Long ti no see.
Surprise filled Baimu’s eyes.
He looked at Xiaoyao again and found her attire had turned into the Gemstone Reproduction version, especially the headscarf tied like rabbit ears, which looked quite cute.
"Let go of ! Get him, boys!"
The curses echoed in his ears.
He turned his head, suddenly yanking the arm he was holding, causing the Mohawk’s swung fist to miss, and the man himself lost his balance in shock.
With a little more strength, the Mohawk instantly spun 180 degrees, turning his back towards him, his arm bent against his back.
"Ouch! Ouch ouch ouch—"
The Mohawk cried out loudly, prompting his lackeys to shout for several nearby Poochyenas to attack Baimu, but the invisible Dragapult was quicker.
Suddenly, a white light flashed before the barking Poochyenas, leaving a clear energy trail in mid-air like a glaring white streak.
In an instant.
A series of firecracker-like blasts sent the Poochyenas flying back with whimpers.
The Bosozoku were shocked, Xiaoyao and Xiaosheng exchanged glances, holding their Pokeballs. They hadn’t even had a chance to release their Pokémon!
"Where did the attack co from?"
"This guy’s weird—hey? Isn’t he the guy from the ship?"
"Damn!"
The Bosozoku seed to suddenly rember who Baimu was and exclaid.
Just as the Mohawk was about to say sothing, an ache ca from his knee, followed by a heavy force from behind, causing him to stumble and crash into his lackeys, emitting various cries.
"Scram!"
Baimu shouted angrily.
As if in response to his words, red and blue lights from police sirens suddenly flashed from the sky, the sirens growing closer.
The Mohawk, helped by his lackeys, awkwardly got up, turned to look at Baimu’s obscure face in the dark, feeling a chill down his spine, hesitated for a few seconds, and hurriedly left with his lackeys and Pokémon without daring to utter a harsh word.
"Tch."
Baimu furrowed his brows.
Annoying.
These fly-like guys are really everywhere, yet they only commit minor cris. Even Miss Jun Sha can only lock them up for a few months, sotis even for just two days.
He thought, they should be directly sent to plant trees in the desert if they refuse to change, or at worst, dig mines in the cave.
Ore clearly needs people...
"Brother Baimu, you’re amazing!" Xiaosheng’s excited shout interrupted his thoughts.
Baimu’s expression quickly softened, turning to look at the siblings, especially the famous female character in the Pokémon series—Xiaoyao.
"Are you guys okay?"
He asked.
"Of course we’re okay!"
Xiaosheng chuckled, curiously looking around, seemingly searching for the Pokémon that had just acted, but alas, Dragapult remained hidden, and Brother Dragapult was forcibly silenced by its sister.
Several months have passed since then, and this kid’s height hasn’t grown much, still wearing black-frad glasses, but his temperant has beco much more stable.
It seems he’s accumulated quite a lot of precious experiences during his journey in Unova.
"Thank you very much for your help."
Xiaoyao noticed Baimu’s gaze and thanked him too.
Her change is not just in her attire; after several years of adventure across regions, she’s long shed the naivety of the Advanced Generation... just not as tall as imagined.
Is she 1.5 ters tall?
She should be.
Watching the animation from Ash Ketchum’s perspective, it always seed this kid was at least 1.6 or 1.7 ters.
"I’m relieved to see you so healthy."
He patted Xiaosheng’s shoulder, then smiled at Xiaoyao, "I’ve heard your na often from Xiaosheng, seeing is believing... Hoenn Dancer?"
"Uh hahaha, actually, just call Xiaoyao." Xiaoyao blushed awkwardly when called by her nickna, instinctively using her always ambiguous catchphrase, "I might be a bit far from living up to this title."
"Maybe", "perhaps", "probably"... it even rubbed off on the newborn Manaphy in ’Prince of the Azure Sea’, going around saying ’perhaps, perhaps’ like calling for mom.
Baimu replied, "That’s not true, I often watch your gorgeous performances, you’re definitely a winning seed in this Mikoli Club."
"That’s right, that’s right, sister, you’re a seed-level competitor! And Brother Baimu is your strongest fierce rival!" Xiaosheng nodded approvingly on the side.
Though he hasn’t made a na for himself, since finding Baimu’s Gorgeous Competition performances online, he’s been closely following him, frequently pushing his sister to watch as well.
"Perhaps... maybe."
Xiaoyao still felt sowhat embarrassed, confident in her abilities but not yet to the level where she could easily accept such praise from others.
anwhile.
Miss Jun Sha arrived on her motorcycle, looking at the three present, "Who called the police?"
"I did." Baimu raised his hand under Xiaosheng’s puzzled gaze and walked to Miss Jun Sha with his phone, "Take a look at these people, they ca looking for trouble earlier when I was on the ship..."
In reality, it was Porygon II who called the police, but it didn’t matter who explained.
He showed Miss Jun Sha the photos taken by Porygon II using public caras. After listening to the incident and confirming with Xiaoyao and Xiaosheng, she received the related photos from Baimu, saluted, and promised to keep an eye on them.
Verbal disputes would mostly land these people in a cell overnight, but if Miss Jun Sha kept a close watch, it would be a different story.
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