"Ignorant."
Mewtwo's eyes flickered, and the Xatu under its gaze immediately passed out.
Ye Qing rubbed his forehead, forcing down his nausea before looking up.
She was a woman with a smoking-hot figure and burgundy hair. Pale, ample flesh showed above the neckline of her leather jacket, and she wore black stockings below.
But now her face was ashen, and she slumped in her chair in despair.
"Nightingale? Where's the other one?"
Mewtwo asked calmly.
Nightingale's eyes were lifeless. The moment Mewtwo appeared, she had abandoned any hope of getting lucky.
"So that's how it is."
Although it sounded like a question, Mewtwo had no intention of letting her answer and simply read Nightingale's memories.
With a wave of one hand, it pulled a rope from a pile of scrap and bound her tightly.
Mewtwo said flatly, "Kill her. I'll deal with the last one."
Nightingale sat tied to the chair, her head lowered without a word.
With that, Mewtwo vanished from Ye Qing's sight, taking Nightingale's Pokémon and Poké Balls along. In its view, if Ye Qing couldn't even handle something this trivial, he wasn't worthy of calling it his brother.
Noticing that Mewtwo had left, Ye Qing swallowed. Although he knew Team R had sent her to kill him, he wasn't ready to kill someone just yet. After all, he was still a student...
Ye Qing took a deep breath, walked up to her, and asked, "Were you here to kill me?"
Seeing that Mewtwo had left, Nightingale suddenly felt a surge of desire to live. As for dealing with a mere kid, she saw no difficulty in that at all.
She deliberately thrust out her chest, fluttering her large eyes as she smiled seductively. "You wouldn't believe me if I said no. But... as long as you