Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 197 What a shitty world! (asking for monthly tickets)

"OMF*cking God!!"

"Yeah! Just do it!"

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After a long time, the two bodies that were hugging each other slowly separated, and they lay naked on the bed, looking at the ceiling with empty eyes.

There was a flush of passion on Newman's cheeks. She turned to look at the man next to her, only to see Rango still watching the superhero fan movie on TV leisurely with his hands behind his head, as if nothing had happened.

In the picture, a beautiful girl wearing the same platinum and gold battle suit as Starlight is sitting on the sofa, surrounded by five muscular black men wearing tight white vests.

After seeing the next scene, Newman's eyes widened instantly and he looked at Rango with amusement.

"You still have this hobby?"

"Uh Teddy gave it to me when we got into the room. I have no idea what it is."

Looking at the "Starlight" using his hands and feet on the screen, Rango coughed lightly, then turned off the TV and turned his attention back to Newman.

He smiled and stared at Newman, then asked calmly, "Who sent you?"

"What?" Newman looked confused and said innocently, "Didn't you force me to come in?"

On the way out of Godolphin University, with Rango's active teasing and her own half-hearted willingness, the ambiguity between the two of them almost made the air burn. If it weren't for the driver, they might have rolled into each other in the car.

After returning to the company, everything naturally developed into Rango's bedroom, and the rest was a natural progression.

However, facing Newman's answer, Rango's eyes gradually became deep, and a faint red light appeared in his eyes.

"For the last time, who sent you?!"

"OK, OK!"

Feeling the two burning gazes, Newman quickly raised his hands to make a comforting gesture and explained, "It was Mr. Edgar who asked me to join the Superman Agency in the White House so that I could establish contact with your 'Wooden House'."

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Rango frowned when he heard this. He carefully looked at the charming and elite woman in front of him and couldn't help but chuckle: "It seems that his influence is really not small. He can even manipulate members of Congress at will."

Newman's eyes dimmed slightly, and she said slowly: "He adopted me from the orphanage and has been silently supporting me on my political career. From community councillor to senator, every step of the way is inseparable from his help."

".ha."

Rango smiled helplessly. He didn't expect that just hooking up with a woman would give him such an unexpected gain.

As if he was worried that the other party would get angry and take revenge on him, Newman quickly added: "Although I was raised by him, I have never had any feelings for him. He used me as a tool and even controlled my daughter to prevent me from losing control. I only have hatred for him, and the reason I cooperate with you is to get rid of his control."

She promised Rango: "Since I joined the Superhuman Affairs Agency, I have never revealed any information about the 'Wooden House' to Edgar. You should know that if I really wanted to sabotage it, your actions would never be so smooth."

Hearing this, Rango touched his chin involuntarily and fell into deep thought.

There was some truth to what this woman said. She knew the truth behind the New York Dragon incident. Once it was leaked, it would not only cause all of them to fall into a crisis of trust, but might also lead to a police pursuit.

This woman also knew about the evidence of previous superhuman crimes, including the scandal hidden underground at Godokin University.

At least so far, she has not shown any intention of doing anything bad to them.

Rango turned to look at her, shrugged, and said with a hint of amusement: "It seems that you do have a great hatred for Edgar."

Newman's tension eased a little after hearing this.

Just now, when Rango looked at her with those devilish, red eyes, she really thought that she would be killed by him.

After spending these few days together, she has already gotten a rough idea of ​​the other person's personality.

In short, there is a bottom line, but not much.

She forced a smile and asked cautiously, "Butcher and his team have already found out that Godokin University has imprisoned dozens of superhuman students in underground laboratories for human experiments. Are you really not going to expose such a big scandal? If the public knew about it, as the controlling president of Vought Corporation, Edgar would be hard to escape blame and would definitely be attacked and stepped down."

Rango shook his head slightly. "What good would it do me to kill Walter completely? A half-dead Walter who can still make the government feel threatened and vigilant is more in line with my interests."

After saying this, he pushed away the woman's hands that were groping and stroking under the quilt, put on his clothes and prepared to leave.

Frankly speaking, he felt a little unhappy. He originally thought that the congresswoman was attracted by his looks, figure and flirting skills, so she went to bed with him reluctantly.

It now seems more likely that she was using him to gain a stronger position in her fight against Edgar.

"that."

