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A red roadster pulls up from around the corner.

Of course, ordinary sports cars will not attract Luo Yuan's attention. The reason why he noticed this sports car is because this sports car...

Overloaded!
The sports car with a rated capacity of only four people originally carried seven or eight people.

"What does Junsha in Hualan City do? This sports car is obviously seriously overloaded. Didn't anyone stop him?"

When Luo Yuan was complaining, the sports car drove all the way to the door of the ice cream shop.

squeak--

Hearing the screech of brakes, the sports car was parked in front of the store.

A boy with brown hair and a hedgehog head, wearing sunglasses opened the car door chicly, and the girls in the car who were dressed like cheerleaders also filed down.

"Master Xiaomao's parking action is so handsome!"

"Master Xiaomao actually stopped to buy ice cream for us, so touched."

A group of chirping voices poured into the originally quiet ice cream shop.

"Xiao Mao?"

Luo Yuan looked carefully at the young man with a hedgehog head surrounded by a group of women, who else could it be if it wasn't Dr. Oki's grandson Shigeru Oki?

"Memory is a bit fading."

Luo Yuan knocked himself on the head. Recently, he was always thinking about the Rockets. When he saw the red sports car and the support team, he didn't react immediately.

Moreover, according to the memory of his predecessor, he seems to know Xiaomao.

I still remember when I was a child, my predecessor and Xiaomao grabbed the tail of the green caterpillar, but I was chased by a group of big butterflies...

"Let's say hello, after all, the predecessor and the other party are also considered friends."

Thinking of this, Luo Yuan walked over.

"Xiao Mao!" Luo Yuan greeted, "Long time no see!"

"You are... Luo Yuan?" Xiaomao took off his sunglasses, showing a surprised look: "Why are you here?"

But before he could continue speaking, suddenly there was another sound of sudden braking outside, and the heroic Junsha jumped off the motorcycle.

From far away, Junsha shouted to Xiaomao and his group: "The owner of the red sports car, you are suspected of being seriously overloaded, please show your driver's license immediately!"

"..."

"..."

Luo Yuan glanced at Xiaomao, who couldn't hide the embarrassment on his face.

The two had just met, and he was approached by Junsha, which was really embarrassing.

But Junsha came to the door, and at this time he didn't care about pretending, he quickly put the sunglasses in his pocket, and ran to Junsha to explain in a low voice.

In the end, he talked badly and won Miss Junsha's forgiveness as a rookie trainer. In the end, he was fined 1 yuan plus a warning.

Looking at the back of Miss Junsha and the ticket in his hand, Xiaomao felt like crying.

"This story tells us not to drive dangerously."

Luo Yuan complained silently in his heart.

But as a friend, he certainly can't sprinkle salt on Xiaomao's wound at this time, at least he should save Xiaomao some face.

Luo Yuan consciously didn't mention Xiaomao's fine: "Are you also here to challenge the gym?"

Xiaomao was relieved to hear that Luo Yuan didn't mention that he was fined for overloading, and then he was surprised: "How do you know?"

"Of course I'm also here to challenge the gym."

Luo Yuan smiled slightly.

"But I remember you going to be a Pokémon prosecutor?" Xiao Mao asked doubtfully.

In Xiaomao's impression, Luo Yuan entered the Pokémon prosecutor system as an outstanding graduate.

"I can't help it. I was pushed out as a scapegoat by a child of a certain family. I couldn't bear the anger, so I resigned. I just came out to be a trainer and walked around." Luo Yuan shrugged.

"Is there such a thing? Who is it? Tell me, I promise he won't be able to eat and walk around!"

Xiao Mao was immediately angry when he heard this.

How dare he bully his friends of Oki Shigeru, do they really think that their Oki family's influence in the alliance is fake?
"Okay, I will avenge this revenge in the future, so don't worry about it." Luo Yuan was still very moved by Xiaomao's statement that he could stand up and help him out, but he really didn't take the guy who tripped him up seriously.

For the Rockets, he always hates it whenever he wants, and he will clean up that kind of stuff whenever he has the opportunity in the future, so don't worry about it at all.

Seeing that Luo Yuan really didn't mean to force it, Xiao Mao felt relieved and hit Luo Yuan's shoulder with his fist with a smile.

"Well, how many badges have you got?"

"One, the gray badge of the Nibi Gym."

Hearing Luo Yuan's answer, this made Xiao Mao, who wanted to show off, a little depressed: "Well, I have one too, but I will definitely get the blue badge of Hualan gymnasium before you!"

Xiaomao said swearingly.

"Oh?" Luo Yuan smiled slightly: "Then you will be disappointed! There are a lot of people challenging the Hualan gymnasium today, and they have already started queuing up. I have already been ranked, so you are destined to be behind me."

"..."

Xiaomao looked up at the sky.

"No, I have to line up too!"

After buying ice cream for his girlfriends, Xiaomao took Luo Yuan and rushed to the Hualan Gym immediately.

Hualan Gym
"Eh? Boss, why are you back? You haven't arrived yet." Yongci asked when he saw Luo Yuan and Xiaomao who suddenly ran in.

"My friend, Xiaomao, he also came to line up." Luo Yuan pointed to Xiaomao and said, then pointed to Yuji and said to Xiaomao, "This is the younger brother I just recognized."

The two greeted each other.

"Yuji, where are you going now?"

"After this is over, it will be my turn next time, but..."

"But what?"

"But the three Hualan sisters seem to have no extra Pokémon!" Yuji said.

"Miss Sakura's Pokémon is the last one left. Miss Iris's Pokémon are all in the Pokémon Center. Only Miss Peony has three Pokmon left."

"That is to say?" Luo Yuan had a bad feeling.

"That is to say, I'm afraid that after I finish the challenge, boss, you won't be able to continue the challenge." When Yuji said this, he was obviously a little embarrassed.