There's something wrong with this elf trainer

Chapter 76 Lucario was brutally stabbed in the back ([-] words, please collect)

The pharmacy is divided into two floors. The second floor is the residence of the boss and his wife. After the aggrieved pharmacy owner pulled down the rolling shutter door, he led An Ning up the stairs to the second floor.

After walking up to the second floor, we came to the living room. There was a crowd of people crowded in the living room. Most of them were pale and looked sick.Among these people, he also saw the man who touched the porcelain.

An Sheng could clearly see that when the drugstore owner came up, the gratitude in the eyes of these people looked at him and there was a trace of sympathy for him. They must have regarded An Sheng as someone like them.

There were waves in the clear black pupils, and An Sheng quickly thought of a possibility, his eyes flickering.

"Follow me." The drugstore owner led him through the crowd and wanted to go to the study. However, after taking a few steps forward, he found that the customer who threatened to do business stopped in the crowd.

An Sheng smiled slightly and twisted the waveguide handcuffs casually, as if he wanted to break them: "I have to understand something about the situation so that I can make transactions with confidence, right?"

"Boss, weren't we worried when we just came here? Just let him talk to us!" The person who spoke was the guy who touched the porcelain, but he didn't recognize An Nang. It must have been because he didn't care when he was touching the porcelain. Who did he touch?

"Yes."

An Sheng nodded, agreeing with what the man said.

The drugstore owner's face quickly turned livid. He opened his mouth to tell the truth, but he didn't want to involve these people. In the end, he could only wave his sleeves and said, "Hurry up." After saying that, he stepped on his footsteps. He walked into the study room.

It could be seen from his footsteps that the drugstore owner was in a bad mood at the moment, and maybe he wanted to tear An Ming into pieces on the spot.

An Jing didn't pay attention and started to blend in with the crowd to find out information. He was taught all kinds of weird things in the training camp, and he also took a few classes on this kind of dealings.

Although the waveguide handcuffs on his wrists make these people a little worried, he is very good at creating a personality, such as the current one: Lucario, who pulled him from childhood to adulthood, is seriously ill. In order to prevent him from spending money to buy medicine, he locked him up. got up.But I just escaped not long ago and was accepted by my boss.

"Ah!"

Lucario, who was half-leaning into the park to watch Zhulan being challenged, suddenly sneezed. She wiped her nose with her furry dog ​​paw, but didn't pay attention and continued to watch the Biting Land Shark torture him there.

This person has a big loophole, that is, the critically ill Lucario cannot still have the strength to use the waveguide to condense the handcuffs, but there are no trainers present, and these people think of the tragedy that happened to them, and they can easily accept it Peaceful.

There was no confidentiality and they told him everything. After all, in their opinion, the person who was brought up by the boss must be trustworthy.

What's more, when An Anliang sees old people calling them grandparents and middle-aged people calling them uncle or sister, he picks up all the emotional intelligence that he usually loses and puts it into his mind. It's like smearing honey on his lips, coaxing them to be happy. I can't stop even more.

But compared to them, the drugstore owner who put his ear to the door in the study was not so happy. In his opinion, An Jing was definitely an unkind customer. Those laughters were like a sharp thorn in his heart. Another small hole.

However, An Sheng didn't stop after he got the answer he was satisfied with. He just found an excuse and left the crowd. When he walked to the study, he deliberately made loud footsteps to remind the drugstore owner not to eavesdrop.

The reminder of footsteps was obviously useful. When An Nian opened the door and walked into the study, the drugstore owner had already sat back down. He nodded slightly, indicating that An Nian would sit opposite him.

If his conjecture had not been proven before, Anping would never have allowed the drugstore owner to take the initiative.

But now it was proved that An Sheng suddenly felt that this drugstore owner looked very pleasing to the eye, and he didn't care about his actions of taking the initiative, and casually sat down on the chair opposite.

"What do you want?" the pharmacy owner said impatiently. He wanted to complete the transaction as soon as possible and drive away the customer.

An Sheng shrank back in the chair and said casually: "An anesthetic that can make champion-level elves sleepy."

"I don't have such a thing." The drugstore owner frowned, never expecting that An Anliang had such a big appetite, "This kind of thing is usually in the hands of various large organizations, and it is expensive and the production process is complicated."

