Pokémon: Join Team Rocket at the Beginning

"Who dares to cause trouble in the black street?" A loud shout suddenly sounded. As a big hole was broken 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 street will find it difficult... difficult... difficult..." The man was still arrogant, but when he saw Yang Ming's Bulbasaur, he began to stutter.

"What's difficult? Say it."

"Senior, please do as you please. I have no opinion." 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 acting second-in-command of the black street, and he actually gave in 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 slaughtered a large number of masters of the Hunter Organization before, resulting in a significant reduction in the number of masters of the Hunter Organization.

Although he was not strong enough, the man had good vision. He saw at a glance that Yang Ming was an elite trainer and decisively gave in.

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

"This... should have been done according to your wishes," the man stammered, "It's a pity that this is an important business in the black street... an important person, and I can't make the decision..."

"Then talk to someone who can make the decision," Yang Ming said coldly, "If the result does not satisfy me, I don't mind bloodbathing here."

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

Tremblingly picking up the phone, the man hurriedly reported the situation here to the real power holder of the black street.

"Oh, that's it, an elite strongman is causing trouble in the black street..." 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 had 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 the alliance's top powerhouse Du, and almost wiped out the entire army.

If it were normal times, Basque would definitely contact a group of elite hunters to kill the troublemaker. But now it's different. Under Du's pursuit, even Hunter J temporarily gave up hunting Yang Ming. The always arrogant Hunter organization had to keep a low profile and wait for the storm to pass.

"Since that strong man claims to be Smiling Tiger's brother, you can hand him over to him. Just let him pay the lowest price." Basque clenched his fists and tried to make his voice sound calm. He has always been the one threatening others. Now that others have threatened him, he has to bite his teeth and admit defeat. This feeling makes him very uncomfortable.

The man on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief. Since the boss has let go, he doesn'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 a direct battle with the black street.

In fact, if it weren't for the captain of the guard who was self-confident about his strength and was 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 happily.

"Senior, I am willing to pay all your expenses." This man was the rich young man who had competed with Yang Ming for the flame orb before. At this time, his face was full of flattering smiles, and he looked servile, wishing he could kneel down and be Yang Ming's grandson.

It's just that the peculiar smell on his body was really not good, which made Yang Ming frown.

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

"No, no, I admire your unparalleled power, so I will do this for you," the rich young man said with a smile, "The flame orb is something you like, so I will also offer it."

In fact, the rich young man's idea is very simple, just spending money to save his life.

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

After all, he is only one of the heirs in the family, and there are 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 were all external things, far less important than his own life.

Hearing that the other party was going to give him the flame orb he had taken a photo of, Yang Ming was immediately delighted. He had originally planned to find an opportunity to rob the other party, and now the matter could be resolved peacefully, which was naturally the best.

"You are the one who knows how to appreciate it." Yang Ming's tone was slightly slower, and he stroked the head of the rich boy, as if the owner was stroking an obedient puppy.

"No, no, these are what the junior should do," the rich boy was not angry, but rather happy to do it. "By the way, my home is in the Balfam Fragrance Hall in Carlos. If you pass by there in the future, you might as well 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 taken so many benefits from the other party, and he would naturally repay this favor in the future, so he agreed immediately.

The rich young man was overjoyed. If he could establish a relationship with such a strong man, wouldn't it be a great help for him to compete with his cousins ​​in the future?

Fearing that his "sincerity" was not enough, the rich young man simply gave the slave girl he had auctioned to Yang Ming. After several refusals, Yang Ming had to accept this "generous gift" that was useless to him.

"Since you can put slave collars on these slaves, you can also remove them," 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 on the two people.

Yang Ming took the two people away until the three of them were far away. The people at the auction dared 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.