction the whole time, the uncle shook his head and said slowly:
"It seems that you should have realized it."