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Chapter 133 Society, I, Pikachu, don’t talk too much
"Pikachu~~"

The little yellow mouse squawked cutely, while standing upright and looking at Gener curiously.

And the assassin, who was so upset that he had nowhere to vent, immediately put the figures of the bald robbers on top of him.
"Go to hell, dead mouse!"

Gener roared, and directly reached out to grab the cute cute creature, intending to slap it on the ground to vent his hatred!

Right here in the blink of an eye
"Pika-Chu!!!!!!"

呲呲呲味味味味味 Magnetic Magnetic———! ! !
what! ! ! !

The berserk lightning beam instantly turned Gener's body into coke, but fortunately this Pikachu was not MP, it was only level 15, and its attack power would not kill a level 20 assassin.

But it was still easy to electrify the assassin's whole body until his limbs convulsed.

"Pi~~ka~~~qiu~~~!!"

Gener's pupils were a little dizzy, and the low growl of the little yellow monster gnashing its teeth could be heard next to his ears.

Just when he was about to struggle to sit up, he suddenly felt his chest sinking. When he took a closer look, he saw that the cute little yellow mouse before now had an evil face, and at the same time showed a With a ferocious smile, his claws shook each other, and he stood in front of his chest as if preparing for a beating
"No way"

Gena was shocked when he saw the little monster in front of him. He wanted to move, but his whole body was so numb that he could hardly feel his fingers. "Is it possible that my crow is going to be killed by a stinky rat as big as a palm?"

Snapped! !

Pikachu didn't say anything, and slapped it directly, half of Gener's cheek was sunken instantly, and his head suddenly tilted to the side, the force almost broke his neck.

I have to say, regardless of Pikachu's small stature, he has level 15 strength, and his melee strength cannot be underestimated.

The assassin who was forced by a slap never thought that he would be taught how to be a man by a stinky mouse who was so famous in his life.

"You you stinky mouse, wait for me, if my fingers can, you will."

Snapped!
Another slap was slapped viciously, and then a series of shadowless palms came down like a shower, and a variety of beating positions were changed in the middle, such as straight punches and uppercuts. A lot of blood splashed on Pikachu's face with a ferocious smile from time to time.

After a while, when Pikachu lifted the assassin's collar with one paw and made a fist with the other little paw and was about to greet him, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be no place to start - the assassin's head was swollen like a pig's head. Seems like it.

"forgive me"

The leaky Gena begged for mercy with his swollen eyelids at the little yellow mouse standing in front of him on his chest and tugging at his collar. This would make outsiders laugh to death if they saw it. A dignified intelligence official would actually do this. Who would dare to believe that he was beaten by a mouse until he begged for mercy?

Believe it or not, Gener really hopes that a kind passerby will come to help rescue him, otherwise he will really be beaten to death by this stinky mouse.

"Where are you? Baby~~! Talk~~!"

At this time, an anxious voice came from a distance, and the moment Pikachu standing on Gener's chest was about to strike again, he immediately let go of the claws holding the assassin's collar, turned and shouted into the distance : "Pikapi~!"

"Ma'am! There!"

"Hey hey!"

Hearing a large number of footsteps approaching, Gener was relieved and was finally saved.

Lying on the ground, he barely opened one of his eyelids and turned his head to look at the savior.

It was a fat woman wearing a blue patterned cheongsam, big red lips, and two purple eyeshadows. She was surrounded by four bodyguards in suits and sunglasses who were looking around.

"Pikachu~"

The little yellow mouse jumped into the fat woman's arms, screaming cutely, completely different from the previous viciousness.

This situation made the assassin's eyes straight. Most importantly, he clearly saw that while Pikachu was yelling at the fat woman with aggrieved eyes, he turned his head to look at him fiercely on the other side. Underneath his expression, he raised a small paw and swiped it at the assassin's neck calmly, with an obvious metaphor
"hiss--!"

At this time, Gener's hairs were standing on end, but he couldn't move his body at all. He could only whimper in his mouth. He could clearly see from Pikachu's evil eyes: This demon is planning to kill himself!

The bodyguard next to him glanced down at Gener, kicked and asked, "Who is this pig?"

"Pikapi!" Pikachu kept yelling, pointing at Genna.

"What? Did this pig bully you?"

When the fat woman saw Pikachu's posture, she screamed in surprise, then looked down at the assassin, and yelled through gritted teeth, "What a lowly pig, you dare to move my little baby! Kill him!"

"Obey Ma'am!"

"How dare you bully our young master?!"

"This pig's head is bold enough!"

A group of gangsters immediately beat and kicked the half-dead assassin, but Gener could only endure silently, cursing in his heart: Wait for me!Wait for me!As long as I can get out!As long as I'm here!You all must die!All to die! !
After beating for a while, everyone found that the pig on the ground had fainted, and just at this moment, a sorcerer wrapped in a black robe and marked with the word MP walked slowly towards the alley. Pulling the fat woman to indicate that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, and then ran away without a trace.
In the domain hall, Lott looked at the spy on the big screen in the distance who had been beaten so badly that even his mother didn't recognize him, and said, "Give him some healing, and don't let this kid die."

The sorcerer in the picture nodded and stretched out his finger. Immediately, a layer of green light flashed all over Gener's body, and the swelling on his face began to gradually fade away—but because it was a small healing technique, it could only do so much ——A dislocated arm and 3 ribs cannot be restored.

"That's enough, just drag him to the door of a black shop responsible for bone setting."

"My lord." Vickers reminded from the side: "His energy index has soared to 400."

Anger is the main emotion, and this assassin is a high-end professional at level 20, so every time the energy increases sharply with 3 or 40 points, especially when he is ruthlessly beaten by Pikachu, it is estimated that his self-esteem has been hit. Emotions are almost at their limit.

"Beep~~~ It turns out that the amount of energy extracted by advanced adventurers is actually so large." Lott smiled and raised his legs and looked at the front and said, "Let's see how much the amount of ordinary people can be. Vickers. "

"exist."

"Get the racetrack online."

"Follow your orders."

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(End of this chapter)