Pokémon Invasion Marvel

According to the statement from the Celestial Dynasty, his apprentice should call Emerson an uncle!

It's not too much for the master to teach the juniors a little bit!

Since he planned to do so, he proposed it, and he was not afraid of Emerson's rejection.

He was in front of Emerson, but he didn't have the burden of a big boss at all. At worst, he stalked him. It's not like he didn't do it when he was a child.

Emerson was waiting for Wilson's reply, but he didn't expect so many little things to turn in his heart.

"Emmerson, you don't know yet, I recently accepted a new apprentice, but you have a little nephew."

Wilson's tone was relaxed, as if chatting casually.

But what he said made Emerson's heart tremble.

Emerson had a bad premonition in his heart when Wilson said the word apprentice.

When Wilson finished speaking completely, he knew he was cheated.

Wilson is clearly a guy who looks after his own strength and wants to help him take care of his children while he wants to take on missions!

Emerson could even predict what Wilson's next sentence would be.

"Anyway, you are so strong, wouldn't it be a good thing to take your little nephew out to see him!"

Emerson didn't speak, but just looked at Wilson with such an expression.

But Emerson suddenly felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it, there was nothing wrong.

Wilson didn't care about Emerson's eyes. After living together for so long, he had already expressed immunity to Emerson's rich eyes, and he could not be moved at all.

Seeing that Emerson didn't immediately refuse, Wilson knew it was done.

"Thanks, brother!"

"and many more!"

Originally, Emerson was still thinking about what was wrong, but as soon as Wilson said this, he immediately reacted.

Why does Wilson's spoken language have a heavenly flavor? It feels like communicating with fellow villagers.

No wonder he felt something was wrong, it turned out to be Wilson.

"What, is there something wrong?"

Wilson was interrupted by him, not knowing what happened, and was looking at him suspiciously.

"No, tell me, what's the matter with your way of speaking?"

Emerson didn't answer him, but asked his own question.

"This is what you're talking about, how about it, does it look like a person from the Celestial Dynasty?"

Wilson also understood what was going on at this time, and showed off a little proudly.

Emerson: "..."

Emerson was a little speechless. When did this thing become like this? Why didn't he notice it before.

If it wasn't for the fact that Wilson's appearance hadn't changed, he would have been able to pass off the real one as someone from the Celestial Dynasty.

"Tell me, when did you learn it?"

Emerson looked like he was interrogating a prisoner.

"Do you remember that sentence?"

Wilson didn't answer his question directly, but asked him a question instead.

"Which sentence?"

Emerson was confused by his question and had no idea what he wanted to say.

Looking at him like this, Wilson knew that he didn't understand what he meant.

He sat up straight with his burly body, then spoke to Emerson with a straight voice, and said a sentence that he would never forget in his authentic Chinese language.

"Anyone who offends my celestial dynasty will be punished no matter how far away he is!"

While speaking, his expression was also solemn.

It seems that if there is any disrespect, it is a blasphemy of this sentence.

Emerson was silent for a moment, and there was no escape in his voice.

"Do you remember this sentence?"

How could Emerson forget this sentence, which he brought to this world from his previous life.

If I remember correctly, he only left this sentence in one place, and he never mentioned it after that.

Although Wilson did ask about it afterwards, he didn't expect Wilson to remember it until now.

"Emmerson, do you know, this sentence really made me realize the mysterious Celestial Dynasty!"

"I have never seen such a shocking domineering declaration!"

"So you deliberately learned the Chinese dialect just for this?"

Emerson didn't expect that the incident would have such a big impact on Wilson, so he wanted to make sure.

"Oh, that's not true. I just feel that I am also a half-celestial person, and I should also be able to speak the Chinese dialect."

Wilson made a breakthrough in a second, scratched the back of his head, and said.

"Half?"

Emerson repeated the word, with strong doubts in his tone.

Wilson leaned forward, bringing himself closer to Emerson, and then began to explain to him.

"Emmerson, I grew up with you, and you taught me all my fighting skills."

Seeing Emerson nodded, Wilson continued to speak.

"After so many years of getting along, although my appearance is still white, my heart is already very close to the people of the Celestial Dynasty."

"Plus, I learned the Chinese culture by myself, so it's not too much to say that I'm half a Chinese!"

"Not too much, you are right!"

Emerson followed his words.

He was recalling the past now, and he really didn't know that he had such a great influence on Wilson.

