Amazing Combat Ability

"Boss, the situation doesn't seem quite right..."

The junior brother approached the gray-clothed man and said helplessly after swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

The man in gray knew what he meant, the scene in front of him was actually quite beyond normal human perception.

Three Pokémon whose faces could not be seen, but could barely be identified by their size and voices, and a flaming armor that came from somewhere and wrapped around their entire body, but the key was that the defensive power was still very strong.

There was also the reddish-colored flames that were clearly abnormal.

The gray-clothed man looked at his own Pokémon, who had already fallen close to ten, with a helpless and confused face. What in the world was this situation?

It had only been two or three moves into the battle, and so many of their Pokémon had fallen, and it was clear that they hadn't experienced this kind of chaotic battle and siege before. However, the three Pokémon on the other side seemed to have a ridiculously high degree of cooperation.

And the battle power was also ridiculously strong, two one-stage evolved Growlithe and Chimchar, and one 2nd-stage evolved Charmeleon, and they defeated the Pokémon that they had carefully cultivated for so many years.

Destroying the Pokémon was nothing more than that.

But this didn't make sense at all!

The gray-clothed man already had a vague sense of foreboding. He felt like he was really in a big mess.

This kind of confusing ability might be the new research result of some big company or some professor. How could one mess with such a person himself? The odds were that the pursuit of these people would be even more difficult to escape from than the pursuit of League. After all, the probability is that they are all black and white...

Of course, it's not that there's not a worse possibility... the owner of these three Pokémon is a special ability person...

A special ability person who can give Pokémon this level of ability, especially if it's an attacking ability, is bound to be no weaker than that... He's not even weak himself...

This is even worse than the last one, because there's not much chance of escape.

Let's hope that Kira's prayer will bless him with a little bit of luck.

Unfortunately Kira pray didn't seem to be on his side.

The battle continued, even though the gray-clothed man and his men were already mentally retreating. After all, they knew that in addition to the three in front of them, there was a significantly larger and more imposing Pokémon standing on the hillside with the three humans.

What this meant was naturally self-evident.

The other party had not shown their bottom card. But those of them who were used to Pokémon had already played all their hidden cards, and had even put their heads on the table.

The best thing to do was to pull back while it was still possible...

But they who had experienced many chaotic battles knew best, these Pokémon on their side of the hand, once they fought out their true fire in a chaotic battle, it wasn't something that could be persuaded back with a single sentence...

It wasn't even a matter of the arrow being on the string anymore...it was a matter of the arrow having already been sent out, and there was no possibility of stopping it.

The Pokémon dealers glanced at each other, then quickly withdrew their gazes and lowered their heads with their own thoughts.

Incidentally, they couldn't command or dared to command at a time like this.

Their own commanding ability was not enough, and commanding in this situation would only harm others and themselves.

Even Rope wouldn't choose to interfere with Growlithe's decision at this kind of time, and at most, he would just draw the Flame Armor to focus on defense when they really couldn't defend themselves.

But as of right now, these Pokémon peddlers weren't strong enough to keep Chimchar and the others on their hands and knees. The fight was still quite organized.

"None of your team seems to be very good at attacking from a distance."

Gen said to Rope with a raised eyebrow as he observed the battle.

Although Charmeleon was better at long-distance attacks on Rope's team, it was clear that he preferred to play close combat.

And Rope didn't seem to be correcting him, but rather letting him be.

Which leads to the battle at hand, where Growlithe uses Extreme Speed, Flare Blitz, Flame Charge...

Wait, isn't Growlithe's Flame Charge not legal????

...Never mind, Rope for one isn't legal... old wizard.

And Chimchar is even more exaggerated...the little guy uses his sword dance three times before he starts banging around with that congealed stick of flame, and only uses his fists to solve the problem when he can't pick up the slack. Only as a last resort would he use his long-distance attack skills.

It could be called reckless.

"I know, but what's the solution? There is no suitable..."

Rope is also helpless sigh, not do not want to, is really can not...

Gen also want to say something to say something, but after thinking about it Rope seems to be not at all lack of get to the Pokémon road, formal and informal are not lacking! ...

