Elf: Is the bear apprentice the weakest? I'll shatter the sky with my fists.

"Several people..."

He walked slowly forward, his boots intentionally or unintentionally stepping on the shipping manifest. "What good stuff is in this container?"

The voice was very soft, yet it made the workers freeze in place.

Dragonite's tail quietly coiled around the harbor cable, the metal core creaking under its weight.

The bald, burly man's Adam's apple bobbed, and cold sweat trickled down his temples.

A young worker behind him suddenly turned and ran, revealing a Poké Ball tucked into his waistband as the hem of his work clothes flipped up.

The Rockets' signature "R" logo on the ball's shell was particularly eye-catching in the morning light.

A loud crashing sound came from inside the container at just the right moment, as a sharp claw scraped against the metal plate inside.

Li Chen's waveguide power clearly detected that it was the commotion of at least twenty pangolins moving at the same time.

Hear this.

Li Chen's gaze darkened.

He never expected that Team Rocket would dare to engage in such brazen Pokémon smuggling activities in the Kanto region, where the League headquarters is located.

Several workers were clearly flustered, their eyes darting around.

The bald, burly man at the head of the group tried to appear calm, but his constantly trembling legs betrayed him: "These...these are all legally transported goods, with all the proper documentation..."

Dragonite keenly sensed the trainer's change in mood, and its broad wings spread slightly, casting a shadow on the dock.

It gently tapped the container with its paw, and immediately a rustling sound and a soft whimpering could be heard from inside.

Li Chen stepped forward slowly, his fingertips lightly tracing the locks on the container: "Really? Then why don't we open it and take a look?"

His voice was calm, yet it made the surrounding air freeze.

The workers looked at each other, their foreheads beaded with cold sweat.

One of them secretly reached for his waist, but was frozen in place by a look from Dragonite.

Fine beads of sweat glistened on the bald, muscular man's forehead in the morning light. His rough fingers unconsciously rubbed the hem of his uniform, wrinkling the fabric.

"This...this..."

His gaze darted left and right, but he dared not meet Li Chen's eyes. His thick lips moved, but he could not form a complete sentence.

Those calloused hands would sometimes reach for their work badge at their waist, and sometimes nervously tug at their collar, as if they suddenly felt that the uniform collar was too tight for them to breathe.

When Dragonite deliberately stomped his foot, he visibly trembled and almost stepped on his own tool bag.

"We were really just following procedure..."

His voice grew softer and softer, and he almost swallowed the last few words.

The coughing of his companion behind him made him even more flustered, and he accidentally kicked over a paint bucket at his feet.

A cold smile crept across Li Chen's lips as his Aura clearly detected the fear in every Pokémon inside the container.

Those chaotic fluctuations in life all bear the scars of trauma from being hunted.

"Procedure?" He took a step forward, his boot soles grinding against the still-wet red paint on the ground. "You mean the procedure of forcibly subduing someone using an electric grid?"

Dragonite's tail suddenly swept across the surface of the container, the metal shell emitting a dull echo.

The Pokémon inside seemed to sense something, and the commotion suddenly intensified.

The scratching of the pangolin's claws, the ultrasonic waves of the supersonic bat, and Casey's weak sobs intertwined, sounding like weeping blood to the waveguide's perception.

The bald man's back was soaked with sweat, and his work clothes clung tightly to his skin.

He opened his mouth as if to explain, but fell silent the moment he met Li Chen's eyes.

The blue light flowing deep within those pupils seemed to be able to see directly through all the sordid transactions in his memory.

Just then, Li Chen's wave power suddenly detected the malice coming from behind.

Without turning his head, he swung his hand back—

boom!

A figure flew backward like a rag doll, crashing heavily into the stacked cargo containers.

The stun gun in the worker's hand was still crackling, but he had already passed out.

Dragonite didn't even have time to turn around; it only saw the trainer's clothes swirl sharply in the air.

The bald man and the other workers froze on the spot, their faces ashen.

The Pokémon inside the container seemed to sense the change in the outside world, and the commotion suddenly subsided.

The sea breeze, carrying a salty, fishy smell, swept across the dock, blowing the walkie-talkie dropped by the attacker to Li Chen's feet. Intermittent commands came through: "...hold him off...the captain is already..."

Li Chen picked up the walkie-talkie, his fingertips lightly tracing the Team Rocket logo on the casing. A playful smile curved his lips, but his eyes held no mirth: "Looks like your boss is already on his way?"

The voice was so flippant, as if it were talking about the weather, yet it made the bald man's knees buckle uncontrollably.

The Dragonite spewed out a wisp of flame, melting the walkie-talkie into twisted scrap metal, the pungent smell of burning plastic filling the morning breeze.

Li Chen turned to look at the northern suburbs of Kuye City, where unnatural thunderclouds had gathered in the sky at some point.

However, this was not the work of Ma Xueshi.

ta ta ta ......

A series of unhurried footsteps approached from afar.

The newcomer wore gleaming military boots, and his short, blue hair shone with a cool luster in the morning light.

The brim of the black navy cap was pulled down just right, concealing the eyes while revealing the well-defined jawline.

He stopped five paces away, placed his right hand on his chest, and gave a standard nautical salute: "Nice to meet you, I am Lance."

Their deep voices carried a deliberate elegance, as if they were on a luxury cruise ship rather than a smuggling dock.

Li Chen's pupils narrowed slightly.

This seemingly polite man is one of the four generals of Team Rocket, a senior officer of the team.

