Chapter 672
"George, I'll leave it to you here!"
Mo Yan turned his head and said to George not far away, right now he was directing Gallade them , To treat the injured trainer and Pokémon.
Before the two came, the two sides had been fighting for a long time, and most of everyone's Pokémon had lost the combat capability, so the treatment intensity was not normal.
George quickly nodded Mo Yan, and then immediately leaned down to give emergency rescue to Rhydon next to him.
Mo Yan didn't delay seeing this. Although George rarely shots, his strength is only stronger than Mark, and he does not need to take care of him alone.
"Sharpedo, go!"
"Sharp!"
Ten minutes later, Mo Yan came to Olivine Gym.
From a high altitude, the entire Olivine Gym has collapsed by nearly half, with fire and smoke everywhere, and it is completely invisible that it was once one of the Alliance’s eight major gyms.
"Ralts, see if anyone is around."
"Laru"
Ralts, lying on Mo Yan's shoulder, gave a soft cry. The scarlet pupils under the bangs flashed slightly, and a powerful Psychic spread instantly.
"Lu"
"Over there? Sharpedo!"
Sharpedo under Mo Yan patted, let it fly in the direction of Ralts' fingers Go.
Soon, Mo Yan rode Sharpedo to a house that had collapsed, and Ralts also spontaneously used Confusion to remove all the wooden boards, gravel, etc.
"An escape route?"
Looking at the dark hole exposed under the house, Mo Yan whispered to himself.
The opening of the hole was not big enough for Sharpedo to fly in it. Mo Yan simply took it back and sent Umbreon instead and jumped down with it.
"Umbreon, Flash!"
"Khaki!"
Ming that the light of Yellow illuminates the Underground Path, Mo Yan did not hesitate to take Umbreon And Ralts walked quickly deep.
"The footprints are many and messy, it looks like an escape route, but it does not rule out that Team Rocket has found it here..."
Through Umbreon's Flash, Mo Yan secretly responded I made some speculation about the traces remaining in the passage, and found that the result is probably not very good.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help speeding up, but after two minutes, Ralts stopped Mo Yan.
"Silent, there is someone on the other side of the wall!"
"Hid you?" Mo Yan was taken aback, but did not hesitate to let Ralts use Teleport directly.
On the other side of the wall, many people have heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside, and they quickly asked others to keep quiet, relax and breathe, for fear of being discovered again.
But at the next moment, a white light flashed by suddenly, and Mo Yan appeared in front of everyone so abruptly.
Everyone hiding in the secret room was taken aback, and some even commanded Pokémon to attack Mo Yan without saying a word.
"Lu!"
Confusion was launched, and Ralts directly blocked Magneton and Skarmory who launched the attack. When Ralts was about to fight back, Mo Yan waved to stop him.
"Stop! I am Mo Yan!"
"Mo Yan...... Are you the Darkite Gym Gym Leader next to you? Alliance sent someone to support? How many people came outside? How is the situation?"
After a young gym trainer recognized Mo Yan, he asked a series of questions like a machine gun.
Mo Yan glanced at the people in this secret room, most of them were women and children.
Even the future Gym Leader Jasmine is among them, and beside him lies a white-haired old man who has been in a coma.
"What's the matter with you outside? Can we go out?"
When the young man saw Mo Yan ignore him, he opened the mouth and said anxiously again , Even wanted to step forward and pull Mo Yan.
"Khaki!"
Umbreon let out a low growl, lowered his body and pointed at the young man, the Pseudo-Elite imposing manner broke out, and the opponent woke up instantly, with horror on his face. The ground retreats.
Mo Yan turned his head and glanced at the man, and did not pay too much attention to it, but walked quickly to the unconscious old man.
"Jasmine, do you remember me?"
"en!"
Although Jasmine looks pale, she still complied obediently, she clasped her small hands tightly He whispered to the old man next to him.
"Mo Yan big brother, please help grandfather, he inhaled a lot of poison qi released by Weezing in order to cover our escape. None of us has a therapeutic Pokémon..."
As Jasmine was talking, tears couldn't help streaming down after all, and the cry couldn't stop.
Mo Yan did not comfort Jasmine, it would be better to make her cry at this time.
What we can do now is to save her grandfather Myron first.
"Umbreon, Heal Bell! Ralts, Heal Pulse!"
Heal Bell restores Status Condition, Heal Pulse restores Myron's physical strength, and the two Pokémon work together to make Myron's face look The naked eye became visibly ruddy.
"cough cough..."
Myron, who was unconscious, suddenly coughed, and his slightly muddy eyes gradually opened. The people around saw that Myron was awake, and they quickly gathered around. , But dare not get too close to Mo Yan.
"cough cough...the old man is not dead yet. Did the Alliance send reinforcements?"
Myron was raised by the crowd, but because he was surrounded, he didn’t watch immediately. To Mo Yan.
"grandfather, you finally woke up, very good, very good...we are all so worried about you."
The young man who asked Mo Yan before began to cry with rain. Got up, and Mo Yan saw Jasmine being pulled aside roughly by the other party.
"cough cough...why cry, answer my question, how is Lyre City now? cough cough cough..."
Myron scolded some hate iron for not becoming steel There was a sound, and then another violent cough, Mo Yan couldn't help being frowned.
Thinking of this, Mo Yan didn't want to delay any more time, and walked directly towards the crowd. When other people saw him approaching, they could only retreat slightly in fear.
"It turned out to be Gym Leader Mo Yan, thank you very much. From now on, Olivine Gym will respect Darkite Gym and will rely on your support, cough cough......"
"grandfather, what are you talking about! When does Olivine Gym need help from outsiders..."
pa!
"Shut up! Cough cough cough..."
Myron looked at the grandson in front of him, but he was extremely disappointed at the same time he was anxious. He had already raised his son, but he didn't want his grandson to be a trumpet.
Think of Darkite Gym, which has gained fame over the years. It is obviously a group of young trainers, but they have all compared to their old gyms.
"Let Gym Leader Mo Yan laugh, Jasmine, this child, you have also seen, trainer innate talent is a lot of good.
If you don’t mind, wait until Team Rocket's affairs are over , I want her to go to Darkite Gym to study for a while."
Mo Yan looked at the weak old man in front of him, and became more sure of what he had already believed in his heart.
With Myron, Olivine Gym will not really fall.
"Of course!"