Chapter 20
At around eight o'clock in the evening, Mo Yan took the three well-rested children back to Poké Ball, took the windfall that needed to be dealt with, and walked around to more remote suburbs.
At this time, Mo Yan is completely different. It is more troublesome to change his height, but his appearance and body shape are no longer the same.
The wide shoulders, fat waist and short body look like a greasy uncle, Mo Yan is quite satisfied with it. The little child's body is too thin, and it is easy to have a weak spot when disguised, and he has no choice but to make himself fat.
The underground trading market is not underground, but an abandoned factory in Cherrygrove City. At night, the place becomes lively, the midnight snack dance hall makes a lot of wind and water, and the trading area appears cold and cheerless instead.
Mo Yan knew that these were just blindfolds. He looked at the locations and signs of the temporary shops around, looked for one of them, and Mo Yan walked in directly.
There is no silhouette in the shop. The small door leading to the back is just lightly covered. Go inside and walk on a path with no light at all. Even if the underground trading market has arrived.
The underground trading market is completely indistinguishable from dirty, messy, and rundown. The bright neon lights illuminate the entire venue like daylight.
The shops on both sides don’t have any names. Mo Yan chose a relatively remote one. After walking in, they found that all the items that can be used by Pokémon are displayed. The number is huge.
"Black Glasses?" Mo Yan found a Pokémon Items with the same effect as Spell Tag, and couldn't help but raise some interest.
"Old Brother, Black Glasses, can enhance the formidable power of Dark Type Ability, are you interested?" Boss was a little surprised. It turned out to be a five or six-year-old young man who spoke very enthusiastically.
"Boss, how much does this thing cost?" Mo Yan pretended to be greasy and uncle, the thief asked eloquently, and at the same time, he did not forget to study whether there is any incomplete part of the Black Glasses.
The young man of "500,000 Alliance Coins at a price" didn't care about Mo Yan's expression, and replied very confidently.
"500,000? You robbed it, I don’t know if your thing is genuine!" Greasy Mo Yan immediately yelled, making a guest who just wanted to come in hesitated for a while, and turned to look for it. Another store.
"You... Tell me about a treasured Pokémon Items. The minimum is 500,000. This is a rare Black Glasses. If Johto Dark Type Pokémon is not very scarce, I would not sell it so cheap!"
Seeing the other party's excited rebuttal and loudly asking questions, Mo Yan was not anxious. The price of 500,000 is indeed low. It is because of the low that makes people doubt it.
Then there was a round of bargaining. Eventually, Mo Yan found that Black Glasses had a little missing corner. He seized this problem and his price was forcibly ground to 450,000, which was the limit.
"Help me wrap it up, your side..." Mo said hesitantly while transferring money.
"What's wrong. Has any waste been eliminated?" The young man took the words tacitly. In fact, very few people came to the underground market to buy things, and most of them came to sell things.
"It’s something that I don’t need. Do you accept the special Poké Ball and Top Rank Pokéblock?"
"Accept! Why not!"
Seeing that the time was about to come, Mo Yan looked around again, and then pointed to the backpack behind him. The young man immediately knew how to lead him to an independent negotiation room.
"Let's take a look, there are a lot of things in it, so I didn't organize it if it was too much trouble"
"Okay, I'll take care of it here, you just sit down," said the young man Take things from the backpack again and again.
A few minutes later, the young man crackled his calculator for a while, and finally gave Mo Yan a final number.
"730,000?" Mo Yan touched his abdomen, a little silent. He roughly estimated that these things are worth about 1 million, but the black market is a matter of principle.
"Okay, but I will add two more things. You can give me 1 million!" Mo Yan took out two Pokémon Pokédex from some place and put them on the table with an unquestionable expression.
"Pokémon Pokédex?" The young man's voice was a little floating, and suddenly he didn't dare to look directly at Mo Yan. This was the tricky thing.
"Why, don't you dare to pick up?"
"Pick up, why not! One million cash or transfer?" The young man clenched the teeth and directly pulled Pokédex over.
Pokédex is a machine for Common people, but it is a very good research object for many underground organizations and private research institutes.
"Cash it."
The transfer is impossible, so there are too many weak spots left. There is space for backpacks, and another 1 million is a trivial matter.
After taking 1 million, Mo Yan left this place without staying at all. The forest under the moonlit night is a good place to robbery.
As soon as Mo Yan got out of the downtown area, he immediately noticed that at least three groups of people were following him. A trace of disdain appeared at the corners of his mouth. Mo Yan directly released Zorua and Haunter.
Zorua Transform took his current appearance, rushing to the other side frantically, startled a piece of Pidgey.
Haunter grinned gloomily, and disappeared into place in a blink of an eye, and one of them had fallen into Hypnosis unconsciously.
There are only one group left, and Mo Yan doesn't want to entangle them. The three little ones are all Normal now, they can't hide, and they need to temporarily shut down.
In addition, if it is not the one who will kill, Mo Yan this life does not want to get too bloody, and throws them away after a few tossings, and escapes from Ability, but he is full of state.
"Cuso!"
"jié jié jié jié "
"Thanks for your hard work, go back and have a meal!" Take the two heroes back to Poké Ball, After Mo Yan went around in a circle, he quietly returned to the room he lived in. After tidying up and feeding the supper, Mo Yan quietly Calm Mind for two hours before dawn.
I put on a new backpack I bought, and like a trainer who just came out on a trip, after Mo Yan made a lot of purchases in Cherrygrove City, Shi Shiran rushed to the next town.
Entering the forest again, Mo Yan took out the three Poké Balls he had confiscated before, and first released only one Common Top Rank Sandslash.
"zhi zhi?"
Sandslash was involuntarily on guard when he didn't see his master, but was a stranger.
"Your master..." Mo Yan didn't give himself hatred, only that his master was dead, for unknown reasons, he was a good man and let him go.
"Squeak..." Although Sandslash was puzzled, he couldn't help but looked towards Poké Ball, who had imprisoned him, and Mo Yan would deliberately throw it away.
"ka-cha!"
Split with one move, Poké Ball becomes two halves, Mo Yan is a bit strange, that middle age person is so badly broken that he has Doesn't one maintain his Pokémon?
After that, Victreebel was released again, and the Poké Ball was still broken without the slightest hesitation and left. The situation did not change until Fearow came out.
"Li!" Fearow was so fierce that he didn't give Mo Yan a chance to explain at all, so he rushed over, and then... was taken in by Poké Ball.
Lock Poké Ball, Fearow is a rideable Pokémon. Although it is not strong, it is a bit more expensive than Pokémon of the same level, so let's sell it.