"Then your most effective anesthetic will do." An Sheng smacked his mouth in disappointment, but he also understood that this kind of thing was not something that a pharmacy owner selling fake medicine could get.

He just wanted to move the drug target from those elves to Sirona. He always felt that he was looking for death.

"Humph."

With a deep snort, the drugstore owner opened the door and walked out of the study. After a while, he held the anesthetic An Sheng wanted in his hand.

"It's what you want." His tone was quite unkind, and his meaning was very clear. After taking the things, leave quickly without wasting time.

An Anran looked at the anesthetic on the table, and did not reach out to take it. Instead, he used his cuffed hands to take out a stack of cards from his pocket and placed it on the table. After eliminating all the dangerous weapons in the bag, Lucario returned. Gave it to him.

"You mistook real medicines for fake ones, and they were all expensive. Did you lose a lot of money?" An Sheng leaned back and said slowly and logically: "I heard that you also provide venues and equipment to those who can't afford the expensive prices." Do you need to pay for surgery on a patient? The doctor hired is very skilled? This also costs a lot of money, right?"

The tone of his words was a little joking, but the stiff face of the drugstore owner slowly softened. "The medicine does cost a lot of money, but doctors don't have to spend money. They are all like-minded friends."

"Tsk." An Ansheng clicked his tongue with unknown meaning, "I must pay for the transaction! I can't take your anesthetic for nothing."

"why?"

"what why?"

"Why do you have to pay so much?" the pharmacy owner asked in a deep voice.

An Sheng was happy, "How did you know I would give so much without even looking at the money in the card? Maybe there is no money in the card? I was just kidding you."

"You don't look like a joker."

"Then you are wrong. I usually like to joke." An Sheng said casually.

The drugstore owner met An An's gaze and said, "I believe you won't be joking about this matter."

"Hey, a person you've known for less than ten minutes deserves such a high opinion from you." Anjing looked away. For some reason, it felt like the drugstore owner could see through him.

He said casually: "Anyway, I picked up this money when I bombed the Sinnoh Alliance. It seems to be funds allocated to some department, so I'll give it to you."

The drugstore owner was obviously startled by An An's words. He never thought that the murderer of the much-rumored alliance bombing incident was actually sitting in front of him.

It’s not his fault. The photos in the TV report were too blurry, and the drugstore owner didn’t think they looked like it.

"Don't worry, the money has been laundered by others. The Sinnoh Alliance can't find out." An Sheng only thought that the pharmacy owner was worried about the source of the money. He quickly spoke to comfort him, but everything he said was illegal.

"I'm actually not worried about money. After all, those medicines and medical equipment are quite expensive, and we have done a lot of illegal things in private."

An Jing noticed that the pharmacy owner was talking about us.

The drugstore owner looked complicated: "Are you so afraid that I will take this money and fly away? Such a large amount..."

An Jing said nothing. He picked up a book on the shelf and wrote a phone number with at least twenty digits on the title page. "If you have any problems in the future, you can call this number."

"Of course, the owner of this number will also supervise you. If you dare to do anything immoral, don't blame me if you die on the street the next day."

The pharmacy owner was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat, but An Sheng ignored him. He took out his cell phone and dialed the number himself.

"What's going on?" After dialing, the enthusiastic person's androgynous voice came.

An Jing laughed twice and told the enthusiasts about the matter. There was obvious silence on the other side of the phone for a few seconds, "You melon kid, you actually caused trouble for me. How much trouble did you cause for me without even meeting me? How much trouble do you bring to me?" His nosy temperament is just like that of my uncle, so don’t think about the greeting gifts in the future."

This time, a clear female voice came from the other end of the phone. Her words had an authentic earthy flavor, but it seemed that in order for An Sheng to understand her, she was trying hard to speak Mandarin.

As a result, the local dialects are mixed with Mandarin and become neither fish nor fowl.

"Second Senior Sister, do you agree?"

An Jing asked cautiously whether the enthusiast was the uncle's second disciple or Wang Shixiu who told him about it.

"What else can I do? But I will be withdrawing from Sinnoh in a few days. You make this call and ask him to help watch."

"Then what if he doesn't help?" An Sheng didn't think anyone would agree to this.

