The gray light dimmed dramatically in the boy's pupils.

He had seen the creation of a weapon called the "Hedron Cannon", and knew very well what would happen if it was struck by this ray. The cold hairs all over his body stood on end at this moment, and his stiff feet were too late to take a step.

Between the lightning and the fire, Xiao Ye slammed Bai Lan away. The light grazed the girl's neckline and hit the plaque in the nearby store.

Heavy plaques fell with a bang, and clods of dust poured downward. The tourist standing in front of the store was almost hit by the plaque and screamed in fright.

Bai Lan's voice suddenly turned cold, "Divi, what do you mean by this?"

The boy didn't say a word, still with an innocent smile on his face, and waved his hand lightly.

Dazzling silver light shot out of the void behind the boy without warning. Bai Lan hurriedly pulled out the wooden knife at her waist to block, and the majestic metal energy impacted the wooden knife, carving countless cracks on the surface.

The shattered tip of the knife flew out far away, and the boy dodged sideways, while the silver light continued to pursue unrelentingly. The roadside stalls were affected, and the delicate stone carvings were scattered to the ground, shattered by the blast wave of the explosion.

The stall owner, a gray-haired old man, was stunned for a moment before he grabbed his stunned grandson, rushed into the store and closed the door.

For a while, the smoke and dust were stirring, and the people nearby noticed the abnormality here and fled in panic.

"Charged Flame Attack!"

Following the direction of the trainer's finger, Charizard roared out and thrust into the center before the passerby could barely dodge was hit by the beam. The flaming suit failed to melt all the impact, and Charizard, which was hit in the shoulder, gasped. Overly frightened passers-by rushed into the nearest building, shutting the door and not daring to go out again.

Cannon's light cannon?

Bai Lan's brow furrowed, and her face was suspicious. However, he didn't have time to think at the moment, and the silver light struck again, and he fled in the smoke in embarrassment, and the surface of his white kimono was stuck with dust.

Once again, waves erupted in the void, and cannonballs from the rocks flew out of them, enveloping the other man in the line of fire. After jumping two steps, her back touched the glass door of the store, and she kicked and shattered a stone that flew towards her. The shattered stone blades splattered in all directions, creating a bloody streak on Sayo's cheek.

There was a rumbling sound, and the father and daughter of the shopkeeper, who were looking out from behind the door, shouted in fright.

"Hide in your room. ”

Xiao Ye dropped a sentence briefly, and immediately ran again, agilely throwing the rock cannonballs behind him. Charizard rushed forward with a flaming fist, intercepting the beam of light that was fired at Bai Lan.

"Don't let him attack anyone. Xiao Ye instructed, pausing beside Bai Lan, "Pichu, you listen to Bai Lan's command for the time being. ”

Never talking nonsense in a critical moment, Pichu immediately jumped out of his pocket and jumped onto the shoulders of the person next to him. The boy discarded the broken wooden knife in his hand and nodded slightly to Xiao Ye.

The force of the invisible waveguide spreads along the ground, bringing everything nearby into the perceptual range. And that's exactly why Xiao Ye senses the anomaly.

The power of the waveguide can sense the breath of life, so Xiao Ye knows that Bai Lan's Pokémon must still be being treated at the Pokémon Center, and is not being carried by the trainer - and also knows that the person on the other side is not the young boy he sees with the naked eye at all.

In the crystal blue vision, it was clearly an adult man.

Behind the emaciated man, the bronze bell and two bronze mirror monsters floated silently, firing cannon cannons and rock avalanches. And these three Pokémon were completely erased from the vision, as if they never existed.

The moment the attacker appeared, Saya felt a huge evil thought coming from behind her. It's the same feeling as when you were pushed to the edge of a cliff in your previous life—it's the breath that only a murderous person can release. Xiao Ye can be sure that this stranger's evil thoughts are not only aimed at herself, but also the Bai Lan beside her is also the target of the killing intent.

The visitor approached Bai Lan in the form of a child, with an intimate and casual attitude, and it was obvious that he was disguising himself as someone Bai Lan was familiar with, trying to deceive Bai Lan into obtaining a certain piece of data in Bai Lan's possession.

Sayo knew she shouldn't provoke him rashly, because they were standing in the middle of the busiest street market in the Contestant's Village, and if a fight broke out, it would inevitably affect innocent pedestrians. In just a few seconds, her mind raced, and the question of "how to remind Bai Lan without startling" quickly crossed her mind, and finally paused on the screen of confronting Luke in the dormitory a few days ago.

During her argument with Luke, Sayo noticed that the strange transparent armor on his arm glowed faintly from time to time, and this happened when Luke was in a state of intense anger. Therefore, Xiao Ya had speculated that perhaps this material with the ability to transform was related to the "gray crystal" called the Mind Crystal in ancient times, and that it would react to people's intense emotions?

So, Xiao Ye deliberately guided Bai Lan to notice the faint light in the arm armor of the "boy". The extreme act of the other party's violent attack confirmed her suspicions, and at the same time pushed the situation to the worst end.

They had to fight the attackers head-on in crowded markets.

The streets for people to walk through could not accommodate the Pokémon to let go of the fight, and the Charizard, which did not even dare to use the flames, felt extremely embarrassed, and the Flame Fist was almost swung into a small vortex of fire by it. The line of fire from the cannon cannon and the rockslide was briefly intercepted by the fire-breathing dragon, giving the two trainers behind them a breather.

