Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 147: Call the aliens and immediately kneel down under the Stars and Stripes to apologize.
In front of the door, even with Old K accompanying them, the two Secret Service guards did not let the group pass easily.

Just when Rango thought that the other party might verify Agent K's identity through fingerprints or passwords, Old K suddenly raised his fist and gave the Secret Service a complicated gang-style fist-bump.
After several minutes, this set of fancy fist bumps ended. The agents guarding the gate confirmed Lao K's identity and led them all into the White House with smiles on their faces.

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Rango and Teddy, who witnessed the whole process, had strange expressions on their faces. This way of entering the White House was too bizarre.

Entering the corridor, Old K led Rango to the presidential office with ease. Along the way, he did not forget to introduce the portraits of great men hanging on the wall. They not only recorded the presidents who had made outstanding contributions, but also many outstanding figures in the military and political circles.

"Etc., etc"

Rango stopped involuntarily in front of a special portrait.

The people painted on it were none other than Quagma and Old Joe from the Log Cabin organization. Besides them, there were also Rango's father Pete and a black man.

The four people in the picture are full of youth, especially Pitt. Apart from his iconic butt chin, he looks energetic both in his body and mental state.

"Hmm, the Four Horsemen of the Log Cabin." Old K stared at the portrait, a trace of nostalgia and emotion flashing in his eyes. "Although they each have their shortcomings, their contributions to maintaining world stability are indelible."

Rango nodded slightly, then pointed to the old Joe in the painting, who looked only in his twenties but was already in a wheelchair, and asked, "Was Joe's legs already paralyzed at that time?"

"Forehead"

After hearing this, Old K frowned and said with a strange expression: "Well, when I first met him, he was already in a wheelchair. MIB even has information showing that Old Joe is a wheelchair alien. When his mother gave birth to him, the first thing that came out was a wheelchair."

Teddy was confused and said, "Wait, K, so Joe's mother was pregnant with a wheelchair at the same time as he was pregnant?"

Old K nodded: "That's right, so the wheelchair is actually equivalent to Joe's brothers and sisters."

"Shit, did that wheelchair come out with the umbilical cord as well?"

"What are you thinking man, it's just a wheelchair, do you think it makes sense to have an umbilical cord?"

"Fuck? Now you think it's unreasonable?"

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Rango listened to the funny conversation between the two with a smile on his face, his eyes once again fell deeply on the portrait, and then continued to follow Old K. Along the way, they passed through a corridor full of various strange and even monster and alien portraits, and finally arrived at the President's office.

The door was wide open, and a white-haired but energetic old man was sitting at the desk, carefully reviewing documents.

Although he looked old, his expression was very solemn, and his eyes revealed unquestionable rigor and seriousness, as if every word had been carefully considered.

Rango and Teddy exchanged glances. This president seemed quite reliable.

Old K coughed lightly and called politely, "Mr. President?"

"Ok?"

The white-haired president raised his head from his thoughts, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he saw it was Old K. A surprised smile broke out on his face: "Hey, K, are you sending me the Moon Dancer? Are there any Moon People this time? I love their tentacles." After hearing this, Rango nodded secretly with satisfaction. It was not unexpected that such a president was in line with his expectations when he came.

Old K shook his head expressionlessly, his tone becoming serious: "I came here because of the death tape. After knowing that you have also seen the tape, I specially brought a superpower to ensure your safety."

He turned sideways and introduced Rango to the president. "This is Rango Winchester. His parents are the founders of the Log Cabin organization who sacrificed their lives for their country. He is the son of Mr. Pete and Ms. Louise. Not only has he inherited the family's exorcism ability, he is also the head of the Log Cabin organization in the New York area. From now on, he will be responsible for your safety."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the president stood up from his chair, walked in front of them, looked at Rango carefully, and then sighed softly: "It's nice to meet you young man, your eyes are very similar to your mother's."

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Rango couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this. Why did this sound so wrong?

"Hello, Mr. President."

He politely responded: "I saw you were reviewing an important document just now. I hope I didn't disturb you."

"Haha, it's just a small matter. The staff is discussing setting up a dance troupe in the White House." The president squeezed Rango with his arm and said with a sly smile, "You can't imagine how difficult it is for a guy not named 'Bill Clinton' to play with women in this White House."

".Haha." Rango laughed awkwardly.

Old K sighed helplessly and brought the topic back on track: "Mr. President, we have found out the source of this horrible plague."

He recounted in detail the information Rango had obtained from Cindy's home, as well as their initial conclusion on the matter: "As long as we can eliminate the evil spirits in the well, the plague raging on the alien planet will stop, and the alien warships that threaten us will retreat."

After hearing this, the White-haired President straightened his chest and said with a resolute expression: "Those aliens dared to threaten to destroy the earth. Humph, after the evil spirits are eliminated, I want them to come in person and kneel under the Star-Spangled Banner to apologize!"

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Just when Rango and the others were speechless, the phone on the desk rang suddenly. The president picked up the phone, and after a brief conversation, he turned to Old K and smiled, "Good news, Joe has solved the problem."

"So fast? How did you solve it?"

Old K's face was full of surprise. Only a little over an hour had passed since they separated.

"Joe found the well and jumped in. After finding the evil spirit inside, he crushed the ghost to death with his wheelchair."

The president explained, and then added: "Also, it seems that the aliens have also received the news and are rushing to express their gratitude. There is a dinner party tonight. Are you interested in attending?"

Seeing that things were going more smoothly than expected, Rango shook his head slightly and no longer had any thoughts of staying. He came here purely to see what the president looked like, otherwise he would have followed Joe and the others to kill evil spirits to increase his energy.

Now that he had met the president and had a conversation with him, he had satisfied his curiosity. He was pretty much as he had expected, very serious when he was serious, but like an old psychopath when he was not.

But the old man seemed to be very concerned about Rango. Not only did he pull his arm to keep him, but he also secretly told him that there was a good show in the evening.
(End of this chapter)