Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 188 Successful Mouth Escape

"Are you sure she'll come?"

"Of course, let me tell you this, I once fucked this deputy director lady in a dirty toilet stall in a bar, and she could never say no to me."

"That's better. Let me remind you, buddy, that all our cooperation is based on your reliable government background. If I find out that you are cheating on me, I will tear your penis off and put it in your mouth!"

".OK, I like this threat."

In the suburbs, outside an abandoned factory, Rango couldn't help but look at Butcher beside him a few more times.

He was probably around forty years old, with a slightly weathered beard, and the old black windbreaker he wore seemed to be forever stained with traces of travel.

Well, although it doesn't look good, after spending a few days with him, Rango could deeply feel this rough guy's firm will and his determination to do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

It is not impossible that this kind of alternative charm can seduce the deputy director of the CIA.

In the distance, the roar of cars gradually became clearer. A Subaru, a favorite car of American civil servants, slowly approached and finally stopped a few dozen meters away.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged woman with extraordinary temperament and dressed in a smart ladies' suit stepped out.

Seeing this, Butcher immediately opened his arms, chewed gum, and greeted him enthusiastically: "Look, our CIA deputy director is here! Long time no see, Susan!"

"You're like the fucking mold on my laundry room tiles!"

When the deputy director, Susan, saw him, she complained angrily, "Every time I shave it off, it grows back again!"

Butcher responded with his signature crooked smile, "It seems that your problems are all caused by moisture, dear, I can help you solve this moisture problem right now."

Susan sneered, pointed at his nose, and warned him sternly: "Don't try that! Just say it. I have to rush back to Langley this afternoon."

"OK, OK." Butcher raised his hands in surrender, then smiled and said, "I have conceived a perfect plan for Vought Company. Now."

"Shit!" Susan's face darkened when she heard this. "It's been eight years! Eight years ago, you and the colonel began to plan a superhuman plan to fight against Walter, but what happened? Walter was not only unscathed, but also became increasingly powerful, and even infiltrated the military! And you, the colonel's grandson was burned to death by the lamplighter, and your wife was also..."

She paused for a moment, not telling the cruel truth, and instead persuaded: "Stop it, you ordinary people can't beat Walter! With your past experience, I can arrange a position for you in the Operations Department, and go back to live a normal life, OK?"

After hearing this, Butcher shook his head and laughed without any hesitation: "I can't go back, I can't go back, Susan, stop saying these meaningless words. Now I have only one goal in life, to overthrow Walter and kill the Homelanders!"

"HOW?"

Susan opened her arms and asked in a questioning tone: "Do you know how powerful the Water Company is now? You want to bring it down? What gives you the right?"

"That's all!"

Butcher decisively pulled out a file bag from his pocket, quickly pulled out a stack of photos, and slammed them heavily on the hood of the car.

Last night, under the threat of death, the Invisible Man revealed all the secrets about Water Company without hesitation. The most critical of these was a blue reagent called [Compound No. 5].

He insisted that the agent would stimulate the growth of superhuman cells, acting like a super stimulant, greatly enhancing their abilities.

Due to the special nature of the Invisible Man's abilities, he had witnessed the locomotive using this reagent privately many times.

What's worse, he also revealed the address of the locomotive's girlfriend.

Although all members of the Seven live in the Water Building, the engine often goes out at night to meet his girlfriend, where the "Compound No. 5" may be hidden.

After learning of this clue, except for Rango, the team members took immediate action, disguised as community workers, and installed miniature cameras in the apartment of the locomotive's girlfriend.

As a result, they successfully captured the scene of the locomotive injecting itself with Compound No. 5.

"It's the equivalent of giving a superhuman some kind of enhancer or steroid that instantly increases their abilities."

Butcher explained: "Vought Corporation is trying to infiltrate the military defense system and apply for transnational law enforcement rights. If we make these photos public and spread rumors, letting the public know that the so-called superhumans are nothing more than drug addicts, then their dreams of entering the Department of Defense will be shattered!"