"He dares! If he dares to refuse to turn back, let him kneel on the washboard." The voice on the other end obviously raised a level, but the next sentence weakened again: "You sent the number to your mobile phone, there is something else. If you want to do it, let’s not talk about it.”

Listening to the beeping sound coming from the mobile phone, An Ning looked at the phone number sent, copied it on the title page again, and then called it.

After explaining the matter again, there was only a simple "hmm" sound from the other end of the phone, indicating that he understood, and he hung up the phone directly.

"You heard me too, don't even think about taking money and leaving."

An Jing threatened him coldly and walked out of the study, thinking about what kind of reward he would give.

After all, helping others is a matter of friendship, and not helping is a duty. It is not good to trouble others for no reason.

Damn it, why are you so soft-hearted?An Jing complained secretly.

"Wait a minute." The drugstore owner suddenly said. He crossed Anjing in three or two steps and locked the door of the study directly.

"What do you want to do?" An Sheng asked with a frown, thinking that this guy wanted to do something irrational.

The drugstore owner didn't answer. He picked up a large book and knocked down the camera in the corner of the study room. Under a calm and alert gaze, he took out a small password box from behind the bookshelf.

He entered the password without hesitation. After opening the password box, he saw an ampoule filled with transparent liquid and a syringe inside the plastic sponge.

The pharmacy owner explained: "A relative of mine is from Team Rocket. He got this. It is an anesthetic specially prepared for an elf named Meng. It is said that even the legendary elf cannot bear a shot. Can you help? Since I'm so busy, I can't fool you with some ordinary stuff."

An Anlian raised his eyebrows, "Who is your relative from Team Rocket? Don't tell me your relative is Sakaki? How can you even get such a thing?"

He didn't care about why the drugstore owner didn't take out this kind of thing in the first place. After all, everyone is defensive.

"It's just a little boss inside." The drugstore owner said, "Isn't this Rocket Logistics set up by the Rockets? Who are you looking for? Are you starting to slowly clear your name?"

"It's not too difficult to get something like this, as long as you have the connections." Even though he said that, the drugstore owner didn't believe what he said.

But his relative's mouth seemed to have stitches, and he only revealed this little information.

"is it?"

An Ning pursed his lips and took the lockbox without any further thought. He was a little worried about whether Lucario could withstand the effects of the medicine.

He thought about it carefully and decided to dilute it.

Although Chaomeng is an artificial elf, his strength cannot be underestimated. The anesthetic prepared for this elf may be very terrifying.

I hope Lucario can hold on.

"By the way, I also want you to find someone to do me a favor." An Shen said with a smile. Of course he couldn't give up the Nine-Tails and Metagross.

"Bite the land shark fiercely and use it to split the tiles."

"Chaao!"

The land shark looked up to the sky and screamed, breaking away from the turtle's super absorption. It jumped into the air with both legs, and its tail fin was covered with white light. It was as if the tail fin was packed with great power and struck hard on the turtle's head.

"Tutai!"

The largest Turtle let out a scream, and the huge force caused his whole body to roll back, and his eyes turned into circles.

"Chaao..."

Lie biting the land shark was a little listless.

Why does Zhulan always ask her to come out and spank the baby?

Lucario, who was secretly observing, saw the expression of Biting Land Shark and groaned twice.

This is all good for you, but how can it be better than me now looking at... By the way, where is peace?Does it take so long to buy sleeping pills?

Lucario, whose attention had long been drawn away, only then remembered his mission. She frowned, and Bo Guide subconsciously let go, but it turned out that the peaceful Bo Guide was behind her.

"I've diluted it. You should only sleep for half an hour." Anjing quietly touched Lucario's back and inserted the needle into the dog's waist, and he squeezed in all the diluted anesthetic.

"I really have to thank Miss Sirona for attracting your attention."

He helped Lucario, who had become sleepy in an instant, to a chair on the street and sighed.

The evolution went surprisingly smoothly. I don't know why Lucario's vigilance was so low, but he didn't even bother to release a trace of waveguide to pay attention to him.

My vigilance is unexpectedly low!

But it was Shinji who fought against the Sinnoh champion in that park just now, right?Is something stupid about to appear?

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Lucario: "I regard Anjing as my own, but he caught me off guard and gave me a shot. Damn it! Without recommendation votes and collections, Gouzi's fragile heart that has been injured cannot recover, wuwu..."

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