So there must be a reason why Rope hasn't gotten all six Pokémon, and why there are still gaps in the team.

Gen is not a fool, and after this period of time, he naturally knows that the gap between himself and Rope in certain aspects of the concept is still not small.

If we want to be friends, we should try not to let this kind of idea to have a positive conflict.

Otherwise, there will be no friends to do.

So Gen also said here to stop talking. After all, Rope is not just the adopted son of the Oak family now. And Gen was still the unpopular heir to the head of the family.

The distance between the two had grown, unfortunately it wasn't Rope who was being distanced by Gen it was the other way around.

Gen sighed mentally and put his mind and sense of loss away.

Looking at the battle that was about to end over there, Gen suddenly had the feeling that this Rope guy should be matched against Red.

Monsters should be matched against monsters.

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Chimchar hit a Rhydon's head with a hard stick.

The Rhydon rolled its eyes, and the expression of fear on its face was completely frozen in a grimace. It then faints and falls to the ground.

As the last enemy Pokémon on the field lost consciousness. The battle had come to an end.

Chimchar slung his stick over his shoulder, the flame armor on his face dissipated, and he turned his head to look at the group of people in front of him with a "kind" smile on his face.

At his side, Charmeleon and Growlithe also dissipated their armor, and then looked at the Pokémon dealers, both with a less-than-ideal look on their faces.

You couldn't expect them to maintain a good attitude towards these people even after knowing the behavior of the people in front of them.

"Boss, what are we going to do? There are still a few flying Pokémon on hand, it should not be too late to run."

The junior brother asked as he approached the gray-clothed man's side.

The man in gray was still looking at the three Pokémon in front of him in a daze.

To be honest, although he had guessed the type of these three Pokémon from their size, he would still be shocked when they actually revealed themselves.

More than fifty Pokémon, and in three to five minutes they were taken out by these three Pokémon...

This was not in line with his normal perception of the three types of Pokémon in front of him.

Moreover, this kind of tacit understanding was also difficult to explain, leaving aside the complete trust in each other, that kind of always paying attention to the situation of their teammates and the big picture was not something that could be simply cultivated.

In a sense, such a situation is to regard teammates as more important than themselves.

That's why the three Pokémon in front of us can have the results that we have now is simply amazing...

After all, it looked like these three Pokémon weren't very big, and many of them were older than these Pokémon even if they used to spend time with their companions... was this from an egg? Otherwise how could they have this tacit understanding.

The gray-clothed man still returned to his senses and looked at Charmeleon and the others who were already ready to attack, exhaled deeply, and then said, ''Those who think they can run should hurry up and run. I don't have any relatives in Mr. Mo's hands and have nothing to hold on to, I'm ready to surrender, so if you guys want to run, just run."

When the man in gray said this, the minions under him looked at each other in dismay, and after a long time, one of them took the lead and lowered his head, then whispered, "I'm sorry, Boss, I don't want to die..."

After saying this, he immediately turned back and ran towards the far distance, and as he ran, he threw out a Pokéball, a Fearow Out of the ball, the man leapt and grabbed the Fearow's foot before flying off in one direction.

This was a big gamble.

He was betting that someone would run with him, after all, the probability of escaping if he ran alone was just too low. But if everyone ran together...it wouldn't be that easy to kill them all in one net...

Good thing he won the bet. After he took off, sixteen more people released the last Pokémon they used to escape from their hands then took off to escape.

As for the rest of them... it wasn't that they didn't want to run, but they released their Super Power Series Pokémon...

"Teleport! You hurry up Teleport!"

A few people were each looking at their Super Power Tethered Pokémon all drying up.

Their Super Power Tethered Pokémon was similarly holding its face red, but as a result, it was hard to make the Teleport move...

"Don't even think about running away when it's come to this... Honestly speaking, you guys are pretty lucky... "

A silhouette appeared in front of the man in gray with a twist of the air.

The visitor was dressed in the clothing of a Safari Zone staff member, with a Solrock floating behind him.

