There's something wrong with this elf trainer

Chapter 102 The miserable Darkrai

Do you call this sentiment?

Please, you are doing murder now!Want some more spice?I'm afraid there isn't a big problem with my head.

The carefree waiter was indifferent, not to mention that the owner who had signed an agreement with him was tied there, but what he was about to do was a bit disgusting, and if he ate food, he would vomit it out again, which was not good for the stomach.

Moreover, after spitting it out, the room will be full of smell, which will be troublesome to clean up. In addition, the blood will be mixed immediately, which will be even more troublesome.

In a sense, this nurturing servitor is the strangest of his kind.

Amir already knew what kind of person Brother An was who picked him up, and he cast a pleading look at the caretaker.

He just has a little problem with his head from time to time, and he is a little inexplicably obsessed with snacks and snacks. He seems to have a good face and refuses to admit that he is a road idiot.By the way, I should be a little afraid of heights. When I was sitting on Metagross, I didn’t look sideways. I either stared straight ahead or my eyes were blurred.

Apart from these, there shouldn't be anything else wrong...right?

The carefree waiter was silent for two or three seconds, and finally turned around and walked into the kitchen.

He is an anomaly among his kind. If it were any other busy waiter, let alone making cakes, when these two people first broke in, it would be nice if they didn't fight for their boss with a kitchen knife.

Ai Guanwei is not another slutty beauty who treats her employer as her master after only working for a few days. In his opinion, the agreement only states that she is responsible for three meals a day for family members, as well as hygiene, but there is no systematic explanation of protection. The owner is safe.

Although Amir is abused here and often doesn't have enough to eat or sleep well, in the eyes of the caretakers, he is still a member of the family and needs to be responsible for three meals a day.

If the agreement was gone, he wouldn't do it if it was troublesome, but now the fat man who signed the agreement with him is still alive, so he can only go to the kitchen obediently.

"Help me stir-fry two more vegetables and cook a pot of rice. I'll be here before lunch." An Sheng suddenly remembered something, touched his belly, and waved towards the kitchen.

Then he turned his head and looked at Amir who was hovering in front of the three people. He sighed leisurely. He was still a child after all, so he probably couldn't bear to do anything.

——Is there any way to make their death the most painful?

Amir frowned and thought. For the sake of the gift of childbirth, the abuse he received in daily life can be ignored and he would just give it a happy life, but my sister...

Thinking of this, Amir's mood suddenly aroused. His sister is the best person in the world and is irreplaceable!

The result... Phew.

Amir took a deep breath.

Ai Guanshi cooks very quickly, maybe because it is the time to cook at noon, so the hot meals are served quickly.

An Sheng finished the meal in a few moments, then carried a small plate of cakes with a sack on his shoulder, planning to take a walk around the house to see if he could pick up some treasures.

After all, raising Amir is really expensive. His body is so weak and he has a bunch of injuries from years ago, so it makes sense to search for some treasures from his scumbag father to raise a child...

"Metrogross is right there. If you really can't do anything, just look for Metagross."

Before leaving, Anjing did not forget to tell Amir. The Metagross suppressing an Emperor Nabo in the corner responded to the trainer's words with a listless "tap".

The carefree waiter wiped his hands with a wet towel and followed upstairs silently. Ignoring An Sheng's doubtful gaze, he opened the door and entered his room, starting to pack his luggage.

While cleaning up, he looked up at the bright sky through the window and sighed.

This is already the third club that has had an accident, but it has managed to hold up for a long time. I wonder if the next club will be able to hold on for so long?

It's a pity that those champions of the king have no intention of taking care of their servants. Otherwise, if you go to their home to apply for a job, you are afraid that someone will come looking for revenge and you won't be able to defeat them?

The carefree waiter mentally took out his small cell phone and clicked it twice, then sent a message to his good friend: "Find me another employer, where meat and vegetables are not taboo."

"clear."

The other person on the phone responded crisply.

Looking for a boss...

He is simply not too familiar.

When the carefree waiter walked downstairs with the small bundle on his back, An Sheng, who had been searching for treasures, lay listlessly on the table. His arms fell from the table unconsciously, and the sack in his hand shook.

