The Rockets of the Spirits Start

Kanaz City, Devon Commercial Building.

In the firelight of the office area, Lance was covered in the blood of the enemy and had a cruel smile on his face.

Seeing Zvqi Hibiscus suddenly appearing on the elf battlefield, lightly holding a bright silver alloy crutch in his right hand, and standing stably on top of the giant golden monster's head, his eyes couldn't help revealing a strong color of fear.

Immediately, he commanded the elf to retreat back to his side, turned his head to meet Lambda, who had the same solemn expression, and whispered to him in a very solemn tone:

"The giant gold monster at the foot of this old thing turned out to be a champion elf who broke through the three limits. Are all those guys in the intelligence department eating dry food! Bastard!!!"

Lambda, who was about to ask Lance whether he should continue with the original plan, heard these words from his mouth.

He also quickly looked up at the giant gold monster floating in the air and began to clean up Team Rocket's elites, and the Zvoch Hibiscus standing on the other side of the office area.

"Well, it's the champion..."

Lambda, who understood that the action personally explained by Mr. Banmu this time, could already declare failure, and the look in his eyes couldn't help but be shrouded in haze.

After a few seconds of silence in the atmosphere between the two, Lambda, who seemed to have made a decision secretly in his heart, silently turned his head and put his ruthless gaze back on Lance, whose face was still gloomy. He said to him in a hurry:

"Since Zvouchi Hibiscus didn't directly attack the two of us, it means that Devon Manufacturing still has the idea of ​​cooperating with the Rockets."

"Give up all the elites brought this time. For Mr. Banmu, it is enough for us to receive this important news."

After hearing Lambda's remarks, I was still wondering why the Rockets' intelligence department would label the chairman of the German-made company, Dawu Zvqi, and Lance, who only has the strength of an ordinary king.

The whole person immediately returned to the normal state of the four generals, looked at the door of the passage in front of him, and smiled at his Zvuch hibiscus.

Knowing that this chairman who has the strength of a champion is taking this to show the strength of Devon's manufacturing, he is also strongly announcing that this is the last chance for the two of them to leave.

Lance, who gradually became clear about everything on the field, after confirming the meaning expressed by Zvoch Hibiscus, led the elf to slowly retreat to the stairway where he came, blinking his eyes twice, and speaking to Lambda with a very calm expression. road:

"You leave first, I'm going to buy them another two minutes."

After saying this sentence, Lance saw the puzzled look on Lambda's face, as if he had guessed that he would be puzzled by this move, and said very domineeringly:

"Don't forget, I'm Lance, the fourth general of Team Rocket!"

The voice fell, and Lance, who was occupying the passageway on the west side of the building, immediately waved his arms and clenched his fists to let the Scorpio King burst into the momentum of the king with all his strength, and shouted in a serious tone to the Rockets elites who were still fighting on the field:

"The operation failed! All retreat!"

"Let me break it for you!"

Lance's heartfelt and domineering words made the Rockets elites who were fighting with Devin's guards on the court froze for a moment.

The purpose of the Rockets' cadres is not to fight if they can beat it, but to run away if they can't beat it...

At this time, whether it was a fool who didn't react to the change in the situation, or a smart person who had noticed the appearance of Zvuch Hibiscus and began to quietly move towards the passage, the four generals of the Rockets couldn't help but feel in their hearts. a sense of admiration,

However, the emotions that suddenly appeared in their hearts did not affect their commanding the elves and frantically fleeing for their lives towards the passage behind Lance.

Taking advantage of the hurried evacuation of the Rockets' elites, they jumped back to the Zvuch hibiscus on top of the giant gold monster, and after pressing the black button on the armrest of the crutches, they looked down at Lance, who had firm eyes, and the man who had quietly disappeared from the crowd. lambda.

The unobstructed situation on the field was immersed in the heart, and there was an inexplicable smile of admiration on the face of Zivqi Hibiscus. While cooperating with the two fourth generals of the Rockets, he also thought clearly in his heart:

"Are you going to leave a Scorpion King to die to save Team Rocket's lost cohesion?"

