Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 136: Rango: "Dude, you can go on a killing spree now"

late at night.

Rango lay on the bed and casually flipped through the booklet on the bedside table. In addition to some travel guides, the booklet also contained the unique customs and practices of various Indian reservations.

There are hundreds of Indian settlements in the United States. The largest reservation even spans three states. Of course, there are also many small-scale reservations. Some only live in some canyons and still retain the customs of ancient Indians.

There happened to be a small Indian reservation near the hotel they were staying in.

After flipping through it casually, Rango didn't pay much attention to it. After all, if nothing unexpected happened, they would set off for Texas early tomorrow morning.

It was already late at night. After dinner and a few hours of logging, Clare had already fallen asleep on his chest, exhausted, with her breathing even and peaceful.

Rango looked at the clock, yawned, turned off the desk lamp, and fell asleep with his arms around Clare.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but Rango, who was originally sleeping soundly, suddenly sat up from the bed.

Just now he clearly felt a little discomfort in his body. Since he acquired the characteristics of [Dragon Body], he has a very high control over his body and can react to any abnormality in the body immediately.

The result was indeed as expected. The air-conditioning vent in the room was slowly releasing a thick white smoke. Rango didn't know what it was, but it was definitely not normal air conditioning.

"What a clichéd drama."

Rango cursed inwardly that even staying in a hotel could lead to encountering a black-hearted boss who robbed and killed people.

The smoke had just been discharged not long ago. Rango pinched Clare's nose, woke her up with a confused look on her face, explained the situation briefly and clearly, and then called the people living in other rooms one by one.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he picked up the phone, Amanda called him.

Amanda's voice was filled with nervousness and excitement as she described in detail how she accidentally discovered her boss's conspiracy to release hypnotic gas in the air-conditioning vent.

After she finished, Rango asked curiously, "How did you find out? It's almost two in the morning, and you're still awake?"

"I slept, but halfway through my sleep I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach, so I went to the bathroom. When I came out, I saw thick smoke coming out of the air-conditioning vent."

".OK."

Rango shrugged and called the people in other rooms. He felt relieved only after he was sure that they all knew the situation.

He yawned and put on his clothes. He sniffed the thick smoke that came out of the air-conditioner vent. It should be just a simple hypnotic gas, and the amount was not large. An ordinary person might be able to detect it with just one sniff. But unfortunately, there was not a single ordinary person in their group.

After stretching his fists and feet, Rango walked to the window, drew back the curtain and looked out. He discovered that a truck had stopped downstairs at some point in time. The truck was full of strong men with snake tattoos on their bodies. They were throwing the unconscious passengers on the first floor into the car like cargo.

He remembered very clearly that the people living downstairs from them were a group of college students who were traveling. There were both male and female students there. They were very lively and outgoing, and they had even treated them to beer in the evening.

But what surprised Rango was that the clothes and luggage of those young college students who lived downstairs were also thrown into the carriage without any signs of being disturbed.

If the purpose was to kill for money, how could he not even search the bag?
"It's Heather and the others!" Clare, who was standing by, also saw the scene outside and immediately covered her mouth and exclaimed.

Rango pondered for a moment, then raised a playful smile: "Send a text message to Teddy and the others, and ask them to continue lying in bed and pretending to sleep. I want to see what these guys are up to."

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Soon, a burst of hurried and heavy footsteps approached the door of Rango and his room, and the door slammed open.

The innkeeper smiled and whispered to the burly men behind him, "For these ordinary people, the old rules apply. But the price for the four people in the next room and the 'teddy bear' will be calculated separately."

"Don't worry, as long as Quetzalcoatl can be satisfied, money is just a number." The other party responded crisply.

"Haha, that couldn't be better."

Along with the innkeeper's surprised laughter, Rango and Clare were ruthlessly carried out and thrown into the cold compartment of the truck.

Ten minutes later, Rango, who was lying on top of the others pretending to be asleep, opened his eyes instantly after hearing the sound of the door closing.

At this time, all of them had been thrown into the carriage, and the sound of them talking in low voices could be heard all around.

Teddy spread his hands and said to Rango speechlessly: "You know what's the weirdest thing? I'm pretending to be a teddy bear, but they still throw me in."

"Haha, maybe they thought you were their carry-on luggage. Besides, you've been hanging around under the boss' nose. No one would treat you as a teddy bear."

Rango smiled, then looked at the others and asked, "Are you all here? Is there anyone missing?"

"It seems. Not."

Clare used her phone to illuminate them, checked them one by one, and nodded: "Eleven in total. Wait, where is the invisible man?"

There was a sudden silence in the carriage.

At the same time, inside the motel, the owner and his wife were immersed in the joy of counting money, and the thick banknotes piled up into a small mountain.

"Five thousand for an ordinary person, and twenty thousand each for the four monsters and the teddy bear. We're making a killing on this trip!" The proprietress calculated excitedly.

"It's unbelievable that those damn Indians are so rich."