Newman's voice came from behind. She leaned against the head of the bed, her eyes full of confusion: "How did you find out that I am a superhuman? I remember that I have never shown my superpowers in front of you."

Rango turned his head and looked at her. "It's all smoking down there, but you're fine. If you're not a superhuman, then you're a robot?"

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Late at night, the thin moonlight fell on an old, dilapidated theater.

At this moment, a figure covered in black armor was slowly pacing on this empty stage, looking particularly lonely and mysterious.

He took out a can of food from his backpack and poured it into the plate. He put the sticky baked beans in tomato sauce directly into his mouth without heating it, chewed it a few times and swallowed it hastily.

From time to time, his eyes looked at the animated graffiti on the walls of the theater that looked like those in Disney movies. His eyes, which were always filled with gloom and murderous intent, softened at this moment.

This was his favorite place in his childhood. Although the theater is now abandoned, he would come and have a look whenever he has time and eat his favorite baked beans in tomato sauce. Only at this moment would his mood become calm, as if he had returned to that carefree childhood full of hope for the future.

Bang!
However, at this moment, the theater's already shaky door was knocked away by a powerful force and fell heavily more than ten meters away.

The next second, a man with white hair slowly walked in.

This man not only has snow-white hair, but his skin is also as pale as a deathly person. With a pair of pupils that shine coldly in the dark, he gives people a weird and oppressive feeling.

"Good evening, Mr. Black."

Nuada, who was brought out of the cell in the wooden house by Rango, had a polite smile on his face, his hands behind his back, and his eyes were directed at the black figure holding a plate behind the table.

"Please don't be afraid, and don't be impulsive."

Nuada smiled at him and said, "I am here only to fulfill my duty and bring you to justice for multiple murders. Of course, I have no intention of confronting you, but if you insist on resisting, you can only blame me for being rude."

After saying this, a silver spear suddenly stretched out from his hand, shining with a cold light in the moonlight.

Meanwhile, Boston.

In a magnificently decorated villa, a unique party is being held.

[Climax gathering of heroes]!
As the name suggests, this is a party specifically for superhumans. All those who can join in, regardless of gender, are superheroes.

Of course, using the word superhero to describe the participants in this party is not quite appropriate, because almost none of them deserve the title of hero. At best, they are just a bunch of second- or third-rate outdated superhumans.

"Uh"

The vomiting man looked around and saw that all the men and women were naked, immersed in endless joy. He couldn't help but lick his teeth and looked at the big eater next to him, "Hey, buddy, do you think we should have some fun first and then do it?"

The big eater also looked around at these naked bodies, but shook his head and replied in a muffled voice, "I'm not interested. None of them catch my eye."

".OK."

The vomiting man pulled up his pants and sighed helplessly, "Then let's take care of the two guys on the list first. If time permits, we can come over and have some fun."

The two then searched in each room, and soon attracted the attention of all the superhumans present. It was obvious that they were the only two in the villa who were still wearing clothes, and there was a wooden house pattern on the left chest of their uniforms. Wait, wooden house? !

After realizing what was happening, the superhumans who were originally immersed in joy instantly became alert, stopped what they were doing, and surrounded them with unfriendly looks.

Looking at the white hot dogs and steamed buns in front of him, the vomiting man smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't get me wrong, guys. Just keep going. We are here to find those two people. It has nothing to do with you. We will leave once we find us."

"Look what we found?"

A burly man with a thick chest hair joked, "How dare those bastards from the wooden house come to the Heroes Climax Meeting to cause trouble!"

"Hey"

The vomiting man pointed at the guy and said seriously: "Watch your words, buddy. My buddy's temper is not as good as mine." As he said that, he patted the arm of the big eater next to him.

However, the surrounding superhumans turned a deaf ear to this and instead responded with a sneer, showing no signs of retreating.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. At this moment, a strange object shaped like an elephant's trunk suddenly stretched out from behind and quickly wrapped around the vomiting person's neck like a poisonous snake.

"WTF?!"

The vomiting man exclaimed, his face flushed instantly. When he saw clearly that the "elephant trunk" actually came from the lower body of the strong man, his astonishment quickly turned into unbelievable disgust!

"vomit"

A strong feeling of nausea came over him, and sticky vomit spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably, instantly hitting the "trunk" wrapped around his neck.

The thing was like a flame encountering ice and snow, and it quickly corroded into a thousand holes, and finally shrank back into the strong man's body. "Fuck!"

