something is wrong with my elf

"Pretend to be a ghost, Gyarados, come out!!"

The strong man saw at a glance that Ziyu was pretending to be a ghost, and he threw his elf ball very domineeringly.

A huge Gyarados appeared directly.

However, he did not attack Ziyu and the other two, but instead plunged into the lake and headed straight for Yinlin.

Silver Scale: Σ(°△°|||)︴

Today, I was discovered. This thing is so handsome.

Silver Scale relied on his flexibility and telekinesis to start dealing with Gyarados.

But as soon as the silver scales left, the mental restraints on those gangsters disappeared immediately.

"Liya, let your Menas out."

Ziyu felt that the situation was not good, but Liya smiled mischievously: "Why do you want Menas to come out? I don't have Menas."

Ziyu: Meow meow meow?

How long has it been since you still made trouble with me...

"Don't make trouble, your life is at stake. After these people break your legs, my third leg will probably not be saved either..."

"Who made trouble with you? I am no longer a member of Team Rocket, so Menas was also confiscated."

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue that struck Ziyu people dumbfounded.

I contacted Miaomiao in the morning, and it's only been a few hours now. Are you kidding me?

"That means...the Rockets won't come out to help us?"

"Um……"

If there was a mirror, Ziyu would definitely be able to see how ugly his face was...

Almost at the same time as those people approached, Ziyu subconsciously touched the pendant, wanting to release Gardevoir.

But Ziyu gave up again.

Gardevoir was in a very bad state, and he estimated that if she were to come out, some of these gangsters would die or be maimed.

"Afraid?"

Liya smiled playfully. She could still laugh at this critical moment. Ziyu really admired this woman.

"If a person dies and a bird looks up to the sky, he will not die for tens of thousands of years. What a coward!"

Since Liya is not afraid, she can't be inferior to a woman.

Then the two of them started fighting with the gangsters.

Two fists were no match for four hands, not to mention they still had weapons in their hands. Ziyu was directly hit in the leg with a wooden stick and fell to his knees at that time.

Bead-sized beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

Before it was over, countless leather shoes and slippers were directed at Ziyu's head. The scene was too miserable to watch.

On the other side, Liya relied on her previous training in Team Rocket, so she wasn't that miserable, but she still got hit with a stick from time to time.

However, someone gave her a stick, and Liya kicked her in the crotch. The person immediately knelt down, covering her little brother's painful wails.

The man fell to the ground. Liya had quick eyesight and quick hands. At the cost of being hit with three sticks, she got a wooden stick.

"Get out of the way for the old lady!"

Liya waved her wooden stick and came straight to Ziyu's side aggressively.

Those gangsters had never seen such a fierce woman, and they were drunk off at that time.

By the time they reacted, Ziyu had already been helped up by Liya.

"What's going on? Can we still fight?"

Ziyu opened his eyes and saw Liya, who was bleeding from the corner of her mouth and covered with scars on her face. Her hair was disheveled and she was still protecting him.

Ziyu endured the pain and stood up straight: "You can beat me before you die."

Ziyu felt that he should be the worst time traveler. Other time travelers just beat up gangsters, and all organizations helped him.

But it's different when it comes to him. The Rockets don't want Leah... which means they won't show up to help...

And he himself was powerless and was beaten and kicked by a group of gangsters. If it weren't for him holding his head and squatting in defense, he tried his best to protect his face.

It's probably broken.

"Take it, even if you die today, you have to carry it on your back a few times."

Liya handed the wooden stick in her hand to Ziyu, then tore the black silk on her legs, pulled up her hair, and tied it together.

Her white thighs were just exposed to the air.

The eyes of those gangsters were straightened.

"Does it look good?"

As soon as these words came out, those gangsters nodded subconsciously.

"If it looks good, take a few more looks. You won't have a chance to look at it again later."

"Hey, let me wipe it, you are doing a sneak attack..."

There was a gangster closest to Ziyu who was looking at it in fascination. The big white leg in front of him was gone and replaced by a big mallet.

With a bang, it hit him on the forehead.

Ziyu showed his white teeth and said, "Hey, thief Sun, I'm going to hit you."

The gangster covered his bleeding head, his eyes burning with anger, and he rushed over shouting.

Ziyu stood ready, with the wooden stick in his hand ready for a fight.

Then the gangster saw a flash of snow-white and long slender legs appear in front of him, and he was tripped over by Liya.

"I fuck you..."

Boom!

Another blow to his head with a stick made the gangster feel countless waves flying past his eyes, then he tilted his head and passed out.

"Nice job."

Liya licked the blood that overflowed from the corner of her mouth and gave Ziyu a thumbs up.

"Go together……"

The strong man's face was grim. There were so many of them, but they were beaten like this by two men and women who didn't even have hair.

Ziyu and Liya looked at each other and saw the fierceness in the other's eyes.

Liya has had this fierceness since she was a child.

Ziyu was irritated by the burning and painful wound on his back. If he couldn't fight back, he would be sorry for his injured back.

The two of them fought with the crowd of thugs, with iron rods and wooden sticks flying around. From time to time, a thug would cover his crotch and fall to the ground, and then he would be tragically trampled by his own people.

Let's talk about fighting. You don't need anyone to teach you at all. You can learn it by yourself without a teacher.

Ziyu strangled a gangster's neck with one hand, and waved the iron rod he grabbed with the other hand.

Those gangsters were a little restrained in attacking because Ziyu had their own people in front of him, for fear of hitting one of their own with a stick.

But this is inevitable.

One gangster was beaten so hard by Zi Yu that his crotch was bleeding. In his rage, he didn't care about the person in front of Zi Yu. He closed his eyes and waved the stick as hard as he could.

When he opened his eyes to take a breath, he found that Ziyu was unharmed, but the face of the gangster in front of him was swollen, and he looked like a human-shaped fried pig.

One eye was swollen.

There was blood foam in his mouth, and his teeth were flying out.

"Brother...I didn't mean it..."

"If you didn't mean it, just go and accompany him!"

A female voice sounded from the side, and when he turned around, he saw a wooden stick that was getting bigger quickly.

The gangster flew backwards and his teeth fell out.

"A bunch of trash can't beat two little brats who don't have all their hair!"

The strong man couldn't stand it anymore, so he came over carrying an iron rod. The iron rod rubbed against the marble road and created sparks, adding to his strong body.

It looks oppressive.

He didn't live up to that body of flesh, he pushed his younger brother away and came over.

Liya suddenly burst into rage, and the iron rod in her hand went straight to the strong man's head.

Unexpectedly, the strong man grinned, stretched out his hand to block Liya's attack, and then hit Liya hard on the lower abdomen with the stick in his hand.

"Hmm... ah~"

Liya screamed and flew five or six meters directly. This shows how powerful this person is.

"Lia..."

Liya flew five or six meters away, clutching her stomach, her expression full of pain, and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"I'm not dead yet, why are you shouting?"