Eye of Darkness

In the dark night, in the distant jungle, a lonely figure ran towards a certain direction with a strong aura of chilling, leaving behind a pool of scarlet blood wherever he walked.

..............

"Pfft...!"

The sudden sound of a gunshot made Yan Ming's feet freeze slightly, and then he quickly dodged and managed to avoid the bullet. However, his left shoulder still tore through his clothes, and bright red liquid seeped through, staining his sweater red.

While Yan Ming was dodging, a hidden weapon followed closely behind.

"Oh!"

In a tumble, Yan Ming successfully dodged the opponent's attack, but the opponent didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill Yan Ming. Instead, he slowly waited in place, like a cat playing with a mouse.

After dodging two consecutive rounds of attacks from the opponent, Yan Ming did not intend to delay any longer. He had to seize this opportunity, otherwise he might be at a disadvantage if he continued to delay.

These people all along the way were flying kites in a sea of ​​​​people, obviously consuming their own physical strength.

Thinking of this, he raised his arm without hesitation, and quickly unsheathed his military saber. Like an afterimage, he struck out and slashed towards the opponent.

"Chong!"

Sparks flew and the two swords collided with each other, making a harsh sound, but it was obvious that Yan Ming's weapon was slightly stronger than his opponent's.

"Clap!"

Yan Ming easily twisted his wrist and used his other hand to fly away the opponent's machete. Then, his palm turned into a fist and hit the opponent's chest hard, but the opponent could only resist with his elbow instinctively.

"boom--!"

The huge force was transmitted, instantly making the opponent's face turn red, he groaned, and fell to the ground.

Yan Ming didn't hold back when he saw this, and took advantage of the victory to pursue him and slashed at the opponent with a single blow.

With a pop, blood spurted out and soaked Yan Ming's body, making Yan Ming look like a hungry ghost that chose others to devour.

The ninth one....

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Yan Ming's eyes were cold.

These people are obviously not official Team Rocket members and do not have Poké Balls, but each of them has a good set of skills, and they did not say a word during the whole battle. If the person standing in front of him had not moved, Yan Ming would have felt that they Is there no breath left?

In order to find the location of the elves, Gengar took the first step to sense the location. With his strong mental power, he would be more advantageous than himself at this time.

In the grass behind Yan Ming, people from Team Rocket who had not left for a moment began to gather, following Yan Ming step by step. It seemed that they were not prepared to continue playing and wanted to annihilate Yan Ming in one fell swoop.

Yan Ming's eyes were cold, and he jumped into the bushes and ran wildly, ignoring the wounds on his body and trying his best to keep the distance between them.

The opponent obviously noticed this, and while chasing Yan Ming, he started shooting. The dense barrage shuttled through the air. Yan Ming was already familiar with the opponent's tactics and quickly dodged to avoid the fatal attack.

The dark clouds covered the moonlight, making the earth dark at this time.

After dodging to the branch, Yan Ming stopped running away, and instead stood on the spot, waiting quietly. When the other party saw this, he also stopped what he was doing, and vigilantly observed the movements around him.

"Whoa-!"

A slight sound of water flow reached everyone's ears, and when the other party heard the sound, a look of vigilance suddenly appeared in their eyes, and the firearm in their hand also fired a wave of fire.

"Da da da!"

Yan Ming watched this scene and slowly clenched his right hand. The five fingers with clear joints and the claw knife in the other hand glowed with a cold light, as if he could tear the enemy into pieces at any time.

The next second, a fierce wind blew by, forming a large airtight net in the darkness, rushing towards Yan Ming, as if it was going to swallow him up.

"Boom--!"

Amidst the explosion, the opponent's lineup was scattered. Yan Ming kicked out his right leg violently, instantly defeating the attack that had reacted to attack him. However, the opponent seemed unwilling to accept it. He swung the short blade in his hand and swept it across. It went straight to Yan Ming's head, trying to take his head.

Li Ming calmly dodged sideways, kicked out his right leg again, and thrust it directly into the opponent's abdomen. Then he bent slightly, stretched out his right hand, grabbed the opponent's neck, and thrust out his left knee.

"Crack!"

