Xuanhui paid attention to the sleeping state of the two Pokémon and sat quietly on the side.

Any action can touch the sleeping Pokémon, he just doesn't want the Pokémon to be woken up by him and give up the time to sleep.

Even if he, no matter how bad a trainer is, he should know how difficult it is for Pokémon to go through a battle.

Since there is no way to send them to the Pokémon Center, at least this is not the time to disturb their rest.

Waiting for it to get completely dark, he could only sit on the edge of the bed, wrapped in a blanket and wait quietly.

At this moment, a sudden change is taking place in the villa on the other side.

I never thought that I would wait for a while and come down immediately, but I would have waited for so long.

"The mall is like a battlefield, you see, that kid is gone."

A middle-aged man stood in the middle of the room, and in front of him sat a green-haired boy wrapped in ropes, and his backpack was thrown on the bed.

"Is money the main driver of social trends?" The middle-aged man showed a mouthful of gold teeth and put a gold card inlaid with diamonds on the table, "Interests always override friendship and love, I think he must have received a lot of benefits before leaving, if you can understand this, you are my son, and you can be qualified to continue to use the gold card." ”

"Hmph, I'm sure he's not going to go, I'm sure he's going to do it because I'm friends with him." The green-haired boy struggled hard, but it was still in vain.

"Really? Then you can listen to the butler when he comes up and reports the situation to me. The middle-aged man said.

Although the middle-aged man tried his best to say good things and treat his son like a pleaser, he didn't get any benefit, but he still made his children hate him completely.

But in any case, since it was said that it had not had the desired effect, he was tied to the room with a rope and forbidden to come and go freely.

After all, he is the owner of this castle, and the other people live in this castle temporarily, serve, and even work, even if they see the master treating their children like this, they dare not speak out.

When the child grows up to 10 years old, he is still alone, and he doesn't even have a friend to play with, and usually 10-year-old children from other families can already memorize the attribute battle table, or have obtained the permission of their parents to have a Pokémon of their own.

Brother Yao's childhood was not so depressed, but he had a mother who loved him since he was a child, and Brother Yao inherited part of his mother's bloodline, long green hair, a slender figure with a golden ratio, and a pair of silver-white eyes, as bright as gems.

Although he does not have the right to play like other children, he has plenty of food and clothing.

Even at this age, there are already two private breeding houses filled with injured Pokémon picked up on the side of the road.

Young, abandoned Pokémon are temporarily adopted, and if they are unwilling to leave, he can even guarantee to take care of them for the rest of their lives.

He can't take care of the Pokémon's daily life every day, but Yam and Jiri are temporarily taken care of and managed.

"Think about it, what's not to be satisfied with." The middle-aged man's voice continued to be vivid, and he came: "Like those mediocre people, do you plan to become a countryman in the rest of your life?" ”

"We are upper-class people, we should live like nobles, you are the prince in this castle, you must have a princely status, don't forget that."

"Don't think I don't know what you're doing out there these days when I'm away."

"Set up a stall, you will really disgrace the Gattuso family."

...

"Sir!"

The butler looked tired, stayed at the door and listened for a while, and then silently rounded the scene for everyone.

He felt that it was time to say something, and it was this that saved Natsume Gattuso from his father's continued scolding.

Because this will only make his father's image plummet again, and the ugly image of money worship is also the reason why Cadjatuso is criticized.

Now even his own son will be far away from him.

Before serving this family, Mr. Housekeeper was a man who grew up watching this young lady.

The young lady grew up and found a suitable husband to marry, and within a few years, the young lady of the Gattuso family died young.

At this point, Cady Gattuso changed his name and reorganized the family business.

Today, the family business is thriving, and it is losing its way in a moral and humane position.

The family business abandoned its responsibility to protect nature and began to buy land in large quantities, purchase and develop virgin forests.

The investment in real estate projects of enterprises has completely become a monopoly market predator.

Compared with the huge economic chain of the past, even if all the shareholders of the Gattuso surname protested at the same time, they could not resist the trend of the general trend.

"Let's go out and talk."

Caddy Gattuso closed the door in dismay.

"You're watching him here, don't let him go out a step."

In addition, two bodyguards wearing black Chao were guarding the door.

Cady Gattuso was biting his ears at the two bodyguards, revealing all the tricks his son might have used.

"Understood, sir, leave it to the professionals." The old butler said, "I have spent a lot of money to select professionals from the prison to ensure that the young master can be watched." ”

"That stinky boy talks too much, in addition to eating, feed him, don't loosen the rope for him." Caddy Gattuso reminded again.

