Elf: Starting as the Fighting Gym Master, and being entangled by Nancy

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The two brothers, Hao Li and Heracross, also bid farewell to Li Xuan temporarily under the leadership of Riolu.

"Master Sakaki, are you coming to the dojo later?"

Standing at the door of the restaurant, Li Xuan looked at Sakaki who had just put down his phone and asked curiously.

"Next time, I still have some business to attend to."

Sakaki adjusted the collar of his suit, nodded slightly to Li Xuan, then turned and walked towards the hotel.

Seeing this, Li Xuan also took the other four back to the dojo.

……

In the center of the most prosperous street in Jinhuang City, the sign of Rainbow Hotel is particularly eye-catching in the afternoon sun.

This five-star hotel was secretly invested and built by the Rockets.

On the surface, it is the preferred place for business travelers to stay, but in reality it is the largest intelligence hub in the Kanto region.

Sakaki appeared in front of the revolving door, his shiny leather shoes reflected on the marble floor.

As the doorman saluted respectfully, no one noticed the faint "R" emblem on his tie clip.

From the manager to the cleaner, all the staff in this hotel are elite members planted by the Rockets.

"Mr. Sakaki, you're back. Is there anything I can help you with?"

A waiter in a neat uniform came forward, bowed slightly, and held a silver tray with a snow-white napkin in his hand.

And inside the napkin, a piece of white paper was faintly visible.

"No need."

Sakaki raised his hand to loosen his tie and tilted his head back, making it impossible to see the emotions on his face.

"Dinner will be delivered to your door as usual."

The elevator door just opened.

Sakaki was about to walk in, but his steps paused slightly.

As he picked up the napkin, his voice suddenly turned cold: "I don't want to be disturbed today."

"Yes, sir. Have a nice day."

The waiter maintained a perfect 45-degree bow until the elevator door was completely closed.

Sakaki stood alone in the ascending elevator, his gloomy expression reflected on the metal wall.

With a soft "ding" sound, the exclusive suite on the top floor has arrived.

"You're back."

Mewtwo stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, its long purple tail leaving traces on the carpet, and its voice was calm without any ripples.

"Someone attempted to steal the data in an attempt to replicate the miracle."

It turned around, a glimmer in its eyes, "And that idiot has been sent to the police station by you."

"Ok?"

Sakaki suddenly stopped unbuttoning his cuffs, frowning deeply. "You mean... they're targeting Mew?"

"not only that."

Mewtwo's tail slammed the ground, and his eyes returned from blue to their original state. "They even want to get their hands on the information of that special Poké Ball."

"No wonder seeing me was like seeing the Cat Boss."

Sakaki stopped what he was doing, and the terrified expression on Bixias' face when he arrested him appeared in front of his eyes.

He remembered that he had never invited Team Plasma, but this group showed up uninvited.

"Ah……"

Sakaki's sneer echoed in the suite, and his knuckles tapped against the solid wood desk, making a dull sound.

It turns out that this group of people had been planning this from the very beginning.

"Bixiasi, I treated you well, but you treated me like this."

Sakaki raised his hand and made a gesture of wiping his neck: "Those who backstab Team Rocket shall die."

"What about the Seven Sages of Team Plasma?"

Mewtwo asked.

"We're trying to play the long game. Since Team Plasma knows what we've done, it means they want that power too. So, we can just wait and see."

Sakaki stroked his chin, his other hand tapping the table faster and faster: "However, since they came to me on their own initiative, it's not impossible to add some ingredients..."

"What do you mean?"

When it comes to tactics, Mewtwo feels that he can't beat Sakaki.

It would like to know what kind of medicine is sold in Sakaki's gourd.

Sakaki chuckled, his hands balled into fists: "I want to give him a taste of his own medicine."

"Ok?"

Mewtwo was puzzled. It tilted its head and its long tail curled into the shape of a question mark behind it.

"You'll know then."

Sakaki waved his hand and walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of wine and poured it into the glass.

"Sure enough, the goblet feels better."

As he spoke, the amber liquid in the goblet swayed like waves.

Sakaki dissolved all the unfinished words in the whiskey.

"I really don't understand how you humans think. You don't even speak complete sentences. How do you say this on the internet? I think it's called the Riddler."

Mewtwo didn't want to bother with this matter anymore. His tail slapped the carpet impatiently and he changed the subject, "How's the development of the new power going?"

"The deployment in the Kalos region has been completed."

Sakaki shook his wine glass and said slowly, "Now, all we have left is the final crucial data."

"I hope you won't disappoint me."

Mewtwo teleported out of the hotel and flew into the clouds.

"Miao~" (There's a place here that serves delicious BBQ. Eat as much as you want. Do you want to join us? I'll treat you.)

Just as Mewtwo touched the clouds, Mew's voice suddenly rang in its mind, startling it so much that it suddenly stopped.

"Ok?"

Mewtwo frowned and glanced around, but saw no sign of Mew.

"Miao~" (I'm at the barbecue restaurant downstairs. If you want to come, hurry up. There's no fighting scene today. If you don't want to come, forget it. I'm also worried about the cost.)

This time the dreamy voice had clear coordinates.

Before Mewtwo could act, it added another sentence.

"Miao~" (Remember to turn into a human~ Otherwise I won't take you to eat!)

There was no room for doubt in the dreamy tone.

It’s like if Mewtwo doesn’t turn into a human, don’t even think about eating with it!

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Mewtwo was a little speechless.

But he still did as Menghuan said, transformed into a purple-haired man wearing a baseball cap, instantly appeared in a small alley, and walked out slowly.

"Sorry, little cutie, if you don't have a trainer to take you, you won't be able to eat barbecue~"

Not far away, the waiter was bending over to explain to Riolu.

As he was talking, the little guy's eyes suddenly lit up. He pulled the waiter's sleeve, pointed at the super dreamy figure, and gestured excitedly.

"Hey, is your trainer here?"

The waitress looked up in the direction Riolu pointed, and her eyes lit up when she saw the purple-haired man walking towards the alley.

"Excuse me, sir, are you the trainer of this Riolu?"

She trotted forward, her work badge swaying gently on her chest.

Mewtwo lowered the brim of his hat and snorted coldly, "Hmm."

"Mio~" (I told you I have a trainer, look~ now take me in~)

Little Riolu came over, picked up the ticket and handed it to the waiter.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to open the table now."

The waitress had a smile on her face as she walked in front, leading Riolu, Mewtwo and the others.