The hairy-chested man who was so arrogant and complacent a second ago was now lying on the ground, covering his lower body and wailing in pain.

But the vomiting man's anger did not subside. He felt a strong wave of nausea rising up in his heart again, and his lower abdomen swelled involuntarily.

He opened his mouth wide, and as if a fire hydrant had been suddenly opened, a stream of green vomit gushed out, covering the people around him.

In an instant, screams rang out one after another. The superhumans who were hit by the vomit fell down one after another, turning into pools of thick corrosive substances. The scene was extremely disgusting.

A few seconds later, the Vomiting Man finally caught his breath. He patted his chest and angrily cursed, "How dare this damn guy touch me with that thing! Fuck! Fuck!"

As he spoke, he kicked the hairy-chested man, who had already turned into a pile of mud, twice, his expression full of ferocity.

But then a flash of lightning suddenly shot out from upstairs, and just as it was about to hit the vomiting man, a huge figure blocked his way.

The big eater patted his numb belly and looked into the distance, where two naked middle-aged men and women seemed to be performing a combined skill. They held each other's hands, with electric lights flashing between their palms, and were obviously preparing to launch an attack.

"That's them!" The Vomiting Man quickly reminded, "The members of the Super Seven from decades ago - the Lightning Twins! They have committed many murders! We can't let them get away!"

Before he finished speaking, the big eater rushed out like a berserker, and the lightning shot out by the opponent could not stop him at all. In just a few breaths, he arrived in front of the couple.

"It was just a joke"

The Lightning Twins immediately raised their hands in surrender.

In an ordinary apartment in Brooklyn, Locomotive stared at the photos of his girlfriend hanging on the walls around him, feeling mixed emotions.

Claw Girl, the girlfriend he had been dating before he joined the Super Seven, but due to the strict management of Vought Corporation, as a global superstar, he had to bury this love deep in his heart, just because Claw Girl was a has-been third-rate superhuman, their relationship could not be made public.

Despite the pressure from the outside world, the locomotive's love for the claw girl never diminished.

But not long ago, because this woman revealed the reason for Compound No. 5 to Butcher and others, in order to protect himself from the blame of his homeland, he was forced to end the life of the Claw Woman with his own hands, and carefully arranged it to look like suicide.

At this moment, he was holding the photo with his girlfriend tightly in his hand, his eyes were red, and his heart was filled with nostalgia for the past and confusion about the future.

After joining the Super Seven, he had to go against his conscience and carry out orders that he could not accept. The desire to quit became stronger and stronger, but it was difficult to give up his existing fame and status.

call--

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew into the house, blowing open both the windows and the door.

The locomotive driver was slightly stunned. When he stood up to close the window again, he saw an incredible figure appear at the door - "Lina?" He exclaimed in disbelief.

The demon claw woman who was killed by her own hands appeared in front of her again.

The locomotive said blankly: "You"

"Jazz." The claw girl walked towards him with a smile, gently stroked his cheek, and whispered: "I'm back."

The locomotive was filled with mixed emotions, including surprise and guilt. He apologized in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, it was my countrymen who forced me to do that. I had to do that. I was afraid he would kill me."

"It's okay dear."

The devil's claw woman slowly stretched out her arms and hugged the other person into her arms. Feeling the long-lost embrace of his girlfriend, the locomotive could no longer tell whether this was reality or a dream. He also closed his eyes and hugged the other person tightly.

Suddenly, two vines broke through the window from outside the house and quickly bound the train engine so that it could not move, especially its legs, which were entangled tightly and no matter how it struggled, it was useless.

The locomotive yelled in horror, then turned his gaze to the woman in front of him, "Lina, come and save me, quickly"

He stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, despair in his eyes.

At this moment, there was no trace of his girlfriend, the Demon Claw Girl, in front of him. Instead, there was only a pair of twin little girls holding hands, with fluorescent eyes, staring at him blankly.

At the same time, in the company.

Rango looked at the string of text messages reporting progress on his phone, smiled lightly, and turned his attention back to Teddy who was chatting with everyone.

"I mean, all the music kids are exposed to these days is crap. What are they listening to? Justin Bieber? Selena? Miley Cyrus?"

"Fuck, there was real music in our time. We had Nirvana! Green Day! Queen! AC/DC!"

"Fuck you, those guys are addicted to alcohol, gambling, whoring and smoking. They are not comparable to today's teenage idols."

