I am the boss of Sakaki

After Qing Mao left, he went straight back to Zhenxin Town and did not return to the Alliance Headquarters.

I just handed in my resignation letter.

If the alliance wants an explanation, then just come to Real New Town.

Although Qing Mao is not strong enough, he has a father behind him.

After seeing this kind of thing, it is only natural for Qing Mao to rely on his father to deal with the alliance.

Just like Sakaki, in order to achieve his goal, he uses whatever means necessary. So what?

Even if he steps into darkness, he will use darkness to usher in a dawn.

After Qing Mao left, Zhenniao came out from the side, "Boss, just let him go like that? He saw so much, and investigated so much, if Oki Yukinari..."

Sakaki is confident about this, "He will come. Apart from Team Rocket, no other force has the ability to "open up the world."

"Yes." Zhenniao nodded heavily.

"Let's go. How's the establishment of the various legions I asked you to design going?" Sakaki thought of something and asked Manatori.

Although Manatori had a lot of responsibilities on her shoulders as a young girl, she always handled them well.

Managi answered, "Poison Legion, Rock Legion, Ground Legion, Fighting Legion, that's easy... The problem is the Dragon Legion and the Ice Legion. And we can't decide on the leaders of each legion."

Sakaki already had an idea, "Don't worry about this. I have already decided on the leader of all the troops. You just need to do what you are supposed to do."

"Yes." Manatori nodded.

There are Pokémon brought back from Silver Mountain, plus Pokémon that Team Rocket continues to capture and smuggle.

When the legion is built, it will be extremely terrifying.

Manatori arranged Sakaki's future activities, "By the way, Boss, Mr. Kartel was in charge of the black market before, but now you have sent him out, so the black market is missing a person who can lead the team."

“The items auctioned this time are also very expensive.”

"Okay, I understand." Sakaki nodded.

Kikuko has been kept at the alliance headquarters by Damalanchi recently, otherwise she could also be in charge.

As for Xia Bo, he has contacted Sakaki these two days.

It is said that Moltres went to his Crimson Lotus Island and then fought a big battle with an Elf on his Crimson Lotus Island.

Looking from afar, he discovered that the other elf was the legendary elf, Yan Emperor.

In the end, the two guys were both injured and had to recuperate on opposite sides of Honglian Island.

It’s a bit difficult to deal with Xia Bo. I don’t know which one to deal with first.

As for Sakaki, he was speechless.

As expected, Xia Bo is the real dragon with Aotian halo.

Two divine beasts are sent to the door.

They even fought over him.

No, this is the halo of the heroine, right?

In short, Sakaki asked Xia Bo to keep these two guys and just ask for anything he needed.

As for the news, the news about Emperor Yan, he would send people to block it.

Moltres will not block.

This will also reassure the alliance, otherwise the buildings would be destroyed in vain.

.........

In the Kanto region, in Dark City, a corner of the city is guarded by Ugly Ox. It is a town that is truly a gray area where no one is in charge.

There is no official map mark here, but it gathers the most greedy eyes, the dirtiest deals and the most dangerous atmosphere from Kanto and other regions.

The outer area is like a giant chaotic flea market.

The simple stalls were crowded together, the stall owners had alert and shrewd eyes, and the sounds of hawking, bargaining, and the low roars of elves were mixed together.

Poor-quality Poké Balls, bundles of medicine, fragments of evolution stones whose authenticity is unknown, and even wild Pokémon locked in simple cages with terrified eyes can be seen everywhere.

The air was filled with cheap tobacco, sweat, elf body odor, and a faint smell of mold.

Most of those who trade here are low-level trainers who live on the edge of a knife, small businessmen who are engaged in speculation, or desperate people looking for "bargains".

On the edge of this chaos, several clearly defined patrol teams silently maintained a distorted order.

A team of players wearing the black uniforms of Team Rocket, with cold eyes and Poké Balls on their waists ready to go at any time, exudes a murderous aura that keeps strangers away.

The other team wore the uniforms of the league's sheriffs, but the uniforms were worn loosely, their eyes were wandering, and they occasionally exchanged a tacit glance with the Rockets players, turning a blind eye to the illegal transactions under their noses.

The deterrent force they jointly constituted kept the chaos on the periphery at a delicate critical point that would not completely collapse - this was a concrete manifestation of the "tacit understanding" between the top leaders of the Dark City Alliance and Team Rocket.

I won’t talk about the periphery.

After all, Sakaki's strength has long surpassed this stage.

If he went down there, it would be like a dragon falling into a small ditch, and at most his fingernails would be submerged.

As for the plot where Long Aotian slaps some minions in the face, I can only say that not only does it not improve, it also drops.

If there is any black-on-black or random charging behavior below.

There is no need for Sakaki to watch it either.

That's how the black market should be.

He also doesn't need to go out incognito, put on the "Kangxi" armor, and let someone's nine clans listen to his lullaby.

No need.

Continuing to go deeper, passing through several checkpoints guarded by ferocious bodyguards and requiring special tokens or enough "weight" to pass, the noise and chaos are instantly isolated.

Suddenly the view in front of me opened up, and a huge dome building made of solid rock and special alloy stood before me.

"Auction House." There was no sign at the door, only two lanterns emitting a faint green light, illuminating an inconspicuous "R" mark on the lintel.

The interior of the auction house was brightly lit, but not in warm tones, but rather in cold white light, which illuminated every corner in detail, as if warning anyone with ill intentions that they would have nowhere to hide.

The air was purified, with a hint of cold metal. The huge circular auction hall extended downward in a stepped manner, like the ancient Roman Colosseum, with a high platform in the center for displaying the auction items.

The surrounding boxes were separated by one-way glass, and inside sat the real big shots - representatives of regional nobles, agents of large chaebols, lone strongmen with unfathomable strength, and... some alliance high-level officials who were not convenient to show up.

Tonight, the atmosphere was particularly solemn. The reason was that the person presiding over the auction was not the unpredictable and powerful man in the past, but another Lambda.

Wearing his signature weird mask and a neat black suit, Lambda stood in the center of the podium, trying to remain calm. However, the tiny beads of sweat under the mask and his slightly tense voice still revealed his inner pressure.

Without Kartel's presence, it would be difficult for him to suppress the hidden dragons and snakes in the field with his king-level strength alone.

He could feel that countless gazes in the darkness were like cold poisonous snakes, lingering over him and testing his depth.

However, a voice sounded in his headphones.

His eyes gradually became firm.