Luo Moyun had long since been knocked unconscious. Otherwise, if he knew he was in Raikou's mouth, he might well have wet his pants in fright.
One of the two Elite Four Trainers, a man with a square face, shouted, "I'm Sun Zhihao, an Elite Four Trainer. We've sealed off the entire villa district. Surrendering is your only way to survive."
"My son! Who are you? How much money do you want? Please don't hurt my son!"
The beautiful middle-aged woman looked panicked as she begged Wang Yao not to act rashly.
With such a huge commotion, alarms rang through the night sky across the entire villa district, and many Pokémon League troops began converging on the area.
Seeing that he was surrounded, Wang Yao forced himself to steady his trembling legs and feigned composure.
To be honest, he had never done anything so nerve-racking in his entire life. He was already doing quite well to hold up like this.
Besides, most of his plan had already succeeded. Luo Moyun's life was in his hands. Now he had to think about how to get away unscathed.
Stimulated by the Dark Ball, Raikou's strength had increased dramatically. Without any visible movement from him, dark clouds immediately filled the sky, thunder rumbled, and thick bolts of lightning lit up the night sky like a spiderweb.
Rain pattered against the ground, soon joining into a curtain.
A cool wind blew, and rain washed over Wang Yao. He shuddered involuntarily. Whether because of that or excitement, his body began trembling slightly.
Riding on Raikou's back, Wang Yao roared, "All of you, shut up! If anyone says another useless word, I can't guarantee I won't do something rash!"
Crack!
A thunderbolt struck, startling the two Elite Four Trainers into immediately dodging.
"Wang Yao, please spare