Pokémon: Join Team Rocket at the Beginning

"Who dares to cause trouble in the black street?" A loud shout suddenly rang out. As a large hole was torn open in the ceiling, a man riding a Scorpio King slowly appeared.

Yang Ming just sneered: "Why, you are not convinced?"

“Anyone who dares to cause trouble in the black streets will find it difficult…difficult…difficult…” The man originally looked arrogant, but when he saw Yang Ming’s Bulbasaur, he began to stutter.

"What's difficult? Tell me."

"Please do as you please, senior. I have no objection." The man stuttered for a long time and finally gave in to Yang Ming.

The auctioneer knelt on the ground, feeling bitter in his heart. This was the second-in-command of the underworld, yet he surrendered on the spot in front of this mysterious strong man.

To be fair, this man's strength is not weak, but he has not reached the elite level. The reason why he can temporarily act as the second-in-command is mainly because he had previously slaughtered a large number of masters of the Hunter Organization, resulting in a significant reduction in the number of masters in the Hunter Organization.

Although he lacked strength, this man had good vision. He could tell at a glance that Yang Ming was an elite trainer and surrendered decisively.

"Since you have no objection, I will take my friend away." Yang Ming pointed at Jones and said coldly.

"This...we should have done what you said," the man stammered, "it's a pity that this is an important merchant...important person in the black street, and I can't make the decision..."

"Then talk to the person who can make the decision," Yang Ming said coldly, "If the result does not satisfy me, I don't mind slaughtering the place with blood."

The man was so frightened that his hair stood on end: "Yes, yes, I will do my best to mediate..."

Picking up the phone tremblingly, the man hurriedly reported the situation here to the real person in charge of the underworld.

"Oh, so that's the case. An elite strongman is causing trouble in the black streets..." On the other end of the phone, the mayor of Manjin City, Basque, had a gloomy face. This news made his already bad mood even worse.

Recently, their hunter organization has been having a hard time. Not only did his deputy, Smiling Tiger, die in Qingliang Temple, but even the spaceship that the leader, Hunter J, was riding on was attacked by Du, one of the most powerful men in the alliance, and the entire organization was almost wiped out.

If it were any other time, Basque would have contacted a group of elite hunters to kill the troublemaker. But now it was different. Under Du's pursuit, even Hunter J had temporarily given up hunting Yang Ming. The usually arrogant Hunter Organization had to keep a low profile and wait for the storm to pass.

"Since that strong man claims to be the brother of Smiling Tiger, you should hand him over to him. Just make him pay the lowest price." Basque clenched his fists and tried to make his voice sound calm. He had always threatened others, but now that others were threatening him, he had to bite his teeth and admit defeat. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

The man on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief. Since the boss had given in, he wouldn't have to be beaten to death by the strong man in front of him. He hurried to Yang Ming and said flatteringly, "Senior, the higher-ups have agreed. As long as you pay the 'war slave'... sorry, it's your friend's starting price, you can take him away."

Yang Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It would be best if he could rescue the people without engaging in a direct battle with the underworld.

In fact, if the captain of the guard had not been so confident of his strength and used by Yang Ming to establish his authority, no one would have died today.

Just when Yang Ming was about to spend money, a man came up to him happily.

"Senior, I am willing to pay all your expenses." This person was none other than the rich young man who had competed with Yang Ming for the Flame Orb before. At this moment, his face was full of flattering smiles and he looked servile, wishing he could kneel down and be Yang Ming's grandson.

But the peculiar smell on his body was really unpleasant, which made Yang Ming frown.

"You are too polite, aren't you? I can afford the money myself." Yang Ming was a little suspicious and couldn't figure out the reason why the other party was so attentive.

"No, no, I admire your unrivaled power, so I will do the work for you," the rich young man said with a smile, "The flame orb is something you liked, so I will give it to you as well."

In fact, the rich young man’s idea is very simple, he just spends money to save his life.

After seeing Yang Ming's terrifying strength, the rich young man realized that he had accidentally provoked a terrifying enemy. Although his family was also quite powerful, with several elites and a quasi-king in the family, these powers were not his own.

After all, he is only one of the heirs in the family, and he has several cousins ​​who will compete with him for the position of head of the family in the future.

So he thought very clearly that money and treasures are external things and are far less important than his own life.

Hearing that the other party was going to give the fire orb he had photographed directly to him, Yang Ming was immediately delighted. He had been planning to find an opportunity to rob the other party, and now that the matter could be resolved peacefully, it was naturally the best thing.

"You are the one who knows how to appreciate something." Yang Ming's tone slowed down a bit, and he stroked the rich kid's head, as if he was a master stroking an obedient puppy.

"No, no, these are what the juniors should do," the rich young man was not angry, but rather happy to do it. "By the way, my home is in the Balfam Fragrance Palace in Carlos. If you pass by in the future, you may come to my home for a cup of tea."

"Okay, if I pass by there in the future, I will go to visit." Yang Ming felt that he had received so many benefits from the other party, and he would naturally have to repay the favor in the future, so he agreed immediately.

The rich young man was immediately overjoyed. He had a relationship with such a strong man. Wouldn't it be a great help when he competed with his cousins ​​in the future?

Fearing that his "sincerity" was not enough, the rich young man simply gave the slave girl he had photographed to Yang Ming. After several refusals, Yang Ming had no choice but to accept this "generous gift" that was of no use to him.

"Since you can put slave collars on these slaves, you can also take them off," Yang Ming glanced at the second-in-command and the auctioneer, and ordered coldly, "Take this thing off for me."

The second-in-command and the auctioneer dared not disobey, so they had to remove the slave collars from the two men.

Yang Ming led the two away, and only when the three of them were far away did the people at the auction dare to breathe heavily. Being with a demon who could take their lives at any time made them feel like they had survived a disaster.

Only a few bloodthirsty spectators were somewhat dissatisfied. They didn't see the Cave Heaven Rat King killing people at the auction. To them, even if he didn't die, it was not worth the ticket price.