"They don't have any money. They are all funded by the rich people in the city. The rich want to play hunting games, and the Indians in the reservation want to sacrifice blood to Quetzalcoatl. They just take what they need."

"Humph, they are not good people. But we made enough money this time, plus our previous savings, we should be able to immigrate to Europe, right?" After hearing this, the boss' eyes flashed with hesitation, and he shook his head and refused: "Wait a little longer, the reservation has two blood sacrifices every year, we will leave after making two more profits next year, and then save more money, and we can go to Rome and Paris and enjoy ourselves!"

"I think you may not have this opportunity."

At this moment, a plain voice suddenly sounded from the air.

Although the sound was not loud, it sounded like thunder to the ears of the couple!
"Who?!"

The two men immediately put away the money, looked around vigilantly, and their originally happy expressions turned fierce.

This is not the first or second time they have done this. They have killed more than one passenger who was uncooperative or did not faint. It is not that easy to scare them.

However, in the next moment, the ferocity on the two men's faces froze instantly, their eyes widened, and they watched the incredible scene in front of them in disbelief.

In front of them, the shotguns hanging on the wall suddenly flew into the air and aimed at them!
Click——!
The crisp sound of loading the gun made the two men raise their hands involuntarily, not even bothering to pick up the banknotes that fell on the ground. At this moment, fear overwhelmed them like a tide.

There's another monster.
"Please, we are really just forced to do this." Tears welled up in the eyes of the lady boss, and she said pitifully, "We also have a daughter who is in the intensive care unit and needs money every day. You..."

boom--!
Before he could finish his words, he was completely interrupted by a deafening burst of gunfire!

Then came the second and third, and the sound stopped only when all the bullets were empty.

The invisible man reloaded his shotgun, then walked briskly on the blood-stained US dollars on the ground, came to McQueen, and knocked on his car window twice.

"Don't sleep, man. The boss and the others have been captured."

"Who? Who the hell is talking?!"

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On the other side, a truck carrying Rango and others was speeding on the road, and soon stopped slowly in a hidden place.

Seeing this, the people who were chatting in low voices in the carriage looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, and found a comfortable position to lie down.

When the car door opened, the burly men came in and took a look, then frowned and said, "Quipa, was the teddy bear in this position before?"

"what happened?"

"I remember him being in the corner, how come he's suddenly lying on a woman's chest now?"

"It might be the car shaking. Fuck, Owen, why do you care so much? Pull it down quickly! Those rich guys from the city are already waiting impatiently in the woods!"

A moment later, everyone in the car was dragged down one by one by these guys. They were so tired that they were sweating profusely, and some of them kicked the big eater several times.

"This damn thing weighs at least several hundred kilograms. Damn, I wonder if Quetzalcoatl will think it's too fat."

"Hush, keep your voice down! The elder is coming!"

To Rango's keen hearing, the whispers around him suddenly stopped, and were immediately replaced by an old and unfamiliar voice, all speaking in an accent that he could not understand.

Then, the group of people burst into a unified roar, and then left, leaving behind silence.

Rango stopped pretending, opened his eyes, and stood up.

At this time, they were brought to a place that looked like a plain. The night was as dark as ink, and only the moonlight was shining, outlining the contours of the surroundings.

Rango looked around, and saw only dark forests all around, with almost no human figures in sight.

And right in front of them stands an eye-catching statue.

Carved on it is a giant winged snake, which looks very mysterious and strange. The eyes of the giant snake are like deep obsidian, flashing with cold light, as if it can see into people's hearts.

Under the statue, a simple wooden table is quietly placed, on which are displayed various cold weapons, even bows and arrows. The most eye-catching thing is the slowly rotating camera on the table, its lens capturing their every move without any hesitation.

"Shit, where have we been? Is this still North America?" Teddy, who also stood up, couldn't help but curse after seeing the surrounding environment.

Clare frowned even more, staring at the Quetzalcoatl statue, and said in a deep voice: "This should be the Quetzalcoatl they are talking about, one of the gods worshipped by the Indian natives, but why did they bring us here?"

Just as everyone was discussing the matter, there was a movement in the woods. The group of strong men with snake-shaped tattoos turned back. When they saw Rango and his group, they were all shocked and their hands unconsciously reached for the guns at their waists.

"Andrew!" Rango growled.

Upon hearing this, Andrew clenched his hands violently, and saw those strong men exploded in an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, the scene was extremely bloody and horrifying.

Just at this moment, more other sounds suddenly came from the woods. Cheers, laughter and the roar of car engines intertwined together, coming from all directions. The number was immeasurable.

Rango recalled some plots of movies he had seen in his previous life. After laughing, he raised his hand and patted Andrew on the shoulder, saying seriously, "It's time to release the anger you have accumulated these days, brother. Kill as much as you want."

Hearing this, Andrew curled up a bloodthirsty smile, and his ten fingers were ready to move, as if he couldn't wait.

Rango himself turned towards the camera, a playful smile on his face.

He held up two fingers, first to his own eyes, then slowly turned to the person behind the camera.

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