The two bodyguards straightened their backs and said in unison, "Yes, boss, you can rest assured!" ”

"Well, yes, the test products that came this time are in good condition."

"However, you still can't be careless about dealing with that stinky boy."

Cad Gattuso nodded frequently, a little unsure of what to do with his son, and the idea of traveling seemed to have taken root in his young son's mind.

Unless Caddy Gattuso sent someone to follow his son all the way, he did everything and completely cut off his son's idea of going out.

When he grows up, he will learn the knowledge of family business management, but this will only make the son completely hate his father.

Who grows up and which son doesn't hate his parents for being in charge? Sooner or later, the son will also grow old and become a new generation of wordy old men.

After turning around, the two were already around the corner of the hallway.

Disappeared into the hallway, only the sound of going upstairs still echoed in the room.

The two guards didn't understand the meaning of those words, and they looked at each other.

Of course, being a guard here is much easier than watching the inmates in a prison, in fact, both of them think so in their hearts.

It's late at night, and I don't know how many hours have passed! In fact, the guards at the gate are a little overwhelmed.

To be honest, the environment here is much better than in prison, they feel that nothing has happened, and they have to fall asleep comfortably.

"Hey, it's not that easy to trap me." The green-haired boy stood up quickly, and the rope on his body was immediately released, and there were traces of bite from the edge of one place.

Natsume picked up the gold card on the table and put it in his jacket pocket with a wicked smile, "Good bite, big wolf dog." After saying that, he returned to his place and thanked the wolf dog, took out the Poké Ball from under the special shoe, and retrieved it.

The pair of shoes was originally deliberate, and a good pair of shoes was wasted, but it gave him a chance to escape.

Put on new shoes and release one of the Pokéballs hidden under the bed.

A sharp proboscis bulge with a leaf on the forehead that curls up in a roll at night, a proboscis leaf that doesn't look very energetic.

After seeing his master, the sleepiness on his face suddenly disappeared.

seemed to want Zhang Yang to scream and roll around in the arms of the fallen master.

"Shh Natsume Gattuso stepped forward and grabbed the proboscis leaf and patted it lightly on the shoulder.

He then took out two corks and said softly, "Proboscis leaf, use your best grass flute sound." "Immediately, stuff it into your ears.

The door was slightly open, and the two bodyguards at the door leaned against the edge of the door with high morale, smoking cigarettes, and they no longer knew what they were doing here.

Seeing a skinny proboscis leaf coming out of the door, their faces all showed a look of hell, at this time, there should be no grass-type Pokémon still awake, right? Especially in the proboscis lobe, sleeping late until the morning is not in good spirits, which can easily affect the state of the day.

"Uh~" just when I was about to say something.

The proboscis leaf stretched out his hand slightly, and the two stared blankly, and after being silent for a while, they saw the proboscis leaf feeling a green leaf from behind.

Put it at the corner of your mouth and blow it slightly.

"Di~~"

Soft sounds sound slowly, picking up with the tempo.

The bodyguard began to consciously shake his head to stay awake, but he still couldn't stop the flute sound of the proboscis lobe from penetrating his brain.

"Pounce~" The two leaned on each other and fell asleep.

"Proboscis leaf, has it been solved?" Natsume Gattuso poked his head out of the door and asked softly.

Proboscis gently knocked on the door of the room, and when the door opened, it rushed into Natsume's arms and twisted again.

After Natsume Gattuso satisfied the love of the proboscis leaf, he took it back with concern, walked back to the house, and took out a thicker rope and handkerchief.

Maliciously took out a marker, scribbled on the bodyguard's face, covered his mouth, and tied it up with a rope.

After doing all this, he returned to his room with his backpack.

Lock the door, open the window, and throw it down from the castle with a rope that has been prepared in advance.

Then, he slowly descended from the rope from above.

This was supposed to be the quickest way to escape, and the response produced by taking the stairs, even if he deliberately erased it, would not work for his skeptical father.

"Hey, okay."

After repeated experiments, this time he finally landed in the open space as quickly as possible.

No one is still awake at night, and he always takes advantage of this time to do experiments, and no one will notice what often happens here.

He shook the rope a little, put it in his backpack, and swaggered towards the door on his own.

However, when he was about to walk out, in an instant, he saw a figure already walking towards him.

Before he had time to look at his face, the figure had already walked forward quickly, covered his mouth, controlled his two arms with his backhand, leaned lightly on his ear, and said, "Don't make a sound, follow me." ”