In the Magic Guild, a bleak scene was enough to make Christine Ronaldo (a super narcissistic guy) go to jump off the building.

President Shalan looked at the few people in the audience, and she wanted to cry without tears.

The synthetic price of large crystals tripled yesterday night.

And the worst thing is that more than half of the directors absconded with the money.

She was so sad here that a director next to her patted her on the shoulder.

"We have another trump card."

"Uh, are you talking about the tricksters in the bomb squad?"

"That's right".

"Welcome to the bomb team to inspect the work!"

A line of slogans shinyly typed out.

“We are elites!”

"We are warriors!"

"We are the nemesis of sin!"

A group of excited young people shouting slogans and rehearsing group gymnastics on the playground.

They whistled and fell to the ground, and the words "I love you" were actually made up by their bodies.

Sharan looked at the group of cheerful young men in confusion.

On the other hand, Yang Jian and his old friends were packing their luggage.

Yang Jian brought beef, pork, animal traps, spatulas and other a large number of irrelevant things, and stuffed them into his space folding suitcase.

"Let's go on vacation, hehe!" Xixi was wearing sunglasses as big as her tiny skull, and she was so happy that she jumped around.

"Mr. Yang, how about the place where the Skyward Giant Beast is?" Hans's dress was like Rambo in "The First Drop of Blood".

"I don't know, I may encounter some trouble."

"Boss, why are you carrying so many things?" Feng asked curiously.

"You will know then." Yang Jian took another bottle of soy sauce and stuffed it in.

In an abandoned factory, lightning and thunder sounds are heard from time to time.

Yang Jian hesitated at the door for a moment and walked in.

I saw a short man in a white coat holding an electric welding machine in his left hand and an electric welding mask in his right hand doing an evil experiment.

"Dr. Doug", Yang Jian walked over.

The welding mask was taken off, revealing Doug's old face.

"Mr. Yang, the second batch of dolls have been successfully developed!" Doug said excitedly.

He handed Mr. Yang a doll, "Mr. Yang, give it a try."

Yang Jian stared at the doll and was stunned for a moment. How should he use it?

You must not be fooled in front of your subordinates!

Yang Jian gritted his teeth.

Throw the doll into the sky and scream out, my Pokémon!

Yang Jian thought about it and probably this was the case.

He scratched his head and saw Doug looking at him with expectant eyes.

No matter so much, Yang Jian made up his mind.

He grabbed one of the doll's legs and threw it into the sky.

Yang Jian shouted domineeringly: "Come out! My doll!"

I saw the doll landing on a parabola.

"Bang!" The doll raised a lot of dust.

"Puff!" A crazy hunk got up with difficulty.

"Which master Aesby summoned me?" He waited and watched.

Then he saw that he had one leg missing.

"Wow!" Zhao Ke screamed.

"Where did my legs go?" He looked panicked.

When he saw that Yang Jian was still holding a broken leg in his hand.

"Damn it, let me give you my legs!"

Zhao Ke rushed over one by one.

After walking a few steps, he fell to the ground and died.

Yang Jian's forehead was sweating, and Doug next to him was also shocked and could not speak for a long time.

After some storm,

It's finally time to set off.

The group brought their luggage and waved goodbye to the crowd at the door.

Yang Jian held Ophelia's hand.

"Fei'er, wait for my news," said Yang Jian.
Chapter completed!