i am stronger than elves

After hearing the reason why Ah Hong and others showed up, Fujitsu's mouth twitched: "I thought something was wrong with you, but it turns out you have no money."

"Um"

Several people blushed and were a little embarrassed, but they still said: "Miyamoto-sama himself didn't give enough funds, so we were careless."

Fujiji nodded, of course he didn't believe it. No matter what, it seemed that these guys were unreliable and took all the money to charge for games.

"Well, I see."

"Then Master Fujiji, are you going to support us?"

Ah Hong raised four fingers and swore to the sky: "I swear to King Feng that I will never charge money into the game again."

"After all, you are all here to protect me. It will definitely not work if I just leave you alone."

"Hmm," Ah Hong and the others looked at Fujiji with hope, their eyes shining.

"I happen to have something I need you to do for me, so I'll give you the money as funding."

Fujiji paused for a moment, looked at a few people and smiled: "However, in order to prevent you from using it to top up money to buy some coupons, I can only give you the money after you finish what I told you."

"One thing, one sum of money, settled every day."

Ahong looked embarrassed: "Master Fujiji, we are responsible for protecting you, we can't stay too far away from you."

"protect me"

Fujitsu said slowly: "Can you beat Sister Saito?"

Ah Hong and others shook their heads. They were all in, and the winning rate was less than [-]%.

Ahong obviously knew what Fujisugu meant, and immediately said: "But something like this will happen tonight. What if something goes wrong?"

They were quite conscientious and reluctantly gave up on the jungle boss that was refreshed tonight. Some of them ran out without even finishing their instant noodles.

"Anxin, what I want you to do is related to my mission."

Ahong was startled and looked at Fujiji curiously.

Fujitsu sighed: "Originally I didn't want to do this, but the relationship between the two gangs in the Internet cafe got better after they had a fight."

"This is something I didn't expect."

After the fight at the end of the game, the two gangs worked together to renovate the Internet cafe, and some guys who usually didn't like them were able to laugh and eat instant noodles together.

Simply unbelievable.

"So I thought of another way."

"what"

"Disrupt the enemy from within"

Fujitsu raised his right hand in front of him and squeezed it hard: "Not everyone wants to join society. Many of them do it out of necessity. We just need to give them a spiritual sustenance to let them escape."

"You should have seen the first few people who left the scene. They all had burn marks on their bodies."

Ah Hong nodded. They kept watching what was going on in the warehouse, ready to break in and rescue people if there was even the slightest sign of chaos.

"They are my downline for development."

"what"

"Ah, no, the word "downline" is the same as MLM."

Fujitsu thought for a moment and then said: "It should be said that he is a believer of Sakaki."

"Ah" Ahong was already confused and couldn't figure out how this matter had something to do with Sakaki again.

Glancing at Ahong, Fujitsu said calmly: "Sakaki is a spirit, he is not a human being. They will gradually change the minds of the gangsters at the bottom of Golden City, unite together, and become a just organization."

Ahong was stunned by Fujiji's words: "Can they do this? They look very weak."

"Of course not"

Fujitsu rolled his eyes at him: "Based on their strength, it is considered good that five or six people out of a hundred are willing to listen to them."

“The main thing is strength.”

Fujiji patted the muscles on his arm: "When you have the strength, if you tell the truth, others will only admit that it is true. But if you don't have the strength, people will get angry and beat you up."

"That's why I want you to help them develop other members of the Sakaki Cult."

"What should we do"

"Just beat the disobedient people with your fists, and let them sit down and listen to Tsuruta and others to reason."

"Understood?" Fujitsu looked at Ahong and the others.

"no problem"

"Before that, I have to make some disguises for you so that no one can see your true colors."

They are all the elites of Team Rocket, and they have to stay with them in Golden City for a long time. People must not let anyone discover the true identity of their Team Rocket members.

Fujiji took out the Gray Wolf Hammer from his back, took a random tile, put a few screws on it, knocked it, and occasionally poured some colorful lime scraped from the wall.

In the unbelievable eyes of Ah Hong and others, several masks were created.

Each iron mask has colorful and exaggerated long hair, which stands upright and is extremely eye-catching.

If they were brought along, not to mention people from Golden City, even teammates in the Rockets who got along day and night would never recognize them.

Just

"Master Fujiji, isn't this a bit exaggerated?"

A Hong took a mask, and the wig that stood up on it could still be seen as a bit sharp. Obviously, this was not just a simple decoration, but also a powerful weapon.

If it hits the enemy, it will either kill or cripple it.

The penetrating power is no less than the poisonous needle of the Arbor monster, but it is not poisonous.

"I leave these masks to you. From now on, as long as you wear the mask, you will no longer be an elite member of Team Rocket."

"It's me, the Protector of the Sakaki Sect, the Hair Protector."

"Kill Matt"

Seeing that several people were still hesitant, Fujitsu immediately said seriously: "Everything is for Team Rocket."

"I understand." A Hong's serious mask slowly came to his face.

Suddenly, the young man with a simple temperament turned out to be a bit arrogant and unruly, which was surprising.

Seeing that their captains all put on masks, the others no longer shied away. Anyone who didn't wear one at this time would be doubted about their determination to devote themselves to Team Rocket.

"it is good"

Fujiji took a step back, looked at the angry people in front of him, and nodded heavily, but he still felt that something was missing.

I never thought that in this world, I could see such a pure style of killing horses.

"By the way, the Rockets logo needs to be removed."

Fujitsu stretched out his hand and directly tore the r in the center of several people's long sleeves into pieces. Some of their chests were torn into heart shapes, while others were torn into star shapes.

"No, it's a little worse."

Fujiji frowned, and after a moment, he used his telekinesis to find some iron pieces and screws nearby, and used the Gray Wolf Hammer to hit them on the clothes of several people again.

After a while, the clothes of several people were neatly arranged with sparkling rivets. As long as a few people stood in a row, they could form the Zangai logo.

As for the leader, Ah Hong, there were slender chains hanging on his collar and cuffs, which added to his domineering appearance.

"Is that right?"

Fujitsu nodded with satisfaction: "From now on, the five of you will be the four guardian Dharma Kings of the Sakaki Sect. Go, find Tsuruta and the others, bring my will with them, and let them develop followers with peace of mind."