Pokémon Evolution

There is a saying that after three rounds of wine, the five flavors of food will be better.Kirito started yawning one after another even before he was thirty, and Natsu also started rubbing her eyes frequently.

Natsu was really sleepy, but of course Kirito was just pretending.He has long used Qi to disperse the medicinal and alcoholic effects from his pores. Although he is not a peerless master, after his mother's training and such a long period of cultivating Qi, he can really open and close his pores at will. the point.

The three or five old men and elders of the tribe would raise their wine glasses high from time to time, exchanging glasses with Kirito and Nazhi one after another, actually showing the mood of friendship after drinking with a close friend for as long as a thousand glasses of wine.Kirito and Nazi said, "Don't dare! Don't dare!"The wine poured into his stomach suddenly.

Afraid that his drunkenness would dissipate too obviously and his face not turning red would be noticed, Kirito would pat his cheeks with both hands from time to time.

In the eyes of this native islander, Kirito had the mentality of a teenager. He was so drunk that he was afraid that he would lose his ability to drink and lie on the table, so he patted his cheeks to wake himself up.

When the elders of the tribe saw Kirito's action, they all thought to themselves, it's almost time!This kid is about to fall, try harder!This toast becomes more frequent.

Nazi, who had been drinking for the last time, gradually became confused under the fierce attack of the old people. She forgot Kirito's instructions and stupidly followed the toast, drinking as much as others drank.He didn't say anything, just laughed after drinking too much, and then he collapsed on the wine table, half from the effects of the drug, and half from being really drunk.

Kirito thought to himself, silly woman, I thought you were old enough to hide things and stay calm in times of crisis, so I told you these few words, but it's a good thing you drank too much!

Kirito himself had never drank much in this life, and now that he no longer had the energy to drink or take drugs, he didn't know when to fall asleep.So I could only pretend to be drunk but not drunk, and sleepy but not sleepy, and drank for a long time.

Seeing that after drinking until the early hours of the morning, the singing and dancing tribesmen lost their energy and dispersed after eating some food.Three of those old people also drank too much, and Kirito was overwhelmed by the alcohol.

The eldest elder, who drank the best among the old men, raised his glass with a smile, but smiled bitterly in his heart: "I really want to use foul language! You kid started slapping your cheeks two hours ago, how long has it been since then, and you still haven't poured it out? "

Kirito thought that it was almost done, so he raised his glass high, and the wine glass fell out of his hand and fell to the ground, and then he lay down on the wine table.

The elder looked condescendingly at Kirito lying on the wine table, twisting and turning. The smile on his face gradually faded, he took a long breath and waved his hand.

The sentry leader and three or five men picked up Kirito and the three men like little chickens, searched for the Poke Balls on the three men, and handed them to the elder.Then he carried the three of them into the small dark room.

Kirito was carried on his shoulders, and he squinted his eyes to remember the elder's appearance and the general direction of his departure, and quickly closed his eyes again.

The three people were thrown on the haystack. The sentry leader stood there for a while and looked at Kirito. After a long time, he went out and locked the door.

Kirito suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness, his eyes were bright and there was no hint of drunkenness.After a slight shake, neither Nazi nor Xiaoniao responded.What the hell!I told you to eat and drink as you should, but I didn’t let you drink like this!

Kirito patted his forehead lightly and stood up.

"What's the sound?" His voice as he stood up attracted the attention of the two guards outside the door.

"Don't make a fuss, he probably just turned over. With the amount of medicine in that boy's wine, even Kentaro would have to sleep for a whole day and a night," another guard said.

"Also..." The guard who spoke first touched his face, then leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

Of course, Kirito didn't understand any of these, and he didn't even dare to express his anger. He froze there for fear of being discovered and woke up.

After a while, there was no movement outside the door, and then the bird quietly moved.

Quietly letting out a long sigh of relief, Kirito cursed secretly, being locked up, how could he escape as easily as shown on TV?

After observing the surroundings, there was a square window two meters high at the back of the small black room for ventilation.Because there was no debris in the house except haystacks, and according to common sense, children could not get past the two-meter-high windows.Even if they crossed over, without the Poké Balls and without the help of Pokémon, where could the three little kids escape?

Therefore, Kirito had this opportunity to "escape".

He walked to the wall, jumped up, gently grabbed the window edge, and squatted on the window with his arms.

It is impossible to perform this series of actions without making any noise.Fortunately, the sensitive one of the two guards opened his eyes and thought about it before closing them again.

Kirito on the window thought to himself, fortunately he learned some skills and improved his posture.Otherwise, who would let a ten-year-old kid jump into a two-meter window?

Kirito jumped down and landed quietly.Touching the wall and walking quietly at night, it really feels like a dark night assassin.

After half a circle, Kirito peeked out half of his eyes from the corner and looked at the status of the two guards, and found that they both had their eyes closed.

Kirito took a closer look at the branches and branches on the ground around the two guards, fearing that during a sneak attack, he would step on them and make a noise like in the TV series, causing a big mistake.

He took a deep breath, and all the pores in his body were instantly closed, and the true energy surged in his body.In such a situation, it is impossible not to see some blood.

Kirito hunched over quietly and walked over, suddenly!The waist was strong, straightened instantly, and the fist secretly clenched was like a gun, and it instantly hit the first guard's throat. When he lowered his head inertia, he hit him on the head, killing him with one blow.

Afraid that the other guard would notice, Kirito took two steps sideways at the moment when the attacked guard slipped, and punched the other guard on the neck who had just opened his eyes again.

The laryngeal cartilage burst instantly, and the instant suffocation made the guard's pupils dilate. Before he could make any move, his head sank with a muffled groan and he fell down.

Seeing the two of them fall, Kirito hurriedly helped them up one by one.Fortunately, the dead man's torso was stiff and could stand on both sides as before.

Kirito didn't necessarily want to kill the two of them, but a fledgling boy like him didn't have good control over his own strength. It would be troublesome if those people woke up soon after fainting.

"Amitabha, may all Buddhas bless you, be safe and sound!" Kirito clasped his hands together, prayed in his heart, and walked toward the direction the elder left while the moonlight was hidden in the shadows.