The three people who were originally tied to the chair disappeared without a trace at this moment, including Amir, Metagross and Emperor Nabo in the corner.

The caretaker knew that the three fat men had probably become his former employers, but he didn't react at all. Instead, he looked at the living room that was still clean and tidy with satisfaction.

When the previous two owners died, it was very bloody, but the stewardess managed to clean the room for them out of respect for having known each other for a while.

But this time the person who came to seek revenge was a good person. He knew how to take him outside and didn't make a mess in the room, which also saved him a lot of effort.

"The tickets are booked."

Kathy threw An Ling's cell phone back, took the bottle aside and took it back into her arms. She sucked the pacifier and wanted to take a sip, but found that the milk inside had disappeared at some point.

With a frown on his face, Casey didn't think too much. He almost instantly identified the thief who stole his milk. He touched the spoon behind his little tail and thought about it for a while before giving up the idea of ​​hitting An Sheng's face with the spoon. .

The main thing is that he still can't beat him, and he will have to hang around under his hands from now on.

Thinking of this, Casey felt a little resentful. If he said no, then it wasn't?Can't you ask again?

An Jing didn't know what Cathy was thinking, so when he had nothing to do, he skillfully grabbed Cathy's little tail and started teasing her. Cathy felt a little resentful in his heart, and the tail kept wagging, but he didn't give it to him. Pull, one person and one elf started playing like this until Amir came back.

"Tsk, even if you see Metagross attacking, you don't know how to stay away."

He took out a wet tissue and wiped away the trace of blood splashed on Amir's nose. Then he looked at the clean Metagross peacefully and frowned and asked, "Are you so clean today?"

He knew that Metagross had a cruel temper. After all, he had never asked Metagross to restrain his temper. He tried it in the early days, but when he heard such words, he stared at him with round eyes. He couldn't stand it. It was never mentioned again.

Because of this, Metagross always gets a little blood on himself when he attacks, and he needs to be carefully cleaned up after every battle.

But now...

An Sheng didn't think too much. Maybe Metagross suddenly became clean today, or maybe Amir was the one who did it, but there was no point in going into it further.

He is not a good person. His heart is the same color as his eyes, so dark and beautiful that it doesn't matter who does it.

You can't tell Amir that children are not suitable for seeing blood, so you can't block his chance to take revenge with your own hands, right?How cruel that is.

He took Metagross back to the elf ball, put it on Amir's disguise, and listened peacefully. Casey put it back on his shoulder, left the house and walked to the street to hail a taxi.

Now that the matter is settled, why not leave Sinnoh as soon as possible.

In Baiyang Town's kind of battle between mythical beasts, the King of Heaven could be reduced to cannon fodder, and An Sheng didn't want to get involved. Not to mention the danger, it was also easy to get into trouble.

If you calculate it this way, Zhuxia's side is still the safest. At most, there is an evil organization that engages in terrorist activities in recent years like other areas, but at least there is no war between mythical beasts.

As for the plan of the people from another world to transfer the Zhuxia region to another world?

Ah……

Terrorists in other regions are always ready to destroy the world and create a new world. Isn’t this more wishful thinking than the plans of people from other worlds?

However, there are a few scientists in Team Galaxy's Flash Team who are quite good. If there is a chance, they can take them out and throw them into the research institute. Anyway, the research institute is a mental asylum center. When these few mad scientists get there, it will be like returning to their parents' homes.

As for whether it will cause trouble?

Will there be fewer ways to control people in the research institute?

Anxiang directly added money and let the driver go all out. In almost a quarter of an hour, he arrived at the airport, checked his tickets, and boarded the plane.

When the plane took off with a rumble, An Sheng let out a long sigh of relief. Even the naughty children and parents at the table in front of him turned around and snatched away his snacks.

An Sheng expressionlessly allowed the naughty kid to snatch away the snacks again, and secretly took back the medicine bottle in his hand.

How could someone as generous as him drug him?It's obviously adding seasoning.

