The Pokémon Treatment Center was definitely one of the most amazing organizations in the world. It was open in almost every city, town, and island with people living on it, treating every passerby's elves.
It could be said that the Pokémon treatment center had become a part of every trainer's life. And that shockingly identical Joey also became the guardian angel in people's hearts.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the only Pokémon treatment center in the forest was a little tense. There were two groups of people confronting each other.
Billy roared angrily.
"Dayou, it's all your fault, you bastard! If anything happens to the little fire dragon, I won't let you off.”
The young man named Dayou crossed his arms in front of his chest with a disdainful expression.
"That kind of idiot, I can abandon him if I want to. The weak elves could not leave the fate of being abandoned.”
" You bastard…"
Dayou's face started to burn with anger.
"Foolish brat, call me a bastard again. Believe it or not, I'll beat you up!"
Billy was furious.
"Damn it! Pikachu…show him what you got!!”
" A pickup truck…"
Pikachu's face was also puffed up in anger, and his cheeks began to glow with electricity.
"I'm not afraid of you!"
Dayou waved his hand and took out a pile of sprite balls. He did not show any weakness and confronted Billy.
"You guys, stop fooling around…Elves are not tools for battle! Also, no fighting in the Pokémon Healing Center!”
A crisp female voice sounded in the ears of the two groups of people. It was Joey, a medical staff that was essential to every Pokémon treatment center.
The two groups of people would naturally listen to Joey's words. Every Joey was respected by everyone, and there were few people who would disobey Joey's words.
However, the anger in his heart dissipated so easily. He did not want to retreat, but he could not fight. They could only continue to confront each other awkwardly.
Bang!
A loud sound rang out, and the door of the Pokémon Healing Center was violently opened. A gust of cold wind rushed into the Pokémon Healing Center, causing the temperature of the entire Pokémon Healing Center to plummet.
The people in the confrontation subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound. Instantly, the expressions of the two groups of people changed.
The person who had entered the Pokémon treatment center was none other than Night God. At this moment, the Night God was still holding the weak little fire dragon in his arms.
The little fire dragon lay comfortably in the Night God's embrace, feeling that this embrace was really warm.
"Hey! That cold fellow at the door! You're hugging…my little fire dragon, right?”
The Night God narrowed his eyes, and a violent killing intent spread out in all directions. The temperature in the Pokémon treatment center dropped by another 30%.
This tyrannical and destructive killing intent directly enveloped the disrespectful Dayou. With steady steps, he arrived beside Dayou, who was enveloped by the killing intent and could not move.
A hand grabbed Dayou's collar and lifted him up from the ground.
With both feet off the ground and the collar of his neck being grabbed by someone, Dayou soon began to lack breath. His face was flushed red as he used all his strength to slap the Night God's rock-like arms.
"Sir, please let go. If this continues, he will die.”
Joey couldn't stand it anymore and tried to persuade him.
The Night God's eyes were like nothing as he spoke in a cold voice.
"Flying Mantis! Block her!"
With a flash of white light, the flying mantis that had been following behind the Night God as a guard came to Joey's side and pointed its blade that reflected a chilling light at Joey.
Qiao Yi was shocked by the blade and instantly took a few steps back, not daring to speak anymore.
The oxygen... was getting more and more scarce, and Dayou was already showing signs of fainting.
The people around him looked at this cold man with fear. This was…trying to strangle that young man to death!
Someone roared in his heart.
"Too brutal! He had just spoken rudely and strangled the other party to death. How could there be such a cruel man!”
The little fire dragon in the Night God's arms looked at the unconscious Dayou and a trace of pity flashed in its eyes. It rubbed its little head against the Night God's chest and let out a consoling cry.
Ye Shen looked down at the little fire dragon in his arms, then looked up at Dayou, who was rolling his eyes, and said coldly.
"Scum, you're lucky. I'll let you off this time!"
With a casual toss, he threw Dayou out like he was trash.
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