Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 134: A Strange Hotel on the Road

When Rango turned on the instrument that Lao K gave him that could display the location of the "log house", it only gave a simple address - the town of Travis, located in Texas.

Then, two small dots appeared on the screen, one marking the location of the [wooden house] and the other representing Rango holding the instrument.

Rango and his group were originally very excited to set off, but within half a day they began to regret it.
Don’t get me wrong, what they regretted was not setting out to the [cabin], but rather choosing to travel there by car.

New York and Texas, one is located in the easternmost part of the United States, adjacent to the Atlantic Ocean; the other is located on the southernmost side of the map, bordering Mexico.

The two places are nearly 3,000 kilometers apart. In other words, it is equivalent to Rango driving all the way from Shenyang to Guangzhou in his previous life.
Now, everyone just feels that their buttocks are numb and they have lost sensation due to sitting for a long time.

"So, why didn't we take a plane?"

"Don't mess with me Teddy, if you're so smart, why didn't you think of this when you went out?"

"How do I know if you want to go on a road trip? Don't you always say that your dream is to drive a car and travel around North America with your loved one? Don't be stubborn, man. When we get to the next city, we can go directly to the airport and sleep on the plane."

"What about McQueen?"

"Fuck, do you know how many cars there are in the airport parking lot? McQueen would love to stay there forever!"

"It's not as easy as you think, man. We can take a plane, but the four Ninja Turtles can't do it."

"Then just check it in, and have them take off their clothes and lie on the ground pretending to be pet turtles."

"You... you really have some clever ideas sometimes."

Rango looked at Teddy in shock, who was lying on the dashboard with his legs crossed and muttering to himself. This kid always brought him new tricks.

“I think it’s good to drive there, and…”

On the passenger seat, Clare smiled and asked Rango, "I didn't know your dream was to go on a road trip with your loved one. Now it has come true, right?"

Rango glanced at the girl. Since the start, she had occupied Teddy's seat and sat on the passenger seat of McQueen's car. She had a smile on her face all the way.

He even stuck to me and asked for a kiss from time to time. If Teddy hadn't been there, the two of them would probably have had sex in McQueen's stomach.
Looking at Clare's eyes shining with anticipation, Rango smiled helplessly, nodded in affirmation immediately, then hugged her head and kissed her on the lips.

Speaking of this self-driving tour to the [wooden house], the happiest person is probably Clare.

After Rango came back from the mysterious island, he met her very few times, and Gloria was present on those occasions, so there was not much ambiguity between the two of them.

Now that they finally have a chance to be alone together, Clare has already let herself go.

Judging from the way her legs were tense, they were probably glued together.
"Let's... why don't we find a place to rest for a while? I'm so tired now." Clare put her arms around Rango's neck and kissed him until her breathing became rapid.

She took a deep breath and whispered to Rango with eyes full of spring.

"Well, I'm a little tired, McQueen. Let's see if there is a motel on the roadside. Let's stop in one and rest for a night before we set off again."

"Good boss!"

At the same time, Rango picked up the walkie-talkie, said something to the three cars following behind him, and then started to flirt with Clare again.

When Teddy on the dashboard saw this scene, he couldn't help but turn his head away in disgust.

The yellow-eyed devil had a really good eye for people. He could tell at an early stage that Rango was a pervert.

Soon, the convoy slowly drove into a motel that looked fairly standard from the outside.

The so-called motels in the United States have three biggest characteristics.

One is that, as everyone knows, they are almost all located next to various interstate highways; the second is that the parking spaces they provide are connected to the rooms, with parking spaces set up in front of the gate, or the first floor used as a garage and the second floor as a room, forming a separate door and separate household design.

In Rango's opinion, this is most likely because there are too many car thieves in the United States, which means that even if car owners stay in a hotel, they have to frequently draw open the curtains and open the door to check if their cars are still there.

Of course, there is one last feature, which is that because this place is sparsely populated, basically restaurants and repair shops are also concentrated where there are motels to attract the largest number of customers.

In some southern areas, even highwayside hotels offer services similar to strip bars.

However, the motel they encountered today was different.

Not only is there no sign of a repair shop or bar nearby, there isn't even a restaurant.

After Teddy got off the car, he looked around and said helplessly, "Fuck, this hotel is too shabby. There's not even a place to drink."

"No, it's just right. You always get into trouble when you drink too much. I've told you countless times to stop drinking and smoking, but have you ever listened?" "I'm just a teddy bear with a stomach full of cotton. I'm not afraid of lung cancer and alcoholic liver disease, so why should I quit?"

