Pokémon the Second Reality

Chapter 171

The atmosphere in the venue was so oppressive that it felt like there was a big knife hanging over everyone's head. No one noticed that behind a wall high in the hall, stood a young man, looking at all this through the one-way reflective glass.

"Heh, it looks like a few little ants broke into the venue."

The young man was shaking a wine glass filled with red wine in his hand, while turning his gaze behind him,

"Peter, I leave it to you."

"Okay, Mr. Yue."

The sturdy man who bent slightly behind him responded, and then slowly left the room.

After everyone left, the young man turned his attention back to the field and said to himself

"But these ants still have some brains."

On the other side, in the venue.

"Leave all the valuables on you and walk faster!"

The man with the gun pointed the gun at the crowd, which frightened several people to the point where their legs weakened and they sat on the ground.

The clown looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction, but suddenly he saw a person standing still with his back to him.

"Hey, what are you doing over there?" the clown shouted.

"What?" The man turned his head, and what he saw was a mask with a funny face, and the crescent-shaped eyes on the yellow head were looking at him, "Are you talking about me?"

The clown stomped on the floor angrily, pointed at the man and said, "How dare you tease me! Kill him!"

After saying that, the man with the gun smiled sinisterly and pointed the gun at the funny face.

Xiao Ming behind the mask was very calm. Perhaps it was because he was used to wearing a mask. His mind was very clear at the moment. Then he stretched his hand behind his back and made a gesture of grasping. Suddenly, a simple-looking but noble-looking hand appeared. The big sword appeared in his hand, then he pulled it out and stood on the ground.

"What the hell?" the clown exclaimed, is this guy performing magic? In broad daylight, where did this sword come from?

However, Xiao Ming would not answer the doubts in his heart, and directly charged forward with his sword.

"Stupid." The man with the gun sneered and pulled the trigger.

In an instant, tongues of fire spurted out, and a bullet struck Xiao Ming at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.