Susan carefully looked through the photos she had taken. The black guy in the photo was indeed the leader of the Seven. Butcher would never joke about this kind of thing, but this blue Compound No. 5.
She frowned and asked, "Wait until you get the sample. Also, you actually captured the invisible man? Is he still alive?"

Butcher smiled but said nothing.

"OK" Susan's face turned pale in an instant, and she said angrily: "I really shouldn't have come here!"

After saying this, she turned around and was about to get in the car and leave. Any member of the seven-member team is the face of Water Company. Once someone is missing or dead, Water Company will do its best to track them down.

Being too close to Butcher and others will undoubtedly increase the risk of being implicated.

At this moment, Butcher hurriedly shouted: "Listen, if the CIA continues to do nothing, it is only a matter of time before superhumans enter the military. You think they are bad enough now? Then wait and see what they look like in camouflage uniforms!"

"Do you think Homelander will obey orders? With his giant baby-like mind, he could escalate a minor conflict into a world war at any time!"

"Do you want to go through another missile crisis? Put the fate of the country on the shoulders of that madman in a cape?!"

Susan, who had already returned to the car, suddenly stopped moving. She stared straight at Butcher and clapped her hands: "Wow, you really put a lot of effort into convincing me."

She sighed softly, then nodded and said, "Give me the sample of Compound No. 5 as soon as possible. If everything goes well, we may be able to prevent them from entering the national defense system. But the question is, what if Walter fails to enter the military?"

Susan shrugged and said, "They are now one of the most successful media groups in the world, with hundreds of superheroes as spokespeople all over the world. They even have civilian law enforcement powers in some places! They can accuse you of something and kill you at any time just like those bastards in the FBI. So, tell me, what exactly is your so-called plan to take down Walter? If there is only this so-called Compound No. 5, then this will be our last cooperation."

"Let me answer this question."

The gust of wind blew past, and Rango, who was dozens of meters away a second ago, came to Susan in the blink of an eye, "Rango Winchester, nice to meet you."

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More than an hour later.

The Chevrolet SUV drove away quickly and eventually disappeared from their sight.

Just now, Rango explained his plan in detail to the female deputy director of the CIA, but what made him unhappy was that the other party seemed to be more interested in the air battle between him and Homelander that was not seen in the media, and spent nearly half an hour asking for details.

Apparently, despite the fact that the mainstream media did not report on it, word of the aerial duel spread like wildfire in high-level circles, and Rango’s presence became widely known.

Although the deputy director treated him with enthusiasm, he could not hide the vigilance in his eyes, especially when Rango mentioned that he wanted to establish a company composed of superhumans, the doubt and disappointment almost overflowed from his eyes, and it was obvious that he regarded him as the same kind of existence as Vought Corporation and Homelander.

After chatting with him for a few more words, he got into the car and left, leaving them with only a trail of exhaust gas.

"It looks like she doesn't agree with our plan?" Rango looked at Butcher.

Butcher smiled bitterly and did not deny it: "Yes, the Water Company alone has already given them a headache. How can they easily agree to your plan to raise another flag?"

"But I have made it clear that I am willing to allow the CIA to invest. Our company will work closely with the CIA to fight against Vought forces."

Butcher smiled after hearing this, but he really didn't know how to explain it. After pondering for a moment, he said earnestly: "Rango, you may not know enough about Vought Company. I admit that you are very strong. Even the Homelanders can only tie with you. But the problem is that the Homelanders are not the biggest trump card of Vought Company."

He patted Rango's shoulder gently and continued, "Vought has deployed hundreds of superpowers across the country, and has spies in almost every important community. What's more, all children with superpower potential in North America are educated in their private schools, and become members of Vought directly after graduation. Do you understand what this means?"

Without waiting for Rango to answer, Butcher revealed the answer himself: "They have a constant supply of backup forces. Even if the government cooperates with you, given the size of Vought Corporation, both the military and the CIA will only hide in the dark, and you will go out and fight them! But... you are alone."

"Even if you can deal with the people of your country, can you deal with the hundreds of super-powered people spread across the country?"

