Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 158 Turbulent New York (asking for monthly ticket)
Raging flames rose into the sky, devouring the remains on the wooden bed like an angry beast. The two once lively but now shattered bodies turned into nothing under the merciless flames.

Around, the red-haired witch and other witches stared at the raging fire through the smoke with complex emotions: sadness, anger, or relief, all kinds of emotions intertwined together, difficult to describe.

Outside the courtyard gate separated by an iron fence, Rango was leaning against the car body, biting the cigarette butt and watching the scene indifferently. He had to make sure that this supreme witch who was proficient in the seven formations was burned to ashes before he could leave with peace of mind.

In the car, Emma and Wednesday didn't care about the scene outside at all. They were whispering to each other. It was Emma who was talking. When Wednesday heard it, he just sneered in response.

Rango didn't quite understand the way these little girls communicated. Judging from the situation, they didn't seem like the good friends that Emma described.

Teddy casually glanced at the two little figures who were talking excitedly in the car, then turned to Rango beside him and whispered: "Rango, honestly, have you ever felt that if Emma really died in the fight with the Supreme Witch, it might be a good ending?"

Rango's face changed slightly when he heard this: "Do you know what you are talking about, brother?"

"Come on!" Teddy spread his hands. "We have lived together since we were young. Don't try to lie to me. When you found out Emma was dead, besides being angry, there was clearly relief in your eyes."

He paused, his tone becoming serious: "Although you can attribute all the mistakes she has made to the 'sin of jealousy', she did kill several innocent people with her own hands, didn't she?"

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Rango fell silent for a long time, then he slowly shook his head: "I will take Emma to the graves of the victims, apologize in person, and compensate their families. I know this is hypocritical, but she is my family after all, Teddy, believe me, I will guide Emma onto the right path, let her take responsibility for her actions, and sincerely atone for her sins."

Teddy couldn't help but curl his lips when he heard his words. He patted Rango on the shoulder, jumped lightly from the roof and returned to the car.

Rango stayed there alone, staring at the smoke billowing in the yard, as if he could see the interweaving of the past and the future in it.

After a long time, he stamped out the cigarette in his hand, opened the car door, and got in the driver's seat. With an excited roar from McQueen, the sports car rushed out like an arrow from a bow and quickly disappeared from the sight of the Witch Academy.

Inside the academy, the only sound was the thick smoke that continued to rise, silently recording the backs of the group of people leaving.

Although McQueen was speeding all the way, it was already dark when they returned home. Rango noticed that the door of the house opposite Mr. and Mrs. Smith was still closed. The couple, who were agents of different organizations, could only stay at home for a few days a month.

After getting off the car, Emma was stunned by the scene in front of her. The slightly old villa in her memory has now been completely renewed and transformed into a luxurious villa full of modern atmosphere.

"Come on, kids, Gloria and Megan have prepared a sumptuous dinner waiting for us." Rango put his arm around Emma and Wednesday's shoulders with a smile on his face.

Emma's face turned cold when she heard Gloria's name, and dissatisfaction flashed across her face. Wednesday, who was standing by, caught this scene and couldn't help but curl up a sly smile, as if he enjoyed seeing her unhappy and frustrated look.

Rango opened the door, but was greeted by darkness.

"Megan? Honey? We're back."

After he shouted, there was still no response. Just as he was about to reach out to turn on the light, there was suddenly a bright light in the house, followed by two crisp cannon shots!

"Fuck—"

Rango reacted quickly, protecting Emma and Wednesday tightly behind him, and looked around vigilantly.
“Surprise!!!”

In the hall, neighbors and friends poured out from every corner, everyone's face was filled with joyful smiles, and cheers rang out one after another.

"I received your call saying you were going to bring Emma home, so I thought of giving everyone a surprise, so I organized this welcome party." Gloria smiled and walked to Emma, ​​gently brushed the confetti off her head, opened her arms, her eyes full of sincerity and warmth, "Welcome home, Emma."

Seeing her uncle's girlfriend looking at her sincerely, Emma looked at the crowd around her, bit her lip, and finally smiled sweetly, saying softly, "Thank you, aunt."

“Wow!!!!”

Warm cheers broke out in the hall again, celebrating this warm and special moment.

Rango looked around the space decorated with colorful balloons and ribbons, and a helpless but warm smile appeared on his lips. The whole hall was packed with people. The three modern families alone brought more than a dozen people with their families. In addition, there were Dom and his group of racing brothers, not to mention the one hundred noisy minions.

After they came back, the party officially kicked off. Rango's favorite rock music was played in the house. Guests walked around holding bright red party cups, and conversations and laughter were heard one after another.