Dragonite's wings unconsciously spread out completely because it noticed that Lance's left hand was always in his pocket, where faint energy fluctuations unique to Ultra Balls could be heard.

Li Chen's fingertips tapped lightly on the metal shell of the container, producing a rhythmic sound: "The four generals of Team Rocket are personally involved, so this shipment must be very valuable? Besides these seemingly ordinary Pokémon, what else is inside?"

Lance chuckled softly, removing his naval cap and pressing it to his chest. This gesture made him look more like a teacher at a prestigious school than a member of a criminal organization: "No wonder he's someone who can alarm the boss."

He took half a step forward, his military boots crunching over the red paint stain on the ground: "Instead of dealing with these small fry here..."

He pulled a gold-embossed invitation from his pocket with his right hand. "How about we move to a luxury cruise ship for a cup of black tea?"

The invitation gleamed eerily in the morning light, and Dragonite keenly noticed that the paper was soaked in neurotoxin.

Lance always wore a polite smile, but the calculation in his eyes was deeper than the waters of Kuye Harbor.

A cruise ship that should have been seized by the alliance is now quietly moored at a private dock three nautical miles away.

Li Chen didn't even lift his eyelids: "No need."

Before he could finish speaking, Lance's navy cloak suddenly fluttered.

"Crossbat, Air Blade!"

A purple shadow flashed out from under the cloak like lightning, its four wings vibrating with a piercing buzz.

Dozens of transparent wind blades tore through the air, completely enveloping the spot where Li Chen was standing.

Dragonite roared and tried to charge forward, but the trainer stopped it by raising his hand.

Li Chen's figure blurred for a moment as the wind blade struck his body.

As the Crobat completed its attack spin, it realized its blade had only sliced ​​through an afterimage. The real target stood behind Lance, its finger lightly poking at the back of his neck, a vital spot.

"A sneak attack is not the way to treat a guest."

Li Chen's voice rang close to Lance's ear, and his warm breath made the hairs on the head of Team Rocket's fourth general stand on end.

Suddenly, an eerie red light shone from the puddle on the dock. Lance's Gyarados Poké Ball had already activated automatically, but it was too late.

Dragonite's tail swept across first, pinning his navy cap to the container, the brim only half an inch from his throat...

Lance's pupils contracted sharply, and the cold touch on the back of his neck caused his thoughts to momentarily freeze.

How could that be...?

His Crobat is a specially trained assassin whose air blades are even faster than bullets.

However, Li Chen not only easily dodged it, but also circled behind him in an instant.

This method of movement has surpassed human limits; it's more like the spatial jump of some legendary Pokémon.

Cold sweat slid down my spine.

Lance suddenly realized that his carefully laid trap was probably as childish as playing house in the eyes of his opponent.

His tactical foresight, his poisoned hidden weapons, and even his backup plan hidden three nautical miles away... were all meaningless in front of this man.

What's most terrifying is that the oppressive aura emanating from Li Chen at this moment is somewhat similar to that of Boss Sakaki.

But unlike other forces, this power also contains the depth of the ocean and the ferocity of the sky—like facing the pressure of Groudon, Kyogre, and Rayquaza at the same time.

The cross-bat hovered uneasily high in the sky, its animal instincts keeping it at bay.

This is simply beyond human capabilities...

Lance's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty, and for the first time in his life, he felt what "despair" meant.

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Chapter 629 VS Sakaki

Li Chen's voice floated like a ghost close to Lance's ear, but his warm breath made the Team Rocket executive feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar: "This is the first time a Team Rocket trainer has taken the initiative to attack me."

Each syllable felt like a dull knife scraping against Lance's nerves.

He could clearly feel Li Chen's fingertips hovering just three inches from the back of his heart.

That spot happens to be the connection point between the heart and spinal cord; given Li Chen's strength, it would be enough to kill him with a single blow.

The cross-bats cried anxiously high in the sky, yet dared not make any rash moves.

Do you know?

Li Chen suddenly chuckled, his voice carrying a chilling pleasure, "Your boss is much smarter than you..."

These words sent chills down Lance's spine. Only then did he belatedly realize that the lining of his suit was already soaked with cold sweat.

Lance managed a stiff smile, his voice dry as if sandpaper scraping: "What would it take for you to show mercy, sir?"

His fingertips trembled slightly at his side.

The intelligence department clearly stated that the target was just an ordinary Heavenly King-level being, who would have thought it would be this kind of monster!

"Whoosh~"

Dragonite's breath swept across his carefully styled sideburns, ruining his hair, which was held in place by hair gel.

Are you kidding me...?

Lance roared inwardly.

Shouldn't trainers of this caliber be searching for legendary Pokémon all over the world?

Why would someone be loitering around the docks like an undercover police officer?

He caught a glimpse of his face reflected in the oil slick, and his tearful expression was hardly what one would expect of the four generals of Team Rocket.

Even more humiliating, he found himself unconsciously using honorifics...

Just like when I first met Sakaki.

The scratching sounds of the pangolin inside the container sounded particularly jarring at that moment, as if mocking his overestimation of his abilities.

Li Chen's fingertips lightly traced the back of Lance's neck, slow and dangerous like a viper flicking its tongue: "Do you think... you still have room to bargain?"

The voice was so soft it was almost a whisper, yet it sent chills down Lance's spine.

Dragonite spewed out a burst of flame at just the right moment, melting the gold-threaded badge on his navy cap into charred remains.