Pokémon Dream Walker

Encrypted call in progress.

William, the leader of the Poison Gang, was reporting the current situation to his superiors.

"Sir, we suffered heavy losses this time. Many of the lower-level members were either arrested or disconnected... The remaining backbone members did not dare to show their faces and were hiding in secret bases in the wild. The peripheral forces that have expanded in recent years have almost All were wiped out.”

"There is also good news. Our backbone still exists. As long as we recruit enough people, the Poison Gang can make a comeback."

"However, according to the attitude of the alliance... I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to recruit people in a big way."

"us……"

"us……"

William hesitated, and although he didn't say everything, his meaning was clear. He felt that the future of the Poison Gang was gloomy.

Under the league's thunderous methods, he finally recognized his status, and his identity as a gangster never changed.

After a pause, William apologized in a deep voice: "Sir, my subordinate did something bad, please punish me!"

Unexpectedly, the expected scolding did not come, only a sigh was heard.

"never mind……"

"It's my fault too. Useless waste should be cleared away, otherwise it will be a hidden danger if it is kept, just like this time it caused such a huge loss."

"William, do you understand?"

William felt chills all over his body, and he understood that this was a beating. Who knew whether the next loser would be him?

"My subordinate understands!"

"My subordinates will find an opportunity to deal with that piece of trash as soon as possible!"

A voice came from the receiver again, "Don't worry, it's useless to us and them anyway."

"I hope that from now on, there will be no more waste in our team. I have supported them all with one hand, and I can also knock them down with one hand. Do you feel regretful? Maybe a little. Of course, that's all. A little bit!"

"Now, I am interested in one thing - why did Ando Kazuo suddenly think of using hypnosis to interrogate them? I heard that he even accurately found the young supervisor. Is there someone who is smart and wants to sell us at a good price?"

William's body trembled, his pupils tightened in fear, and he immediately made an association.

There is a traitor!

A soft voice came from the receiver, "Check it."

"Understood, sir."

He lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "Sir, what should we do next? Do you want to take revenge on the alliance? Please get a charter, sir."

"Revenge? Haha..."

"Brother Lei pulls his teeth out, isn't this looking for death! Can you fight against the Alliance? I'm not supporting you just to show off my anger."

William was a little reluctant, but he did not dare to question the boss's decision, and he clenched his free left hand tightly into a fist.

"However, it does not mean that we will not respond to the alliance at all. Mr. Hei is making preparations, which will cause the alliance to feel pain."

"By the way, um, Miyamoto... Miyamoto Kamika?"

William quickly responded: "Yes, sir, that kid's name is Miyamoto Kamiga."

"This little bastard!"

"Outlander dog!"

"Why can't you die obediently? How dare you cause such a big trouble? It's caused me heavy losses!"

"What has he been doing lately?"

William also regarded Shang He as a thorn in his side and had always paid attention to him. Now he replied: "Sir, he has established a detective agency..."

"It's a good life. Find a way to arrange a commission for him and kill him in the wild."

"Okay, sir."

"As for the tasks during this period... the Poison Gang will disappear for a while. Mr. Hei needs manpower. You ask the four leaders to lead some gang members to support him. Be sure to cooperate with Mr. Hei's actions and don't let the chain slip. He will not As kind as I am."

"Sir, the snake man and the others..."

"I can't come back. There is a shortage of people at Mr. Hei's place. Do you have anything to do with them?"

"fine……"

"If you have nothing to do, don't ask around. Your focus is on the Poison Gang. Knowing too much will not be good for you."

"Yes, sir."

……

"Hey, it's No. 1. Why did you suddenly remember to contact me?"

The picture shows a middle-aged white man.

He has a strong build, short short hair, and a clean, upright stance. His carefully groomed beard adds a mature charm.

He was lying on a beach chair with a big parasol on his head, holding a cold beer in one hand and holding a cigar between his fingers, looking very comfortable.

He tilted his head to look at the camera and joked.

Yes, this is video communication. Someone clicked on the technology tree in advance.

When everyone is using Mobile Phone, you quietly take out your smartphone and configure it for the entire organization. It’s really a bit weird!

If Shang He saw this scene, he would definitely complain.

——The technological level of the elf world is not low, but some people have pointed it in the wrong direction.

This person is the Lord of Dark Markets in the Unova Alliance, the Dark King—Ikaros.

In each black market under his control, there is a senior manager. These managers do not have their own names and are usually referred to by serial numbers. The criterion for determining serial numbers is the black market's turnover in the previous year.

This gentleman No. [-] is the chief executive of Feiyun’s black market.

Due to the convenient shipping at Feiyun Terminal, there is a huge amount of smuggling business every year, and he always comes out on top in every competition.

Affected by the personality of their bosses, supervisors are more casual when contacting their bosses and do not need to be respectful as long as they do not cause a big mess.

"Boss—"

"Stop, you want to call me Your Royal Highness!"

Supervisor No. [-] pursed his lips and looked a little embarrassed. He was still a little uncomfortable after being called so many times.

We are already old, but we still have to accompany you from the second grade to your old age?

Oh?

He is the leader!

That's fine.

"Your Highness, the Fierce Poison Gang has been defeated."

"I know that they are going to fall. They chose it themselves..."

