In the dark night, in the distant jungle, a lonely back, with a strong aura of slaughter, galloped towards a certain direction, and everywhere he walked, there was a pool of scarlet blood.

..............

"Poof...!"

The sudden sound of gunfire made Yan Ming's feet stagnate, and then quickly dodged, and he was able to dodge the bullet, but his left shoulder still cut through his clothes, penetrating the bright red liquid, and dyeing the sweatshirt red.

And between Yan Ming's dodge, a hidden weapon also followed.

"Bang!"

In a tumbling room, Yan Ming successfully dodged the opponent's attack, and the other party didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill Yan Ming, but waited slowly in place, like a cat and mouse, playing.

And after dodging the opponent's two consecutive rounds of attacks, Yan Ming didn't plan to drag it out any longer, he had to seize this opportunity, otherwise he might fall into a disadvantage if he dragged it on.

All the way over, these people are this kind of kite flying crowd tactics, obviously consuming their physical strength.

Thinking of this, he raised his arm without hesitation, and the military knife was quickly unsheathed, like an afterimage, slashing out and slashing towards the other party.

"Boom!"

Sparks flew everywhere, and the two swords collided with each other and made a screeching sound, but it was obvious that Yan Ming's weapon was slightly stronger than the other party.

"Smack!"

Yan Ming's wrist easily twisted his wrist, and with his other hand, he picked up the opponent's machete, and then, his palm turned into a fist and hit the opponent's chest fiercely, and the opponent could only instinctively resist with his elbow.

"Bang ——!"

The huge power was transmitted, instantly causing the other party's face to turn red, and he snorted and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Yan Ming did not spare his hand, took advantage of the victory to pursue, and slashed at the opponent.

With a pop, blood spurted out, soaking Yan Ming's body, and it seemed that Yan Ming at this time was like a hungry ghost who chose people to devour.

The ninth....

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Yan Ming's eyes were cold.

These people are obviously not official Team Rocket personnel, and they don't have Poke Balls, but everyone has a good set of skills, and they don't say a word during the whole battle, if it weren't for the people standing in front of them who would move, Yan Ming felt that they were out of breath.

In order to find the location of the elves, Geng Ghost took the first step to perceive the location, and he with strong mental power would be more advantageous than himself at this time.

In the grass behind Yu Ming, they were following step by step, and the people of Team Rocket, who had never left for a moment, began to gather, it seemed that they were not ready to play, and wanted to annihilate Yan Ming in one fell swoop.

Yan Ming's eyes were cold, and he jumped into the bushes and ran wildly, ignoring the wounds on his body, trying his best to distance themselves from each other.

The other party obviously noticed this, and while chasing Yan Ming, he began to shoot, and the dense barrage shuttled in the air, and Yu Ming was already familiar with the other party's routine, and quickly dodged to avoid the deadly attack.

Dark clouds obscured the moonlight, making the land pitch black.

After dodging to the branch, Yan Ming stopped fleeing, but stood in place, waiting quietly, and when the other party saw this, he also stopped his movements and vigilantly observed the movements around him.

"Whoa——!

A slight sound of water came into everyone's ears, and when the other party heard this sound, a vigilant look suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the firearm in his hand also carried out a wave of strafing.

"Da Da Da!"

Yan Ming looked at this scene, his right hand was slowly clenched, the five fingers with distinct bones, and the claw knife in his other hand glowed with a cold light, as if he could tear the enemy apart at any time.

And in the next second, a fierce wind blew, as if forming an impenetrable net in the darkness, rushing towards Yan Ming, as if to devour it completely.

"Boom ——!"

In the explosion, the opponent's lineup was scattered, Yan Ming's right leg kicked out violently, and instantly defeated the attack that reacted to attack him, and the other party seemed to be unwilling, the short blade in his hand waved, a sweep, straight to Yan Ming's head, wanting to take his head.

Yu Ming calmly dodged sideways, kicked out his right leg again, directly in the opponent's abdomen, and then bent slightly, stretched out his right hand, grabbed the opponent's neck, and suddenly pushed out the knee of his left leg.

"Click!"

With a crisp cracking sound, the other party's neck was broken by Yan Ming, and he collapsed on the ground softly, drowning without blinking.

Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, Yan Ming wiped the blood stained on his right hand, and his indifferent eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light.

And at this moment, the spiritual link of Geng Ghost also came from his mind at this moment.

"Ming, I found it!"

Hearing this, Yan Ming didn't delay any longer, his eyes swept over the remaining four people, and his figure suddenly burst out.

"Whew——!"

With a whistling sound, the sharp military knife instantly swept towards a person's neck.

Although the man was surprised that Yan Ming's speed had increased so much, he reacted extremely quickly and dodged the deadly attack, and at the same time, the short knife in his hand also cut through the sky and slashed towards Yan Ming's throat.

The corners of Yan Ming's mouth twitched, and he snorted coldly, and in the next second, his arm suddenly changed its trajectory, and it was directly inserted into the opponent's abdominal cavity, and with a reverse buckle, he grabbed it in an instant, and then threw the opponent out violently.

"Bang!"

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground resounded in the sky, startling the other three and picking up their pace, trying to hide their tracks.

"Shh——!h

At this moment, Yan Ming stepped lightly on his toes, and the whole person rose into the sky, jumped out, turned over and spun a few times in mid-air, and swooped down towards the three of them with a military knife in his hand.

"Whoosh——!

The sword flashed, and the three of them didn't even have time to resist before they were beheaded by Yan Ming.

After dealing with the three of them, Yan Ming put away his military knives, threw their corpses into the bushes behind the trunk, and then continued to hurry, while his steps became more and more calm, and his eyes became more and more resolute.

The other party is consuming themselves, and they are not consuming each other.

In the end, these people are so bad.

........

Time gradually passed, the sky was getting late, and the night was getting deeper, and Yan Ming finally found the trace of Geng Ghost in a mountain stream.

Seeing Yan Ming's arrival, Geng Ghost said with a solemn face.

"Ming, I can sense Zoroa's mental fluctuations right in front of the factory, just... In my perception, there are quite a few people in the factory...."

The factory in the dark night seemed particularly lonely, except for sporadic fires and crackling light bulbs, there was nothing, and when Yan Ming came to the factory gate, sure enough, dozens of people were vaguely seen inside, all of which showed that there was indeed an ambush inside.

There is no way, this attack is too sudden, his side is too passive, he takes it for granted that in the rocket team, how can there be cadres who don't listen to Banmu's words, thinking that as long as Banmu nods, there will be no too obvious action at the bottom.

Yan Ming knew that if he wanted to save the elves, he had to go in, the other party's goal was himself, and according to the previous situation, I was afraid that if I was alive, I would be even more wanted by the other party's cadre.

Without hesitation, Yan Ming nodded.

"Geng Ghost, I'll go in first, and you can take support outside at any time."

As he spoke, Yan Ming's lips pursed, and he immediately ordered.

"If you can't, you can hurry up."

The voice paused slightly, and Yan Ming's voice was a little apologetic.

"I promised Sister Lips to take care of you.... I'm sorry. ”

As he spoke, Yan Ming didn't wait for Geng Ghost to say more, and walked towards the dark factory.

He doesn't know if he can succeed this time, he doesn't believe that he is the protagonist, he won't save everything, there are not so many miracles in this world, there are enough miracles in him.

From the moment he decided to come, he had already prepared for the worst, to face a cadre-level character alone, and his elves, and the group of people from Team Rocket...

Maybe he should try to delay a little longer, hoping that Team Rocket will find out about the other party's behavior as soon as possible.... Hehe...

He won't regret it, because it's his choice, it's just... It's just a pity.

Geng Ghost watched Yan Ming leave, the lonely and resolute back, rarely didn't say anything, he knew, Ming felt his fighting spirit but didn't say it, but.... Master....

"Master, what is a trainer?"

Ghost asked with some curiosity.

"A companion who accompanies you in battle."

Sister Misty Lips flipped through the album she had used to have with the trainer, her eyes flashing.

"That master, then what is a partner..."

Ghost Si looked at Sister Mi Li's expression and said with some doubts.

"Partner...."

Sister Misty thought of the cowardly self when the trainer died in front of her, and also thought of the past when they fought side by side.....

"Maybe.... It's the guy who can make you firmly believe and make up your mind to choose...."

Geng Ghost looked at it thoughtfully, his eyes flickering.