"Give up, Rango. Your idea is too idealistic. Why don't you listen to me? We should solve the problem of Compound No. 5 first, then gradually infiltrate and disintegrate Walter from the inside."

However, Rango just smiled faintly, without any frustration in his eyes.

He looked at Butcher and said firmly, "Go and take me to see the colonel you mentioned."

"Meet her?" Butcher looked embarrassed: "She has retired, and I don't have a good relationship with her. I suggest..."

"Don't talk nonsense, either take me to see her, or go play with Walter by yourselves!"

".OK."

Deep inside the Water Building, Starlight stood in front of the mirror, facing her first criminal arrest mission, feeling nervous and expectant.

She clenched her fists, placed them lightly against her chest, took a deep breath, and silently cheered herself up.

Although she had caught many thieves in her hometown, her identity at that time was just a small town girl with super powers. But now she has become the star of the Super Seven, a big star that everyone is paying attention to. Since she announced her identity as a member of the Seven two days ago, her Instagram and Twitter fans have skyrocketed by tens of millions.

Many Hollywood superstars do not have as many fans as she does, and her every move now attracts the attention of countless people.

This attention is exactly what she desires. She longs to be a role model of justice in the hearts of children all over the world and to demonstrate the tenacity and strength of women!
Ding-dong-

The text message on the phone rang.

When she saw the sender's name was Rango, she couldn't help but smile sweetly. After looking around to make sure no one was there, she quickly opened the message.

But after seeing the above content, she bit her lip in embarrassment. She was a devout Christian who had been baptized since birth, but Rango actually made her
But remembering that Rango had stood up for her, she hesitated for a moment and quietly walked into the bathroom stall. As her clothes fell, the shutter sound of the camera rang out in the silence.
At the same time, in the president's office downstairs, the atmosphere was solemn. Edgar, the leader of Vought Company, looked at the people across from him with his signature cold eyes, and his tone was filled with unquestionable authority.

"Regarding the fierce battle between you and Rango in the sky yesterday, the company has taken emergency measures and successfully blocked all video footage, ensuring that except for a few people who knew about it, the public was not affected by your scandal."

"Scandal?" Homelander frowned, obviously extremely disgusted with the word. "I didn't lose to him. At most, it was a draw."

"But for you, not having a complete victory is a stain." Edgar's voice was calm and firm, and his eyes behind his glasses revealed deep dissatisfaction. "The company spends a lot of money every year just to create an impeccable heroic image for you. You should be thankful that the battlefield was chosen in the sky, otherwise your miserable appearance would have spread far and wide."

The native who had been patiently listening suddenly stood up after hearing this, glared at the other party, and said in a low voice: "I didn't lose to him!"

"But you didn't win either."

Edgar did not back down. He looked the superhero in the eyes, his tone full of reproach. "Madeline and I have warned you many times not to act rashly to find Rango. The company is trying to establish contact with him, but you are like a willful child, making enemies for the company for no reason, especially when the other party is stronger than you!"

"I'll say this one last time!" Homelander was so impatient that his finger almost poked Edgar's nose. "He is not better than me. I will never lose to him!"

"Really?" Edgar sneered, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, "Go look in the mirror, kid, the wound under your concealer is still red and swollen."

His words were like a sharp knife, piercing the pain of the people of his motherland.

There was a flash of red in Homelander's eyes, but Edgar showed no fear. He just said calmly, "Why, you want to kill me with your Cyclops? You can try it."

At this time, Vice President Madeline intervened at the right time. She gently stood between the two and soothed them, "Calm down, Homelander. He really didn't beat you. We all saw you break his shield. So, go to my office first, and we'll have a good talk later."

Looking at the two people who were singing the same tune, Homelander took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress his anger, sneered, and pushed the door open and left.

After he left, Madeline's face quickly darkened, while Edgar continued to tap on the table, looking extremely anxious.

"Homelander is becoming more and more uncontrollable. See? He even dares to show his murderous intent towards me now."

Madeline nodded slowly, then blamed herself and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Edgar, as his direct manager, I failed to train Homelander on the right path."

