Pokémon: Rise of Evil

Chapter 477 Confiscation of Property ②

"Zhenxing, have the remaining forces of the Galaxy Team been integrated?"

"Yes, sir, it has been integrated long ago. We heard the news and rushed to Zhuqing City."

"Well done. I'll have someone meet you at the trade center. It's an old man. He'll give you an account book containing some of the guys that need to be dealt with.

My idea is to crucify them and parade them through the streets.

This will be the beginning of Team Inazuma's sweep across the Sinnoh region. Let's use the blood of these capitalists to pave the way for the organization!

By the way, don’t call me Sir from now on, call me the Führer.”

"Yes! Führer!"

With a ding, the elevator door slowly opened and Shota threw the account book back to the old man.

"Excuse me for taking this trip."

"Hey, no trouble, no trouble. Just be happy."

As the elevator door slowly closed, the old man left the dungeon with the information.

Shota stood in front of the iron railings, looking at the bustling underground city, with no one knowing what he was thinking.

As a light footstep approached him and held his hand, Shota finally woke up from his daze.

"You smoked this stuff again."

As he spoke, Gardevoir snatched the cigarette from Shota's mouth and took another puff himself.

"Cough...cough..."

"Shota, this thing only has a faint bitter taste spreading in my mouth. It's a terrible experience. After I finish this matter, I'm going to eat octopus balls to wash my tongue."

With his arms around Gardevoir's slender waist and his face gently rubbing against her soft and delicate shoulders, Shota felt a sense of peace facing the bustling dungeon.

"Shota, something scratched me. It hurts a little. It seems like you've grown a beard."

Turning around and holding Shota's face, Gardevoir curiously scratched Shota's chin with her hand and said with eyes full of doting.

Grabbing Gardevoir's mischievous little hand, Shota slowly moved his face closer to Gardevoir.

Gardevoir also slowly closed his eyes.

At the iron railing, under the reflection of the lights in the underground city, the mature man and the delicate woman kissed each other. The woman's breasts were squeezed, causing ripples, pulling out the broken silk thread at the moment, flowing down crystal clear.

No matter how many times, such a kiss never makes people feel disgusted.

Taking a deep breath, Shota supported the dizzy Gardevoir and whispered softly in her ear:

"It's time to get down to business."

"Good~"

As soon as the word "OK" was said, Gardevoir raised one hand to the sky above the dungeon, and then an invisible energy shot above the dungeon, then enveloped the entire dungeon.

Looking at the purple barrier that suddenly appeared in the sky, the drunkenness on the faces of the noble men who were hugging women on the street gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a hint of horror.

"It's really coming, the Alliance's God of Death is really coming, run away!"

Amidst the numerous screams of terror, the originally orderly underground city suddenly became a mess.

In the highest meeting room in the dungeon, a group of old men were discussing the next emergency plan, but suddenly the door was violently opened.

It was a familiar scene again. The guard at the door had his limbs chopped off by something and was thrown in.

Looking at the human pig struggling and vomiting blood on the ground, the old guys couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The strong smell of blood burst into their dilapidated nostrils, awakening the fear in their hearts.

Just as an old woman was about to shout, a bloody hole appeared on her forehead, and then she fell heavily on the conference table.

An old man was about to stand up to refute when his head exploded like a watermelon.

Blood mixed with brain matter splattered everywhere, and also on the faces of the other old men.

Shota slowly walked to the old man sitting in the chief seat and glanced at him indifferently with cold eyes.

"stand up."

"you…"

With a click, the old man's head sitting in the chief seat was twisted 360 degrees. Before his upper body could fall heavily on the table, Shota kicked him out of the conference room and landed on the street.

The heart-wrenching screams were transmitted through the street into the conference room, causing all the elderly people in the conference room to tremble with fear.

Slowly sitting down in the chief seat, Shota lit a cigarette and started smoking.

No one dared to speak. They just watched quietly from the corner of their eyes as the young man sitting in the chief seat smoked and trampled on their dignity.

"S…Hu…what? No one is talking?"

Shota took a puff of his cigarette, looked at the silent old people and spoke.

"Well, since you guys won't say anything, then it's my turn to say it.

From now on, the entire power of the Sinnoh region will be unified, and Takeran will serve as the representative of this ruling party.

Your noble status will be stripped away, but your positions in the alliance will remain with you. However, it won’t last long. When you have surrendered all the resources and intelligence in your hands, you can retire and return home.

This is not a notice, this is an order from me.”

Slowly exhaling another smoke ring, Shota glanced at the old people around him, then slowly stood up.

"In the last sentence, who is in favor? Who is against? Silence means refusal, which is opposition."

As soon as Shota finished speaking, no young man spoke up to object. These old guys were all smart. They thought that it was better to be alive than to be dead. Moreover, after being in a high position for a long time, people became more afraid of death as they got older.

So they all stood up and expressed their approval.

Shota clapped his hands, expressing his satisfaction with their behavior.

"Well, in that case, you should go home and prepare. Remember to give us all your wealth first. I will have someone collect it. If there is even a penny missing, I will make sure you pay for it."

After saying these words, Shota glanced at the elders present with cold eyes, then used instant teleportation to leave.

After Shota left, someone immediately started shouting.

"Damn, what the hell is that kid? His method of killing is so weird."

"I feel like it's a superpower, maybe it's a spirit behind him."

"Which Psychic-type Pokémon has such strong power? Even my Dark-type Pokémon dare not come out."

"Stop arguing and go back to prepare all your wealth. The chieftain is dead and we are powerless to save him. The most important thing is to save his life."

"Tsk, I didn't expect you to be so stupid. I won't give away all my property. In order to prevent this day, I have already arranged a secret passage. Now I want to escape. Who of you will go with me?"

"I!"

"And I!"

……

With a "pop" sound, dozens of heads exploded.

Shota's voice came from the room:

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that the entire dungeon is now under my control. I can hear everything you say.

Those who survived should not seek death again. I am afraid that loopholes will appear when the information resources are connected.

Okay, that's it, go back and prepare.

"Hehehe..."