There was constant laughter and joy in the backyard swimming pool. Toothless and the Minions were playing in the water, creating layers of waves, and attracting the children from the neighborhood to excitedly join in and enjoy this innocent happiness.

Even the usually indifferent Wednesday showed a rare curiosity. She picked up a Minion and sat on the sofa to look at it carefully. There were many strange things in her castle, but she had never seen a Minion before. Rango shuttled among the crowd and greeted every friend who came.

Especially Dom, this bald guy not only has tattoos all over his body, but also the friends he brought with him, except for his sister Mia who is a chocolate sweetheart, the rest of them look more and more unserious than each other, causing the neighbors to stay away from them actively, and they could only sit alone in a corner of the sofa and chat.

"Hey, guys, what are you talking about?" Rango walked up to them and shook hands with them one by one, then pulled them in for a hug and patted each other on the back.

"Didn't you hear about it, Rango?" Dom lowered his voice and said with emotion, "New York has been a little bit unstable recently. There was an accident at a hotel in Brooklyn last night. I heard that many people died and the bodies were piled up like a mountain. The FBI was even dispatched, but in the end, there was no follow-up."

Rango shrugged and smiled disapprovingly: "City of Sin, doesn't this kind of shit happen every day in New York?"

But Dom came closer and spoke in a deeper voice: "One of my men was nearby at the time. He said that thousands of strange monsters gathered outside the hotel that night. Suddenly, a blood-red light shot out from the hotel, instantly cutting the monsters into pieces. The Piranha Plants at the door took the opportunity to eat a full meal. The remaining debris was taken away by the police, and then an old man came out to negotiate. In the end, it was a group of mysterious people in black suits who calmed the storm."

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When Rango heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and his surprise was evident in his words: "Are you sure? Thousands of monsters?"

"It's absolutely true." Dom answered firmly, "Those guys almost all had animal heads, and many of them had tongues like fucking horse tentacles. In the end, they couldn't even get through the door, so they all died."

"Shet."

Rango cursed angrily. As the leader of the New York region of the supernatural defense organization, he found it hard to accept that thousands of dark creatures had quietly emerged in his area without knowing anything about it.

And what the hell is that hotel? They killed more than a thousand monsters in the blink of an eye. It's too exaggerated.

When he was about to ask a few more questions, the curator, who was not far away, came with his treasured Princess Mary from Lilliput and waved to him in the crowd.

Rango patted Dom on the back, then turned and walked towards the curator. The two clinked their glasses and smiled in tacit understanding.

"It's a nice party. It's been a while since we returned to New York." The curator said with a smile.

Rango smiled indifferently. Having lived in the United States for so many years, he had already understood the party culture here. He didn't know about other places, but in New York, the reason why people love to party is largely because they dare not go out at night. After dark, the gangs rule the outside world and they will be robbed if they walk a few steps.

So compared to sitting outside late at night eating barbecue and chatting, everyone prefers to stay at home and have fun.

After chatting for a while, the curator patted Rango on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Remember to come to the museum meeting tomorrow morning. The board of directors will initiate the final round of voting. If nothing unexpected happens, the position of curator will be yours. You'd better be present at that time."

"Oh?"

Rango grinned in surprise, and then said modestly: "Director, you are still so young, isn't it a pity to retire?"

"Oh, forget it." The curator shook his head gently, his eyes falling gently on Princess Mary: "After I hand over some procedures to you, I will go on a trip to Europe with Mary. I have been devoted to work all these years and ignored too much of the beauty of life."

".OK"

Late at night, everyone who attended the party had gone back, and only Megan and the earthbound maid were left in the hall to clean up the scene.

After Rango arranged the bedroom for Emma and Wednesday to sleep, he returned to the living room yawning. At this time, Gloria came forward and asked hesitantly, "Do you feel that there is something wrong with the way Emma looks at me?"

"Huh?" Rango asked curiously, "What can she do to you? You have no grudge against her."

"I don't know either." Gloria shook her head and said softly, "I can't explain it either, but that look made me feel inexplicably creepy."

"Really?" Rango pondered for a moment, then comforted him in a relaxed tone: "Don't worry too much. I'm watching her at home. She won't dare to do anything disqualified. Go take a shower quickly and wait for me after you're clean."

Gloria smiled slightly when she heard that. After patting his arm, she walked lightly up the stairs and into the bedroom upstairs.

After she left, Rango lit a cigarette, took a deep breath to calm himself, then slowly raised his right hand and stared at the system light that was only visible to himself and his summons. In the light, patterns of daggers, stones, ghosts and cats were faintly visible.

Anyway, none of them looked very good, and he didn't have anything special he wanted to draw. With this thought in mind, he silently summoned in his heart.

In an instant, a golden halo rose up and quickly flowed between the four patterns!
(End of this chapter)