After thinking for a moment, Edgar made a decision: "Reduce the exposure of Homelander and divert the company's resources to Starlight. Push her with all your strength. This girl is good-looking and can be trained to be a figure like America's sweetheart."

"I understand. She's easier to control than the Homelanders." Madeline nodded and took note.

"By the way." Edgar asked curiously, "Is she still a virgin?"

"That should be it. I heard from her mother that her family are all devout Christians, and Xingguang is especially devout. She has never done anything that violates the rules of the church since she was a child."

"Great. Conservatives in the Midwest and South don't want to see a woman like Maeve who is more powerful than men. A religious American sweetheart will help her support rate a lot."

After finishing speaking, Edgar looked at Madeline and whispered, "Find an opportunity to use Starlight to let us meet with that Rango. Although this guy is very powerful, his personality is not incommunicable. The company needs a superhuman who can balance the people of the motherland."

"I see."

Madeline nodded slightly, then said in confusion: "I looked through the list of all the test subjects who had been injected with Compound No. 5 in the past thirty years, but I have never seen anyone named Rango."

"I think he changed his name, but that's not important. You can ask Homelander indirectly what he talked about with Rango after the truce."

"it is good."

What they didn't know was that at this moment, in a forest farm hundreds of kilometers away from them, Rango, whom the two men intended to recruit, was discussing with others how to bring them down.

The sun shone through the French windows. Rango glanced at the photo sent by Xingguang on his phone, smiled and sent her a time and address, then calmly put the phone back in his pocket and turned his eyes to the owner sitting opposite him.

This is a woman over seventy years old, with her silver hair combed meticulously and wearing a well-fitting women's suit. Her temperament is somewhat similar to that of the previous CIA Deputy Director Susan.

Colonel Mallory has worked in the Pentagon and the CIA and has participated in many anti-terrorism wars. Eight years ago, she accepted a secret mission from the Pentagon to secretly fight against the superhuman forces of Vought Corporation and successfully instigated several superhumans to rebel. However, after an accident, she chose to retire and live a quiet life.

At this moment, she was digesting what Rango said. After a moment, she slowly opened her mouth and raised the first key question: "There are a few questions I want to clarify. First, what is the profit point of your company?"

"Oh," Rango was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this woman who came from the military would ask such a business question. He explained, "Profit is not our primary goal. Our funds mainly come from government grants. The company's purpose is to monitor and correct the illegal behavior of superhumans."

He patted Butcher's shoulder and said, "As you can see, like Butcher, I hate those superhumans who claim to be righteous but are actually harmful to society. Every year, the number of people they accidentally kill due to their uncontrolled abilities is shocking. But with us, this will no longer happen. We will be the check and balance of superhuman behavior, and any superhuman who breaks the law will be punished accordingly, including that arrogant Homelander."

"OK, I understand what you mean." Colonel Mallory smiled faintly upon hearing this. "Rango, your idea is good, but it is too idealistic. In this society, transhumans are regarded as an established form of human beings, just like certain specific groups, just like LGBT. If you want to take action against them, you must get legislative support from Congress."

"That's not a problem." Butcher intervened at the right time. He took out a heavy file bag from his arms and showed it to Colonel Mallory: "This is all the scandal evidence about superhumans that I have collected since you retired, Colonel. As long as you can withstand Walter's pressure, it is not impossible to push the bill through."

Rango also added: "From what I know, both the law enforcement agencies and the military have long been dissatisfied with the expansion of superhumans. They are under the banner of justice, but they are doing things that cross the line and even trying to get involved in the military. Once there is a suitable opportunity, these forces will unite and put pressure on Vought."

However, Colonel Mallory still had some concerns. She looked at the documents on the table and finally shook her head: "Even if the superhuman bill is passed, we will issue a law enforcement license to your company, but..."

She pointed at Rango, "You are also a superhuman. Just as you don't trust Walter, how can we ensure that your actions will not deviate from your original intentions?"

After hearing this, Rango smiled nonchalantly and said, "What you said makes sense, but unfortunately you can only choose to trust me, Colonel."

