Pokemon: I Can Deduce Everything!

ah……

"Of course it's because our people are exploring!"

"This auditorium site has an upper limit for the number of explorers, and it cannot be accommodated without limit!"

"The entry limit is not enough, of course you can only wait outside!"

"However, we don't want to eat alone. After our people have finished exploring, we will naturally give you the opportunity to go in. Now? Let me line up honestly!"

Talking about Shi Shi so condescendingly, there was no abnormality on his face, it seemed that he felt that this was normal from the bottom of his heart, and he was already used to it.

"queue?"

"Wait until you finish searching?"

"+!"

Just listening, Cynthia's anger jumped up.

Doesn't this mean that they have justly seized public resources, let them follow their buttocks to eat leftovers, and still have a look of gratitude to the perpetrators?

Fist! Hard!

The old Maozi's blood boiled violently.

I couldn't help but want to step forward and punch his haughty face twice, to see if he still has a haughty face after his panda eyes.

The fist has not been swung yet.

But Zhao Qian stopped him with a single step.

"Grandma..."

"Calm down!"

"Look at the number of people on the opposite side first..."

Zhao Qian winked anxiously, for fear that she would directly fry the pot and overturn the table.

MY ONE

There is a row of people standing opposite!

Even ignoring the exploration inside the ruins, there are seven to eight 970 burly men standing outside. If there is a real fight, Yan Jing can't use the move "God's Throne Judgment"

The outcome is unpredictable!

Zhao Qian had a bitter expression on his face. As an old fritter, smoothness has already penetrated into his instinct.

Unless it is a last resort, I really don't want to conflict with the other party, this seemingly impressive force, a good guy doesn't suffer from immediate losses...

Yan Jing lowered her eyebrows, her face was hard to distinguish between anger and emotion.

"That is....……"

"Kamikaze Dojo?!"

Seeing the tiny emblem on the side of the young man's clothes, Zhao Qian's pupils shrank, his heart suddenly tightened, and he couldn't stop the waves rolling over.

"What? Do you know him?"

Cynthia turned her head and asked curiously.

She who doesn't hear things outside the window really doesn't understand this kind of 'power distribution', especially the distribution of power in foreign countries. She even remembered her own country only after Pujin's cramming education.

"It's more than knowing..."

"The largest Fighting school dojo in the southwest is the Kamikaze Dojo."

"The owner of the dojo is a former Fighting Elite, Flying Elite, who is good at creating strong winds as a killer move. The battle of fame is to resist typhoons, creating a hurricane comparable to a fourteenth typhoon, forcing the 'Site' that is about to land on the coast The typhoon turned and invaded the Sun Sea..."

"Fight to Fame, in the southwest of Alliance, with a large crowd, countless Trainers under his command..."

Zhao Qian couldn't help but pushed his glasses to relieve the tension in his heart.

It's no wonder that so many young generation powerhouses can be taken out to explore in the secret realm. It turned out to be this dojo.

If it's outside, rely on the power of Mauville College. He is absolutely not cowardly, but isn't this a tiger in peace?

RE...

Compared with the academic school, the strong ones of the dojo school are too sticky to the dojo. Universal education and elite education have different emphases, and Yan Jing is pure evil.

"Typhoon 'Site'?"

Yan Jing stared blankly. In the memory of his predecessor, this typhoon was famous. Back then, because of the news of the typhoon entering the country, they had a full week-long vacation, and Yan's parents and mothers even prepared countless supplies.

I also carried a lot of newspapers, and the wooden strips came back. It took a day or two for the family to nail the windows and paste the glass.

In the end, the warning disappeared. I thought it was an oolong, but I didn't expect it to be solved by manpower.

With one person's strength, he can resist the might of God!

'This kind of mighty power is really yearning for people. "

Yan Jing couldn't stop feeling longing.

"ah!"

"Scared!"

"This uncle represents the Kamikaze Dojo!"

The young man raised his head arrogantly, and after being recognized, he became even more arrogant.

At first glance, he is used to being a toubob in the local area, and it has become a habit to act like a bully.

Yan Jing frowned slightly, but finally stepped forward and said:

"We have no interest in temple ruins..."

"I just came here to borrow a way. You can just walk through this road. We won't interfere with the things in the ruins. Please let us pass by a (acfj) place."

Yan Jing's tone is gentle, straight to the point and frank.

"ah?"

"Not interested in?"

"Do you think the young master will believe this kind of lie?"

"Crap Nasty Plot..."

"Stop playing tricks on me, line up honestly, or get out of here!!"

Stretching out his hand, he pointed at the long snake-like queue, with a disdainful expression on his face, he was not polite at all.

"queue?"

Cynthia frowned.

Not far away is a long snake-like queue, at least a dozen or so people, plus their own people who want to explore first, who knows how long it will take.

After all this tossing, it's still a fart shortcut!

"We really borrowed..."

"We will never touch anything in the ruins, and leave immediately when we cross the auditorium!"

"We are all students of Mauville, as evidenced by Mauville..."

Zhao Qian looked sincere, and even took out the school badge certificate, trying to make the last effort.

"Ah....……"

"It's just scrap metal."

"What is it worth? How dare you use it to prove it! It's ridiculous!"

He raised his head arrogantly, his nostrils almost pointing to the sky.

"asshole!"

Even an exchange student like Cynthia, who doesn't recognize Mauville very much, couldn't help but clenched her fists

"That means we can't agree?"

Under Yan Jing's flat voice, there was no emotion at all.

"talk?"

"Who wants to talk to you!"

"Give me an honest line to go!"

"Stay still, don't wait for this ruin, there is no chance for you!"

Yan Jing didn't do much, but he seemed to have heard some funny joke, and his disdain and ridicule were about to overflow.

The boy had a cold face, impatient face, and the mask of gentleness that he pretended to be too lazy to put on.

"Yan Jing..."

Zhao Qian looked nervously at the juniors beside him, for fear that he would fall victim to an impulse.

"very good.

"Hehe, that's great!"

Instead of bursting into anger like Zhao Qian guessed, Yan Jing had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

but.......

If Su Qinghe, who knows him well, is here.

You must be able to see the coldness behind him from the seemingly 'mild' smile on the corner of his mouth.

Cold as iron, no temperature!

"Hahaha……"

"It's good to know!"

"Get out of here!"

at this time

Someone who doesn't know the seriousness of the matter is still trying to talk trash, going further and further down the road of suicide.

'tsk...

'I thought it was some kind of stubble, but I didn't expect it to be another coward.

‘Oh, it’s boring, I can’t fight anymore. '

Like a pre-determined 'toy', it didn't follow the preset path, and his eyes, like a cat catching a mouse, couldn't help showing disappointment.

"none....……"