Xiao Ye immediately turned his head, "Bai Lan, this person is not ......"

As soon as the conversation began, a swearing voice suddenly came from the other side of the street.

"It's noisy, what kind of fight are you fighting on the street, is there something wrong?"

The gray-haired boy scanned through the smoke and dust with a stinky face, and stopped when the grappling people came into view.

Surprise appeared in the eyes of the three young men at the same time, but the gray-haired boy did not look at the two acquaintances of the same age.

It is difficult for the eyes of superpowers to be deceived by the illusion constructed by mental power, not to mention that the gray-haired boy is a person with the surname "Illusionist Furuya". He subconsciously opened his eyes wide, which reflected the dark purple pupils of the person opposite him, which were extremely similar to him.

After a moment, he laughed.

All the undeserved astonishment and solemnity were tightly retracted from the bottom of his heart, and Yang Zhen raised one eyebrow and said with a rebellious expression, "Ouch, it's a companion?"

As the words fell, he snapped his fingers slightly.

Cracks began to appear on the "boy's" body. The distracting image shatters like a mirror, revealing the true face of the attacker hidden behind it.

It was a man with a gloomy face, and the bronze bell and two bronze mirror monsters stood by his side. He was emaciated, dressed in a strange straitjacket and had a turban tightly wrapped around his head. Sensing that the illusion he had planted had been shattered by the power of the same origin, he turned around with a gloomy face, staring at the young illusionist who had stepped into the battlefield halfway through.

"What the hell, don't you understand that destroying public property is illegal?" Yang Zhen seemed to be unaware of the danger at all, and opened his mouth to say a string of ugly words, "Dare to make trouble and dare not show your face, it's really a wreck." ”

Sensing that the three Pokémon formed a tight line of defense, Xiao Ya temporarily gave up the idea of taking the opportunity to sneak up on the trainer, and turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Is it someone you know?"

Bai Lan shook her head solemnly.

The man had indeed turned into his childhood friend with illusions, but Bai Lan had no impression of his true body. At least he could be sure that the attackers were not "on their side".

On the other side, Yojin, who had scolded enough, cast his eyes to the opposite side. The eyes of the three of them met in the air, and they all saw similar meanings in the eyes of the other two.

Take this man down first!

The gray-haired boy's hand had already touched the Poké Ball on his waist. Before he tossed the Poké Ball, the man chuckled lowly, a hoarse voice coming out of his mouth.

"Formation S. ”

The three well-trained Pokémon shimmered silver in unison. Cannons containing the energy of steel fired a volley at both ends of the street, and everyone hurriedly tried to dodge. Yojin, who looks like a bad boy but has never been in a fight, is very unskilled in this area, and almost rolled the Poké Ball to the ground with a shaking hand while running.

"Formation L. ”

The man's voice fell, and the attack patterns of the bronze bells and bronze mirror monsters changed again. The cannon cannon that hit directly was replaced with a rock cannonball, and the destructive power did not decrease, but the attack rhythm suddenly increased. Ordinary people could not escape such a dense artillery fire with their feet alone, and they could barely cope with it with the cover of Charizard and Pichu. And Yojin, who didn't have time to release the Pokémon, stumbled back, and hit the base of the wall without taking a few steps back, and he was about to have nowhere to escape.

The man's gloomy eyes seemed to be slightly curved with pleasure. And before the order to pursue was given, a hard object suddenly hit him in the back of the head.

Looking in the direction where the hard object was flying, the hearts of the three young men all rose to their throats in an instant.

The previously closed door has been opened at some point. The little boy standing there was no more than five or six years old, trembling with a few rocks in his arms, snot and tears running down his face.

"Bad guys, don't break Grandpa's statue! That's Grandpa's treasure!!" cried the little boy and threw the stone in his hand.

However, there is not enough strength in the young arms, and it is very difficult to even hit the target. The children's feet are littered with carved rubble, and they can be seen as they were before they were destroyed.

The man let out a creepy laugh. He gestured, and the bronze bell turned around and fired a deadly silver bolt indifferently.

The window above him seemed to hear the anxious cries of the old man. The young child fell to the ground and closed his eyes in horror.

"Hold on!"

The sound of the collision came from close in front of the eyes. After a few seconds, the little boy cautiously opened his eyes, and what greeted him was not the terrifying appearance of the bronze bell, but a reassuring turquoise.

He watched as the dark purple ghost Pokémon unfolded its light shield, keeping the blinding silver light firmly out. Immediately afterwards, a teenager much taller than him also stood in front of him.

"Well done, little ghost. Yojin showed a smile that was enough to stop the child's crying, and suddenly grabbed the child's collar, "-Leave you!"

At the exclamation of the little boy, the thin body flew high. In the next moment, a man in a pitch-black trench coat came with lightning and steadily scooped the little boy into his arms.

At the same time, Charizard and Pichu finally burst out with their rightful power. The little child instinctively clutched the hem of the visitor's garment, and turned his head with difficulty, seeing the rays of thunder and fire overlapping in the narrow space, almost grazing the tips of his toes.

The impact swept all around, and the place where the man was standing was caught in flames.

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Small Theatre:

The street clerks who have just been hit by a terrorist bomb and are in a fight on the street: we are not open, we are quitting, we are going home, QAQ.

The contest crisis PR that is about to come in handy again: resign? (Eyes die)