Icarus suddenly laughed heartily, took a sip of cold beer, and drank with interesting stories.

"I haven't seen Old Man Ando angry for a long time. Those brats did such a good job! It's so exciting! Hahahaha..."

The boss looked so complacent that the No. [-] supervisor felt helpless and changed the subject to business matters.

"Your Highness, should we also take action?"

"Huh? We have no grudges against them, and there is no business conflict. Why don't we just watch the show? Why are you still thinking about ending up?"

It seems that the boss doesn’t remember again...

No. [-] raised his hand to his forehead and had no choice but to remind: "Boss, we have a feud with them. Their partner is the Baidu Epidemic Institute."

"Hundred Poison Plague Station? What kind of bullshit is this? Has it made enemies with us?"

Number [-] felt helpless at this time. He remembered that he reported it, but it seemed that the boss didn't care and had to start from the beginning again.

Listening to the story, Icarus narrowed his eyes and took a sip of his cigar. Feeling it was boring, he threw it into the sand.

"Private transactions without giving me a commission? Are you still thinking of opening a small black market in Feiyun City?"

"My dear, are all the young people today so fierce?"

"To be honest, I kind of want to see the follow-up. They are seeing Kazuo Ando retiring. They really don't treat him as a human being!"

No. [-] nodded and said, "That's what happened. What do you think we should do?"

"How about taking advantage of the fall of the Poison Gang and clearing out the Hundred Poison Plague. I heard that they have a chief operations manager named Marcus who has the strength of a league contestant. Their signature elves are Commander Cleaver & Gear Monster. A more difficult point to deal with.”

Icarus turned to look at the camera in surprise, "What kind of strength do you think it is? The level of a player in the league competition?"

"Ah!"

A mocking look appeared on his mature and handsome face.

"Don't describe it like that next time. You are insulting that level. I have never heard of this guy at all. His signature elves are Commander Cleaver and Gear Monster. After these two elves reach their final evolution, they are indeed good enough to be on that level. level."

"But people may not!"

"The challenge rules of the Alliance Competition are very strict. Three elves are required to fight alternately. If one of the elves loses the ability to fight, it will be immediately judged as the loser. These rules are extremely strict for trainers, and no mistakes are allowed in the battle. Yes. The battle of elves' hard power is also a battle of trainers' mental calculations. How can cats and dogs just mess with each other?"

"The guy you're talking about can only be cruel in a small area. If he is touched by a real trainer, he will be beaten to pieces."

No. [-] nodded to show that he had learned the lesson, and continued to ask: "Then we still want to take action against the Baidu Plague?"

"It needs to be dealt with, but it can't be us."

"As a monarchy, does it make sense to send troops to its affiliated countries?"

"It doesn't make sense, it will cause things to harm their own kind, and the rabbit will die and the fox will be sad... Now that we are people with status, we must pay attention to the means to achieve our goals, and we cannot be singled out for faults."

Monarchy - black market platform;

Franchise countries - store stalls;

The rabbit dies and the fox is sad - if we kill him at the end, it will scare other leeks;

Pay attention to means - find someone to take the blame;

Being able to sit in the position of supervisor, No. [-] is proficient in the art of speaking and interprets the meaning of his leader.

Icarus asked: "Can you find a trainer who is hostile to Baidu Plague?"

"If you can find it, there happens to be one."

"Contact him and negotiate a big deal with him. Remember to be polite, you are going to ask him to fight for his life."

"Boss, I understand."

"Ok?"

"Your Majesty, I wish you good afternoon!"

"Well, that's pretty much it. Please step back quickly. I should also go put on sunscreen for the beautiful ladies——"

Number [-] suddenly became angry and hung up the BOSS call.

……

"Three candles and four candles. There are still water stains on the upper right corner of the left window. Use a dry rag to wipe it carefully."

Hehe...hehe...

Shang He wondered: "Why is there no dry rag? Isn't it there... Who is this idiot? Why did the rag I bought become soaked in water?"

A series of howls sounded one after another, causing Shang He's temples to bulge with veins and his heart to pound.

"Masters, it's my fault, please stop screaming. It wasn't you who did it, okay?"

Shang He cupped his hands and begged for mercy.

The cubs calmed down and continued to work on their assigned tasks.

Shang He kneaded his brows and said, "You two, find a wet rag and dry it before cleaning the glass."

Zhu San and Zhu Si looked at each other and suddenly had an idea. They lit the candle above their heads to remove the water stains on the glass.

"Fuck! Stop it! Do you want to end it once and for all and just break the glass?"

Fortunately, he never looked away, otherwise it would have been a disaster.

If the glass is blown up by a will-o'-the-wisp and the glass fragments fall from the 20th floor, is it possible for the person who is hit to survive?

"You four, put out the candles above your heads! Hey, I asked you to help mop the floor, not the waxing!"

"Pfft! Ah! The ash on the roof of this shed is so big."

What a sneeze!

What a sneeze!

Zhu Guangling, who was in charge of cleaning, also sneezed twice, spraying out many sparks uncontrollably, and the room immediately became a mess.

It's about to catch fire.

Shang He slapped his forehead depressedly, "Where's the fire? Stop running around and come here to save me!"