As time passed bit by bit, when all the guard trainers hired by Devon Manufacturing retreated to the side of the giant golden monster, the elites of Team Rocket also fled half of them one after another.

Zivqi Hibiscus, who had been thinking about how to cooperate with the Rockets in the future, slowly retracted his gaze on Lance, raised his hand and released a championship-level Boscodora. He said calmly:

"Kill all the intruders."

After receiving the order of Zivqi Hibiscus, the eyes of the steel behemoth Boscodora immediately showed a grim look, and they charged heavily towards Lance and the Scorpion King who were guarding the entrance of the passage.

Facing the champion-level Boss Cordola, many of the Rockets elites who escaped at a slower speed due to injuries immediately had expressions of fear and panic on their faces, and quickly looked at Fourth General Lan, who was calm and standing in front of the stairway. s.

However, the cadre who gave them high hopes, the fourth general Lance, who was still domineering just now, unexpectedly recovered his body at this moment and turned into a heavenly king-level variety monster.

Immediately afterwards, the Scorpio King, who floated in the air with his tail on the ground, continued to exude the aura of the Heavenly King, used his double pliers to grab the Variety Monster and flew to the stairway behind him at high speed.

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at the same time.

Kanaz City, civilian area.

In a dark path blocked by tall buildings on both sides, Lambda, wearing a black robe, walked quickly in it.

Seeing that Lance, who had borrowed his own technology cloak to hide his body like a transparent man, was still using the contact device for the elites of Team Rocket, deploying the retreat route and assembly point.

There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and he couldn't help thinking to himself:

"These elites are just middle-level trainers in the organization. Is it necessary for Lance to take this seriously?"

"Let's remind him to go to Shuijing City to support Mr. Itaki."

Thinking of this, Lambda stopped and was about to speak. Lance, who had already deployed a retreat plan and calmly retracted the contact device, reached out and tore off the Hidden Dragon Technology Cloak, calmly as if he knew what he wanted to say. Said to him:

"In recent years, the organization has deviated from the training of the bottom-level personnel. It is true that only relying on strength can expand rapidly and achieve short-term success, but our spiritual indoctrination of ordinary members is really too poor."

"As for the specific plan for reform, after our operation is over, I will explain it to you in detail in front of Mr. Banmu."

"So don't ask any more questions now~www.readwn.com~ Come and support Mr. Banmu with me."

Lambda, who stood on the spot and listened to these words, saw Lance release the blood-winged dragon, jumped on its back and flew to the southeast of Kanaz City.

For some reason, there was an inexplicable smile on his face, a smile that had never been seen since Apollo and Athena died, and then released his own double-bomb gas, and followed Lance calmly.

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the other side.

Caiyou City, the headquarters of the Alliance.

On the top floor of the government building, which was built using special steel produced by elves, there was a silently closed conference room.

Breathing heavily, he covered his chest with trembling left hand, protecting the fast beating but weak heart inside, clenching the sword and leaning against the gap in the middle of the iron wood gate, the old man with the goatee bare upper body.

His eyes swept across the eight round-eyed corpses in the room that were completely cold, and silently released the one-meter-two long sword in his hand. His voice was a little reluctant, but he said in a low voice with no regrets. :

"Cough cough! Rest in peace, wait for me."

"I believe that Dawu and the others will definitely be able to! Wow..."

Before the old man with the goatee had finished speaking, the blood he couldn't restrain spewed out of his mouth.

When the only two elves left in the room, Hu Di and Yinmeng Tapir, saw this, they didn't care about suppressing their injuries, they hurriedly floated in front of the old man with the goatee, and supported his stiff and weak man from left to right. body.

After a simple mental scan, the eyes of the two elves who understood that their masters were in critical condition were instantly filled with firmness.

The Nightmare Tapir crushed the pendant to supply energy with all his strength. Hu Di clenched the spoon and used teleportation. With the already weakened old man with the goatee beard, he flashed golden light and disappeared into the conference room in the blink of an eye.