An Sheng reached out to greet the stewardess and led Amir to the economy class. Faced with Amir's doubts, he just threw a mask to him to prevent the smell from spreading to the economy class.

Amir listened to the loud fart sounds and the screams coming from the front. After thinking about it, he put on the mask.

I originally thought that Brother An liked children and didn't want to argue with them, so he let him grab snacks. Now it seems that revenge will not last overnight, and he won't be able to waste even a second.

A flight attendant wanted to check the situation, but as soon as she opened the cabin door, she rolled her eyes and was forced back by a strong and strange smell.

The flight attendant slammed the door mercilessly and locked it. She just wanted to hold back the job today, and she couldn't let out all the people inside that were full of strange smells.

Her poop is not that smelly...

No, fairies don't know how to poop.

An Sheng hummed a tune happily, while Casey sat on his shoulder and shook his head. Amir sighed secretly in his heart, thinking about how to become a pervert, otherwise he would look out of place with Brother An and Casey.

This is the classic "I often don't fit in with them because I'm not perverted enough."

But the peaceful good mood did not last long. As if God was joking with him, the hatch was opened and three robbers with guns sprang out.

I ran into a gang of killers when I came here, and a gang of robbers when I went back. An Anliang knows what this is called.

Echoing end to end!

One of them looked like the leader and stammered: "Hurry up and hand over the money... hand it over, no... or else..."

"Boss, I've already killed the captain and co-pilot!" A robber with two big teeth suddenly rushed in, shouting to claim credit.

The boss told him to control the captain and co-pilot. Who else is easier to control than the dead?

"The quality of this class of robbers is not good! Their brains are not good enough either."

Anjing held her chin and expressed serious concern about the new generation of robbers.

These robbers don't really think they can control the situation with a gun in their hands, do they?Who dares to be a robber now and doesn't have a few elves with the power to do harm?

Moreover, the captain and co-pilot were killed as soon as they came up. It looked like someone had trained a man to die, or he was terminally ill and wanted to do something earth-shattering before he died, so he dragged people to be buried with him.

"Brother An..."

Amir tugged on An Sheng's sleeve.

An Sheng thought Amir was afraid, so he patted his head and said, "Don't worry, I can take you out even if I don't have an elf."

"No." Amir shook his head: "We are passing by Baiyang Town now, and the plane crashed seems to be there."

"It's a small thing... huh?"

Anjing looked outside through the window. The crashed plane had already passed through the fog above Baiyang Town and happened to fly right in front of Dialga's face.

Dialga waved his hand calmly and silently at Dialga's gaze. Dialga was distracted by the plane that suddenly flew by. Palkia seized this opportunity and struck with a sub-air cleavage. Dialga's face.

Darkrai, who was dealing with the two, also took this opportunity to shoot a dark hole from the elf, which covered their faces.

He sighed peacefully, feeling that he had been wronged.

Could it be that time-travelers only have the physique to passively get involved in trouble?

That's all...

But for using such a weird way to break into the battlefield between Dialga and Palkia, couldn't you, the author, have some thoughts?At least come up with some logical reasons. Believe it or not, I can break through the dimensional wall and let Metagross send you a comet punch?

No wonder the robbers this time are so stupid. They would kill the captain and co-pilot when they came to rob a plane. I'm afraid you didn't take away all their IQs.

Stupid tool man!

An Anran glanced at the tool man robber who was already hugging the tourists, crying and comforting each other. He stretched out his right hand, as if holding something in vain, and the super power in his body spurted out, controlling every corner part of the plane.

He looked down through the window, his eyes constantly moving around, and finally found a garden and landed slowly.

Because this garden seemed to be the most intact place, it seemed that Dialga and Palkia's attacks had not affected this place.

The airflow generated by the landing of the plane blew all the flowers competing for beauty in the garden, and the petals scattered in all directions. Not far away, Darkrai was desperately trying to deal with Dialga and Palkia. By this scene, I almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

What kind of evil did you do? There are so many empty spaces and you can’t stop but you have to stop in the garden?

He desperately tried to survive the aftermath of the attack from time to time, just to keep the garden intact, but all his efforts were in vain.

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