Pokemon Dragon Rides the Clouds

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"Doctor, I have to go back to Yanmo City. It may be a while before I can go back."

In the waiting hall of the airport, Mo Hen put his laptop on his lap and talked with Kukui who was far away in Hauola City.

After the episode at the Hero Martial Arts Hall, Mo Hen went all the way back to the Elf Center, simply packed his luggage, booked a ticket to Yanmo City, and went directly to the airport in Baitan City.

As for the owner of the Hero Martial Arts Hall, the last person he shouted seemed to be Aoyama Yuu, but he didn't pay attention to the strength he showed.

It's not because of disdain, but simply because of the difference in experience. People with such superhuman strength are actually not uncommon. Not to mention far away, even Takuto can break a rock with his bare hands.

As for the strength of martial arts, the most powerful and famous one is naturally Shiba, the double fighting king of Kanto and Johto areas.

After seeing it too much, it’s natural that you won’t be surprised.

"Why do you have a fever when you go back to Yanmo City? Go back and throw yourself into a trap."

Kukui's eyes widened. This kid had deceived him into helping him escape from the Yulong Clan, so now he didn't even dare to go to Kanto Continent, for fear that someone from the Yulong Clan would cause trouble for him.

As a result, this kid actually wants to go back on his own initiative now.

"Well, there is one thing. I have to go back."

Mo Hen nodded lightly and did not elaborate on what happened.

It's not because Kukui can't be trusted, but because the dragon's lair is the most important place for the Yulong clan. Even if he leaves the Yulong clan openly, he can't reveal the news about the dragon's lair to others.

Moreover, Mo Hen knew very well that in his grandfather's eyes, his behavior was probably just the nature of a rebellious child running away from home in anger.

"Really? Since you have decided, I won't bother you anymore."

Kukui pushed up his glasses, and then suddenly seemed to remember something:

"By the way, aren't you going to tell that little girl Lillie? She's going out now. You left her without saying goodbye but you made her angry for a long time. I'm afraid there will be trouble again this time."

"Lilia..."

The corner of Mo Hen's mouth unconsciously raised a slight arc that could not be detected.

He was about to say something when he heard the news on the radio that his plane was about to take off. He hurriedly said goodbye to Kukui, turned off the laptop and put it back in his backpack, waiting to board the plane.

"Sir, would you like something to drink?"

A beautiful flight attendant pushed the cart and walked up to Mo Hen. With an elegant and decent smile on her lips, she bowed slightly and asked.

"Juice, thanks."

Taking the glass of juice handed over by the flight attendant, Mo Hen bit the straw gently and looked at the scenery outside the window. The clouds were rolling and relaxing, but he felt a little dazed for a moment.

Suddenly shuddering, Mo Hen put down the glass in his hand that had bottomed out unknowingly, got up and walked towards the toilet in the back.

People have three urgent needs. If you drink too much juice, the feeling will come naturally.

However, just after Mo Hen entered the toilet, several men scattered throughout the cabin suddenly stood up from their seats.

One of the leaders, a long-haired man, even summoned a pistol from nowhere and shot an air police officer in the head who tried to resist.

Flames spurted out from the muzzle of the silenced gun, and the bullet suddenly shot into the forehead of the air marshal, causing blood to splatter.

The life in the air marshal's eyes gradually disappeared, and he staggered forward a few steps. His hand was very close to the long-haired man, but this was an eternal hardship, and his body fell limply in a pool of blood.

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p;Then the long-haired man turned the muzzle of his gun and shot the air police partner's thrower with a precise shot.

Tou Shuai Gui looked at the blood hole pierced in his chest. Dark red blood was continuously flowing out of the blood hole, and the white karate uniform was also dyed blood red.

No matter how strong the Touwugui's body is, the long-haired man's marksmanship is very accurate, directly piercing its heart. No matter how strong the body is, it can only fall down unwillingly.

"ah"

Some passengers who had been stunned there and had not yet reacted suddenly screamed in horror when they saw this scene, creating chaos.

"bump"

The muzzle of the muffled gun spewed out flames again, and a young girl who was obviously still inexperienced in the world and who screamed the loudest was directly shot through the temple by the long-haired man.

"Keiko"

A middle-aged man stared angrily at his baby daughter who fell to the cold ground with despair in her eyes, blood even flowing to her feet.

"Asshole, I will fight you and you will give me back my daughter."

Reacting to the fact that his daughter had been killed, the middle-aged man roared angrily, and rushed towards the long-haired man like a crazy cheetah.

However, what he got in exchange was an understatement shot from the long-haired man. The long-haired man didn't even bother to look at him.

He killed three people in the blink of an eye. This was a desperado who didn't care about human life at all.

Two people died again, and the scene suddenly became quiet. Everyone was silent, for fear that if they made any noise, they would offend the demons and get shot themselves.

With a hint of ridicule in his eyes, the long-haired man stared disdainfully at the people in the cabin who usually looked bright and bright but now looked like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Boss, no target has been found among these people."

One of the gangsters ran up to the long-haired man and whispered.

"no"

The long-haired man frowned:

"This is impossible. The information is correct. The target is definitely on this plane. You are sure to have found it everywhere."

"You're sure, boss, we've searched every corner of the cabin, even where the luggage is stored, but there's just no one there."

The other gangsters also nodded in agreement:

"Yes, no, could it be that the intelligence was wrong? Which kid was not on this plane at all?"

"Impossible. This information was provided by the employer. If the wrong information makes our work in vain, will he dare to bear the consequences?"

A coldness flashed in the long-haired man's eyes. He looked around. His sharp eyes, like those of a life-seeking demon, made the people fighting in the cabin find it difficult to breathe. His voice was cold:

"Since it's not in the cabin, then you go look for it elsewhere. Even if you search the whole plane, you still have to find it for me. This is a big deal. It is the hope of our oceanic whalers to rise again. We finally got it from He escaped from the alliance's siege. This revenge must be avenged."

"Yes, boss"

"By the way, let Kari and Yamada watch over me in the cab. Let the driver drive it properly for me and don't play any tricks on me."

"clear"

"Monarch Snake, Energy Ball"

Just as the men dispersed, among the passengers, a young man with gray-blue hair, a pair of glasses, and long bangs suddenly threw the elf ball in his hand.

A green-scaled giant python shot towards the long-haired man at extremely high speed, and at the same time, an emerald-green energy ball spit out from its mouth and whizzed away at an even faster speed.