With a crisp cracking sound, the other party's neck was violently broken by Yan Ming, and he collapsed limply on the ground, eyes wide open.

Looking at the body lying on the ground, Yan Ming wiped the blood on his right hand, his cold eyes shining with bloodlust.

At this moment, Geng Gui's spiritual connection also came from his mind.

"Ming, found it!"

Hearing this, Yan Ming stopped delaying, glanced at the remaining four people, and jumped out.

"call out--!"

The sharp military knife, with a whistling sound, instantly swept towards a person's neck.

Although the man was surprised that Yan Ming's speed had increased so much, he reacted very quickly and turned sideways to avoid the fatal attack. At the same time, the short knife in his hand also cut through the sky and slashed towards Yan Ming's throat.

Yan Ming pursed his lips slightly and snorted coldly. The next second, his arm suddenly changed its trajectory and inserted directly into the opponent's abdomen. With a reverse kick, he caught the opponent in an instant and then violently threw the opponent away.

"Oh!"

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground resounded through the sky, startling the other three people, and they all quickened their pace, trying to hide their traces.

"Shh-!"

At this moment, Yan Ming stepped lightly with his toes, soared into the sky, jumped out, turned over and spun several times in mid-air, and swooped down towards the three of them with a military knife in hand.

"Whoosh-!"

The sword suddenly appeared, and the three of them didn't even have time to resist, before they were killed by Yan Ming.

After dealing with the three of them, Yan Ming put away his military knife, threw their bodies into the bushes behind the tree trunks, and then continued on his way, but his steps became more and more steady, and his eyes became more determined.

The other person is consuming you, so why are you not consuming the other person?

After all, these people are so bad.

........

Time gradually passed, the sky got darker and the night got darker. Yan Ming finally found Geng Gui in a mountain stream.

When Geng Gui saw Yan Ming's arrival, he said with a solemn expression.

"Ming, I can sense Zoroa's mental fluctuations in the factory in front, but... in my perception, there are many people in the factory..."

The factory seemed particularly lonely in the dark, with nothing but sporadic firelight and the crackling sound of light bulbs. When Yan Ming came to the door of the factory, sure enough, he vaguely saw dozens of people inside. All indicate that there is indeed an ambush inside.

There was no way. This attack was too sudden and he was too passive. He took it for granted that there were cadres in the Rockets who didn't listen to Banmu's words. He thought that as long as Banmu nodded, there would be no base. Too obvious an action.

Yan Ming knew that if he wanted to save the elves, he had to go in. The other party's target was him. Judging from the previous situation, I am afraid that if I am alive, I will be what the other party's cadre wants.

Without hesitation, Yan Ming nodded.

"Gengar, I'll go in first, and you'll be outside to provide support at any time."

As he spoke, Yan Ming pursed his lips tightly and immediately ordered.

"If you can't, just leave quickly."

Yan Ming paused slightly and said apologetically.

"I promised Sister Mi Chuan to take good care of you...I'm sorry."

With that said, Yan Ming didn't wait for Geng Gui to say anything more and walked towards the dark factory.

He doesn't know whether he can succeed this time. He doesn't believe that he is the protagonist and will not save everything. There are not so many miracles in this world, and he already has enough miracles.

From the moment he decided to come here, he had already prepared for the worst, to face a cadre-level character, his elves, and those Team Rocket people alone...

Maybe he should try to delay it for a while, hoping that the Rockets can discover the other party's behavior as soon as possible... Haha...

He won't regret it, because this is his choice, it's just...a pity.

Geng Gui watched Yan Ming leave, with that lonely and resolute figure, rarely saying anything. He knew that Ming felt his fighting intention but did not say it out loud, but... Master...

"Master, what is a trainer?"

Guisi asked curiously.

"A companion to fight with you."

Miss Mi Chun flipped through the picture album she had with her trainer, her eyes flashing.

"Master, then what is a partner..."

Guisi looked at Sister Mizui's expression and said with some doubts.

"Partner..."

Sister Mi Chun thought of her cowardly self when her trainer died in front of her, and also thought of the past when they fought side by side...

"Maybe... he is the guy who can make you believe firmly and decide to choose..."

Gengar thought about it, his eyes flickering.