I’m a Pokemon Trainer in a Parallel World

Thanks to [the onlookers who drank soy sauce all the way] for your rewards, my mouth is stupid and thin-skinned, and other good things cannot be said, but...thank you very much!

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After dropping his cell phone, Zhou Jiang lay down on the table, just looking at the people and elves who were jumping around the campfire in the distance.

To be honest, it is difficult for Zhou Jiang to understand these behaviors.

Is this interesting?

Like a fool...

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Zhou Jiang heard the quarrel among the many noises.

Zhou Jiang looked over there and found a bunch of people gathering in front, blocking his vision.

After thinking about it, Zhou Jiang stood up. As soon as he stood up, he found that Xu Feng on the table next to him had also stood up. The two stood up almost at the same time, so they both saw the movement of the other side.

Both sides glanced at each other, and then both looked forward.

Zhou Jiang took off his slippers, stood on the chair and looked over there. He quickly found the three people in front of the crowd blocking him, one man and two women.

"Fuck!"

Looking at the three people over there, Zhou Jiang was startled.

Among the three, a man, a woman, and a woman were confronting each other. What the two said that Zhou Jiang couldn’t hear it, but it didn’t matter if they didn’t hear it. They must have quarreled anyway. It is Wang Qingyan who is facing a man and a woman confronting each other? !

Zhou Jiang and Xu Feng looked at each other. As soon as Zhou Jiang wanted to say something, Xu Feng took the lead: "Go and see, I'll be here."

"..."

Zhou Jiang looked down at the backpacks on the table, okay...someone really needs to watch here, and Xu Feng has already "allocated" a plan. Although he didn't discuss it with him, if he wants to stay If you are guarding here and let Xu Feng go, there must be a better reason...

Unfortunately, at this time, he had no reason to come up with flaws.

Go go go...nothing big anyway.

Zhou Jiang sighed. Well, Zhou Jiang touched the elf ball on his waist.

It's nothing serious...

...

He squeezed in from the crowd eating melons. At the moment Zhou Jiang squeezed into it, the little Ibrahimovic in Wang Qingyan's arms Kazuki had two ears, and then his head suddenly turned there. After seeing Zhou Jiang, he immediately moved from Wang Qingyan. He jumped out of his arms and ran towards Zhou Jiang.

Little Ibrahimovic's actions attracted the attention of the three people who were still theorizing, and they turned their eyes there.

Seeing the little Ibrahimovic running towards him, Zhou Jiang was only slightly surprised and didn't pay much attention. When it arrived in front of Zhou Jiang, he jumped up and jumped into his arms before he hugged him. He held it in his arms.

Holding Little Ibrahimovic, Zhou Jiang glanced at a man and a woman opposite Wang Qingyan, and then walked straight to Wang Qingyan. Not far from Wang Qingyan, Zhou Jiang asked, "What happened? ?"

"who are you?"

Before Wang Qingyan could speak, the man among the male and female opposite her spoke.

It's just that tone... something, Zhou Jiang thought to himself.

Zhou Jiang looked at him and answered indifferently: "Should you not introduce yourself before asking others? Is this the most basic etiquette?"

"..."

The man was choked for a while, and he was silent for a while, and he took a deep breath and said: "I don't want to know who you are, I just want to say, this Ibrahimovic is my friend, can I return it?"

"Puff-wheeze~ Ahem, sorry, I thought of something funny." Zhou Jiang waved his hand and apologized, although he knew no one would believe it.

Zhou Jiang looked at the man and said strangely: "Let's not say whether you are correct or not, but this Ibrahimovic is not under our control from beginning to end, right?"

As he said, Zhou Jiang squatted down slightly, spreading his hands, and little Ibrahimovic fell on the sand.

The little Ibrahimovic, who fell on the sand, turned around in a circle, then looked up at Zhou Jiang, yelling "Buyi~" with puzzled eyes.

Zhou Jiang touched its head, then stood up and looked at the man: "Look, it turns out that it is not that we control it, but that it does not want to go with you. As for the friend you said...hehe, I still I want to say that the elf in the elf ball on your waist belongs to my friend...you believe it?"

"..." The man frowned. The woman next to her was just about to come forward to speak, but was stopped by the man.

"I have evidence that what I said is true, I..."

As soon as the man was halfway through, Zhou Jiang interrupted him: "Forget it, from the current point of view, we can't believe you unless Ibrahimovic gets close to you."

As he said, Zhou Jiang touched Ibrahimovic's head, which jumped into his arms again. "But you see, it obviously doesn't want to go with you. We won't take it privately. If we can't find its owner, we Tomorrow it will be sent to the wizard center for Miss Joey to look after. If it is really the wizard of your so-called friend, then just let him go to Miss Joey."

Speaking of this, Zhou Jiang shook his head mockingly: "As for the evidence you mentioned, as long as Ibrahimovic can't prove it, it doesn't make any sense, but you can try it."