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Huey and others nodded in agreement. In recent years, with the strong promotion of Vought Company, both the movie screen and the music industry have been almost dominated by superheroes. Even Homelander has crossed over and released a record, but except for the fanatical fans, the market response has been mediocre.

Therefore, countless citizens miss the golden age of the last world, when superheroes were not as prevalent as they are now.

"Alright, alright, everyone." Rango clapped his hands and interrupted their discussion. "Our task force has successfully arrested all the superhuman criminals at large, and they will be escorted back soon. Don't be idle, everyone get ready and help deal with the follow-up matters."

"yeah--!"

As soon as he finished speaking, cheers broke out in the living room, especially Butcher and Hughie and the others. These people had countless blood debts with the superhumans, and at this moment they couldn't wait to teach those criminals a lesson themselves.

After they left, only Rango and Teddy were left in the hall.

Rango lit a cigarette and leaned quietly on the sofa, silent, as if thinking about something.

Falk
After seeing this scene, Teddy couldn't help but curse inwardly. This bastard started again and posed like this again.

He curled his lips speechlessly and said reluctantly: "So."

"Yes, I used compound number five!"

"WTF?!" Teddy spread his hands in confusion and said, "I didn't ask you that."

“But I wanted to say this.”

".OK, whatever you want."

Rango exhaled a puff of smoke and shook his head slowly. "Honestly, Teddy, you should have stopped me. I regret using that thing now. I don't even know if it has any side effects."

"Fuck! If you really listened to me, you should have told me before using it!"

Teddy jumped onto his lap and threw two left and right uppercuts at Rango's head. Then he asked nervously, "Don't scare me. Are you experiencing side effects? Is it schizophrenia or atrophy?"

"Well, not yet, though."

Rango hesitated for a moment, frowning, "I just think it's a bit dishonorable to use drugs to gain super powers. I can rely on more natural and stable methods."

"whispering sound."

After hearing this, Teddy sneered disdainfully: "Don't praise yourself too much, man. You are essentially no different from those guys in the Super Seven. In some aspects, you are even worse than them."

"They have been subjected to the test of Compound No. 5 since they were at least young, experiencing physical pain and gradually developing superpowers."

"What about you? Kill a few magic things, and the system energy will be full. You can get the summoned creatures and get super powers easily."

"Fuck you, you haven't suffered any hardship, yet you have everything that others only dream of. You're not even an orphan!"

Rango immediately retorted unhappily: "Do you think filling up the system energy is an easy job? I have killed hundreds of monsters with my own hands, even angels and demons. You let those guys who rely on drugs try it? And..."

He raised his eyebrows and pretended to be serious: "I am not as bad as them, relying on super powers to do evil. Haven't you seen what I have been doing these days? I am seeking justice for ordinary people who are oppressed by superhumans."

"Pfft. Hahaha."

Teddy couldn't help but burst into laughter when he heard this and said, "Dude, don't be so self-indulgent. Your so-called justice is nothing but condescending sympathy."

He then pointed to the bedroom upstairs and said with contempt, "All you did was for your own benefit. You wanted to bring down Vought Corporation, become the new overlord, and control all the superhumans in the world. You even hooked up with a female congressman. Don't use the excuse of getting rid of harm for the people. You're not that noble. Wait. You don't really think you're a hero, do you?"

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Rango was stunned for a moment. After a long while, he rubbed his face fiercely, then smiled bitterly and said, "You're right, man. I... I seem to be becoming more and more hypocritical."

"Not as if."

Teddy lit a cigarette for himself, then shook his head helplessly and said, "Haven't you noticed yet? Mavis and Yumi don't want to stay with you these past few days. Even Toothless isn't as happy to see you as before."

"You've changed man."

"He has turned into a super narcissist who ignores moral laws and does whatever he wants. You can't just sleep with every woman you like!"

He looked directly into Rango's eyes and said seriously, "I don't know if you have been assimilated by this cesspool-like world, but this is definitely not the real you. You are not the big boy with clear bottom lines, no hypocrisy, and no falsehood that I, Mavis, Yuumi, and Toothless like."

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Rango listened quietly, the expression on his face gradually changing from initial complexity to relief.

“You’re goddamn right!!!”

He slammed the armrest of the sofa, stood up and shouted, "Call Yumi! Let's go choose the next world. We can't stay in this shitty place anymore!"

(End of this chapter)