Pokémon: What should I do? My father-in-law always wants to tear me apart

Lin Guochang stood outside the iron gate and looked up at the magnificent villa in front of him.

The white marble exterior walls sparkle in the sun, the Roman columns stand tall, the carvings are exquisite and intricate, the dome is majestic, and every detail demonstrates unparalleled luxury. It is no exaggeration to call it a palace.

His eyes slowly moved towards the courtyard and he was slightly startled to see several Banglas lying majestically there.

These big guys are covered with hard green scales, have teeth as sharp as knives, and dorsal fin spines as sharp as swords. Just by lying on the ground casually, they give off a terrifying and ferocious aura.

It is beyond imagination that such a powerful and rare quasi-god-level Pokémon is actually used to guard the house.

At this time, a burst of orderly footsteps was heard, and a team of bodyguards in uniform and with stern expressions patrolled along the courtyard path. They had agile postures, alert eyes, and occasionally a slight electric sound came from the walkie-talkies in their hands.

To be able to have such a grand occasion, the owner who lives here must be of extraordinary status. I wonder which big shot with connections and influence he is.

Lin Guochang seemed to be standing calmly near the villa, but in fact every sense in his body was quietly tense.

Before he could finish taking in his surroundings, his scalp began to feel a subtle tingling sensation, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up slightly.

There is no need to think too much, there must be several eyes in the dark, locking onto me.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, almost imperceptibly, and he muttered to himself.

He has some skills, but that's just the extent. If we really come to a fight, he's far from being my opponent.

"welcome."

An abrupt yet polite voice broke the brief confrontation, and then the carved door slowly opened.

Several well-trained followers in neat suits and stern faces stepped forward quickly, bending and raising their hands respectfully. They were polite yet distant. There seemed to be some unspeakable intimidation behind the politeness, and they welcomed Lin Guochang in without making a sound.

As soon as he stepped into the villa, Lin Guochang's eyes swept straight into the house like a searchlight, and saw a middle-aged man of the same age as himself sitting lazily on the luxurious European-style sofa.

This person is Huang Tianjiao. With the halo of being the only son of a senior member of the alliance, he usually behaves in a high-profile and stylish manner. Others call him "Little Biden" behind his back. As time goes by, this nickname becomes more widely known than his real name.

Lin Guochang frowned slightly, not wanting to exchange pleasantries, and asked straight to the point:

"What do you want from me?"

The tone was blunt, even a little impatient.

You know, the Little Phoenix King Cup will start tomorrow. He rushed to the imperial capital in advance, not to chat with this "little Biden" or keep in touch with him.

What's more, on the field, Huang Tianjiao and he are in the same camp and are real competitors. But at this moment, this opponent makes a private appointment to meet with him. What is he up to?

Lin Guochang was on high alert, just waiting for the other party to speak.

Huang Tianjiao stood up from the sofa, walked slowly towards Lin Guochang with an elegant but somewhat arrogant step, with a faint smile on his face, and said:

"Mr. Lin Guochang...Isn't that right? Recently, your name has become well-known, especially during the thrilling invasion of the Ultimate Beast in Qinghai City. When the people of the city were in danger and panic, you stepped forward and turned the tide. You really acted like a hero."

As he spoke, he paused for a moment, his eyes wandering playfully over Lin Guochang's face, and then he changed the subject.

"However, some people also say that you have been hiding your strength until now. It was the crisis concerning the survival of your hometown that forced you to finally stop hiding your strength, right?"

After saying that, Huang Tianjiao calmly raised his hand and signaled his subordinates to pour the wine. As the crystal glasses clinked, the wine poured out, and the rich aroma of the wine instantly spread.

Seeing this, Lin Guochang frowned slightly, raised his hand and decisively refused, without any hesitation in his expression.

Huang Tianjiao was not annoyed, as if he had expected it. He just took a sip of the wine in the cup. The expensive cup reflected a luxurious light under the light, which made him look even more proud.

"I guess, with your skills and abilities, if you participate in this Little Phoenix King Cup, the vacant position among the Four Heavenly Kings of the Alliance is tailor-made for you, and you will get it sooner or later, right?"

Huang Tianjiao put down his wine glass and uttered this sentence seemingly nonchalantly, but his eyes were fixed on Lin Guochang, not missing any change in expression on his face.

Lin Guochang frowned, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes, and he said bluntly:

"Don't beat around the bush, just speak your mind and get to the point."

Huang Tianjiao raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a slightly cunning smile:

"You are indeed brothers with King Ruan. You have the same straightforward personality. Well, I won't beat around the bush."

At this point, he stopped smiling, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he said directly:

"Let me put it this way. I am determined to win the title of the Four Heavenly Kings. I came to you this time in the hope that you can take the initiative to withdraw from the Heavenly King Tournament and make it a good thing for both of us."

Lin Guochang snorted coldly, as if he had heard a huge joke. His eyes were cold:

"Do you think that's possible?"

He now saw through everything completely and knew that Huang Tianjiao had no good intentions in taking the initiative to meet him.

After saying that, he turned around without hesitation and walked towards the door.

But before he could take two steps, several burly men quickly surrounded him and blocked his way.

Lin Guochang paused, his eyes instantly sharpened like a knife, staring straight at Huang Tianjiao, a hint of mockery slowly emerged on his face:

"What do you mean? Are you planning to take action? How dare you show off your skills in front of me?"

His voice was low, but it revealed an unquestionable sense of oppression, as if the air around him had become a little colder because of his words.

Huang Tianjiao was lying leisurely on the sofa, his whole body in a relaxed state, with his legs crossed high. As the room became quiet, his fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the sofa, over and over again, and each tap seemed to hit Lin Guochang's tense heartstrings.

He raised his chin slightly, a confident smile on his face, and spoke in a long drawn-out tone:

"Lin Guochang, don't be so anxious to leave. Even if the deal fails, we still have friendship. I haven't revealed my trump card yet. Be patient. Next, I will definitely give you an offer that you can't refuse."

Lin Guochang looked at him with disdain, glared at him, and said unceremoniously:

"Humph, you probably haven't figured out the importance of the Four Heavenly Kings election. That's a glory that is won through real ability and hard work. Do you think it can be bought with money like buying vegetables in the market?"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood me."

Huang Tianjiao shook his index finger lightly, a cunning look flashed in his eyes, and then he snapped his fingers crisply.

In an instant, in a corner of the originally dim room, a huge electronic screen was activated with a "buzz", and a cold blue light poured out, illuminating the surroundings.

Lin Guochang subconsciously turned his head to look, but this glance was like being struck by lightning, and his whole body froze instantly.

On the screen, in the small and dim space, his son Lin Yi's hands and feet were tied tightly with thick ropes, with a cloth strip stuffed in his mouth. He was twisting and struggling in vain, with his hair disheveled and looking in a miserable state.

"Lin Yi?!"

Lin Guochang was furious and veins bulged on his neck.

"How dare you resort to such despicable means to kidnap my son?!"

Huang Tianjiao still sat steadily on the sofa, calmly straightened his collar, and the smile on his face became more intense:

"Look at your temper. I told you I would give you an offer you can't refuse. Now, can we talk about this calmly?"

The relaxed and contented tone in his voice was as if what was at stake was not a child's life, but a sure-win business chip.