With that said, Zhou Jiang nodded to him.

Wang Qingyan walked to Zhou Jiang’s side and took Ibrahimovic back from Zhou Jiang’s arms. Little Ibrahimovic did not resist, and obediently let Wang Qingyan embrace him. Seeing this, the speculations of the crowd eating melons and public opinion almost all It fell to Zhou Jiang and the others.

After all, Zhou Jiang is telling the truth, you say so much, but Ibrahimovic is not close to you!

Everyone doesn't know if the friends you mentioned are true, but Ibrahimovic does not get close to them, but to Zhou Jiang and them. This is indeed obvious to all.

"I have his picture here, you can take a look."

At this time, the woman standing next to the man spoke.

Zhou Jiang's eyes turned from the man to her.

Seeing the woman "pointing" on the phone, Zhou Jiang felt a little bit convinced.

But this is not something he can decide. All decisions are made by Ibrahimovic.

Soon, the woman walked over with her mobile phone, and Zhou Jiang stared at each other closely.

Although it is very unlikely that the other party is a terrorist directly grabbing it, what if?

And this seems to be Zhou Jiang's first confrontation with someone, right?

So he was a little nervous... Now, as the woman came over, his muscles tightened slightly.

Fortunately, there was no exception.

The woman brought the phone to Ibrahimovic.

Looking at the pictures on the phone, Ibrahimovic was a little excited, and even jumped out of Wang Qingyan's arms. He was about to touch the ground when he saw it. Zhou Jiang held it with both hands.

The safe little guy didn't care about anything else, looked at the phone, "Buy~Buy!" yelled.

Listening to the slightly excited voice, Zhou Jiang lowered his head and asked: "How about it, is it your master?"

"Buy~!"

Ibrahimovic nodded excitedly, then looked back at Zhou Jiang.

Looking at Ibrahimovic's big shiny eyes, Zhou Jiang was taken aback.

"How do you believe it now?"

The words of the woman awakened Zhou Jiang.

Both Zhou Jiang and Wang Qingyan had seen the photos on the phone when they were watching them in Ibrahimovic. The photos were taken from the front. A man was standing there, smiling and facing the camera. It didn't look like they were taken in secret.

Most likely what they said is true, but...

Zhou Jiang looked down at Ibrahimovic: "How about it, do you want to go with them?"

"Buy~"

Hearing Zhou Jiang's question, Little Ibrahimovic's neck shrank, then he looked at the woman and Zhou Jiang again, hesitating. He didn't know the two people in front of him. Although he had a picture of the owner, he was still worried, but he wanted to return to the owner...

"Okay, well, if that's the case, let's do it first. We can't contact its owner now. We can only see it tomorrow. Let's exchange contact information. Let Ibrahimovic follow you first, and we will meet again tomorrow. "

Just when Ibrahimovic hesitated, the man spoke, and as he said, he passed a small note with the number written on it.

"but……"

"Okay!" The woman wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the man.

The man looked at Ibrahimovic and sighed: "No way, this little guy is very vigilant, but fortunately, being vigilant will not be deceived."

Zhou Jiang thought for a while and took the note from the man's hand.

"Then let's contact tomorrow~www.wuxiaspot.com~ around nine to ten in the morning, do you have time?"

The man nodded: "Well, let's do it, I'll bother you, let's go back to find that guy first, at this time the phone turned off!"

The man looked a little angry, and after saying goodbye to Zhou Jiang and the others, he took the woman away.

After they left, Little Ibrahimovic also calmed down, rubbing Zhou Jiang's chest, not knowing what to think.

Zhou Jiang sighed and looked at Wang Qingyan: "Okay, the matter is resolved, let's go."

"Ok."

Wang Qingyan nodded and followed Zhou Jiang towards Xu Feng, and the people who ate melons almost left after the two left. Only a few people in the same place were watching. They also wanted to see Zhou Jiang. After leaving, they completely dispersed.

As he walked, Zhou Jiang asked Wang Qingyan a question: "How did you meet? Aren't you on the campfire with Jiang Shui?"

With that, Zhou Jiang looked at Zhou Nan and the others who were jumping on the edge of the bonfire in the distance.

Wang Qingyan, who was following Zhou Jiang, sighed: "I was going to buy some juice and come back. Who knew I met them not far away..."

"Ok……"

Zhou Jiang gave up the idea of ​​continuing to inquire.

Wang Qingyan followed Zhou Jiang back to sit down there, and Xu Feng came over curiously to ask Zhou Jiang what happened.

Zhou Jiangbai glanced at him, really wanting to say "you want to know why you didn't go before", but after thinking about it, let's forget it. After seeing what I saw before and hearing about it from Wang Qingyan, I would sort it out by myself. I told him the speculation.

After hearing this, Xu Feng nodded, touched Ibrahimovic's head and sat back on the table over there, leaving Zhou Jiang and Wang Qingyan behind.

Well, there is another Ibrahimovic.