Pokémon Lottery Popularizes Pokémon

"What a big husky!" Xie Ying exclaimed.

"Hmph." Mr. Zhao said with a proud look on his face, "Ye Xiu, didn't you say your Pokémon is awesome? Do you dare to compete with me, a dog?"

When Ye Xiu heard this, he couldn't help laughing and said, "You dog?"

"Yes, my dog!" Zhao Shao said firmly.

Ye Xiu didn't speak and pursed his lips tightly. On the contrary, Xie Ying beside him couldn't hold back anymore and burst out laughing without any concern for his image.

Some of the onlookers turned their backs and laughed, looking at Young Master Zhao with strange expressions on their faces.

Mr. Zhao was stunned for a few seconds, and then thought about the previous conversation. His face first showed confusion in thinking, then a burst of understanding, and finally anger.

"You Ye Xiu, how dare you trick me?" Young Master Zhao was trembling with anger. This was the first time he had suffered such a big defeat.

"When did I set you up? Didn't you say this yourself?"

Ye Xiu looked innocent.

"Hahaha, brother Ye Xiu, he is too stupid. He didn't even react to this. You have to say it again before he reacts." few.

Young Master Zhao felt like another sharp knife was thrust into his heart, and he felt like he wanted to vomit blood but couldn't.

He shook his head violently to get rid of this feeling, pointed at Ye Xiu with one hand and said: "Stop talking nonsense, Ye Xiu, I ask you, do you dare to accept my challenge?"

The smile on Ye Xiu's face disappeared, replaced by a domineering look on the world, and he said coldly:

"Challenge me? You're not worthy yet!"

"You!" Young Master Zhao looked humiliated when he heard this, and was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Ye Xiu changed his tone and continued:

"But...I can consider letting you and Xiaoying play against each other."

"She?" The contempt on Mr. Zhao's face was not concealed, and he couldn't help but look at the small Xie Ying with contemptuous eyes. "Are you sure?"

"Hey, dog, who are you looking down on? Be careful of my fireball rat beating you up until you don't even know your own mother." Seeing that Young Master Zhao dared to despise her like this, Xie Ying naturally didn't like him and put her hands on her hips. Delicate and savage.

Although Xie Ying usually behaves weakly in front of Ye Xiu, as long as someone dares to bully her, she will immediately show her strong side.

Young Master Zhao was so scolded by Xie Ying that he couldn't even let out a fart, and his face turned blue and white.

"Ye Xiu, I won't be merciful!" Zhao Shao kept suppressing his anger and said with a calm attitude.

"Yes, I believe you." Ye Xiu looked serious.

Seeing that he had no way to deal with Ye Xiu, Young Master Zhao suddenly felt like vomiting blood. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay, Ye Xiu, this is what you said, don't regret it!"

Then, Young Master Zhao stopped talking nonsense with them and directly ordered his bodyguards to open the lid of the glass cage.

The glass cage was still parked on top of the carriage, and the lid was designed at the rear of the carriage. As soon as the lid was opened, Erha lowered his head and opened the lid, kicked off his hind legs, and... fell to the ground.

He knocked over two bodyguards and pressed them to the ground. They howled and used their hands and feet to break away from Erha's oppression.

But Erha didn't seem to realize what he had done. He only felt his butt was a little itchy, and he couldn't help but twist his butt and rub it on the ground, causing the two bodyguards to moan again.

The bodyguards nearby hid far away, and some even stayed in front of Young Master Zhao.

Young Master Zhao felt doubtful about life and asked himself, does this thing really work?

After Erha felt comfortable, he stood up boldly and walked to the middle with proud steps.

It seemed to be accustomed to being watched by crowds. The crowds around it did not make it feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, it felt like it was home. It suddenly became interested in performing and kept howling to the sky.

It's just that the sound is no different from the ordinary Erha. It sounds too fake, and this move undoubtedly made it popular among passers-by. Everyone's eyes fell on it, and there was no trace in their eyes. Fear, but curiosity and joy.

Zhao Shao broke away from the protection of the bodyguards, stood behind Erha, and said to Xie Yingyao in a powerful voice:

"How are you, are you scared? Hehe, if you surrender, I can consider letting you go!"

Xie Ying put her hands on her hips and said delicately: "Surrender? Stop dreaming. Compared with my fireball rat, your dog is not even worthy of carrying my shoes."

"Come out, Fireball Rat!" Xie Ying stopped talking nonsense, took out a red and white ball from her pocket, and threw it out.

The red and white ball split into two halves in the air, a red light flashed, and the Fireball Rat fell to the ground.

The Fireball Rat raised his head, looked around, and then lay down on the ground comfortably, stretching out a small paw to scratch his head.

Just a simple little action attracted the attention of all the people who were originally paying attention to Erha. It is so cute!

"I miss you so much!"

“It’s soft and looks delicious!”

......

At this time, Mr. Zhao's face was full of question marks. What kind of operation was this? How could this mouse fit in such a ball?

He couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked: "What is this thing of yours? Can it hold Pokémon?"

Xie Ying said proudly: "You will never get this kind of thing, so there is no need to tell you."

"Damn it." Mr. Zhao's head was so angry that he yelled at the top of his lungs, "Husky, get on me and tear it into pieces!"

He transferred all his hatred towards Xie Ying to the Fireball Rat. It was all because of this rat, which made her oppress him in every way. As long as I defeat it, I can regain my face!

Young Master Zhao had a ferocious face and stared straight ahead.

However, Erha still maintained his posture of looking up to the sky and roaring, shaking his head constantly, and turned a deaf ear to Mr. Zhao's orders.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and an awkward atmosphere floated in the air.

"Ahem." Mr. Zhao pretended to cough to cover up his embarrassment. He readjusted his posture and shouted again,

"Come on, Husky, tear it up for me!"

Erha suddenly felt that his neck was a little itchy, so he simply stopped howling, lay down on the ground, and kicked his neck with his hind legs. After kicking for a while, he felt comfortable and started rolling on the ground again.

Everyone's eyes were darting back and forth between Husky and Young Master Zhao, with a hint of meaning on their faces.

They are all thinking in their hearts,

Is this Young Master Zhao a dog thief?