Jubilife Breeding Center
Just moments ago, when the red-haired individual commanded Nidoking to use Earthquake, Lucario knew that the newcomers meant trouble.
"Luca, Luca."
Lucario immediately gathered Metagross, Dragapult, and Drakloak together.
"Luca, Luca."
Metagross and Dragapult flew into the sky.
Meanwhile, Lucario and Alan rushed toward the entrance.
(Stall for time first.)
"Why? I can fight—don't worry."
Alan, a three-time Pokemon World Martial Arts Tournament Champion, who stood 2.06 meters tall and weighed 125 kilograms, was very confused.
(No, they wouldn't just come attacking for no reason. We need them to state their purpose.)
"Smart, Lucario! I'll listen to you."
Even though there were seven people opposite them holding baseball bats, Alan could tell they weren't trained fighters.
Holding baseball bats, wearing heavy eyeliner, and using fierce glares might frighten ordinary people, but trying to intimidate Alan? No way.
"Now, it's you who can't leave."
As soon as Wayne finished speaking, Metagross and Dragapult descended from the sky, blocking the bikers' path.
And behind them was a large group of Beedrill, Butterfree, Fearow, Pidgeot, and the Staraptor evolutionary line!
Large shadows blocked the light, and without exception, their eyes gleamed ferociously!
Lance's eyes lit up. "Fearow and Pidgeot are together, and they're not fighting!"
Cynthia whispered, "They're all wild Pokemon."
During her stay at the Breeding Center, Cynthia had seen all these Pokemon. They all lived nearby.
Because Fearow and Pidgeot had reached a temporary wartime agreement, both sides agreed to protect the Breeding Center first, forming a united front.
The ground subtly trembled, and dust billowed in the distance.
Led by Tauros, Rapidash, Bibarel, and other Pokemon were running in groups from the base of the mountain.
On the head of the leading Tauros, there was even a Drakloak perched. "Durururu!"
"Moo!!!"
(Gather—it's a team fight!)
At Tauros's command, the Pokemon surrounded the bikers.
A black and blue figure leaped through the forest.
Luxray jumped down from a tree, baring its fierce fangs at the bikers, electric arcs flickering across its body.
Luxio and Shinx arrived shortly after.
Shinx roared powerfully.
"Oww!!!"
Then, Arcanine, who used to be a police dog, agilely leaped over the Pokemon's encirclement and came to Wayne's side.
"Woof!"
Wayne gently stroked Arcanine's mane. "Do you want to help me too?"
"Woof!"
"Very well, then let's fight side by side!"
Up front, there were also Alan and Lucario, who had taken up their stances.
And Leon, holding a shovel, emerging like an old general taking the stage, yelling "Waa-ya-ya!"
"Son, what's happening?"
"I'll explain later."
"B-b-brother, what's going on?"
"You ask me—who should I ask?!"
The seven Rainbow Biker Gang members instinctively huddled together, and their Pokemon were no longer arrogant.
Because they clearly understood that this group of wild Pokemon was truly enraged.
The wild Pokemon surrounding them were just waiting for Wayne's command. They would swarm them and tear them to shreds.
The wild Pokemon encircled Wayne and the bikers, and in the sky were Pidgeot, Fearow, and Beedrill.
Looking at the shattered bricks, the damaged gate, and the charred exterior of the front desk service center...
Wayne looked at the side quest he had just received.
Protect the Breeding Center: Self-restraint makes people yield, not because I am weak; maintaining integrity when others are wild, protecting employees and customers from harm.
Quest Reward: Unknown.
Wayne looked at Alan and Lucario.
"It's your turn to perform. Teach them a lesson."
"Alright."
Alan stretched his body, flames burning fiercely in his eyes.
"You handle the Pokemon, I'll handle the people!"
Alan, Incineroar, and Lucario simultaneously stepped back with their right feet, shooting forward like lightning.
Alan truly was a Humanoid Pokemon!
Wayne's Pokemon also surged forward, specifically targeting the bikers' Pokemon.
Close Combat!
Lucario unleashed a combo: left hook, right hook, uppercut, and High Jump Kick, leaving Nidoking completely disoriented.
Body Slam!
Arcanine leaped, pinning Golem beneath it.
The Pokemon didn't need to worry—the power gap was too large.
Wayne was watching Alan.
"There's only one—let's fight him!"
The red-haired individual's baseball bat swung down, but it was blocked by Alan's raised left arm, and his right fist went straight for the red-haired individual's face!
Crack—
The red-haired individual screamed, his nose completely caved in, and he flew backward, blood arcing through the air.
Alan glanced sideways, delivering a precise spinning back kick to the purple-haired individual's abdomen.
The purple-haired individual felt their stomach churning, their body soaring as if riding clouds, then fell to the ground, losing consciousness.
"Hell Thrust!"
Alan's arm was longer than the blue-haired individual's reach with the baseball bat. The Hell Thrust went straight for the throat.
Clang—
The baseball bat fell to the ground.
Alan then leaped forward, closing the distance, and delivered an elbow strike. Another graceful arc cut across the sky.
Leon, gripping his shovel, widened his eyes.
"Holy cow!"
Watching this scene, Wayne could only be grateful that Alan had a good temperament and didn't hit women.
Otherwise, who could withstand that?
Recalling the yellow-haired individual's earlier taunts, after getting close, Alan unleashed a seven-hit combo like a fierce storm, with a final punch sending him flying.
The yellow-haired individual, whose face was already contorted with extreme pain, screamed, tracing a graceful arc, and also fainted.
And this was with Alan holding back.
A slap to the left, a slap to the right.
Alan treated the two people before him as if they were nothing.
The bikers, knocked out by Alan's slaps, felt dizzy and saw stars.
A pair of large hands gripped their heads, making them collide forcefully, and both of them went limp and fainted.
Alan, when not provoked, was fine, but when angered, he was terrifying.
The nearby wild Pokemon were stunned.
(What are we here for?)
(To cheer them on!)
For a moment, the Pokemon's calls intertwined, rising and falling.
Not only that, Lance, who was watching the surveillance from Wayne's house, was also stunned. "So, so strong."
Cynthia whispered, "He is a three-time Pokemon World Martial Arts Tournament Champion."
Lance's mouth twitched. "Is the threshold for Breeders this high nowadays? Even Champions become Breeders?!"
"Because of passion."
Seeing that all seven people had been thoroughly beaten by Alan, Wayne called out to him. "Alan, that's enough—save them for questioning."
Alan, having finished his rampage, exhaled a deep breath and chuckled. "Alright."
Wayne looked at the wild Pokemon gathered at the entrance. "Luxray, Pidgeot, Fearow, Tauros, Rapidash, Staraptor... Thank you all."
"Pidgeot~"
"Moo~"
Lucario looked at Wayne.
(No need to thank us—this is their home too.)
"Wee-woo wee-woo wee-woo~~"
Officer Jenny has arrived.