Pokémon: Thunder Shatters the Darkness

Quansheng Group is the largest enterprise with the greatest influence in the city.

He made his fortune in real estate in his early years and has almost monopolized the real estate business in Pengting City in the past thirty years.

Even though it was heavily fined by the league a few years ago, it recovered in a very short period of time and once again became the flag-bearing leader in the city.

Many people have speculated about this, and there has been a lot of discussion on the Internet.

It is said that Quansheng Group has received the intervention of big capital, but as to who this big capital is, no one can tell exactly.

I don’t know if I’m not sure.

Dare not say clearly, or don't care.

without any exaggeration.

Nearly half of the buildings in Pengting City were built by Quansheng Group. Even the first choice of wealthy people in other cities before building houses are subsidiaries of Quansheng Group.

Although its character is questionable, the quality of the houses it builds is really good, and it has never skimped on this aspect.

This is also the fundamental reason why it can survive and be reborn.

...

In the dim training room, the man put his hands in his pockets and looked indifferently at the target in front of him.

In front of it, there seemed to be a dark shadow, looking in the same direction as it.

Count your breaths.

"Autonomous attack."

The moment the command was given, the dim room was quickly covered by blue electricity.

A bright light rushed straight forward, and the crackling electric current raged wildly around.

Boom.

The target shattered upon contact and was crushed into powder, and it passed away peacefully.

This is like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

pop-

Doorway.

Two rounds of applause were heard first, and then several footsteps were heard, with heavy figures.

"Majestic and overwhelming."

The middle-aged man smiled and walked forward, applauding generously: "Seeing you like this, we are all relieved."

"As expected..."

Before he could finish his words, the man suddenly interrupted him.

However, he did not look at the group of guys approaching him. Instead, he stared at the black shadow that was still emitting blue electricity in the distance and shouted:

"Who told you to use 'Crazy Volts'?"

The black shadow paused slightly and sat on the ground obediently.

Just under the flash of blue electric light, its black mane swayed slightly, and its golden eyes were filled with a sense of oppression.

"Do you think the next opponent you meet will be like the target you are facing now? She is a trainer who was born as a coordinator!"

"Your use of moves and control of your body are definitely outstanding. How can you ensure that you hit the opponent with such moves?"

"If not, wouldn't it be a waste of energy in the body?"

"You think if I ask you to shoot at a target, you're just going to break it?"

"She may not be as good as me in combat, but I may not be able to match her in terms of coordination ability. The moves of a coordinator are always weird and strange. I may not be able to keep up with them."

Speaking of it.

The man was silent for a moment and sighed:

"You've been with me the longest, and I have more confidence in you. If I'm really bewitched by your tactics and give you the wrong instructions, you must not listen."

“And this is what you are going to practice now.”

"Before... the discipline was too strict, and you were not allowed any room to play freely, but now it's the other way around."

"After I become the gym leader, I will do my best to correct your bad habit."

"Ouch."

The shadow nodded heavily.

immediately.

Its sharp gaze shifted to look at the group of people who had approached the trainer.

next to.

The middle-aged man with a pointed chin and monkey-like face had a blank expression on his face, while the people around him looked at the man who was speaking with great interest.

There is often teasing in his eyes.

It seems to be saying, are you serious?

The man stopped looking at him and turned to look at the group of people.

A smile instantly appeared on the middle-aged man's face: "You have done your job well and you deserve to be the new owner of the maglev museum."

The man didn't say anything, but his eyebrows gradually frowned.

"I can see that you have ambition."

The middle-aged man didn't care about his reaction. He just smiled and continued, "Director Wen chose you. He really... chose the right person."

After hearing what the middle-aged man said, the man suddenly fell silent.

moment.

He lowered his head and said hoarsely: "The ability of the patriarch is unmatched."

"Your loyalty is just like ours, and heaven and earth can bear witness to it."

The middle-aged man clapped again and said with a smile:

"It's just that we have already arranged people to fight Lin Xinyi, and all kinds of data analysis are in place. Why do you have to be so cautious...haha."

The end of the conversation.

He suddenly laughed twice, and said jokingly:

"Of course, of course. I almost forgot that you used to be a scavenger. You had to fight like a lion against a rabbit to do all the things you did. Otherwise, you probably wouldn't be standing here."

"You are better than us. None of us can be street sweepers. Director Wen trusts you very much, so we can only do some chores to comfort ourselves."

around.

The laughter was sporadic, but there was a lot of sarcasm in it.

This sounds ordinary, but it is actually quite ironic.

He is devaluing the man's origins and reminding him:

We are all normal people, except you.

Even though you are now upright, you used to be very cautious and timid, and you couldn't make any mistakes.

It's the emperor's new clothes.

He is a rat born in a stinking ditch who has no choice but to obey orders.

The man clenched his fists fiercely.

But he seemed to have thought of something, paused for a moment, and then let go weakly.

"We just came to see you, we won't bother you anymore."

Done.

The middle-aged man smiled again, then turned around and walked away without hesitation.

But the smile on his face also faded.

The large group was moving farther and farther away, but the sounds between them were becoming more and more obvious.

It was so obvious that even men could hear it clearly.

"A puppet really thinks he is the owner of the museum?"

"He is just lucky. I heard that he did something wrong and almost died without a burial place. If it weren't for his teacher helping him, how could Director Wen let bygones be bygones and demote him to be our thug?"

"You really treat yourself like an onion."

"Keep your voice down, he's a White Jade level trainer."

"Haha? I respect other trainers, but him? He's just a dog."

"Do you think he dares to get angry?"

Listen to these sounds.

The man was shaking all over, clenching and unclenching his fists.

But he couldn't say a word.

Because as these people said -

He dare not.

He never dared.