Shengsheng turned this purebred white man into a white-skinned and yellow-fleshed man.

Emerson suddenly felt very proud. This can be regarded as promoting the culture of the Celestial Dynasty, and he has achieved remarkable results.

However, Emerson did not continue this topic. Since Wilson has already studied the culture of the Celestial Dynasty, he will naturally look for the source of this sentence.

If you mention it, you will have to spend a lot of time.

Emerson glanced at Wilson with a half-smile, and changed the subject.

"Since you know what I taught you, then your apprentice shouldn't call me uncle."

Wilson: "..."

Seeing Emerson's expression, he knew there was a pit waiting for him, but he didn't expect it to be here.

But he is not the child he used to be, and immediately refuted Emerson's statement.

"No, my brother, it's actually different."

"Strictly speaking, I can only be counted as your brother, we are a family."

Wilson will not let him grasp this reason, otherwise he will have a headache in the future, and he will have to define this matter right now.

In the future, Emerson will bring up the old story again, but he knows this guy's bad taste very well!

"Okay, you're right."

Emerson saw that it was unsuccessful, so he stopped holding on to it. There are so many opinions about this matter.

He just wanted to tease Wilson and change the subject by the way.

Chapter 7 The only subordinate! (Please collect! Please recommend!)

After that, Wilson didn't stay too long. He briefly explained the situation of his apprentice, agreed on the meeting place, and left in a hurry.

Emerson watched the back of Wilson going down the mountain, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

The little guy who was always following behind his butt has grown up.

Then his expression changed suddenly, and he slapped himself on the forehead.

At the same time, there are still words in his mouth.

"Let you not ask clearly, let you not ask clearly!"

Wilson didn't leave just now, he could still hold on, and now that he was alone, he immediately showed his prototype.

Emerson is particularly regretful now and agreed to Wilson's request.

At first he thought Wilson's apprentice was a boy, and he didn't take it seriously.

He also guessed whether Wilson was not peaceful these days and wanted to let his apprentice hide here for a while.

He had already planned in his mind that when the little apprentice came over, he would directly apply the trick that was used on Wilson back then.

With Wilson as a successful example, even if he is really asked to teach, he is sure to do it well.

But what he never expected was that Wilson, a guy who could scare away a group of people by relying on his appearance, accepted a delicate girl as his apprentice.

This is really not in line with his personality, Emerson thought, shouldn't a gloomy and burly guy like Wilson find a strong man of the same size as his apprentice?

"Could it be that this guy secretly hides a girl's heart?"

Emerson stroked his slightly stubbled chin, slandering Wilson in his heart.

Keeping this matter in mind, Emerson decided that if he had a chance in the future, he must test Wilson.

Then he turned around and walked towards the courtyard. The matter had been agreed, so he had to work hard to complete it.

What he did just now was nothing more than Emerson playing tricks.

These years, he spent two-thirds of his time living alone in the vast jungle, and he developed this habit of self-relieving without knowing it.

As for the carp king, in the early years the carp king couldn't leave the water, and he didn't dare to let him out in the jungle, otherwise he would be feeding the crocodile.

And when the carp king became stronger, he also didn't dare to let him out easily because of his shocking size.

Although he can also communicate with the carp king through the poke ball, although the carp king is much more intelligent than his peers, he can't speak after all, so he can only call a few times at Emerson as a response.

Over time, Emerson has developed this habit.

The courtyard was too small, so Emerson returned to the house in two or three steps.

Sitting on the chair, Emerson took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Quickly edited a message and hit send.

"Put down what you're doing and do something with me."

As soon as the message was sent, the other side replied back, as if it had been waiting beside the phone.

"Got it, boss."

This is the way Emerson came up with. Since it is difficult for him to teach the young apprentice, he should find someone who can handle it.

And after having this idea, a smiling pretty face immediately appeared in his mind.

It's his only subordinate, Aning!

Aning was picked up by him.

That was a few years ago. He went deep into the jungle alone in order to find the treasures of heaven and earth.

When he was about to come back, he found Aning unconscious in the woods.

Emerson didn't know about Aning's past, and since Aning didn't tell her, he never asked her.

He knew that there was a story about Aning, otherwise, how could such an extraordinary woman be unconscious in the depths of the jungle alone.

But he is not interested in Aning's secret.

At that time, all his thoughts were on the carp king.