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Rango was speechless. He nodded to the Ninja Turtles, Andrew and others who got off the car, and then they all entered the hotel.

The front desk was manned by a middle-aged couple who were looking through a photo album and occasionally letting out a weird laugh or two.

Hearing the doorbell ring, they quickly closed the photo album. The fat middle-aged woman immediately stood up and smiled at Rango, Clare and others who came in first.

"Good afternoon, you need it."

Her words got stuck in her throat before she could finish them, and she looked in shock at the four Ninja Turtles brothers who came in from behind and the glutton who was over two meters tall and as big as a mountain.

The big eater is okay, at most he is a little bit stronger, but these four turtles
The woman immediately became alert, reached her hand under the front desk, and asked cautiously, "Who are you?"

"Hey, don't rush to draw your gun."

Rango quickly raised his hand to comfort him, "We are just tourists staying at the hotel. They are blessed by God. Haven't you seen a miracle?"

At this time, they were in Indiana, a place where the people were notoriously tough and there were many cases of people drawing their guns when they disagreed with something.

After hearing this, the proprietress frowned, then shook her head and said, "Bullshit! I've seen miracles such as the resurrection of the dead and the growth of severed limbs, but I've never seen turtle people. They are monsters!" As she said that, she was about to draw her gun and drive them away.

However, at this time, the male boss who had been silently observing Rango and the others raised his hand to stop her. After winking at the woman, he smiled at Rango and the others and said, "Don't mind the guests. My wife is just a little excited because she is seeing...an alien for the first time. How many rooms do you need?"

Rango, who was about to leave, turned around and looked at him after hearing this. After driving for a whole day, they had long wanted to find a place to rest. If they could check in smoothly, that would of course be great.

"Five rooms, sorry to bother you, boss."

After Rango came up and signed his name and paid the room fee and deposit, the male boss immediately picked up a bunch of keys and led the way for them.

Rango casually glanced around the hotel. It was a two-story structure, and although the surrounding decorations were a little old, they were still clean.

What is particularly eye-catching is that a string of exquisite bone decorations is hung on the iron railings in front of each guest room door, exuding a strong regional flavor.

The boss swiftly opened the door for them, handed them the key and left quietly, not forgetting to inform them that dinner would be delivered directly to the room.

After watching the boss leave, Rango turned to the Ninja Turtles and shrugged, with a smile on his face: "Look, I told you to put on your cloaks to cover up, but you refused to listen."

"We are aboveboard and we are not ashamed. Besides, wouldn't it attract more attention if we wear cloaks in broad daylight?" Da Vinci shook his head helplessly and took his brothers to randomly choose a room.

As the Ninja Turtles have always regarded fighting crime as their life creed, humans' disgust and fear of them have always been the biggest concern of the four brothers.

Looking at their somewhat lost backs, Rango sighed softly and said no more.

The prejudice in people's minds is like a mountain, and it is very difficult to break away from those stereotypes.

But in Rango's opinion, no matter what a person does, it is impossible to be liked by everyone. Isn't it enough as long as the people he cares about like him?

Thinking too much is just worrying yourself.

On the other side, the others all went into their respective rooms to rest. The four Ninja Turtles lived in one room, the Glutton and the Vomiting Man lived together, the Invisible Man with glasses squeezed into a room with the high school students Andrew and Teddy, and Amanda lived in a room by herself.

As for Nick, that guy is an executive of a large company. He has been on a business trip abroad recently and has no time to come over, but he has told Rango to tell him if he sees anything interesting in the [Wooden House].

Rango stepped into the room and the door had just closed. Before he had time to look around, Clare grabbed his collar.

The girl jumped up and wrapped her legs around him, hugged his head and bit his lips hard, then pinched Rango's neck and whispered teasingly: "What are you waiting for, tough guy, don't you want to teach me a lesson, I'm a Bad~~Bad~~Girl~~"

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The air suddenly heated up at this moment, followed by a series of creaking sounds from the bed.

Meanwhile, at the front desk, the bloated woman frowned upon seeing her husband coming back, her dissatisfaction evident in her words: "Those turtles are definitely not God's gift, they are devils, you shouldn't have taken them in!"

"Yes, but they are also 'devils' who can bring us huge profits."

The boss sneered in response, then walked to the phone and dialed the number that was only allowed to be dialed once a quarter.

(End of this chapter)