He pointed at himself and spoke seriously, "I am the only superhuman on this planet who can stand up to my countrymen. Without my power, if you want to control him, I'm afraid you will need to mobilize the military force of the entire country. You know the interests involved better than I do."

The colonel stared at Rango's unquestionable eyes, pondered for a moment, and nodded slowly: "The last and most important question. Vought Corporation has spread superhuman forces throughout the United States, with hundreds of them in New York alone. In addition to a few ordinary people like Butcher, your newly established company is supported by only one superhuman, you. How can you effectively supervise them?"

Her tone was full of seriousness and reminder: "Although the military can provide you with financial support, it will never directly intervene in your confrontation with Walter."

"Hahaha, of course, I didn't count on you soldiers with guns."

Hearing this, Rango smiled heartily: "Don't worry about the manpower issue. I will go back to my hometown in a few days and gather a large group of strong men."

"Superhuman?"

"Uh, about the same."

Colonel Mallory nodded slightly, his eyes becoming firm. "You helped me get rid of the lamplighter, and I will remember this favor in my heart. I will take your plan and these documents to the Pentagon to discuss with my old friend, but I hope you don't have too high expectations."

She explained frankly: "There are many people in the military who are influenced by Vought, and they even have leverage over him. That's why Vought dares to covet the national defense system. I can only say that I will do my best."

Rango frowned slightly. In his opinion, when the other party said they would try their best, there was a high probability that the task would not be accomplished.

He tapped his knee lightly, and after a moment, he said with a hint of regret: "Come to think of it, if I had known that your two lovely grandsons were killed by the lamplighter, I should have tortured that guy and killed him."

When talking about his deceased relatives, Mallory's face turned gloomy. He forced a bitter smile and said nothing more.

Rango then winked at Butcher, signaling him to go out first. Although this guy looked a little strange, he still went out of the house honestly.

After he left, Rango said seriously, "Colonel, to tell you the truth, the word I hate the most is trying my best. Let me make a deal with you. If you can successfully pass the bill and help me get a law enforcement license."

His voice got lower and lower, but Mallory still heard the rest of the words, and his lips trembled with shock: "This is impossible. They have been dead for eight years. There is not even a body. They have all turned to ashes."

"Of course it's impossible here, but I have a car."

Outside the house, Butcher didn't know what they talked about inside, but when he saw the scene inside through the glass window, he was stunned with shock.

Colonel Mallory, who hadn't laughed for eight years, choked up and held Rango's arm tightly, his eyes revealing strong surprise and urgent desire.

this.
Butcher was shocked.

This bastard Rango can even hook up with a 70-year-old female colonel? !
Late at night, when everything was quiet, the atmosphere in a suite of a luxury hotel was unusually heated.

Suddenly, a scream broke the silence, and Xingguang's eyes seemed to light up. Golden light shot out from her eyes like a searchlight, illuminating the entire room brilliantly.

Upon seeing this, Rango quickly activated his [Sports Head] ability, and his body almost turned into a series of blurry afterimages, which contrasted with the increasingly blazing golden light in Starlight's eyes.

Half an hour later, everything returned to calm. Xingguang shyly nestled in Rango's arms and whispered softly, "My eyes always light up, but never as brightly as tonight."

"Yeah. Light spray phenomenon, right?"

Rango teased with a smile, he gently stroked Xingguang's smooth skin, marveling inwardly.

Under the extreme impact of the [Sports Car Head]'s speed, even a speed that ordinary people could hardly bear was just a piece of cake for her. She even showed no sign of pain when she was speeding to the point of smoking. Her physique was so strong that it was really outrageous.

"I have to be gone for a few days to take care of some things. Be careful at Vought."

"Don't worry, with your intimidation, everyone in the company is very nice to me."

Rango nodded, then raised his hand and slowly pushed her into the quilt.

After an unknown amount of time, Xingguang couldn't help but stick her head out from under the covers, wiped the corners of her mouth, and asked expectantly, "So what is our relationship now?"

"Don't talk and continue."

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(End of this chapter)