Gen looked at the gray-robed man in front of him, who was obviously the leader, and smiled.

"We, lucky?" The man in gray flinched for a moment, and then immediately shouted towards the sky, "Land now !!!!"

Unfortunately, he still shouted too late...

"Flamethrower!"

A distant, not-so-audible voice came, and with it came a heat wave...

The originally blue sky had already been covered by Red-colored flames ...Looking up, only the burning flames remained in sight. Those who had escaped had all disappeared.

The screams in his ears also only flickered and ended abruptly.

The gray-clothed man winced...what in the world was the other party? How could he be so...ruthless?

Soon the gray-clothed man saw the visitor.

The visitor was sitting on a Pokémon he hadn't seen before, and behind him was a girl who was beautiful in dress and looks. The girl was looking at herself with a look of disgust with a hint of curiosity.

The youth in front of him, on the other hand, looked just as young, only with colder eyes and demeanor...

"Is there this much left? We don't seem to need so many alive..."

The gray-clothed man immediately had a shuddering feeling when these words came out.

The Pokémon under his seat no longer continued to use its skills. But the flames in the sky were still maintained, as if it wanted to burn something out...

Unfortunately, that thing didn't burn out that easily...

"Just about, don't be so murderous! You're Pokémon Professor, not those guys from the Security Unit..."

Gen also said helplessly.

The Security Unit was an organization under the Bureau of Investigation, responsible for dealing with some of the darker matters within the League, and no one wanted to be approached by the Security Unit, because it meant that they had gotten themselves into something that couldn't simply be solved with money...

However, Rope seemed to be quite similar to the Security Unit in this regard. Both are guys that are not easy to fix when you mess with them.

"Then let's ask questions. Ask everything that needs to be asked, separately, and get them all killed if they don't answer honestly, treating my Safari Zone like a backyard and a farm! How dare you."

Rope didn't laugh, but the anger was real. As the saying goes, the more you think about it, the more you think about it, the more you lose. Rope was able to restrain his temper when he couldn't catch these guys, but when he really caught them, Rope really hated to kill them one by one and sacrifice them to heaven to vent his anger.

"Okay, okay, I'll do the trial.Rock, come and help!"

Gen shouted towards a short distance away, and Rock got up from the bushes before Teleporting to Gen's side. He gave Rope a complicated look, then muffled a 'thank you' towards Gen, before dragging a man off to the other side.

There were still eight people in front of them, all of them were questioned, and then compared to the confession, the workload was not small.Rope didn't have much experience either, let alone Whitley.

Rock and Ground were at least guys who had been on the dark side, and could handle this kind of questioning, not to mention that most of the guys in front of them were already scared out of their wits after witnessing the death of their partners, so questioning wasn't that hard.

Gen watched Rock leave and pointed towards one of the Pokémon dealers himself before Solrock lifted the man up with his nimbus and took him away as the man looked on in horror.

"Whitley, go call the people in the Pokémon Ranger organization and inform them of what's going on here, then have them report it to League and take the credit for it."

Rope instructed Whitley.

Whitley nodded and got off of Entei, then waved at Rotom leading him in the other direction.

Everyone could also see Rope's intention to give him some space, and he seemed to have some things he wanted to ask.

Naturally Rock and Ground left him with the most valuable and obviously least defiant man in gray.

Rope looked at the gray-clothed man, and the gray-clothed man looked up at Rope.

For an unattached guy like him, selling a boss who can exchange his life is of course the best choice. So he was close to writing on his face 'Come and ask me! I'll confess! .

"So how many Pokémon did you guys get out of Safari Zone?"

Rope asked coldly.

"A few hundred, I think, haven't counted too many..."

The man in gray's words came out weakly.

"Any means of retreat?" Rope was already getting angry at the words 'hundreds' and 'haven't counted'... it was a good fixation to be able to ask another question... "No, everyone except me is going to die in the end..." the gray-clothed man shook his head, and then spoke a surprising fact under the gaze of his many minions.

"By now little Mono should have reported it to League. These people were arrested and then sent to the police station as soon as they joined the transportation place that Mr. Mono had prepared for them."